Qinglong Gorge is an artificial canyon between the two mountains. It is only two miles long, with a wall of about three meters high, the width of the valley bottom is only more than ten meters, and the narrowest part is only five meters. It is the only passage north of Chenzhou.

In the past two days, Pan Long has encountered some inexplicable things one after another and has been feeling uneasy. Therefore, when he entered the mouth of Qinglong Canyon, he was on guard and looked around, fearing that something unexpected happened. As a result, it was fine. When he ran forward for a while, when he reached the narrowest part of the canyon, Pan Long's muscles were tight again and he was ready to deal with it, but it was still fine;

In front, there were already soldiers in groups of three or three rushing out of the south entrance of the canyon cheering. Panlong's body suddenly relaxed and murmured: "Thank you for the blessing of the White Tiger Ancestor!"

The lingering sound of Panlong's words was not broken, and suddenly dust flew in front of him. The stones were covered with layers of grassy mud fell from the cliff walls on both sides, smashing two unlucky Tujia soldiers to the ground, and then slid down one after another, blocking the valley entrance in front.

When the dust rose, Pan Long quickly leaned his body against the rock wall, stood tightly close to his body, staring at everything around him with a vigilant look.

"Bang" sounded a few lights, and more than a dozen soldiers in Tujia costumes jumped off the rock wall. They began to slash and slash the unexpected Tujia soldiers to the ground. A big man with a tattoo on his face roared and headed straight for Panlong. It was Zhang Bin who was reluctant to send a message along the way.

After Zhang Bin and Qin Hansheng led ten Tanzhou surrendered soldiers to successfully infiltrate the Tujia deserter team, they first pretended to be infighting and made trouble in the tribal camp on the west bank of the Xiangjiang River, and then pretended to be attacked in the middle of the night to scare Pan Long. After that, they accelerated their pace and ran to the front, searching for the ambush along the way. They suddenly saw the unique Qinglong Gorge, and then set up secretly.

As early as half an hour ago, they had already sent a soldier to bypass the mountain and contacted Ge Chang, who had been chasing behind Panlong, and made an appointment to attack him from the south entrance of Qinglongxia.

At this time, when he heard a shout of killing in front of him, he kept asking everyone to remain quiet. He listened to the movements ahead and immediately waved his sword and roared: "Attack with all your might!"

After saying that, Ge Chang took the first two steps, swung his knife to cut off the rope cover of the horse-driving carriage on the first accompanying carriage, turned over the horse, kicked his feet hard, and rushed out first. The pursuers who had been arranged to rest in the carriage also acted quickly, grabbed the horse with their hands and feet, and had to run wildly after hesitating.

Soon, six cars and twelve horses formed a four-horse, one row, and three rows of impact formations, and quickly ran forward. Following closely behind was a neat infantry and army formation.

The horse team ran through the north entrance of Qinglong Gorge. After a few breaths, they could see the situation on the battlefield. Ge Chang yelled again: "Everyone accelerates!" After saying that, he flipped the back of the knife with his right hand and slashed hard on the horse's buttocks.

The horse neighed with pain and immediately ran hard again. Ge Chang lowered his body and slashed hard on his left and right.

The twelve cavalrymen were a nightmare existence compared to the exhausted Tujia soldiers. They wanted to avoid them in horror, but their bodies that were already exhausted were not obedient at all, either being knocked away by a galloping horse, or being cut down with a knife on their heads, and were immediately defeated.

One by one, the roaring pursuit infantry quickly wedged along the bloody paths they rode on horseback, chopping the Tujia soldiers to the ground or pushing them to the edge of the cliff.

"Surrender and don't kill!" Ge Chang's roar sounded on the battlefield like thunder, and the other soldiers immediately responded loudly.

There was no way forward, there were pursuers behind, but they couldn't run. Soon, the smart Tujia soldiers ran to the edge of the cliff, fell to the ground, raised their weapons high, and surrendered.

As soon as the road was opened, the pursuers behind advanced faster.

At this time, Zhang Bin and the others were in trouble. The Tujia soldiers who knew that there was no way out were also crazy. They shouted the name of the White Tiger God Ancestor and quickly surrounded more than ten soldiers. Soon, the soldiers behind rushed to the blocking road.

Zhang Bin's sword was like lightning, forcing Pan Long tightly in front of the cliff, blocking left and right, in a mess.

"Pan Long, if you dare to hurt my brother, you are dead!" Zhang Bin kept roaring, his hands getting stronger one after another.

"Don't hurt my elder brother!" Pan Song hurriedly directed the others to surround the guards and arranged for others to bring barricades. Only then did he free up and attack Zhang Bin.

At this moment, a piece of thatch on the top of the cliff quietly lifted up. Qin Hansheng, who had been lurking for a long time, put a sharp arrow that had been sweating on the bow, aimed at Panlong, and shot it out suddenly.

Pan Song, who was forced back by Zhang Bin, looked just overwhelmed by the arrow. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately rushed over and blocked the arrow with his body.

With a "puff", the sharp arrow pierced deeply into Pansong's chest. Pansong roared in pain, struggled and shouted, "Brother, go quickly", and fell down dejectedly.

Pan Long's liver and gallbladder were split, his eyes were red. Unexpectedly, Pan Song, who had the best relationship with him, fell down like this. He suddenly became angry, swung the knife suddenly, blocked Zhang Bin's knife, used all his strength, and pushed Zhang Bin back two steps.

The only two remaining guards of Pan Song rushed forward, one of whom rushed straight to Zhang Bin, and the other went to pull Pan Song, shouting: "General Pan, go quickly, the Tujia clan cannot be without you!"

Zhang Bin took two steps back, cut down a personal guard with one knife, and pounced on him again.

Two more cold arrows shot, one nailed the guard who was pulling Panlong to the ground, and one shot Panlong's left arm through.

"Protect General Pan!" Five Tujia soldiers rushed up. The two of them entangled Zhang Bin. The three of them pulled Pan Long and rushed forward quickly.

Zhang Bin roared twice and chopped down the two soldiers again, but he was five meters away from Panlong, and he lowered his hair and chased after him.

Just as Pan Long was protected by someone and was about to pass through the roadblock, the body of a Tujia soldier who was lying on the ground suddenly moved. The steel knife in his hand jumped out like a poisonous snake and stabbed it directly into Pan Long's lower abdomen. It was another special soldier who was accompanying him. He fell to the ground and pretended to be dead at the beginning of the attack, just for this moment! At the same time, Qin Hansheng's arrows also arrived and shot down the three soldiers who protected Pan Long one by one.

"General Pan!" The Tujia soldiers who were running away frantically surrounded Pan Long, who had fallen to the ground, and quickly withdrew.

Qin Hansheng no longer pretended, stood up and shot arrows along the side of the cliff, constantly shooting down the Tujia soldiers who protected their masters. However, Tujia soldiers stood up one by one.

When the twelfth soldier was shot down, Qin Hansheng's arrows finally used up and had to stop chasing forward.

At this time, Zhang Bin also chased through the roadblock and cut down seven or eight soldiers who turned around and attacked, but the distance was even further away from Pan Long!

"Zhang Bin, stop chasing!" A sudden shout came, and it was Ge Chang who had already attacked here.

Zhang Bin slashed the steel knife in his hand at a soldier who was still moving after being injured, and roared in front of him: "Panlong, you will die without a place to bury!"

Ge Chang jumped off his horse and ran to the roadblock. He watched the scattered Tujia soldiers jump into the surrounding hillsides and disappeared. He sighed and whispered in Zhang Bin's ear: "Mr. Lin has an order. If you don't do anything, let Pan Long be let go. When our reinforcements come, we will completely destroy the Tujia people in Chenzhou!"

After appeaseing Zhang Bin, Ge Chang turned around and shouted loudly: "All the resisters will kill you! Quickly clear the battlefield! We will return to Tanzhou to report to Lord Lin!"

The results of the battle were soon counted, and the comparison of casualties on the battlefield was very different: except for five soldiers lurking in the Tujia clan with Zhang Bin, Ge Chang had only two guards, four elite Wuchang soldiers died in battle, and only twenty-one were slightly injured. The number of casualties of Tujia soldiers was considerable. Nearly 200 people died on the spot, including Pan Song, and 107 surrendered people. In the end, less than 100 people followed Pan Long's escape.

As for property, Tujia soldiers basically threw away all the things they carried on the battlefield. They were almost at their doorstep, but they still couldn't save the money that made them crazy.

Seeing the money and weapons that were soon discarded in the six carriages, Ge Chang ordered the soldiers to tie all the surrenders together, tie all the remaining spoils to them, and then ordered them to return the same way.

So, these surrenders became the most tragic group of people, the road they had just sacrificed their lives to run, and the property was still the property. However, now, they still have to walk back all the way, and the property had to be sent back intact, but what awaits them was an unknown fate!
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