From the moment he discovered Puhuna's men to the moment he chased them out, Xiao Nanhui did not consider the consequences.
For example, what were these people doing? Was the message Nightbat conveyed related to their actions? Furthermore, even if she caught up with them, with her current strength, could she really fight them one-on-one and not be at a disadvantage?
These headache-inducing questions, which never seem to get answers by thinking about them, are now bumping and colliding in her head.
But she knew she couldn't stop. Only by chasing and reaching the end of it all could she see the truth.
The drizzle obstructed the view, the light of the moon and stars was hidden, and the sky and the earth were filled with a dead darkness.
She needed to stop after running for a while, carefully identify the direction of the sound, and then spur her horse to chase after it.
Fei Xian's voice was not that harsh, but she could hear it clearly from more than a hundred steps away, which meant that there were at least dozens of killers moving rapidly in front of her.
Whether it was at the Murhexiong family mansion or in the bizarre caves of Seqiu, she had never encountered such a large number of Puhuna. This was perhaps a hidden hint, telling her that this time, their goal was more important, even more important than killing the emperor in Bijiang a few months ago.
After running continuously, Jixiang's neck began to feel hot. Xiao Nanhui was about to reach out to comfort him when suddenly a dark shadow rushed out from the front. She hurriedly tightened the reins and turned the horse's head, barely passing by the dark shadow.
I turned my head and took a quick glance, and it seemed to be a frightened musk deer.
Before she had time to think carefully about whether something had happened ahead, she suddenly felt the drizzle falling on her body stop abruptly, and then a burst of noise came from the sky and arrived in an instant.
At first she thought that the night bats had returned, but when she looked up, she saw that the black color in the sky was far more than the number of night bats.
A flock of thousands of birds was like a net, sweeping across the sky above her head, blocking out the sun. Wild deer and mountain mice passed by in twos and threes, all in a fleeing posture.
The forests and valleys were shaken, and the wild beasts fled at night.
Then she heard the voice too.
There was a heavy and noisy chaotic sound that lingered around the foothills of Douchen Ridge. If you didn't listen carefully, you would think it was thunder.
But Xiao Nanhui was all too familiar with that sound. It was the clashing of two armies, the clanging of metal, the shrieking of shouts, the thudding of horses' hooves, the whistling of arrows. An attack of this magnitude could only have been the simultaneous deployment of the Subei and Black Feather battalions. And to draw both battalions into action at this critical juncture could only be the Bai rebels.
Recalling what he had seen and heard tonight, Xiao Nanhui finally began to understand the true meaning of the so-called "Spring Hunt".
She was awakened by the sharp sound of the flying wire breaking through the air. She looked in the direction where the dozens of black dots disappeared, gave a low shout, and flew Jixiang towards the dark foothills not far away.
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Ten miles away, at Douchen Ridge, the area between the mountain and the plain had been trampled into a muddy mess by hundreds of thousands of troops. In the mud, a sea of blood was surging, broken swords and limbs were everywhere, and the trampled mud was shiny black.
That is the color of land soaked in blood.
Sweat and rain mixed together in the mud, and the stench of iron and blood mingled in the damp air.
The dead soldiers were piled up in the pits, with friends and enemies stepping on them alternately. The armor on the corpses collided with the iron rods under the hooves of the military horses, making a dull and heartbreaking sound.
The surroundings have become a bloodbath, with former comrades facing each other with swords and spears.
Kill them... Military orders are as heavy as a mountain, and it is their duty to kill the rebels.
Kill them...A soldier dies for his king, and being captured cannot wash away the stigma of sin. Perhaps dying in battle here is their best destination.
A sharp knife cutting the throat, an iron spear piercing the chest, are no match for the cruelty of human nature.
If the soul also has a Shura field, this is the devil's paradise.
In just half an hour, the Bai family was already in a state of decline, but they still fought desperately. When their limbs were cut off, they used their armor to ram the legs of the Subei cavalry's horses. When half of their heads were cut off, they still stood in the rain with their swords. The rain washed the blood into their eyes that could not be closed. In their dim and dilated pupils, they saw a cavalry of more than a hundred people, who had torn a hole in this iron-like encirclement and headed towards the mountain road of Douchen Ridge.
clang.
□□ collided with the iron sword, and the two bounced away from each other under the huge force.
Xiao Zhun twisted his wrist and swung the sword in his hand across, creating a fierce gust of wind. Bai Heliu narrowly avoided it, but his path was intercepted.
On the mountain road, it was difficult to catch up with the large number of heavy cavalry at once, and even if they caught up, it would be difficult to form a formation.
But if you meet a tough opponent, it will be like a sheep in a tiger's mouth, and it will be even more difficult to escape.
Seeing this, Bai Heliu's guards rushed towards Xiao Zhun like crazy, but the Subei cavalry who followed the main general arrived in an instant. The two sides were entangled in a fierce battle. During the fierce fight, the rocks on both sides that were loosened by the rain began to roll down.
How could a small mountain path withstand the heavy armor of cavalry? If a landslide occurred, both the enemy and our own armies near the foothills would be completely wiped out, and who knows what kind of chaos would ensue.
Xiao Zhun knew this battle had to be swift and decisive. With a soft shout, the black horse beneath him leaped to its feet as if possessed by a spirit. He used the momentum to push on the horse's back, propping the shaft of his spear against the ground. He soared from the horse, kneeing the opponent's breastplate.
Bai Heliu was knocked off his horse by the huge force and barely managed to keep his balance on the edge of the cliff. A mouthful of blood foam spurted out and stuck to his gray beard in spots.
Xiao Zhun rushed forward with his spear, and Bai Heliu tried his best to draw his sword to resist.
The spear and the sword collided with each other again. The sound of metal rubbing against each other passed through their eardrums, and both of them narrowed their eyes at the same time.
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