In summer nights, insects chirping sounded at the grass beside the road.

After the skylight fell, the roar of horse hooves came from the wind at night. The shadows were riding on the official road, and the torch was winding. In the dim light, the horses running by were showing ferociousness. Soon after, he whipped "thumbs up" in his mouth, pulled the reins, raised his hand, and the horses behind him gradually stopped.

He sucked his nose, and the blood in the air had not yet dissipated.

The torch light gathered from behind to illuminate the surroundings. Walking in the middle of the road, the hard soil became soft and squeezed out dark water stains. Then, when stepping on something, the torch moved downwards and was a broken palm. The horses in the dark, who were struggling to see the fire, raised their necks and screamed and screamed in a short hint of wickedness. Everyone's vision expanded. Around the road, the bodies covered the official road, and most of them had no complete shape.

Yan Liang walked through the corpse and glanced at the head inserted in a broken spear next to him. It was a deputy general under Gao Lan. There was a tree on the road ahead, and there was a figure hanging on it. When the flames approached, Gao Lan, whose armor was pulled out, was covered in blood. At this time, he seemed to feel the flames, and opened his eyes weakly.

He waved to the guards behind him.

Several people took torches and put the man down from the tree. The figure of the beast's bronze armor walked over and looked down at Gao Lan who was gradually awakening on the ground: "...General Gao, do you know the origin of that group of thieves?"

"Ah...uh..." The eyes of black and white little popped out of anger, and opened their lips slightly, and could only make unclear sounds, he roared with sadness, pulling a grass tightly across his hand, shaking it.

"Where are they leaving?"

Gao Lan raised his arm tremblingly and pointed to the west.

On the other side, Yan Liang withdrew his gaze, turned his horse with a knife, turned his head, and looked at the team with more than ten people, including the team: "You stay and take General Gao to Xinshi for treatment, and the rest follow me to continue pursuing. The leader of the army was humiliated by the bandits, which was really a loss of the reputation of our master Yuan Shao."

Gao Lan was supported, looking at the figure facing him with his back, and hearing what he said, his face turned from white to red, and turned bloody. Then, when the horse's hooves were rolling, the horse team, which looked like a long dragon, set off westward, a sudden sensation in his heart suddenly dissipated, and he fell weakly in the arms of his soldiers. In the direction behind, he felt confused and could not speak and wanted to command the army again, for fear of being difficult.

Can you only be a general who charges?!

Who was that group of thieves... he thought gritting his teeth.

...

To the west, Gongsun Zhi joined forces with a thousand wolf cavalry to drive away nearly two thousand available horses. Then, halfway through the journey, he joined the Black Mountain bandits led by Li Heizi, Su Ren and others, and went toward the Wei River in the west. A team from the north and south suddenly met less than hundreds of meters away from them.

In the team, Hua Xiong frowned, lifted his knife and pulled the reins: "What are the scouts doing... Why is there a soldier in front of us?"

"... Maybe it was hit by accident." Li Heizi urged him to come here immediately. He was originally a hunter in the mountains and had a deserter. He had experience in corps. At this time, he also frowned: "A brother just came back, and there were no soldiers in front... I'll find someone to come over and see which one of them are there."

Gongsun Zhi raised his hand and waved it, "It's too close, there's no need." Then, he pulled out the scimitar with his hand, "Since he's met, no matter who they are, if you dare to stop them, then crush them."

However, just as he issued the order, the team opposite, carrying a giant axe in his hand, with a big waist and a round waist, with a helmet fixed on his horn, his face pale, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and his thick lips muttered: "...I just said that I shouldn't come out to search for thieves at night... I've met them again this year."

A gust of wind blew, he shivered, quickly tied the reins, turned the horse's head, raised the axe and pointed it in another direction, and shouted loudly: "There is no suspicious person ahead, let's go over there and take a look."

"But... there is a group over there..."

"I am the general... the lower general. I have a hundred times more experience in this path than I can. I said there would be no one if there is no one." Pan Feng stared at the soldiers who were stuttering behind him with fierce look, and stared at the other party back, "Go away quickly, what's the point?"

"...It's obvious that there is someone." The thin soldier murmured in a low voice.

Opposite, Gongsun Zhi was stunned with a scimitar. The team that was originally facing them suddenly turned and ran away in the southeast direction quickly. The wind mixed with the words of the other party shouting, which made him understand who the leader was. Hua Xiong put down the tiger-mouthed sword, looked at the team that was away, and grinded his teeth: "This is going to slip away quickly..."

Li Heizi was still a little nervous. After all, he was dereliction of duty. He came over and bowed his head and bowed: "The leader asked me to take my brothers to defeat the troops. The other party knew that our whereabouts would be exposed to the pursuers behind him."

"It's okay, this guy has no courage." Gongsun Zhi withdrew his gaze, glanced at the scout leader whose shoulders were slightly shaking, and waved his hand: "For more than a month, everyone has been tired, so there will naturally be mistakes, but when marching and fighting, a single mistake will kill more brothers. You are the team's eyes and noses, and you can't make any mistakes. Go back and get a few sticks to Li Ke."

The figure with his head lowered raised his head, breathed a sigh of relief, bowed: "Yes!" Then, he looked at the little pony thief who was ready to beat his hands next to him, and added: "Chief, why don't you change someone to execute..."

"Hahaha... I think Li Shazi is good at handling it, don't worry." Hua Xiong touched his head, as if he thought of his past experience, and patted the thin black man's shoulder sympathetically.

The atmosphere became pleasant, and rustling words spread in the team from time to time, and we headed all the way back. Our eyes turned to the team that was changing direction in a panic. Pan Feng was depressed and rode on the horse. Since returning from Sishui Pass, he had never had good luck. The bandit suppressed him and met Gongsun Zhi. The bearded man under the other side flew over two or three rounds. He finally saved his life. This time he met again. It is unnecessary to think about it and know who the black bandit was that he had been very fierce recently. He must not be able to beat him...

He sighed.

Damn... can't you encounter a more relaxed errand? Then, Pan Feng was stunned and heard the movement from afar. The sound of horse hooves came from the night wind, and a cavalry roared on the road ahead. It seemed that the other party saw the torch that was being fired here. Soon after, a general led the cavalry behind him to pounce on him.

"...Is there still, is it all over?-"

The iron hooves were as thunder as the cavalry approached. Most of the soldiers here were old and weak among the county soldiers. When they saw the momentum of the opponent rushing, they were naturally frightened and trembled all over. Pan Feng gritted his teeth and slapped his horse forward, blocking the axe in the middle: "I am Pan Feng, and I am the general general!"

"Who am I supposed to be!"

The horse's hooves stopped in front, hovered with a golden sword, and then pointed at the other party. Yan Liang turned his head to look at him: "Pan Wushuang, I will ask you, can you see a soldier passing by?"

Pan Feng frowned, naturally recognized the person in front of him. When he was still a general under the command of Han Fu, the Muslim in Jizhou, he had seen the other party. Now his identity is in tune and his tone is too arrogant, which makes him feel very upset.

The axe swung casually and pointed to the southwest direction.

"Of course I've seen it, and I even fought with them. Among the group is the Black Mountain bandit Sun Qing. He is the confidant leader of Zhang Yan. He has great martial arts skills. The general should be careful."

"It turns out it's this person. I have heard of it when I first arrived in Jizhou. This person has been a thief for a long time. General Gao said, "I think it's him." Yan Liang nodded, then rode his horse away, but he ran a few steps and stopped, his eyes turned around, and he was suspicious: "Since you said it was a fight, why did I see that you were intact and your weapons were not covered with blood?"

Pan Feng turned his head and said, "I can't beat you, why don't you run away?"

After hearing this, Yan Liang was stunned on the back of the horse, then cursed: "Baoshi!" and then stopped suspicion and led the cavalry to chase southwest. According to his thoughts, except for Qu Yi and Zhang He, the rest of Han Fu's subordinates were all useless, and it was reasonable that they could not defeat them.

"You are going northwest, so you chase southwest hard... and run to you to death!"

Pan Feng held the axe and spat at the cavalry that was moving away, and waved impatiently to his subordinates: "Let's go back to sleep-"
Chapter completed!