One hundred and seventy-one, still standing in line

But this fire burned the anger in Chen Lu's heart, and his competitive spirit was stimulated again. What's the matter, King Zuoxian, I treat Mingyue with sincerity, but Mingyue has no choice but to go to the ditch, I don't know what to do, my old man wants to ask for an explanation. Now with his Chen Lu's ability, he can take the first place among the generals in the Ten Thousand Horse Army.

Chen Lu looked at the sky, and at about the second quarter of the third watch, he simply turned his horse's head and prepared to return to the camp of King Zuoxian. But at this moment, King Zuoxian's camp was on fire. He beat his horse and galloped, only to hear the sound of killing. Chen Lu secretly applauded, this is the army of the Han Dynasty, and the remaining courage is to chase the poor and not give King Zuo Xian a chance to breathe.

Chen Lu thought, this can only be a great general, don't look at him young, but he is well versed in strategy, as for General Gongsun, take a break, without this strategy, he is still waiting for work, ready to ambush halfway.

Chen Lu was full of childlike hearts, watched the excitement, and rode his horse to a mountain beam. But his horse always had to go down the mountain, and he tugged on the reins for a long time before he could stop it, and he couldn't help but curse the dog a few more times.

He looked at it during the day, this is a broken mountain, there is no to the east, this is the head, and to the west is the remaining veins from the Hou Mountain, endlessly. Looking at the battlefield here, the torches are lit as if it were daytime, and the war scene is almost in full view.

Although the Zuoxian Wang's troops were attacked, they did not panic, and unlike when he was in the Great Tent, they lined up to meet the enemy, shooting arrows and retreating. The General's troops had thousands of chariots charging into battle, and the infantry and shield bearers alternated and marched in a noisy manner.

At the core of the army there is a big flag, under the banner of the word "Han", there is a tall chariot, and the general's long sword is in his hand, waving, and shouting something in his mouth. This is the majesty of the general.

The drums were beating, and the chariots had already rushed into the enemy line. Zuo Xianwang's formation had been scattered, and it seemed that he had given an order for the whole army to retreat, and the rear team became the front team, and the protection brigade withdrew in the direction of Chen Lu. Chen Lu secretly shouted a good plan. King Zuo Xian is familiar with the terrain, and when he goes up this mountain, the dragon returns to the sea, and the tiger leaps deep into the mountain.

But the general didn't give him a chance, brandished his long sword, and the Han army came over like a tide, and King Zuo Xian collapsed on the whole line, and the sound of running was like thunder, which made Chen Lu dizzy.

Chen Lu was looking at it, and suddenly heard a cough, which startled him, and for a moment he felt that his hair was standing on end, there were people here, or ghosts. He felt the breath of someone's breath, and it seemed to be around him, a person, not a ghost.

No wonder Da Qingma had to leave, it turned out that he already knew about it. He couldn't help but secretly applaud again, Da Dan Yu and Zuo Xian Wang crisscrossed the desert north, and they were really not ordinary people, and they had already ambushed their troops here.

They had already seen Chen Lu, they didn't know whether they were friends or foes, and they didn't know how many people and horses there were, so they didn't dare to alarm, for fear of startling the snake, and they were observing Chen Lu. Chen Lu looked at it in the starlight and firelight, their bows and arrows were pointing at him, maybe all the time.

Chen Lu still had the same thought, did not choose sides, did not stand in line, remained neutral, blocked his mouth with his fingers, and sighed, and pointed to the battlefield again. These people ignored him. He consciously walked away, but he couldn't go far, and if he had the intention of going far, they would definitely fire at him.

At this time, the soldiers and horses of King Zuo Xian had fled from under the small mountain beam, although they were still playing torches, but they had already been untidy, lost their armor, and could not form an army. The Han chariot chased after it like a whirlwind, and the brigade was almost over. A whimpering horn sounded on the mountain beam, and in an instant, torches rushed down the mountain, breaking the Han army into two sections at once.

Chen Lu saw their intentions, there were too many soldiers and horses in the Han army, and they just wanted to break through the Chinese army, capture the thief and capture the king, and kill the commander, a good plan. Looking at it again, King Zuo Xian has already returned to his division to cover up the killing.

The Han army suffered a surprise attack, chaotic for a while, quickly lined up the formation, ready to fight, but the two teams of Zuo Xianwang, completely ignoring these, rushed to the Daxu banner like crazy, less than a quarter of an hour, the Han army was in chaos, and fully retreated, but it was too late. The ambush soldiers had already broken through the large array of the Chinese army, and King Zuo Xian led a small number of troops to return here in a detour and rushed directly to the Daxu Banner. This reminded Chen Lu of those wolves, who were really disciples of steppe wolves, and they couldn't be wrong.

Chen Lu is only a few hundred steps away from King Zuo Xian here, he is really angry, shameless villain, let you taste the power of my old man, a pat on the horse's head and jumped up, like a gust of wind to King Zuo Xian, at this time King Zuo Xian is only a stone's throw away from the general, several of the general's generals have been killed, the soldiers are tightly guarding the chariot, someone has been shot over in a row, and the general has also been hit by an arrow.

King Zuo Xian led the army to the chariot, Chen Lu arrived, he shouted: "Shameless villain, take your life!"

King Zuoxian's guards immediately surrounded the master, at this time a gust of wind swept the sand and gravel head-on, the soldiers fell off their horses one after another, King Zuoxian's war horse fell out as if it was hit by something, fell out very far, King Zuo Xian was thrown out by the horse, several generals rushed over and snatched it away, changed into a war horse, and withdrew from the battle.

At this time, the general saw the fighter, waved his long sword, the war drums sounded again, and the generals of the Han army, who were already about to escape, reflexively fought again.

Chen Lu saw that King Zuo Xian had run away, and he didn't give up, and muttered in his mouth: "I said okay to stay neutral, it was you shameless villain who provoked my old man, I told you, don't mess with me." The horse chased after him.

A general caught Chen Lu and shouted: "Don't hurt my lord, my king Han is here." "Pat the horse and kill it.

Chen Lu shouted: "There is a wrong, there is a debtor, you didn't provoke me, get out of the way!"

King Han didn't speak anymore, he slashed over with a long-handled big knife, the big green horse jumped forward, and when the two horses were in the stirrup, Chen Lu suddenly grabbed the handle of King Han's knife, pulled it hard, and dragged it off the horse. At this time, a Han general happened to come over, and he was overjoyed, afraid that King Han would be trampled to death by the chaotic army, so he immediately lifted King Han up and tied up his own soldiers.

This is the enemy warrior, so he picked up a big bargain.

When Chen Lu looked again, King Zuo Xian had already disappeared, and the Han army was rolling over like a tide. Chen Lu knew that he couldn't kill people with magic weapons, so he stood aside hatefully, he saw that the Han army had already killed red eyes, and he was afraid that he would become their target, so he flashed to the side and rode his horse to the side of the hill.

Chen Lu didn't eat dinner, although Da Qingma is a dog, but he usually needs forage like ordinary horses. He found a secluded place, let the big green horse go and graze by himself, take out dry food and water, fill his stomach, rest here, and return to the mission camp in the morning.

When he had finished eating, he leaned against a tree and fell asleep in a daze. The bright light of the rising red sun irritated his eyes, and he woke up and looked around, stunned by what was around him.