Syndicate Growth Manual

Zhao Chen seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and raised the corners of his lips and said, "If Dayong is really sincere, it's not that we can't consider it."

Pan Guli was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately ordered someone to hand over a brocade box, which he brought to Zhao Chen himself.Zhao Yuan's whole body was tense, and he clenched the handle of the knife to protect Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen opened the brocade box, and there were gasps all around.

In the brocade box, it turned out to be the head of Pan Cheng!

Zhao Yuan was taken aback by the side, and forced himself to identify it again, seeing that the face of the head was indeed Pan Cheng, but the expression on the face seemed to be shocked and terribly distorted.He couldn't help but wonder whether Pan Cheng committed suicide, or...

Zhao Chen slowly closed the brocade box, and Jia Xun took the box.

He looked down at Pan Guli with a very condescending expression: "The sincerity of the second prince is enough."

The rest of the work is nothing more than inviting Pan Guli and his party to go to the Huai County Fucheng first, leaving behind manpower to search Dayong City, deal with prisoners, etc. Wei Hong can do these things with a few troops.The cavalrymen of Zhao State were all very excited. They searched the city, and everyone can deduct something at that time. As long as it is not too much, Zhao Chen, Wei Hong and others have always turned a blind eye.

Zhao Yuan touched the tired red dates and was about to follow his father back to the camp when Ju He rode over on his horse and whispered in his ear: "General, I found that there was a group of more than a dozen dog soldiers just now. Ran away from the edge of the woods."

"Who are they?" Zhao Yuan frowned.Since Ju He came to tell him alone, there must be no important people in it.

Ju He hesitated, and said: "My subordinates have seen that the sons of Pan Cheng just now are all missing, and Gu Kun is also in there, except that the rumored Princess Quanrong is not there, and besides...Xian Yuhu..." He After following Zhao Yuan for more than two years, he knew Xian Yuhu.In the past two years, the two sides have fought countless times, large and small, and how Xian Yuhu has gradually climbed from a small soldier to a right-hand man. Because of Zhao Yuan's attention, he is also very clear about it.

Zhao Yuan raised his eyebrows and clenched his fists.

Actually speaking, Princess Quan Rong and Xian Yuhu couldn't make a big disturbance, not to mention that Pan Cheng's sons had surrendered, so what about a woman and a foreigner Quan Rong?

"You lead people to chase until you drive them out of the Mobei grassland." He finally said.

This time, it was to repay the debt he owed Xianyu Uncle and Sister.

It was past half of the night, and the grassland was pitch black. It seemed that even the starry sky was stained by blood, and one could not see anything when one looked up and down.

Zhao Guo's army wore black armor and rode fast with torches, like a stream of bright magma flowing slowly on the ground. Zhao Yuan looked back and saw Yuan Jue and General Yuan leading their troops and horses from a distance. Follow him and his father.

"Father," he steered the horse alongside Zhao Chen, and asked softly, "Shall we go back to Jiangcheng?"

Zhao Chen seemed to laugh, planning to say something.

This moment is very long.

For a few seconds, Zhao Yuan seemed to hear the familiar sound of piercing through the air. He almost thought that he had an illusion because of the daytime war.But this moment was so short, as if he blinked, the expression of the man next to him froze, and his eyes flickered to him, suddenly full of anxiety.

"...Father?" He heard his doubtful voice, separated by a layer of veil.

"Let's go!" Zhao Chen's voice was hoarse and terrifying, he raised his arm holding the whip, and whipped Zhao Yuan's horse!

It was the whistling sound of a whip that tore apart the veil covering Zhao Yuan, and he suddenly saw clearly the current situation of the man in front of him—it was not an illusion, just a few dozen seconds ago, a cold arrow hit him. His back!

The red dates screamed in pain, and then raised the horse's hooves to run, but Zhao Yuan came alive from the wooden man, jumped off the horse's back, and rolled on the ground.

"...Anu!" Zhao Chen leaned on his horse, his whole body trembling with anger and fear.

Zhao Yuan gasped and looked at the darkness behind him, the cold arrow was shot from behind them.

Behind……

There is only Yuan Jue behind, only Yuan Chu's team.

They drove their horses to this side without haste, because they were sure that he and his father would not be able to escape!

This is a conspiracy!

Zhao Chen could feel that the arrow pierced his back very deeply and hurt his lungs. Blood was dripping from his mouth. The pain made him gradually lose his sanity, but he couldn't faint. Anu was still here, no matter what...

"Come here," he coughed, leaned over and grabbed Zhao Yuan's hand, "sit... in front of me!"

no!Zhao Yuan held Zhao Chen's big hand back in panic, and the ghostly black team behind him was outflanking.He gritted his teeth, got on the horse, and protected Zhao Chen in front of him.

"Go——!" He touched the reins, let out a low cry, and clamped the horse's belly tightly.

The war horses under the two of them neighed mournfully and galloped away.

"Catch them—"

Zhao Yuan heard the familiar voice not far behind him from his childhood friend.

It was clearly a clear and bright young voice, but at this moment it was full of murderous intent, low and cold.The neat horseshoes and the rustling of the battle armor, which he was used to hearing on weekdays, made his hair stand on end at this moment.In the past, his omnipotent, wise and mighty father leaned on him weakly, and as the horse bumped, it seemed that he would fall off the horse at any time and never get up again...

His eyes were sore, and the two hands holding the rein and the long knife were already so stiff and numb that they didn't seem to be his own.

"Father, Father, hold on!"

This chase was continuous and merciless just like they chased Quan Rong before.Prey on the grasslands are good at escaping, but the most terrifying thing is not being hunted down by hunters, nor is it the moment of death, but the long process of hunting down.

Zhao Yuan knew that his father's war horses were already very tired after this night, and the sun would rise in the east soon, so there was nowhere to hide their whereabouts.He didn't know why Zhao Chen's old department would betray, but he knew that their father and son must not be caught, otherwise there would be a terrible future waiting for them.

Horseshoes trampled on the turf, even across streams and rivers, and the air was cold and humid.

Zhao Chen's body slumped uncontrollably, Zhao Yuan could only let him lean in his arms, and fixed the opponent's shoulder with his chin... But he was still a teenager, while Zhao Chen was thick and wearing a battle armor. Almost unable to hold each other.

His heavy breathing could be heard several miles away, and the horse under him also snorted as thickly as him.

Zhao Yuan didn't dare to look back, but he felt that the sound of horseshoes behind him never stopped, neither far nor near, neither fast nor slow, almost driving people crazy!He looked ahead, he had been running towards the northernmost mountain pass forest, Yuan Jue and the others had only been here for a few days, but this was the place he had stayed for seven years, patrolling twice a month, who could be more familiar than him Are there any plants or trees here?

Just when the shadow of the rising sun appeared on the horizon, Zhao Yuan led Zhao Chen into the forest.

The tired horses were less controllable than usual. When they avoided the sharp turns of the tree trunk several times, they almost ran into them with their horses. That is, the sound of chasing horseshoes behind him gradually faded away!

Zhao Yuan knew that there was a mountain pass through the woods, blocked by thorn bushes, but when he jumped over it, he would suddenly see a clear view behind him. There were dense forests and grasslands, and there lived many tribes that did not conspire with the dog army.

As long as they go, there are many places for them to hide!

The forest was getting deeper and deeper, and another person was scraped to the ground by the tree trunk.

"Stop!" Yuan Jue shouted, grabbing the rein and stretching out his arms.

A group of hundreds of people slowly stopped in the woods.

"Little general?"

Yuan Jue sat on the horse, squinted his eyes and looked far away. In the winding forest, separated by heavy tree trunks and bushes, he seemed to be able to see the black war horse and the figure on it.

He said slowly: "Zhao Yuan seems to be familiar with the terrain here, and I don't know if there is an ambush ahead... Let's go back and stop chasing."

The subordinates stared wide-eyed, endured and endured, and did not speak.

People are all hurt like that, scared and desperate, how can there be any ambush!Besides, arresting people was the intention of that person. They followed the little general Yuan and chased them first, thinking they could make a difference, so why didn't they chase them? !

Another person said directly: "Young general, if we go back like this, the general will definitely punish us!"

Yuan Jue waved his hand casually: "The superiors don't need them. If they died outside, it would be better! As for my father, let me tell you, take the team back to the camp!"

Everyone else stopped talking.They probably knew that this little general in their family seemed to have known Zhao Yuan very well since they were young, not to mention that the general had been supported by a big general before, even they themselves were not happy to receive such an order.

Isn't this fighting in the same room!

The black army turned around, left the woods at the speed it used, and turned back the same way.

Yuan Jue drove his horse out of the woods, and the moment the red light of the morning glow shone on the back of his hand, he actually had the urge to cry.It was so dark at night, but he could clearly see Zhao Yuan looking back at him.

At first glance, he looked at himself as if he was grinning, and his eyes were full of smiles.

The second glance... He looked back at himself, his eyes were empty, there was nothing...

Yuan Jue knew that his whole life was ruined.

But the blood of father and son, what is the difference between what his father did and what he did?

A strong hatred suddenly surged in my heart, but I don't know who to vent this hatred on.

Zhao Yuan at the other end finally came out of the forest and came to the mountain pass.

His face was pale, and the arm supporting his father kept shaking. At this moment, the black war horse under him seemed to have reached its limit, and suddenly knelt down.

Zhao Chen rolled to the ground.

"Father!" Zhao Yuan screamed and fell to the ground.He struggled to get up and knelt to help Zhao Chen, but the man was already unconscious, his body was heavy and unconscious.

The boy's hands were swollen, but he used the utmost tenderness and care to support the man on his shoulders.He endured and endured, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he couldn't care whether the pursuers would follow up behind him, he choked up, and touched the man in his arms.

Zhao Chen's eyes were closed tightly, his face was blue, and his lips were dark purple.

If he was awake, even if he only had a slight sense of consciousness, he would never let his son suffer.