Anyone with a bit of common sense wouldn't leave so many traces for the enemy, right?
What's more, he is a perennial warrior like Mi Yi?
Sitting on the horse, Zhang Liu did not dare to delay for a moment.
There are basically no forks in the road here.
Therefore, they just need to move forward quickly along this route.
He himself knew very well that it was obviously impossible to chase the Turkic Tartars at this time.
Because they had already wasted too much time in Zhangjia Village.
But for some reason, he always felt that the young masters would find a way to escape.
He didn't even dare to imagine what the consequences would be if the Koreans were really brought to the battlefield by the Turks.
Zhang Feiyi was exhausted at this time.
But even so, he still didn't give up.
Looking at the downhill road ahead, Zhang Feiyi did not move for a long time.
It's not that he doesn't want to move, but he feels that the slope is always turning...
He knew clearly that this was caused by his own dizziness.
He needed to wait for the dizziness to pass so that he could slowly go down.
Otherwise, he will fall down...
If this happens, he might die.
If that were the case, he would not be able to fulfill his promise to his sixth brother.
Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyi didn't know where the strength came from, and slowly propped himself up.
After just two steps, he collapsed to the ground.
Looking at the slope in front of him that was as steep as a straight slope, Zhang Feiyi finally lay down.
Just climb down slowly.
He knew this was slow, but at least it would ensure that he wouldn't fall to his death.
He didn't have any strength in his body now. He only knew that his body was very cold.
But he knew more clearly that he had to stay alive and wait until Zhang Liu and the others arrived.
He wanted to tell him that his fifth and sixth brothers were still in the hands of the Turkic Tartars.
He wanted him to rescue them, get them out...
"drive......"
"drive......"
As soon as he climbed down the slope, Zhang Feiyi seemed to hear the sound of horses stepping on the ground and Zhang Liu's familiar voice.
Seeing this, Zhang Feiyi dared not delay any longer.
I quickly turned over and looked not far away, and found that there was a small path to the right of the slope.
Seeing this, Zhang Feiyi was delighted.
He was sure that the stomping sounds just now were not his own, and someone must have passed by here.
Moreover, the direction was the same as when they came from, so even if it was not Zhang Liu and his group, it could not be the Turkic Tartars.
Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyi finally smiled for the first time in his life.
"Fifth brother, Sixth brother, wait a minute, Feiyi will go find someone to rescue you!"
After saying this, Zhang Feiyi forced himself to stand up and planned to continue moving forward...
But his head was dizzy and he didn't remember that he was on the slope at all.
He just stood up with weak steps and rolled down like this...
"Uh... uh... it hurts..." Zhang Fei said weakly.
Zhang Feiyi, who was rolled down, didn't move for a long time.
His fingers kept shaking as he tried to get himself up.
But he couldn't open his eyes, as if they were out of control.
His mind was filled with what Sixth Brother had told him...
He asked himself to take good care of his parents...
Let me remember to carry the schoolbag that my mother made for me when I go to college...
He also told himself that he must be a person who contributes to the Dashun Dynasty in the future...
How could he go back on his word?
In the dream, he had clearly promised Sixth Brother, so how could he not do it?
Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyi slowly opened his eyes.
Using all his strength, he climbed up very slowly.
As soon as he got up, liquid began to flow down his forehead...
I stretched out my right hand with great effort and wiped it gently, and then I found that it was all blood...
But why didn't he feel any pain?
He just felt very cold, as if he had gone to another place...
The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, so close that he seemed to see a figure who looked like Zhang Liu sitting on the horse's back from afar.
"Zhang Liu..." Zhang Feiyi called out weakly.
His voice was very soft and he didn't have the strength to shout out.
It was so soft that even he could hear it himself, as if only two breaths were exhaled.
He couldn't see clearly, his eyes were glued to the blood stains left behind.
At the same time, he felt as if he were regaining consciousness.
But no matter whether it was true or not, he raised his right hand.
He was waving to them, he didn't know if they were Zhang Liu, or whether they were willing to lend him a helping hand.
He had no choice but to give it a try...
"Zhang Liu, look ahead!" Zhang Qi, who was running in the front, pointed to a place not far ahead and said.
Looking in the direction of Zhang Qi's index finger, Zhang Liu saw a small figure with unsteady steps on the side of the road.
He was walking slowly forward at this moment. He didn't even know the direction, he just kept moving forward, but there was clearly a stream in front of him...
He seemed not to see...
Seeing this, Zhang Liu's heart was suddenly in a knot, and he said without thinking: "Go forward and take a look."
Because of the distance, Zhang Liu and the others couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.
I could only see clearly that it was a child.
For some reason, he always had a bad feeling in his heart.
Thinking of this, Zhang Liu whipped the horse hard on its back.
He clamped his legs tightly around the horse's back and shouted, "Gee..."
But as the distance got closer, Zhang Liu's pupils opened wider and wider.
"Zhang Liu, it looks like Master Fei Yi!" Zhang Qi shouted.
Zhang Liu did not answer at this time. Even if Zhang Qi didn't say it, he knew it.
"Master Feiyi..."
As he got closer, Zhang Liujing was completely sure that the person not far ahead was Zhang Feiyi.
But he seemed to be unable to hear his voice and kept moving towards the stream in front.
"Oh..."
When the horse stopped, Zhang Liu jumped off the horse quickly and walked quickly towards Zhang Feiyi.
At this time, Zhang Feiyi's legs were stepping into the stream.
But when the water touched his feet, he seemed to have no reaction and shrank forward.
He shook his head, trying hard to stay awake.
But I couldn't open my eyes, as if they weighed a few pounds.
And just now, he seemed to have a sense of something and actually heard Zhang Liu's voice.
Even the sound of him calling himself...
He couldn't see the direction in front of him clearly, he only knew that his head felt heavy...
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