It is different from the difficulties and dangers of the road back to the south.

The road to the north is much easier.

For two consecutive days, the three hundred remnants of the army led by Han Shao did not encounter a large-scale barbarian cavalry.

went north for more than 100 miles so calmly.

During this period, he passed through the two battlefields that had been encircled and suppressed before.

The first place was okay, whether it was the robe or the corpses of those women, they were taken away at the beginning.

So after a brief moment, the soldiers left in silence.

But the second place is a little unbearable.

Looking at the headless corpses scattered on the grassland, many soldiers had red eyes.

Those wild dogs are so poor and crazy that they have not only stripped them of their armor!

Not even their underwear!

"Brute!"

A soldier bent his bow and arrow, and with one arrow shot the vulture that pecked at the corpse of the robe, cursing incessantly.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell that he was scolding the vultures who had blasphemed the dead.

Or those brute dogs in human skins!

And his actions immediately attracted the soldiers around him to follow suit.

In an instant, the arrows were like flying locusts, and one by one the vultures were shot on the spot.

With an indifferent expression, Han Shao shot down one of the huge vultures that fluttered their wings and flew high.

This was his first stop in this world.

And the first thing you do when you open your eyes is to kill!

At the moment when the knife slashed his head, Han Shao vaguely remembered that he seemed to be trembling all over at that time.

It's just that it quickly became numb.

The huge vulture fell in the air, and Han Shao silently put down the riding bow in his hand and hung it back on the horse.

Gongsun Xinyi on the side looked at the nine golden crow phantoms that were fleeting just now, and his eyes were thoughtful.

After thinking about it, he rode his horse and took off the riding bow and put it in his own Sumeru bag.

Then, in Han Shao's stunned gaze, he handed him a new bow.

"Let's use this later."

Han Shao took the big bow with intricate patterns carved in his hand, and couldn't help but be surprised to find that it was the one that Gongsun Xinyi shot the Karasuma royal family with an arrow.

"Send me? What do you use? ”

When Gongsun Xinyi heard this, he glanced at him, and his mouth was neither salty nor indifferent.

"You're better suited than I am."

Although she didn't know if Han Shao could reproduce the terrifying record of shooting a real person in the Yuan God Realm with the cultivation of the Heavenly Gate Realm.

But the nine golden crow phantoms that appeared again just now can't be faked.

Han Shao was not polite, and took the bow.

It's just that it is no longer hung on the side of the horse, but directly included in the [package].

If there are more lice, it will not itch, and if there are more debts, it will not be worried.

Anyway, he already owes Gongsun Xinyi a lot of favors.

According to the logic of the other world, at this time, it should be Gongsun Xinyi, the creditor, who should be weak-hearted.

Hey, no!

I saved her life!

Thinking like this, Han Shao suddenly felt panicked.

"You're ...... these days Why do you keep refusing to be close to him? ”

Taking advantage of the gap between the two approaching, Gongsun Xinyi couldn't help but ask this question that made her puzzled after all.

Faced with this sudden question, Han Shao didn't react for a while.

It wasn't until she followed her line of sight that she showed a sudden expression.

"You mean Uncle Jiang?"

The direction in which Gongsun Xinyi's gaze fell was the one who pulled him out of the pile of dead people in the first place.

"Do you remember?"

Actually, it's not like remembering.

The remnant soul of the previous body had turned into a soul robe and draped over his soul.

Not only did it give his soul an extra layer of barrier, but the memories contained in it could be read by him at will.

It's just that he has been faintly resisting in his heart.

Because in his opinion, it belongs to another 'Han Shao' world.

When he didn't think about how to deal with it, Han Shao didn't want to act rashly.

was in silence, but saw Feng Shen and the three of them pacing and leaning over.

"Sima, do you want to bury them?"

Allowing the robes and corpses of the past to be wild and eaten by beasts, they really can't accept it.

But as soon as these words came out, Li Jing, who followed closely, categorically refused.

"No! There are too many corpses, it's a waste of time! ”

"It's too close to here......"

If so many bodies are buried, time does not allow.

And so many corpses have disappeared, once the wild dog ranger finds it, I am afraid that it will be another catastrophe.

They can't afford to gamble and can't bet!

This, he believed that Han Shao, the Sima, must have also seen it.

It's just that he can't let Han Shao say this, otherwise, it will chill the hearts of the soldiers.

It will also damage Han Shao's prestige in the hearts of the soldiers.

So he Li Jing was the one who didn't give in.

What a comrade!

Han Shao sighed in his heart.

His face hesitated for a while, and finally he had to say with a heavy face.

"Li Junhou's concerns are reasonable, so let's follow what Li Junhou said."

As he spoke, his eyes swept to the group of soldiers behind him, and he said categorically.

"If one day I die in battle! Soldiers, don't worry about me! ”

"Keep charging!"

Seeing that the soldiers' expressions finally eased a little, Han Shao thought about it and added another sentence.

"My generation of warriors, fight on the battlefield!"

"Where are the green mountains not buried? Why do you need to return the horse leather shroud! ”

The power of language is endless.

What is dead can become alive.

So there are people who are dead, and he is still alive.

What is alive can also become dead.

For example, social death......

In just two sentences, the soldiers who were originally in a low mood were suddenly shocked.

Where are the green mountains not buried!

Why do you need to return the Horse Leather Shroud!

Great!

My generation of warriors!

Blazing!

My town Liao Han Sima!

Li Jing looked at the benefactor in front of him who seemed to be too young.

In addition to such proud words, he was even more impressed by Han Shao's maintenance of himself.

For a while, I only hated that it was too late to meet him in this life, so that the good years were all wasted!

Feng Shen and the others couldn't care less about glaring at Li Jing at this time.

After carefully reviewing Han Shao's words, he bowed to Han Shao with a solemn face.

"Be taught!"

Since even life and death are left behind, why bother with this skin?

After the cannon shot, looking at the pair of burning eyes around him, Han Shao suddenly felt comfortable.

It's just that the scene in front of him is like Shura's purgatory, which makes his heart still dull.

"Let's go, to the north!"

……

The remnants of the 300 troops continued north.

But in just half a day, he encountered a group of more than 100 riders.

Without any words, the two sides began the most direct exchange.

The remnants of snow on the ground, wrapped in broken soil, flew in all directions under the sound of horses' hooves.

Before he could fall, he was poured red by the blood poured from above.

The crimson blood melted the white ice and snow.

It was as if the two completely different principles of yin and yang collided at this moment.

Strong is strong!

Weak or dead!

Kill!

Han Shao slashed out with a single sword, and the terrifying power of the Great Grandmaster of the Heavenly Gate Realm was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Facing the frightened look on the other party's face that had not yet solidified, a murderous smile was revealed.

But when he broke through the enemy line in an instant, the grim smile on his face froze as he looked at the scene revealed.

It was a huge Kyoto temple made of countless heads!

With a sudden glance, you can tell that those are Yongren!

It was the soldiers of the Zhenliao Army who died in the original battle!

Looking at the hideous and terrifying faces, a monstrous anger and hatred ignited violently from the soul clothes, constantly burning Han Shao's soul.

Han Shao, who was almost completely infected by this anger, Huo Ran turned around and pointed at the long knife in his hand.

"Pass my military orders!"

"The monstrous blood feud is here! This revenge will not be avenged! My sons will never seal the sword! ”

"Kill!"

……