"The success of a scheme depends not only on the subtlety of the scheme, but also on the predictability of the scheme and the extent to which the person who carries it out. The woman no longer looked at Ji Xingbai, but looked at the sky of Chu Realm, and said calmly: "Tens of thousands of troops escorted tens of thousands of people who were driven away, as a cultivator, it is easy to find an opportunity to leave, and it is also easy to find an opportunity to enter these people, and the most important thing is that no one would think that I would come to these people." ”

Ji Xingbai inhaled deeply, his heart beating violently, and a sickly flush gradually appeared on his pale face.

Indeed, no one would have imagined that she would blend in with the crowd of deportees.

The current Emperor of Chu is Liling Jun, but everyone knows that the most powerful ruler of the Great Chu Dynasty is the Empress Dowager, who was once known as the Demon Concubine of Zhao.

And now the legendary ruler of the Great Chu Dynasty is in front of his eyes.

This is definitely the most dangerous move.

Because in a sense, as long as she is killed, the outcome of this war is already sealed.

Without her existence, the Great Chu Dynasty quickly fell apart and collapsed in chaos.

The cultivators of Changling would pay attention to the movements of any powerful cultivator in the military of the Great Chu Dynasty, but I am afraid that no one can truly understand her, and no one will be able to know her movements.

She is here, and in itself an impossible miracle.

The woman, the former Concubine Zhao Xiang, and the current Empress Dowager of Chu looked at the sky, and sat down like the lonely and helpless women in this team.

Even the posture and demeanor are very similar.

She sat on the ground with her hands folded in front of her knees, her chin hanging down from her knees.

In fact, sometimes the loneliness and sadness are not deliberately pretended by her.

Even in the palace of the Great Chu Dynasty, she was very lonely, and every day for the place where she sits, many bloody things would happen, some people who hated her died, and some people who were loyal to her were also dying.

Just as the Qin army was evacuating, she also learned of the death of her master in Changling.

She also thought that her master had died in the bloody rain of the years before Yuan Wu ascended the throne, and now she knew that her master had been hidden in the palace of Changling all these years, but she knew that her master was still alive all these years, and her master was now dead.

So she's really sad right now.

Her master died for these Chu people in Yangshan County, so saving the lives of these more than 70,000 Chu people is equivalent to her master's last life.

In the dark, it is like providence.

"If you want to fight me here, I'll fight you here. She looked at the sunset on the horizon, and said in her heart to the hostess in the Changling Palace, who didn't know if she would be sad because of whom.

Twilight is coming.

Light will bring warmth, darkness will make people panic and lost, if you can't calm the emotions of these more than 70,000 Chu people, when the night is over, despair will spread completely.

Fortunately, there is no problem with her observation these days, and the true essence of Ji Xingbai's cultivation method also has the function of temporarily freeing people from the torment caused by hunger and illness.

Even though Ji Xingbai was only a cultivator of the Six Realms, a cultivator like him, who had already become a pillar in the hearts of many people in the ranks, stood up more effective than the encouragement of any one from outside the Seven Realms.

Before the last rays of the setting sun were gone, he managed to get the group back on the trek to the small lake she had spoken.

The sound of water was everywhere.

By the light of the fire, some prime of life began to try to fish under the guidance of some experienced fishers.

It's a shallow lake, and most of the water is chest-deep for a man, so I fear that when the dry season comes, it will dry up and turn into pasture.

Exhausted, Ji Xingbai walked to the bank of the river below her and sat down in silence.

There are things to do that can distract some people and bring hope, but after dawn tomorrow, whether these more than 70,000 people will follow his advice depends only on whether there is any Chu army that can send some food and medicine tonight.

However, even with her promise, how could Chu Jun do it?

The rations needed by more than 70,000 people are not a few, even if arrangements have been made a long time ago, how can a corresponding number of Chu troops be able to hide from the eyes and ears of the Qin army and get here safely?

He couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to question it, or even dare to look at and talk to the woman again, so as not to make her seem a little special.

Like ordinary women and children, Concubine Zhao Xiangfei chose a hay field to sit on, her eyes seemed to stay on the fishermen in the shallow lake, but in fact they fell to the opposite shore of the lake.

Without warning, Ji Xingbai's breathing suddenly became difficult.

He felt the ground tremble suddenly, coming from the other side of the shallow lake.

At this time, apart from cultivators like him, these Chu people gathered on the shore of the lake couldn't feel this tremor coming from the ground in the distance at all.

But after only a few breaths, he was sure that it was the vibration of countless iron hooves beating the ground at an extremely fast rate.

It's an army on the move, and it's far beyond the limits of a cavalry army.

The speed and frequency with which countless iron hooves hit the ground made him feel a sense of desperation.

He suddenly understood something, and he stood up, choking in his throat for a moment, but his eyes were filled with tears.

Speed!

Even the speed that can only be achieved by ignoring the safety of the mount under him and squeezing the life force of the mount beyond the limit.

In the ten minutes after he stood up, the prime of life who stood in the lake to fish first felt something strange, they saw strange ripples on the surface of the water, and then heard the noise of the four fields in the darkness.

It was another army running wildly, hooves pounding the ground violently, but still not as fast as the previous one.

The army did whatever it takes, like a gust of wind, frantically towards the shallow lake.

Ji Xingbai couldn't control his emotions, and in the darkness, he turned his head and glanced at Concubine Zheng Xiangfei on the shore of the lake behind him.

He saw that Concubine Zheng Xiang was still sitting, as if she was one with those ordinary women and children, but her face was full of unspeakable solemnity.

Sneer...

The sound of hooves like thunder was suddenly drowned out by countless violent sounds of breaking the air.

Countless streams of fire appeared in the air, accompanied by more tiny black shadows, those were arrows, talismans, and possibly the flying swords of cultivators.

Countless roars rang out from the wind-like army that was frantically rushing towards the shallow lake, but no one cared about the life-harvesting arrows or flying swords, and the huge continuous shouts and roars only accelerated again.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and the sound of crackling.

The trees and reeds on the shore of the lake were smashed apart by the black shadows that came one after another, and the crackling sound of dead branches and bones was intertwined, so that all the Chu people on the other side of the lake opened their mouths and couldn't breathe, as if they were petrified, looking at this picture that they had never seen or imagined.

The galloping horses rushed out of the shore of the lake in a rage, slammed into the front like meteorites, slammed through the bushes and reeds, and then smashed into the lake in front of them.

Countless rays of gold and iron light fell, and more of them pierced into their bodies as they rushed down.

The air on the other side of the lake was full of winds of gold and iron, fire and murderous intent, and death.

Groups of unimaginably fast cavalry, regardless of everything that fell upon them, just rushed forward, forward, killed, and rushed into the lake.

Such images do not exist only for a moment, but for a long time.

Soon, the entire shallow lake was stained red with blood, and even at night, the deep blood color could be seen.

When all the shouts and roars finally ceased, and there were no more furious horses crashing into the lake with their riders, and the gold and iron flowing in the air were finally gone, except for some more intelligible sound of horses' hooves crashing against the ground in a frustrated manner, and roaming around.

At this time, many Chu people began to breathe again, and many people cried.

Some people looked at the horses floating on the surface of the lake and the remains of the sergeants, and began to understand what was happening, and their bodies began to tremble.

Ji Xingbai's hands kept trembling, he was not a general, but even if he was a general, he might not have seen thousands of cavalry soldiers die in this way in this life, dying in front of him.

He looked across the lake, and in the remaining firelight, some of the remaining fires reflected the figures of some cavalry soldiers in armor as they withdrew.

His hands were cold but his body was hot, and his blood seemed to be gone, burning in his body.

"Let the horses and the bodies be recovered. The body needs to be disposed of as soon as possible, otherwise it will contaminate the water source. ”

However, at this moment, a cold voice came into his ear, he knew that it was the voice of Concubine Zheng Xiangfei into his ear, and he also understood that this coldness was not because of coldness and ruthlessness, but against their enemies.

"The food they carry with them is not enough to last long, and they need to smoke the horse meat of these war horses as soon as possible. ”

"Try to give up useless grief, if the lives of these 4,000 people are not as strong as the strength of more than 70,000 people, then the Great Chu Dynasty will really die. ”

On the shore of the lake, she hung her head and said word by word, bringing such a voice into Ji Xingbai's ears.