Fish swimming around the world

Huang Teng said sternly: "The southern border has always been our territory of Dachu. What King Wen said is very inappropriate."

"Hmph! I just think so. The Chu Kingdom has never occupied southern Xinjiang for hundreds of years. This place is not owned by Xiang Chen. It would be better for him to worry less."

Huang Teng said solemnly: "Since King Wen insists on this, Huang has no choice but to report back to our king. He will definitely be forcibly expelled by then. I'm afraid it won't look good on his face."

Ying Pei didn't care at all: "Whatever Xiang Chen wants, let him go. You are here as a special envoy. It's enough for me to know what it means. Step back. Your business is done."

Huang Teng looked at Jiang Fan and slightly cupped his hands: "King Wen didn't listen to the advice. Huang did his best. Prince, please do it yourself."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Your Majesty, my life is at stake, so I have no choice but to ask you."

"Are you going to do it?" Ying Pei sneered: "Isn't it that you are meeting the King of Chu and his wife just to be able to use weapons here in order to be justified? Now that the play is over, you'd better show the real seal."

Jiang Fan sighed: "Since you are always stubborn, then don't blame the juniors, come on!"

Jiang Fan looked solemnly and raised his right hand high.

In the team behind them, a huge black horse carried a tall general wearing a Chi You mask and stepped forward.

"Leave it to you." Jiang Fan said slowly.

Ying Pei's expression was cold and stern: "Gaorong, junior, it's your father's account. It just so happens that you come first to pay back the interest!"

Gao Rongcai didn't want to talk nonsense. He took off his big halberd and pointed it straight ahead: "Kill!"

The word "kill" was like thunder, exploding in the clearing in the mountains.

Behind him, three thousand of the most elite Gao Jiajun suddenly started running from absolute stillness, heading straight towards the opponent.

Ying Pei was not to be outdone, and the five thousand people behind him roared towards the Gao family army.

In his opinion, Jiang Fan's purpose in this trip must be to capture if he can and kill if he can't. Therefore, there is no need to talk nonsense.

The two sides collided instantly.

But the Gao family's God-killing Army is too strong. The powerful army composed of three thousand martial arts masters who have been trained for a hundred battles can be crushed against five thousand soldiers. It's just a face-to-face encounter, and less than half of Ying Pei's side is left.

Ying Pei seemed to feel something was wrong, so he turned his horse's head and fled in the direction of Wuyou Valley.

Jiang Fan sighed: "This is because you are afraid that I will not dare to enter the valley, so you came here to show your face. You are really cooperative..."

After saying that, he immediately shouted at the top of his lungs: "That old man is going to run away. Chase him. If he catches him, he will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!"

After saying that, he took the lead and ran towards the valley to catch up. Gao Rong followed closely with his army, and three thousand men and horses poured into the valley passage in an instant.

As Ding Lang said, the roads in the valley were all made of gravel and were very wide and flat.

But that's a relative term. No matter how surrounded by the mountains on both sides, marching in the valley still greatly lengthened the front line.

If we were to fight in a place like this, I'm afraid there would only be three to five hundred people in front of us to fight.

Huang Teng, who was beside him, looked at Jiang Fan speechlessly, who was shouting like a rabbit. While urging his horse, he shouted close to him: "Your Majesty, eighty miles ahead, there is a dead end at the mouth of a gourd..."

Jiang Fan stopped shouting and turned to wink at him: "I know, I know."

"My lord, the entrance there is small, but the interior is spacious and can accommodate tens of thousands of people for an ambush. Do you really know that?"

"It's very clear, it's very clear, chase him, chase him, you can't run away from him every time, ho ho -"

Huang Teng was helpless. You must have taken the Bliss Pill. Why are you so excited?

But he understood that Jiang Fan knew that there were tigers in the mountains and preferred to go to the Tiger Mountains. If he was not confident or had other plans, he did not say much and followed him running wildly. As a leading general, Huang Teng could not trust the Xiaoyao King to lead his troops. I'm so interested and want to see what happens next.

The army rushed into the valley, and just as the smoke and dust cleared, a group of people and horses galloped out from behind the distant mountain peak.

The leader was actually Sikong Yu, with a cold smile on his strange face: "Come on, I'll cut off their escape!"

Immediately, thousands of troops rushed into the valley again.

And a while after he left, a golden eagle hovering in the sky slowly lowered, and after a loud call, a strange sound came from deep in the dense forest and weeds at the entrance of Yaowang Valley. Not long after, at the entrance of the valley, Suddenly, strange ripples appeared, and a group of people rushed out from the mouth of the valley.

The leader was Yin Yue, who was wearing an iron mask. She looked at the golden eagle hovering in the low altitude and nodded, then looked at the silver ring beside her: "The golden eagle has confirmed that there are no other soldiers around, come on!"

As a result, within an hour and a half, four groups of troops rushed into Wuyou Valley, totaling more than 20,000 troops.

Before the smoke and dust cleared, a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a hoe slowly walked out from behind the rocks in the distance.

"The mantis hunts the cicada, the oriole is behind, the eagle is behind the oriole, are there other hunters? Interesting, interesting..." He murmured: "You can easily conquer the white tiger, but you still have to break into this desperate place. ...Madam, this is the Xiaoyao King you mentioned...I also want to see what is going to happen..."

Hulukou lives up to its name. The wide valley passage suddenly narrows and can only accommodate twenty riders passing side by side. After passing this section for more than three miles, the front suddenly becomes bright again. Although it is still surrounded by mountains on all sides, the mountains are much gentler. In the center of the mountains, there is a piece of flat mountain land covering several thousand hectares.

As soon as Jiang Fan came out, he saw the Supreme Emperor leading two thousand remaining soldiers waiting in formation, but he actually stopped running.

Jiang Fan looked at the hundreds of thousands of troops surrounding him from three sides, and finally sighed: "The place for the decisive battle."

Ding Lang looked around nervously. He didn't know Jiang Fan's specific deployment and was very frightened: "Your Majesty, there is indeed an ambush. Should we turn around?"

Jiang Fan also looked around, but just smiled calmly: "Turn around? There are pursuers blocking us from behind. We can't go back."

Although Ding Lang knew that Jiang Fan must have some trump cards, the battle in front of him was too big, which made him very unsure.

"Your Majesty, the emperor has been managing southern Xinjiang for the past two years, and he has the best time, place and people. You may underestimate him."

At this moment, Ding Lang actually regretted that he shouldn't have followed him in. Now surrounded by a large army, there is no escape.

Jiang Fan looked at him: "Why, are you scared?"

Ding Lang could only force out a dry laugh: "A little, but the prince is calm, I think he is very wise."

Jiang Fan chuckled: "Ding Lang, you still cherish your life very much, is it natural, or is there something important that has not been completed?"

He still had the mind to chat with him at this time, Ding Lang was actually relieved, but Jiang Fan's words made him feel terrified, not knowing whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally.

"Prince, don't joke with your subordinates, now we are facing a powerful enemy."

"Powerful enemy?" Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and looked forward: "Yes... there are many people, and it is also rare to have a venue in southern Xinjiang to fight such a large-scale battle."