Born short-lived

The battle lasted for nearly two years, and both sides reached their limits. The Shaan people wanted to fight to the death, and Hua Xu had no intention of delaying it. Dong Sheng led the whole army out of the city to meet the enemy, and only [-] guards remained in Zijing Pass. .

Dong Sheng was not at the Chengguan, all the Tiangang Lingwu were taken away, the only remaining Sword of Rebirth could not be transformed, no one was in charge in the defense area, and Zhuo Yiming was the only one responsible for major and minor matters.

It has been less than half a day since the army went to battle, and battle reports came back from time to time, and Sha'an's army was retreating steadily. If there were no accidents, the remnants of Sha'an would have to withdraw from northern Xinjiang before sunrise the next day.

Zhuo Yiming was holding the sword of death that he had wrapped like a mallet in his cloth, and was sitting in front of the desk in his room, reading the art of war that past life had told him, with a pen in his hand, sketching from time to time, Seeing that "soldiers do not win twice, nor lose twice, when soldiers go out of the border, within ten days, there will be no subjugation of the country, and there must be a broken army to kill the general", remembering the first struggle with the Sha'an people. My father lost his life, and now the feng shui is turning, and it is finally the Sha'an people's turn to reap the consequences.

He couldn't say he was relieved, but he felt a sense of relief—everything is coming to an end, ashes return to ashes, he did nothing, but his father's revenge has been avenged, and he always feels empty in his heart, so he can't help but start thinking about his future. So what to do, in the northern border, where is the heart going.

Zhuo Yiming didn't say anything, what Dong Sheng said and what he did on weekdays was so well-behaved that he didn't seem like a person of his age. He had to rely on Dong Sheng's side all his life, just to see the day when Beijiang was recovered. , but now his dream is about to come true, but he is a little at a loss.

He didn't indulge in this searching mood for too long, a sudden knock on the door brought him back to his sanity, he concentrated, lowered his voice, tried to imitate Sheng's tone in his memory, and asked "What's the matter?"

The people outside the house were obviously not as calm and composed as he was, they pushed the door open impatiently, and hurriedly said: "Young Master Zhuo, someone is robbing the prisoner!"

"A prisoner?" Zhuo Yiming's expression changed, and he jumped up from the chair, ignoring the so-called "respect", and walked towards the sergeant quickly, "What kind of prisoner are you robbing? Please explain clearly."

The man quickly said, "Young master, it's the thieves who attempted to assassinate His Highness before. Just now, a group of troops sneaked into the military camp in the city from the west, beheaded dozens of guards, and are running northeast with the criminals."

Zhuo Yiming said: "Can you let them escape from the city?"

"Not yet out of the city, our army is trying to hunt him down."

The sergeant looked at the temporary chief who was a head shorter than himself, and couldn't help but feel confused, but it was hard to say it clearly, so he asked obliquely: "Young master, do you still need to report this matter to His Highness? "

However, Zhuo Yiming was extremely sensitive to smell the trace of contempt, and immediately his eyes froze, and he said sharply: "Your Highness is busy with the war, what do you want to do with him?"

The sergeant was stunned and couldn't speak for a while, but seeing Zhuo Yiming's attitude of not responding for a long time, he thought he couldn't make up his mind, so he couldn't help asking after a while; "Does the young master know what to do?" OK?"

Zhuo Yiming thought, now that the battle between the two armies outside the pass is in full swing, and the old thief Shaanna can't protect himself, why would he send someone to rescue a big bully?Besides, they all agreed that since this person was sent to the enemy army to assassinate, it must be that the commander did not intend to take him back alive—then why did he go to such great lengths to save him?

The sergeant waited so anxiously and tormented as if being fried, finally Zhuo Yiming opened his mouth: "Send five hundred light cavalry to continue the pursuit, and the rest will follow me to block the waterway."

The sergeant was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't reacted, he asked again; "Waterway?"

Zhuo Yiming said in a stern voice, "No need to ask, just follow orders."

He put on this domineering expression on his half-open baby face, as if he had swollen his face to make him fat, but in this case, the sergeant read a thoughtful expression in his dark eyes. The affirmation afterwards, so he couldn't help questioning, he opened his mouth one step ahead of his brain, and said repeatedly: "This subordinate understands."

It's past Shen time, but the sunset is late in this season, and the sky is still bright outside now, and the city is aroused by the alarm bells. If the prisoner chooses to do it at this time, it is probably because he is forced to do so because he is cornered.

So it seems that the people of Shannen are indeed running out of time.

Zhuo Yiming was still thinking on the way to the port on a fast horse, maybe this robbery really meant fishing in troubled waters, he was resisting in a corner, and at the same time he was taking advantage of the chaos to rob people, Zhuo Yiming didn't believe that there was a difference between the two. would be a coincidence.

Eighty percent of it is a turtle biting a turtle and bleeding.

Most of these robbers belonged to Daling, and they would definitely not go northward by land in such a time of turmoil - so there are only two possibilities, either to go to Sha'an by water along the coast, or directly across the ocean Back to Daling.

The official port south of Zijing Pass is within the defense zone, and the Daling people dare not touch it. However, the seaport north of Zijing Pass has long been empty, and there are only a few places nearby that can be launched. If there is a ship parked there, it should It is very abrupt.

Zhuo Yiming sent people to look for it separately, and took fifty light cavalry to the nearest port to the east of Zijing Pass. There are many hidden reefs in the northern sea area. If you go all the way north, you will be angry. , but if you want to circumnavigate such a long sea route, I am afraid that you will need a large ship with a deep draft. There are only a few seaports east of Zijingguan that can accommodate ships of that size, and it is not difficult to find them.

He suddenly recalled to his heart that he seemed to have heard that wealthy businessmen who were planning to return north hired refugees staying in the city to clean up the harbor for them, which was near the river mouth to the east of Zijing Pass.

The sky was gradually dyed red, and there was still gunpowder smoke going straight into the sky in the far north, hidden in the smoky red clouds.

"Go to Nanhekou." Zhuo Yiming said, "Notify the people behind to hurry up."

"Nanhekou?" The cavalry beside him suddenly said, "The villain knows a shortcut, which can save some time."

Zhuo Yiming was overjoyed, and hurriedly turned around and said, "Really? Lead the way!"

So they left the official road and went straight from the country road pointed by the cavalry, and arrived at the harbor at the mouth of the South River just at sunset-the so-called coming early is worse than coincidence, there is indeed a big ugly ship by the harbor, A group of people are hurriedly boarding the ship along the deck. The occupied area north of Zijing Pass has already cut off the white crystal spiritual power. This ship is obviously the oldest model, powered by sails and oars. When Zhuo Yiming arrived, they Still working on loosening the cable.

One of the big Ling soldiers was holding Jieer's arm to go to the deck. Suddenly, a light and shadow passed over their heads, and it went straight to their mast. Most of the bundled sails were burned at once.

The hasty but orderly evacuation was suddenly disrupted. While people were shouting to put out the fire, they were in a hurry to get their weapons out to deal with the Hua Xu Qingqi who was rushing towards them.

Zhuo Yiming was not in a hurry to fight with them. Fifty fast horses surrounded the harbor in an instant, lingering around them, Zhuo Yiming scanned around, and soon found the wine in the crowd. The red hair looks a kind of sad withered red under the blood-colored sunset.

He gathered up his cloak that had been blown crooked all the way, quietly covered the sword of death tied behind his back, and said in a not-so-fluent Daling language: "My lord knight, you leave without saying goodbye, I don't want to be with you Your Highness will explain."

Jieer broke a hamstring and a pair of hand tendons, and the clothes on his body were still stained with mottled blood. Hearing this, he turned his eyes and looked at Zhuo Yiming from a distance. His face was covered with bloodstains. There was no life in his lifeless, glass-like eyes——just such a glance, Zhuo Yiming's heart suddenly felt empty.

For a moment, he felt for no reason that this person might have died long ago.

Jieer didn't say a word, the two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and Zhuo Yiming said: "Master Knight, Mr. Hua Xu is not proud of his victory without martial arts. I have no intention of hurting others, and I don't want to take advantage of you." Danger, Lord Knight and I will go back, and I will have an explanation, and I hope Lord Knight will not lose face!"

Jieer looked up at their almost burnt sails and the Hua Xu Qingqi who surrounded them heavily. After a long silence, he finally nodded his head slightly and said lightly: "Yes."

Zhuo Yiming said: "Thank you, Sir Knight."

"I have a request," Jieer withdrew his arm from the person who was supporting him, limped a leg twice, and finally stood still, and said again, "Let them go home."

As soon as these words came out, the Daling soldiers who were protecting him by his side panicked and called out to the adults one after another, and one of them immediately knelt down: "My lord, if you die to go back, the little ones will not survive either!"

Jieer glanced at him calmly, then silently tore off a pendant from his neck and stuffed it into the man's hand: "Seeing this, he won't kill you."

"grown ups……"

Jieer turned to look at Zhuo Yiming: "Do you agree?"

Zhuo Yiming said: "A promise is a thousand dollars."

Jere said: "Okay."

Zhuo Yiming watched him stretch his arms towards him, indicating that he was not armed, and then walked towards Zhuo Yiming's direction step by step.

When he was about to approach Zhuo Yiming, there was a sound of horseshoes not far away, Zhuo Yiming turned his head instinctively, and saw a group of people galloping on the official road not far away, the banners should be the prince's people.

But in such a flash of time, Jieer had already dodged in front of him, and bumped his elbow on Ma Dang Lu, making the horse jump up in fright, Zhuo Yiming was startled, and his figure was unstable. Leaning back, he hurriedly tried to pull the rein, but at this moment, Jieer's other arm had hooked his arm, dragging him off the horse in a flash.

"Do not move!!"

Jieer hissed loudly, and his right hand, which had been broken, was weakly covering Zhuo Yiming's throat.

Zhuo Yiming swallowed his saliva, only felt that there seemed to be some cold and hard metal in the palm of Jieer's seemingly powerless hand against his throat, his scalp exploded, and he shouted at the surrounding Qingqi who were eager to try: "Don't come here, He has a knife in his hand!"