Chapter 412

Zhong Tian was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and said: "Xiao Shang, the chief of Gaochuan County, is my cousin. He must be loyal to me." Zhan Wushuang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "Where is Xiao Shang now?" "He should still be in Zhangyu, the county seat of Gaochuan County." "Oh? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Zhan Wushuang said in a deep voice: "Let's go to Zhangyu now!" Zhong Tian sighed secretly. Although Zhangyu is not located in the hinterland of Feng Country, it is not on the way to Mo Country. Zhan Wushuang has always advocated going straight to Mo Country, so he never gave himself a chance to speak? However, it was useless to argue about this at this time. Zhong Tian nodded and said: "Okay! Let's go to Zhangyu." Zhangyu is located in the northeast of Baguan, and the distance is at least 500 miles. With the current state of Zhong Tian and Ning Jun, it is not an easy task to get to Zhangyu. More importantly, they are now afraid that Tang Yin behind them will chase them up, so they dare not take the official road and can only travel through the wilderness. In this way, the journey is more difficult and the delay is longer.

After leaving Baguan, in the evening of the day, they walked to a deserted grassland. Looking around, they saw wild grass everywhere. It was difficult to find some wild fruits to fill their stomachs. Even Zhan Wushuang was shaking with hunger while sitting on his horse. The situation of the soldiers below can be imagined.

Seeing that his brother could no longer hold on, Zhan Wudi ordered everyone to stop moving forward, and then asked: "Who has anything to eat?" Everyone looked at each other, and no one said a word. If there was still food, they would have eaten it long ago, how could it be left until now?

Seeing that no one answered, Zhan Wudi sighed: "Don't we have even a bite of food now?" At this time, a spy leader of the Ning Army came forward, grabbed the pigeon that delivered the message, handed it to Zhan Wudi, and said with saliva: "General Wudi, if... you are really too hungry, just... eat this pigeon!" "This..." Zhan Wudi looked at the pigeon, his heart was sad, and he almost cried. He had been in the army for more than 20 years. When had he ever been so miserable that he had to eat pigeons to fill his stomach, not to mention that this little pigeon was not enough to fill his teeth. But it's better to have something than nothing. It's okay for me, but my brother is a scholar and can't stand such hardship. He can't stand it. Just eat it if you can! Thinking of this, Zhan Wudi didn't say a word, stretched out his hand to take the pigeon, pinched the pigeon's head with one hand, grabbed its body with the other, and pretended to twist its neck hard.

Just as he was about to exert his strength, Zhan Wushuang on the horse suddenly stopped him and said, "Wudi, wait a minute!" After saying that, he looked at the spy leader and asked, "Does this pigeon lead to the capital Liangzhou?" "Yes, General Wushuang!" The spy leader nodded and responded.

Zhan Wushuang's heart moved, and his eyes quickly turned. After thinking for a while, he turned to Zhong Tian and asked, "Your Majesty, since your cousin Xiao Shang is the head of the county, he must have a lot of soldiers under his command, right?" Zhong Tian pondered for a moment, smiled bitterly and said, "This... I'm not sure, there should be about 10,000 or 20,000 troops." "100,000 or 20,000 troops..." Zhan Wushuang muttered, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind. He thought of a plan, and smiled at Zhan Wudi and said, "Wudi, we may still have a chance to break through Baguan." "Oh?" Zhan Wudi, Zhong Tian and others were all excited when they heard the words Zhen, asked: "What method?" Zhan Wushuang pointed at the pigeon in Zhan Wudi's hand and said: "I will write a letter to the king and ask the king to send people to negotiate with Mo State to let Mo State send troops to attack Baguan. With the current military strength of Baguan, it can't stop the Mo army anyway. As long as the Mo army occupies Baguan, it will be easy for us to escape from Feng State, right?" "Yes!" After hearing this, Zhan Wudi patted his head with sudden realization. With the relationship between Ning and Mo, as long as the king is willing to come forward, Mo State will definitely help them. Moreover, occupying Baguan will also bring huge benefits to Mo State. Mo State has no reason to refuse. Zhan Wudi smiled and said: "Brother, this is a good idea, let's do it!" "Yes! I will write a letter to the king now." At this time, Zhan Wushuang could no longer find paper and pen, so he could only tear off a piece of paper from his clothes, bite his index finger, and write a blood letter with blood, begging Ning Wang Yanchu to use the relationship between Ning and Mo to help them.

Zhan Wudi looked down at the pigeon in his hand and sighed secretly. Fortunately, he was slow to act. Otherwise, it would be equivalent to destroying his only way to survive.

After Zhan Wudi finished writing the blood book, he carefully folded it and tied it to the pigeon's leg. Then he held the pigeon in both hands, prayed silently for a while, and suddenly raised his arms to the air and released the pigeon. It can be said that whether this group of people can escape depends on whether this pigeon can send the letter back to Ningdu Liangzhou.

After the pigeon was released, everyone finally saw a glimmer of hope, but hope alone was not enough. Everyone was still hungry and couldn't even walk.

At this time, Zhan Wushuang reluctantly ordered people to kill their war horses and share the horse meat. For generals, especially literary generals like Zhan Wushuang, war horses are equivalent to his second life. Without war horses, once encountering enemies, the possibility of survival is extremely small, but now there is no more care, anyway, you have to save your life first.

The meat of one war horse is not enough to fill the stomachs of more than a hundred soldiers. The generals were fine, but the soldiers under them hardly ate any food. Instead, they drank a bellyful of broth, which aroused their appetite to the extreme. People looked around, and finally, their eyes all fell on the last war horse in the army, Zhong Tian's war horse.

Seeing the intentions of the crowd, Zhong Tian hurriedly stood up, walked to his horse, and said loudly: "This warhorse has been with me for many years, and no one should think of taking it." Whether his horse has been with him for many years, Zhong Tian didn't know, but he knew that once he lost his warhorse, he would be exhausted to death if he walked to Zhangyu on his own two legs.

It would be better if he didn't speak. As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers stood up one after another, some holding swords, some holding guns, and walked towards Zhong Tian silently. No one spoke, but everyone's eyes shot out strange lights. Under their gaze, Zhong Tian felt like he was stripped naked and became a meal on the soldiers' plates.

Just as the soldiers were about to approach Zhong Tian, ​​Zhuifengjian stepped in front of Zhong Tian and stared coldly at everyone.

No need to speak, no need to release spiritual pressure, he just stood here simply, and no one dared to take a step forward. This is the performance of strength.

Zhuifengjian may not like Zhongtian very much, but he values ​​trust very much, and Shenchi has very strict rules in this regard. Since he accepts money from others, he must help them get rid of disasters.

Seeing that Zhuifengjian has stood up and his soldiers have no intention of retreating, Zhan Wushuang frowned and winked at Zhan Wudi beside him.

Now they still have a lot to rely on Zhongtian, not to mention that Zhuifengjian is not so easy to mess with.

Zhan Wudi understood, stood up and shouted: "What are you doing? Come back and sit down!" Under Zhan Wudi's shouting, the soldiers looked at each other, put down their weapons, swallowed their saliva, and sat back in their original positions.

"These damn bastards, they still want to eat my warhorse..." Zhongtian looked at the Ningjun soldiers and gritted his teeth in indignation.

Zhuifengjian glanced back at him, said nothing more, and walked away silently.

Zhong Tian, ​​the Zhan brothers and others walked towards Zhangyu for two more days. The wilderness gradually became scarce, and the mountains gradually became more numerous. They could not walk through the mountains, so they could only bravely go up the official road. One day, as they were walking forward, they suddenly saw a large army coming with dust flying in front of them and flags waving.

Zhan Wushuang, Zhan Wudi, Zhong Tian and others were all shocked. At this time, they were on a mountain road with cliffs on both sides. There was nowhere to hide. What should they do? Zhong Tian was sweating profusely, and said to Zhan Wushuang in a hurry: "General Wushuang, let's... let's run!" "Run? With our physical strength, how can we outrun the enemy?" Zhan Wushuang smiled bitterly, and then shouted to his left and right: "All my Ning Army brothers are ready to fight! Even if you have to die on the battlefield today, you must not humiliate the reputation of my Ning Army!" "Yes!" The soldiers below also gave up. The hardships of the past few days have already made them unbearable. Instead of living and suffering, it is better to die in a blazing battle! At this time, no one in the Ning Army was afraid of death, and everyone was determined to fight to the death.

But Zhong Tian didn't want to die yet. Seeing that more than a hundred Ning troops were ready to fight, he felt angry and amused. Without saying anything, he turned his horse's head and said to Zhuifeng Jian: "Let's go!" After saying that, he urged his horse to run. Seeing Zhuifeng Jian standing there without moving, Zhong Tian was anxious. He rode his horse close to him and whispered: "Do you want to die with the Ning troops? Run with me!" "Your Majesty, the army is flying the flag of Peng country!" Zhuifeng Jian squinted his eyes, looked forward, and suddenly spoke.

"What?" Hearing this, Zhong Tian was startled and hurriedly looked up at the road ahead. Due to the distance, he could only vaguely see the outline of the enemy's army, and he couldn't see clearly what flag it was flying. "You...you didn't see it wrong?" "Absolutely." Zhuifeng Jian answered straightforwardly.

"This..." Zhong Tian couldn't figure it out now. He didn't know whether the army coming from the front was an enemy or a friendly army.

As the army in front gradually approached, its scouts rushed over first.

They saw several soldiers of the Peng army wearing red armor riding war horses, rushing up to them at a speed. When they were more than ten meters away, they all reined in their horses and shouted, "Who are you?" Seeing clearly that the other soldiers were indeed wearing Peng army armor and uniforms, Zhong Tian immediately became alert. Before anyone else could speak, he urged his horse to take two steps, took a deep breath, and asked, "I am Peng King Zhong Tian, ​​who are you?"