Traveling to Xianwu

Chapter 83
Han Xiaoying gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said softly: "Hua Zheng, the matter has come to this, what's the use of crying, let's listen to the second senior brother, and find a way to get out."

"Sister Huazheng, don't cry, I feel sad when you cry." Guo Jing stood beside her, and there was some redness in his eyes, "My mother just passed away, so I didn't cry too much. What's the use of crying, we should spend more energy on revenge."

After hearing Guo Jing's words, Huazheng raised her head: "Auntie passed away too?" Guo Jing's mother, Li Ping, was gentle and kind, and treated her very well. Huazheng naturally liked her very much. Second favorite person.

Guo Jing nodded heavily, staring at the small courtyard where layers of smog rose, and said resolutely: "No matter what, I will definitely avenge this revenge."

"What's going on at the Golden Tent? Let's go to Mrs. He'erun and lead someone out." Zhu Cong interrupted them, and asked about the situation at the Golden Tent.

"Over there, over there" mentioned the other side of the golden tent, and Huazheng's eyes appeared rain of arrow clusters, blood everywhere, and the corpses of women and children in the tribe.Hua Zheng's eyes turned red again.Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm himself down and said: "The people on the other side of the golden tent are almost dead. Wang Han's tens of thousands of cavalry are surrounded by the golden tent, and Mrs. He'erun is also surrounded. When I came over, the Golden Tent was about to be captured."

"Ah?" Everyone was startled, they didn't expect the core of the camp to be surrounded by enemy cavalry.A few of us wanted to find Mrs. He'erun to gather a team to break through, but it didn't seem to work. Fortunately, Huazheng came over. If it wasn't for that, a few of us would have just died in the past, and now only a few of us managed to break out of the encirclement.

"What should I do?" Quan Jinfa was a little anxious.If you want to break out from the crowd of thousands of troops, the strength of a few people is definitely not enough.

Ke Zhen E thumped the snake stick in his hand, and shouted: "Why panic! Brother, give me an idea." Zhu Cong was the smartest of them, and it was most appropriate for him to come up with an idea.

Zhu Cong nodded, thinking about the current plan.It must be impossible to break through by force, if it is hard, then you can only come to the soft ground. Out of the corner of your eye, you can't help but glance at the corpses on the ground, fold your fan in your hand, and shout: "Yes!"

Beside a ruined yurt, smoke from exhaustion rose, and three Mongolian cavalrymen rode carelessly on their horses.From time to time, large groups of cavalry rode past them.A Mongolian tiger hat on the side was lowered to the ground, and he said nervously to a Mongolian cavalryman who looked like a leader: "Second Master, can this be done? Will they not see it?"

The Mongolian man dressed up was Guo Jing.The second master he was talking about was naturally Zhu Cong.Zhu Cong came up with an idea when he saw the corpses.They pretended to be Wang Han's cavalry and slowly approached the periphery in an attempt to break out of the encirclement.But now there are only four sets of Mongolian soldiers' clothes, and there are eight of them together and they have to find eight sets.

Zhu Cong rolled his eyes at Guo Jing, thinking that this is the time, why are you still saying this: "Jing'er, you are taller than me, now you don't want to think about anything else, you are just a cavalryman, nothing else matters to you When Guo Jing heard this, his face flushed, but his chest was much higher.

Another person next to him pretending to be a Mongolian cavalryman was Nan Xiren. Among them, he was the best in kung fu and stable, so he was chosen. Brother, I think this idea is good."

The three said so in a low voice, and three cavalrymen passed by, Zhu Cong reached out and called them in Mongolian. He has been in the grassland for several years, and the clever Zhu Cong has learned the Mongolian language long ago.Zhu Cong waved to stop them.

The three cavalrymen saw that they were cavalrymen who looked like centurions, so they didn't dare to be negligent. The officials of the Wanghan tribe were strict, and the lower-ranking ones treated the higher-ranking ones with courtesy.Zhu Cong didn't say much, just said: "There's something over here." He turned around and went back, beckoning them to follow.

The three cavalrymen followed to the corner of the yurt, and before they could figure it out, the huge force caused them to fall off their horses one after another.After the three men settled down, the three of Zhu Cong repeated their plan and called in two more cavalrymen.After the clothes and horses were prepared, several people changed into the clothes of the Mongolian soldiers. Although Han Xiaoying and Huazheng's two dwarfs did not fit well, it was not obvious when they were riding on the horse. Their faces were covered with dust, and they could not be seen at all. It turned out that there were two girls, but by mistake, there were only two thin Mongolian boys.

A group of eight people rode their horses and galloped silently to the west. According to Zhu Cong's estimate, the west camp had the least smog, so it should be the place where the enemy was weaker.All the way through countless dilapidated yurts, or those with smoldering fires, or those with dripping blood corpses, to the gate of Xiying.The once incomparably majestic Yuanmen fell to the ground desolately, trampled by countless people and horses, its majesty has long been wiped out.

Baqi had just stepped through the gate, left the west camp, and arrived outside Temujin's camp. Before he could get there, the sound of rattling horses came in front of several people.Zhang Zhangli pointed his bow and arrow at them. "Why didn't you go to kill the enemy, but ran out of the camp." The cavalry headed by him was dressed in the costume of the Kingdom of Jin, whipped his whip in the air, and reprimanded him sternly.

These people are the Jin Kingdom's mission team. During this trip, Yan Honglie brought more than half of the Jin Kingdom's mission guards. Excluding the thousand guards by his side, the rest were dispatched in units of hundreds of people to sweep up those who slipped through the net. Yu, they saw that several people were all dressed up in the Wang Han tribe, but they were walking out, and they immediately became suspicious. The captain waved, and the subordinates behind him opened their bows and arrows, and if any one was wrong, they would shoot the arrow.

Baqi was stunned for a while. He didn't expect to meet the cavalry of the Jinren just after leaving the camp, and there were still as many as a hundred of them. Zhu Cong reined in the reins and measured the distance to the man with his eyes. It was about tens of meters away. It might not be easy to rush over, so I frowned involuntarily.

Zhu Cong nodded and rode his horse to meet him.He greeted him from a distance, "My lord of the Kingdom of Jin, our trip is under the order of the young master Shi Du..." Zhu Cong rode his horse and approached him unhurriedly. If he rode too fast, he was afraid of causing his shock vigilance.

The cavalry captain of the Kingdom of Jin was showing off his might in the Wanghan tribe during this time, and he relaxed his vigilance when he saw the other party being respectful, and at this moment Zhu Cong stretched out his hand into his arms, thinking that the other party was going to bribe him, and he was even more triumphant at the moment. But it might as well be that Zhu Cong took out an object from his arms and threw it directly at his face, and at the same time, with luck under his feet, he flew into the air.He fell behind his horse like a wild goose, and the captain hadn't had time to react.Zhu Cong was already sitting behind him with a smile, a sharp dagger was pressed against the back of his neck.

(End of this chapter)