After Chen Qin left, Zhang Mo was a little scared when he saw Zhao Mengfu's eyebrows furrowed.

"Your Highness, are you planning to go to Baoan Prefecture?"

Zhao Mengfu replied, "That's right. ”

"But Your Highness. ”

Zhang Mo was a little scared, and said: "You have also seen that Mongolia has always been cruel, just an army, and there are less than 200 brothers left. If we continue to go and encounter the Mongol army, we will not be able to save His Highness's life!"

Zhao Mengfu replied, "I know!" But his eyes were calm, but they were full of determination.

Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment, with a little puzzlement, and asked again: "Since this is the case, then you still want to go?"

"Yes. After all, as you have seen, if this war continues, you don't know how many people will die. ”

Zhao Mengfu smiled bitterly, and raised his head with firmness: "Since this is the case, then I have to go to Baoanzhou, if I can persuade the King of Jin to stop and make a contract with Mongolia, I may be able to reduce some losses a little." ”

After last night's night, he saw the tragic death of everyone, and he felt sorry for himself.

But as soon as he thought that the war was still going on, Zhao Mengfu had already made up his mind in his heart, and he planned to go to stop this matter in person.

Zhang Mo opened his mouth wide, with a demented look: "Peace?" Fu You became nervous, and said, "Your Highness." Do you think that the king of Jin will listen to you? She has been planning this matter for ten years, how can she give up because of your words alone?"

"Anyway, you have to give it a try. Isn't it?" Zhao Mengfu smiled loudly, having already made a decision in his heart, and seeing the timidity on the faces of the guards, he said: "As for you, if you are afraid and don't want to continue to follow me, you can leave." And I will also give you a hundred dollars as the cost of the placement. ”

After the previous battle, they knew that this place was dangerous, no better than Lin'an, where the forbidden army was in charge, and they might die on the spot if they were not careful, and they were already afraid in their hearts.

Hearing Zhao Mengfu's words again, dozens of people were ashamed in their hearts, bowed to Zhao Mengfu, and said, "Your Highness, please forgive us for our incompetence. ”

That Baoding Prefecture is a place where soldiers must fight, and a large number of Mongolian cavalry will definitely be gathered.

"No problem. You are also family people, so naturally you have many concerns. Although Zhao Mengfu was a little disappointed, he didn't say much.

Letting someone die for their own decisions is not what he wants.

"Your Highness, please cherish this journey!"

Everyone bowed their heads in unison, with shame on their faces, and even looked up at others to feel shy.

In this way, they hid the thoughts in their hearts, walked in front of Zhang Mo, led their own sons, and then turned around and ran in the direction of Chang'an.

The whole process was silent, which made the atmosphere feel depressing.

There was a sound of cicadas, and the people who called were restless.

The sun is blazing, and the roasting person is irritable.

After those people left, the accompanying guards were reduced by more than half, and there were only about a hundred people left in front of them.

"What about you?"

Looking at Zhang Mo, Zhao Mengfu asked again.

Zhang Mo smiled bitterly, seeing that Zhao Mengfu was firm-minded, he knew that no matter how hard he persuaded him, it would be absolutely impossible for the other party to give up, so he said, "Your Highness." My parents are dead, where is there a place to go? ”

"Thank you then!"

Zhao Mengfu was a little relieved, at least he still had someone to accompany him now.

After saying goodbye to Chen Qin, the group ran towards Baoanzhou.

Baoanzhou, also more than 600 miles away from Tongchuan, because of the war between the Red Phoenix Army and Mongolia, there were many displaced people along the way, and many bandits took advantage of the turbulent moment to make trouble, killing people and setting fires, raping and plundering, which can be described as all evil.

No, they had just walked out of Tongchuan less than a day's journey when they saw dozens of bandits in the distance escorting a group of women towards the nearby cottage.

When Zhao Mengfu saw this scene, he felt that his eyes were red, and although Zhang Mo persuaded him bitterly, he still stood up and shouted: "What are you doing in broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun?"

The bandits in the distance looked stunned, and they saw Zhao Mengfu and his party.

The leader is sturdy, holding a notched knife in his hand that he doesn't know where to pick it up, and he is holding a beautiful girl in his arms.

When he saw Zhao Mengfu blocking the way, he raised the big knife in his hand and threatened: "Where did you come from, Xiao Maotou, get away from Ye as soon as possible!"

Although he looked threatening, he only felt that he had some cruel words.

After all, Zhao Mengfu and the others are all wearing armor and loaded with guns, and they are not good goods at first glance, if there is a real conflict, they will only die themselves.

"Benefactor, please help me!"

When the girl saw the crowd here, she immediately struggled.

Dahan might as well for a while, and immediately let the girl escape, his face was shocked, and he immediately scolded directly: "You bitch, how dare you run away?"

Zhao Mengfu looked worried, and hurriedly said: "General Zhang, don't let that girl be attacked by the enemy!"

"Understood!"

Zhang Mo drank in a deep voice, and the gun in his hand rose in response, and with a "bang", the king of the mountain immediately fell to the ground, splashing blood and splattering the girl's face.

"Red Phoenix Army! It's Red Phoenix Army here!"

When the rest of the people saw their king slain and the black iron pipes, they immediately remembered the legends that had been passed down in this land.

They left their captives behind and fled.

Zhang Mo was not interested in chasing, so he put away his gun and said to Zhao Mengfu: "Your Highness, it has been resolved. ”

Zhao Mengfu was glad that he had not killed too much for a while, his lips lightly opened and spit out the turbidity in his chest, walked up to the girl, and comforted: "This girl doesn't need to worry that you are safe!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

The girl nodded repeatedly, still looking frightened.

Zhao Mengfu looked at this woman, and noticed that the other party's cheekbones were towering, and his eyes were pale green, which was very different from the people of the Central Plains, and heard that the other party's tone was blunt, and immediately asked: "Look at your appearance and tone, which is not very different from my Han people, but I don't know who you are?"

The woman was originally emotionally calm, but after hearing this, she fell into inexplicable fear, and quickly knelt down again, and practiced and said, "Don't, don't kill me!"

"Kill you?"

Zhao Mengfu was a little confused, seeing that this girl had been buttoning her head vigorously, and her forehead was already blurred with flesh and blood.

With pity in his heart, he hurriedly stepped forward, helped the girl up, and persuaded, "Don't worry, we won't kill you." ”

This time, the girl felt the kindness released by Zhao Mengfu, and her mood recovered.

It's just that she was probably too tired, so when she calmed down, she talked about the past in a deep voice.