By the time the soldiers and horses were less than a hundred meters away from him, Tian Zhiyu had already switched the rifle to fully automatic mode and was ready for close combat.

At this time, the faces of those people could be seen clearly, and a moment later it was time for the hand-to-hand combat.

At this moment, a long, high-pitched horn sound was heard in the distance, and the sound lasted for more than ten seconds.

The pursuers who had been galloping slowed down significantly when they heard this sound, and after looking at each other for a while, they reluctantly stopped the pursuit, and watched as the red scarf rode over an obstacle, and turned their horses' heads in unison, and actually withdrew their troops.

The red scarf saw Tian Zhiyu hidden behind the mountain, and was surprised at first, then put away the reins of the horse, turned over and dismounted. he

was about to walk towards Tian Zhiyu, but he didn't expect one to stand unsteadily and fell directly in front of the horse.

Tian Zhiyu immediately went over and wanted to help him up, but the red scarf didn't wait for Tian Zhiyu to do it, and he struggled to get up.

He waved his hand towards Tian Zhiyu and said, "Thank you for your help, I don't know who the hero is?"

Tian Zhiyu helped him up, seeing that his face was full of blood, and the original color could hardly be seen on the armor.

Unlike Tian Zhiyu thought at the beginning, he turned out to be a young man about the same age as himself.

After the fierce battle just now, he was able to support himself at this time, and Tian Zhiyu admired his perseverance very much.

And when he held his hand, Tian Zhiyu found that his tiger's mouth had cracked, constantly oozing blood, and his neck was also scarred.

"Don't say so much about it, you quickly sit down and rest and bandage the wound. ”

Tian Zhiyu helped him to a rock, asked him to sit down, turned around and found something from his backpack that was simple to treat his wounds.

Red Scarf shook his hand, signaling that he didn't have to bother.

He leaned against the stone, constantly adjusting through breathing, and after about a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes again, looked at Tian Zhiyu, who was staring at him, and spoke again: "Who is the hero, and why did he come to the rescue?"

Tian Zhiyu was a little embarrassed, thought for a while and said: "My name is Tian Zhiyu, passing by here, I saw you fighting, I saw you very brave, I admired you very much, I really couldn't bear your life in their hands, so I helped." ”

The red scarf hugged his fists again and saluted: "Listening to your accent, it's not my Dongyang country, it's not a sparse countryman, and it's impossible to be a Yiren, and I've never heard of you in this dress." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the gun that Tian Zhiyu put not far away, and then said: "Your secret weapon is also very magical, fast and silent, it really kills people invisibly, you are too mysterious." ”

Dongyang Country, Shu Country, Yi People?

These are names that have never been heard of, so they are probably not countries that appeared in ancient history.

Tian Zhiyu thought about it for a while and thought of a reason.

"Actually, I have been following the master to learn art in the deep mountains and old forests, this clothes and weapons are made by his old man, and now he asked me to go out of the mountains to practice, I didn't expect to meet you just after I walked here, it can be regarded as fate. ”

He watched the red scarf moan softly, knowing that he was too seriously injured and needed treatment urgently, so he stepped forward and said, "Your injury is too serious, I can only bandage you briefly, or I have to quickly find a doctor to treat you." ”

The red scarf shook his head and looked at Tian Zhiyu, obviously not believing his excuse just now: "What is the honorific title of the master of the hero?"

......

But it's really ink, I saved you, you still check the household registration like getting to the bottom of it, Tian Zhiyu thought to himself.

"My master is just an ordinary craftsman, he doesn't have any reputation, but he has a good craft, and now he has returned to heaven, you must not have heard of it, I still hurry up to treat you, or you will lose too much blood for a while." ”

The red scarf couldn't stop coughing, waved his hand and said, "No need to treat it, my own body knows that all my internal organs have been broken." ”

Saying that, he sighed, "Beiyi Jebebesba's arrow qi is too domineering, my gun can shake away the arrows, but the arrow qi can still penetrate the armor and reach the internal organs, and it is not too much to describe it as Qi through Changhong." ”

After a pause, infinite pride suddenly appeared on his face.

"But my past shot is enough to make him lose five points of internal strength, but my injuries are too serious, otherwise how can I stop my coming and going with those thousands of minions?"

Tian Zhiyu listened to him talking to himself, and roughly guessed something, and when he still refused to accept treatment, he asked, "Do you know where the nearest doctor is?" Or do you have any good ways to heal your wounds?"

His face immediately became gloomy again, and he shook his head again and said, "There is no way to return to heaven, even if the divine doctor helps me, it can't save my life." But life and death are fate, and there is nothing to cherish in this skin. It's just that my secret letter, I'm afraid there is no way to send it to the general, and the conspiracy of Beiyi and Shuguo is afraid that it will succeed. ”

This young man is not very old, and he is old-fashioned when he talks angrily.

Tian Zhiyu saw his power just now, and he felt a sense of sympathy.

The red scarf lowered his head and sighed for a while, stared at Tian Zhiyu for a moment, as if he had made a big decision, and said: "I'm afraid that there is no way to repay the hero's kindness for saving him, and I hope that the hero can do me another favor, so that I will die without regrets, and I will have the fate to repay the hero's great kindness in the next life." ”

"Hero, you are serious, what can help you, just say," Tian Zhiyu replied.

The red scarf slowly untied his silver armor, revealing the clothes inside, the blood had soaked all the clothes, and the original color could not be seen.

He slowly untied his shirt again, took out an envelope-like thing from his arms, stroked it gently, and said to Tian Zhiyu: "This is a secret letter, there are very important secrets in it, and it needs to be sent to General Shi, the commander of Cloud City, this secret letter is related to the fate of Dongyang Kingdom and hundreds of people. ”

After speaking, his hands trembled and he handed the letter to Tian Zhiyu.

Tian Zhiyu took the letter, and the envelope was sealed with cowhide, and the seal was sewn with fine threads, and it was also sealed with fire paint.

There wasn't much text on it, just "Confidential" and "Feng".

Tian Zhiyu put the letter in his arms and said, "I will try my best to deliver it, but where is this Cloud City?"

The red scarf looked at him like an alien, sighed, took out a ball of things from the ribbon around his waist, handed it to him, and said, "This is a map with the location of Cloudsdale on it, just press the map, you can find it." ”

He looked at the snowy mountain, pointed in one direction, and continued, "Or you just have to walk in this direction and keep walking, and you can reach Cloudsdale." However, you may encounter a lot of Yiren along the way, I just hope you are careful and careful. ”

Tian Zhiyu took the map, opened it and browsed it, this is a map made of cowhide, which is clearly marked with cities, mountains and rivers and so on.

He didn't have time to take a closer look, he put away the map first, and saw that the red scarf was already dying, and the breath that he was probably holding on to had completely loosened after handing over the secret letter to Tian Zhiyu.

He leaned his back against the stone, closed his eyes, and waited silently for death to come.

Tian Zhiyu didn't want him to die so soon, he still had too many questions to ask him for.

He didn't expect that he would inexplicably take on such a major task on the first day he arrived, and until now he hadn't figured out where this was, who were on both sides of the fight just now, and who was the name of the red scarf master in front of him.

And the red scarf still didn't answer any of his questions.

He finally tried to open his eyes and look at the sky, and then at the back of the snow-capped mountains, and after his deep and sad eyes, he was probably endless nostalgia and reluctance, and then closed his eyes, and whispered something in his mouth, and after a pause, it was probably a secret book or a religious slogan, and after coughing a few times, there was no sound.

After a long time, Tian Zhiyu stepped forward and probed his snort, which was already out of breath.

This dreamlike everything made Tian Zhiyu foggy, and everything that happened in a short period of time left him too many mysteries.