The team quickly passed through the Black Wind Gorge filled with smoke and the smell of blood.
As soon as you exit the gorge, the view opens up suddenly.
On the distant horizon, the vague outline of Shuozhou City is already in sight.
And closer, you can see a large area of continuous military camp flags.
That was the camp where the 10,000-strong army of Xiao Lie, a general under the King of Jin, was confronting the Tatars, at least twenty miles away.
Although the Tartars had a population of 100,000, they did not need to mobilize their entire army to deal with the 10,000 troops of the King of Jin.
Xiao Lie's 10,000-strong army has greater political significance than practical combat significance.
They only need to appear here on behalf of King Jin. If the Tartars really want to eat them, they will probably run away without a trace before the Tartars take action.
What's more, the Tatars' chief commander, Wuliangha, recently fell ill, and the Tatars temporarily stopped their attack.
Therefore, Xiao Lie's 10,000 soldiers and horses were temporarily safe.
Just as Zhao Muyun was about to find a small path to bypass the confrontation area, a burst of hurried horse hooves suddenly sounded in the forest on the flank.
As the smoke and dust rose, a team of about ten cavalrymen came galloping.
Judging from their attire, Zhao Muyun felt very familiar with them. They were the same three leather-armored Tartars that he and Wang Tiezhu had encountered while patrolling the border. They were Tartar scout rangers!
This group of rangers was obviously attracted by the explosion just now.
"Oh no! It's the Tartar cavalry!" Shen Qian exclaimed.
Zhao Muyun's eyes flashed, what he feared would come true!
Once we are entangled by this cavalry and attract a large group of Tatars, the consequences will be unimaginable!
"Form a circle! Prepare to meet the enemy!" Fan Qian shouted sternly.
Li Si also quickly organized himself and moved closer, protecting Zhao Muyun in the center, unsheathing his long sword and stringing his crossbow.
The Tartar cavalry also discovered them, let out strange howls, and rushed towards them at an accelerated speed!
The ten riders charged forward, and the momentum was astonishing!
Seeing that a battle was inevitable, Zhao Muyun took a deep breath, drew out his Embroidered Spring Sword and prepared to fight.
Sudden!
On the other side of the hillside, there was an even more intense sound of bowstrings!
Whoosh whoosh!
Dozens of sharp arrows were shot out like poisonous snakes and landed accurately in the Tartar cavalry!
People and horses fell to the ground!
Half of the Tatars were shot down in an instant, and their formation was in chaos!
"Who?"
The Tatar sergeant was shocked and angry, he reined in his horse and looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a team of about thirty or forty blue-clothed archers appear on the hillside. They were all agile and had tricky archery skills. They were drawing their bows and arrows again!
At the same time, a whistling arrow shot into the sky with a sharp whistling sound!
The Tartar sergeant's face changed drastically.
Looking at the flare, then at Zhao Muyun and others who were on high alert and the mysterious archer on the hillside, he seemed to weigh the pros and cons, and finally roared unwillingly, turning around and retreating in embarrassment with the remaining cavalry.
The crisis came suddenly and went away suddenly.
Zhao Muyun frowned and looked at the team of blue-clothed archers.
The leader put away his longbow and made a gesture, and all the archers retreated quickly and disappeared into the mountains and forests.
The movements were quick and decisive, without any delay.
“Yun Shuai, they…” Shen Qian was also full of doubts.
Zhao Muyun shook his head, indicating that there was no need to chase.
He walked over to a fallen arrow and picked it up.
The arrow shaft is well-made, and the arrowhead is a standard three-edged armor-piercing cone, but there are no markings.
"He is not from the army, but he is well-trained and well-equipped. Who could it be?" Shen Qian checked the arrows with a frown.
Zhao Muyun was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Maybe it's a friend, or maybe it's another group of people who don't want me to die here."
He vaguely felt that in addition to the plan he had set up, there seemed to be another hidden force at work.
When he was away from Shuozhou, such a force suddenly emerged right under the nose of the Shuozhou army, which made him feel alert.
"Don't worry about it, just keep going."
Zhao Muyun threw the arrow away.
No matter who is secretly doing it, as long as it doesn't affect his plan, he will leave it to his own devices for now.
......
The team set off again, being more careful to avoid the Tartar camp.
Finally, at sunset, we arrived at a hidden valley south of Shuozhou City.
This place is less than five miles away from the Shuozhou city wall, and you can even clearly see the flickering torches and patrolling soldiers on the city wall.
Han Zhong had already received the secret report from Ye Bushou, so he personally brought a team of trusted aides, quietly opened a hidden door, and brought Zhao Muyun and his party into the city.
When he saw Zhao Muyun standing in front of him alive, Han Zhong was so moved that tears streamed down his face. He struggled to kneel down:
"Boss Zhao! You're finally back! I was really worried I couldn't hold on any longer!"
Zhao Muyun quickly supported him.
Looking at his haggard and blood-stained appearance, I felt sad: "Old Han, thank you for your hard work!"
"It's not hard! As long as you come back, Shuozhou will be saved!"
Han Zhong's voice was choked with sobs. It seemed as if the pressure, grievances and despair of these days had found an outlet at this moment.
Immediately, Tang Yanhai, Wang Tiezhu, Wu Shangzhi, Xi Sheng, Guo Luo, Zhao Wen, Zhong Meng and others received the notice and rushed over.
Wang Tiezhu burst into tears and cried loudly in his wheelchair, and all the big men around him shed tears.
"Boss Zhao, shall I go and inform my two sisters-in-law, and...and Princess Qinghe?" Han Zhong asked, unable to contain his excitement.
"No need, I'll go explain it to them myself later."
Zhao Muyun waved his hand and said, "You all go back to your troops. Old Han, come with me to the city wall."
"Yes, sir!"
Seeing Zhao Muyun coming back, everyone instantly felt reassured, and their replies were full of strength and confidence.
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