"How far is it from Shengle?" Chen Jingen walked over and asked softly.

"You have to take a detour, or abandon your horse and walk over the mountains." Tuoba Sigong pointed to the dark mountains in the distance that looked like giant beasts, and said.

"How far is it over the mountain?"

"Eighty or ninety miles away, it's not easy to walk."

Chen Jingen hummed, lowered his head and kept thinking.

****

On the last day of May, Chen Jingen and others did not choose to go directly over the mountain. Instead, they continued westward for about 70 miles along the Zhongling River (the modern name of the river section here is the "Red River"). They found a hiding place until they were exhausted and exhausted.

Stopped to rest.

In the evening, Qin San rushed over.

Chen Jingen climbed up a hillside with him, overlooking a dilapidated city in the distance.

Qin San looked at the map for a long time and said: "In the Han Dynasty, Tongguo (now the old city of Zuizi, Xiaogangfang Township, Qingshuihe County), Luo, and Wucheng counties were set up from west to east along the Zhongling River. Wucheng County

It has passed, and this must be the former site of Luo County (now Dahongcheng Township, Horinger County)."

"Where did He Lan's head come from?" Chen Jingen asked.

"I don't know." Qin San said honestly: "If you don't pass by where we came from, you will be walking along the tree-falling river (today's Qingshui River)."

"He's walking along the fallen trees and the water." A horseman galloped up not far away, and the two of them went out looking for a sign, but it was Jin Zheng who immediately saluted.

"We didn't see the Suotou Brigade on Shanwu's side. They must have crossed over from Zhonglingyuan and entered the Shudan River Valley." Jin Zheng said: "There may be tribes to provide relief in the meantime, and there is no need to fight. It is most suitable for this kind of haste.

A running person."

"Boom!" After Jin Zhenggang said these words, there was thunder in the sky.

It rained lightly yesterday, and it may rain heavily today.

Qin San and Chen Jingen looked at the earth that was gradually covered by the night rain, feeling a little worried.

"It's raining well." Jin Zheng suddenly laughed.

The two of them seemed to realize something.

The night is getting darker and darker, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

In the pouring rain, two thousand soldiers carefully checked their equipment, and then, led by officers, they filed out of the camp.

They didn't even have a raincoat, and they had only taken a few steps out when they were already drenched in water.

Qin San took the lead.

He was over 40 years old and was slightly out of breath as his steps became slippery in the mud.

Two soldiers came forward and supported him vigorously.

In the darkness, a full two thousand people held hands and hesitated with difficulty.

It was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

The rain was so heavy that it even hurt people's bodies.

But the cold night rain could not extinguish the fireworks in the warrior's heart.

The officers continued to encourage their morale with the hope of a better life in the future, and the sergeants followed silently. The rain was too heavy, and the voices could not be heard clearly, but the words "honored officer", "grade", "land", "beauty", and "glorious ancestors" were

The words faintly reached their ears, which boosted their morale as they were about to fight, and their breathing gradually became heavier.

"You guys -" A sleepy young man emerged from the wooden shed, his hand still on the handle of the knife, looking at the "ghost figure" in the night rain with some shock.

"Bang!" The young man was kicked against the wooden wall and slashed with several swords, causing blood to splash everywhere.

More than a dozen sergeants quickly rushed into the wooden shed and killed all the other sleeping herdsmen.

The large group of people is still moving forward.

In the darkness, I don't know how many people followed, and I don't know how many people fell behind.

Qin San was walking in the front, feeling that his lungs were about to explode and his breathing was as heavy as a bull's breath.

Another pavilion appeared in front, as well as lights like beans.

Dozens of soldiers rushed over and surrounded him.

The rest of the troops went straight to the city.

Screams continued to sound from inside the pavilion barrier, but they did not attract any attention from Qin San.

More than a dozen sergeants took out the flying claws from their bags, charged them up and spun them around in their hands, threw them whistlingly at the top of the low wall, and then pulled hard to ensure that they were tightly hooked to the top of the city.

The following men and horses immediately drew their swords out of their sheaths and prepared to climb up along the flying claws.

However, an accident happened.

There was a loud boom in the darkness, startling everyone.

Qin San frowned and stepped forward to take a closer look with his eyes wide open. Then he opened his mouth wide and could no longer close it.
Chapter completed!