Jiaohua

Chapter 93
Chongyi's summer this year is more eccentric than in previous years.

Either heavy rains, swamps all over the place, or sun exposure, just like now.

The sky is clear and there are no clouds. It is as blue as a wash. The flowers are interspersed on the official roads and wild paths, and the green mountains and fields like the sea are embellished with beauty.

Song Erlang led Zheng Beijun's first team of nearly 200 people around a small mountain and headed north.

He was not familiar with the terrain here, and he didn't trust these Zhaoyun soldiers, so he sent a scout to explore the road.

Walk for a while, stop and draw for a while, although the speed is slow, but you have a general understanding of the topography of this area.

The sun was blazing, and it was not easy to paint on horseback. Song Erlang bowed his entire back and drew with a brush.

The soldiers were also sitting on their horses, sweating profusely, but no one raised their hands to wipe the sweat.

There is a big lake next to it, you can stop to rest and wash your face with clean water, but Song Erlang did not order.

There can be no slack, not only the defense of the environment, but also the will and fighting spirit of the people.

This area is really too big, the plains in front are fine, and after going deep into the mountains, there are all dangerous mountains and deep valleys.

On the marching record, he wrote several more strokes, and another scout beat his horse and returned: "Lang general! We found a thief in front!"

Song Erlang's eyes brightened for a moment, and he raised his head: "How many people, what are they doing, where is it, and what is the terrain?"

"More than one hundred people are resting and eating food. Three miles northwest, the terrain is long and narrow, and it can be attacked by fire."

The meaning of the fire attack is not to really encourage Song Erlang to go to the fire attack, but to visually depict the terrain, which means that the surrounding is narrow, with little or no water, and once a fire breaks out, there is no escape.

On the battlefield, against the clock, concise words are forged by countless battles, big and small.

To hit or not to hit is easy to judge.

Song Erlang put away the pen and paper, and said solemnly, "Let's go and have a look!"

I'm not in a hurry to do it, because this strange thing is simply out of the blue.

In a few days, there will be troops coming from the south, which is specially dispatched by Qin Saburo's father.

The number of troops is not yet known, but it will not be his poor 500 people.

Because Panyun Road is going to garrison troops, and it has been raining heavily on the mountain, I want to know why these horse thieves have been active recently.

The various horse thieves gangs are also not on good terms. I heard that there was a firefight in Shiqiao County not long ago.

So, how could there be 100 people alone resting there, or such a terrain that is easy to start with at first glance.

I don't know if it is designed to lure them, or designed to lure other horse thieves.

Xia Zhaoyi drove a long distance with a burden on her back, following the horse's hooves, and finally saw the unowned horse in front of her.

The horse was grazing slowly by the water, apparently forgetting the pain in his hip.

Xia Zhaoyi stopped and looked at its straight buttocks, and suddenly regretted that he had put such a heavy hand.

Horses are all spiritual, and I don’t know if they recognize their masters or hold grudges?
However, this horse is not a good horse, so the spirituality should be weaker.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't know much about horses, so she could only think so comfortingly.

And it seems that the horse's temperament is quite gentle.

After thinking about it, she walked over, and when she was about to get close, she picked some grass and stretched out her little hand high, wanting to feed it to its mouth.

The horse avoided his head in disgust.

Uh.

Xia Zhaoyi walked over and raised the grass again: "I have short hands, so I won't hold it for long. Why don't you come and eat."

How could the horse understand her.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at its hooves, estimated how likely it was that he would be kicked away, and what positions would be needed to avoid it in time.

Then she carefully reached out and stroked the horse's neck.

The horse felt nothing and continued to eat its grass and drink its water.

"Look, we are also destined. Although I followed your footsteps, I'm actually chasing my own way. I was going to go this way." Xia Zhaoyi touched it again.

The little hand was cold, and it was a little itchy against the horse, and the horse looked back.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled at it.

Unexpectedly, Ma'er still didn't pay the bill, turned around and walked slowly to the other side.

"You..." Xia Zhaoyi was depressed.

However, she was not frustrated, and kept up with her reluctantly.

One person and one horse, they kept dawdling. After walking for half a mile, Xia Zhaoyi's expression suddenly tightened, and he looked up to the west.

There are birds flying in the forest, although there are not many, but they are in pieces, from far to near.

someone is coming.

She patted the neck of the dismounted horse with some regret, turned and walked towards the jungle on the other side.

Annoyed by the absence of the horse, he looked back in confusion, and then followed silently.

Xia Zhaoyi turned to look at it, smiled suddenly, and reached out to hold its reins: "Go!"

Opposite the small lake, Song Erlang just brought people here, and when he looked up, he saw the back of the girl who was holding a horse in front of the mountain and flashed by.

"Ali?" Song Erlang whispered.

It's really her.

The clothes on his body were changed, and the whole person became more energetic, and the hair was coiled with wooden hairpins, and a few locks were hanging under the bun.

How could this little girl appear here?
Lenovo's Aunt Feng and Yu Ma's descriptions, especially what Qian Qianqian said, made Song Erlang feel more and more anxious.

Many people have also seen it there.

The scout next to him was surprised: "Girl?"

Song Erlang looked at the two soldiers behind him: "You two go to follow her, it's better to call her back, a little girl, what is it like to be wandering outside."

"Wandering..." a soldier said.

Describe a girl, right?

Song Erlang had already pulled the reins, and said to the scout, "Go on, let's go."

"Yes!"

Xia Zhaoyi had already sensed the movement behind her, so she quickly hid in and tied the horse under the tree.

She climbed a tall tree on the other side and hid on top.

Through the layers of green leaves, she stared at the horse below, her ears perched high.

Soon, the sound of horse hooves was heard from below.

Looks like it has been discovered.

She frowned slightly, looking at the horse with some regret.

"Be careful, there may be an ambush," a male voice said.

"Ah."

The two soldiers clenched their spears and walked towards the inside with their horses under their crotch. Their faces were serious and they were waiting solemnly.

Xia Zhaoyi changed her angle and hid herself more secretly.

"Only horses," said the male voice earlier.

The soldier dismounted from the horse and reached out to release the horse's reins.

Seeing the armor he was wearing and the long spear he was holding, Xia Zhaoyi was stunned for a moment, and something in his chest seemed to boil up instantly, surging violently, rushing towards the limbs and bones, igniting a soup of blood.

She tried her best to hold back, not showing her emotions.

It was not until she saw the warhorse following the soldier that she could finally confirm it.

Dawan horses are horses that the horse thieves can't even grab.

Xia Zhaoyi loosened the branches and jumped down.

They turned around suddenly: "Who!"

The spear came straight at the door.

(End of this chapter)