Chapter 1977 Unbearable Tears

Under the scorching sun, the three riders were slowly moving forward.

No, ten horses, but only three men.

And half a month ago, they owned more than twenty horses.

They travel day and night.

They were silent.

Zhao Chun's face was full of cuts, even though the weather was still hot, the long-term running made his face lose moisture.

Chen Hui had lost interest in talking, now it was meal time, he took out a piece of jerky and gnawed it numbly.

Guan Qisheng was drinking tea, the tea was boiled last night, and it tasted particularly bitter.

But they have to drink. Without tea, they can only eat grass roots.

While drinking, Guan Qisheng suddenly turned his ear and said, "My lord, there seems to be some movement."

Zhao Chun had no appetite, so he tilted his head to listen, then shook his head and said, "No, that's the wind."

The sound of the wind passed by my ears, chaotic and disorderly.

Zhao Chun touched the burden he had been carrying, and said in a low voice, "Brother Wang Shi, we are going to Daming soon."

"My lord, Miao Xi...is he still alive?"

Guan Qisheng asked nervously. There was no feeling in his mouth, it was full of bitterness.

During this difficult escape, the bitter tea was their comrade-in-arms, and they even chewed tea to refresh themselves in an emergency.

"possible……"

Zhao Chun comforted him, but they all knew that since Miao Xi shouted a warning and ran back to the city, he must have the belief that he must die.

Chen Hui said subconsciously: "Miao Xi won't, he said before that even if he is captured, he won't say anything, otherwise his family members will not be able to hold their heads up, and there is no pension."

After a while of silence, Zhao Chun suddenly shouted: "Speed ​​up!"

All the pain and suffering gradually dissipated in the wind.

They have become proficient at changing rides on horseback and are used to spending the day on horseback, including the night.

This time we drove until night.

"Take a break."

The three dismounted and began to feed the horses.

After feeding the horses, they sat on the grass and ate dry food in silence.

"Tomorrow we will look for water sources."

Zhao Chun shook the water bag, there was not much water left in it.

Guan Qisheng was lying on the grass, his back felt soft, like a big bed at home, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The galaxy is bright, the stars are twinkling, and the world and heaven seem far away.

It's cold.

Guan Qisheng felt that Xinghe must be very cold.

Are you cold?

He remembered Miao Xi's smile to himself before entering the city.

You must know that you can't come back, right?

You will definitely fight hard to kill the enemy, and then die laughing.

You will definitely make Daming's reputation resound in Samarkand...

Tears slipped from Guan Qisheng's eyes, flowing from the corners of his eyes to his ears.

The stars are shining all over the sky, in Guan Qisheng's blurred vision, it looks like Miao Xi's smile.

I will take care of your family as if it were mine.

I will tell others about your story, your bravery.

"Get up!"

Zhao Chun suddenly sneered, Guan Qisheng got up subconsciously, and got on the horse immediately.

"Walk!"

The horse team went away, and later, a group of dozens of cavalry stopped at their resting place.

A cavalryman got off his horse, searched carefully for a while, then straightened up and said, "There is horse manure, and there is also the smell of human urine."

"Chase!"

The horseshoes burst, and then went away.

Half an hour later, a sharp voice echoed on the grassland.

"They're ahead!"

The chase begins.

Arrows were flying in the air, and from time to time there were arrows hit by war horses in front of them, and then they screamed and started running around.

Gradually, the horses behind were swept away,

Under the starry sky, there was nothing to hide from the three embarrassed figures in front of them.

The chasing battle became intense, and the three people in front no longer cherished the horsepower, and whipped the horse desperately, and the speed suddenly increased.

And the pursuers at the back were also one man and three horses. Stimulated by the reward, they also destroyed the horses and followed closely.

"Adults, the little ones are willing to stop the enemy."

Chen Hui had already drawn his long sword, and he was even ready to die for his country.

"Continue, there are hardships ahead, hold on, we can get rid of them."

Five people came out, and now there are two less, Zhao Chun doesn't want to lose any more robes.

Yes, after the baptism of Harley's gust, he thinks that he and his subordinates are fighters, not the sinister and mysterious Dongchang stalls and fanzi in the eyes of outsiders.

When a touch of purple appeared in the sky, the sound of horseshoes behind him was getting closer.

Zhao Chun held the handle of the knife, and was about to untie the bundle.

It was Wang Shi's ashes.

He untied the burden, and then urged the horse to walk side by side with Chen Hui, just when he was about to hand the burden to Chen Hui...

Chen Hui suddenly reined in the horse, and the galloping horse let out a long neigh, and then slowed down.

"Chen Hui!"

Zhao Chun turned his head on the horse, watched Chen Hui and smiled at him.

The beard is knotted, and the face is full of cracks, and the grin is very calm.

"My lord, I'll go first! Tell my father-in-law and them that I died in battle!"

Chen Hui gradually accelerated, the two sides were running in opposite directions, and the distance was quickly drawn away.

Chen Hui's back is so lonely in the morning light...

Since arriving in Samarkand, Zhao Chun has not shed tears.

Whether it was Wang Shi's tragic death or Miao Xi's heroism, he did not shed tears.

But at this moment he couldn't hold back the tears anymore, so the tears welled up in his eyes.

"Da Ming Wan Sheng!"

Just one person, just one ride, just one knife.

But this hoarse roar did not turn back, as if tens of thousands of people were launching a counterattack against the enemy.

Chen Hui was instantly submerged in the pursuers, roaring and fighting.

A piece of his scalp was missing, and the blood slipped from the top of his head, gradually covering his face, the blood was red, as if it came from hell.

puff!

He and the pursuers walked in the opposite direction. As the two sides confronted each other, Chen Hui rushed out of the enemy group in an instant.

He didn't take the opportunity to escape, he lost his left arm, which was the limb he lost when he missed the block just now.

He clumsily controlled the horse to turn around, and then chased after it.

The pursuers were stopped by him for a while, and their speed had already slowed down. The officer leading the team looked back, his lips trembling, and cursed: "Kill him!"

It is a great shame to be rushed into the formation by one person and disrupt their speed.

"grown ups!"

At this time, there was an exclamation in front, and the officer turned around to look, and saw more than ten riders coming in front.

"Your Excellency, you are Ming!"

The ten or so riders probably just discovered this side, so they picked up their speed.

More than ten riders, is this here to die?

The officer changed his mind and shouted: "Kill them and scatter them, it's best to kill them all!"

"My lord, it's ours!"

This place still belongs to Yili Bali, Zhao Chun doesn't know why Ming people appear.

But he was cursing secretly.

More than ten people against more than fifty people, dare to come, is this crazy?

It's good to delay the night attack until night!

Zhao Chun was in despair, he was already in despair, but suddenly this bubble-like hope appeared, and his heart died suddenly.

The ten or so riders gradually picked up speed, and as the distance got closer, Zhao Chun saw that they were holding ignited torches in their hands, and then he realized why these people were so slow just now.

Huo Zhezi.....

Zhao Chun opened his mouth and let the wind blow in.

He wants to cry!

He shouted: "Zhao Hui, come back..."

The dozen or so people were dressed in Ming Dynasty costumes, and the leading man shouted, "Where are you from?"

Zhao Chun felt that something was wrong when he still had to ask about his origin at this time, but at this moment he had no choice but to shout: "Zhao Chun is at the Xiadongchang stall!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The big man laughed wildly, and shouted: "Feng Ji, the official of Jinyiwei, a hundred households, you wait to stand back and watch my Jinyiwei kill the enemy!"

Jin Yiwei's people rushed over, Zhao Chun rode his horse back and said, "Let's meet Chen Hui."

Chen Hui was surrounded at this moment.

Three pursuers had already surrounded him, one of them was lying on the ground, and the price Chen Hui paid was a knife in the chest.

This knife slashed down at an angle, almost ripping Chen Hui open.

He lost his left hand, and he couldn't swing the knife with his right hand, otherwise he would lose his balance.

clang!

He only had time to block the knife.

The long knife flashed, and Chen Hui waited desperately for death to come.

"Grenade!"

But at this moment, there was a loud shout from the front, the familiar Daming words moved Chen Hui's heart, and then the sword came to him.

The head flew up and saw more than ten black spots flying in the air.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The unexpected explosion caused heavy losses to the pursuers, and then Feng Ji rushed in wildly.

"Da Ming Wan Sheng!"

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