"Hurry! - The whole army speeds up!"

Just when Chen Mo was facing the 100,000 troops under Wen Chou alone, a soldier was driving on the road more than ten miles northwest of Wumei Forest where Chen Mo was located. (1_1).

There were three hundred cavalrymen wearing black armor and black scarf. One of the generals led by them was thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a strong face. They were clearly the deputy commander of the Black Wolf Cavalry who left back then, and Zhang Yan, the current leader of the Black Mountain Yellow Turbans.

About a month ago, Zhang Yan, who was in Bingzhou, heard the shocking rumors that Chen Mo led the Black Wolf Cavalry to break through Yuan Shao's White Horse Camp. In fact, at that time, he wanted to return to Chen Mo's command. However, because Chunyu Qiong, the general under Yuan Shao, had a hundred thousand troops left in Hanoi at that time, so Zhang Yan did not dare to act rashly. Moreover, there was always a grudge in Zhang Yan's heart...

traitor……

Even though he was unhappy with Zhang Susu's actions and led hundreds of black wolf cavalry to escape in anger, Zhang Yan could not let go after leaving because he thought he had let down the trust of coach Chen Mo. Therefore, Zhang Yan was always hesitant about returning to Chen Mo's command.

Perhaps he did not dare to face Chen Mo again, after all, Chen Mo always took good care of him. Therefore, Zhang Yan took advantage of Yuan Shao's efforts to attack Yuan Shao's defense frequently, hoping to relieve some pressure on Chen Mo. At that time, the reason why Yuan Shao did not go south immediately after taking down the white horse was not that Chen Mo led the black wolf cavalry to harass him, there was another more important and unknown reason, that is, Zhang Yan's Black Mountain Yellow Turban attacked Yuan Shao's granary in Hanoi.

To be fair, given what he had done before, Zhang Yan hoped that he would never meet Chen Mo again in his life because he did not dare to face the latter. However, when Zhang Yan learned from the defeated soldiers of Yuan's army that Yuan Shao now occupied most of Yanzhou and that the Black Wolf Cavalry was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Yuan's troops, he finally couldn't sit still.

Shortly after Chunyu Qiong's army withdrew from Hanoi, Zhang Yan conquered Hanoi and led 4,000 Black Mountain Yellow Turbans to cross the Yellow River from the place to support Chen Mo.

Six days ago, when I heard that Chen Mo and the Black Wolf Cavalry were trapped in Wuchao, Zhang Yan even left nearly 4,000 infantrymen and led 300 cavalry to come to Wuchao day and night.

Ah, like him, those three hundred cavalrymen were also the Black Wolf Cavalry traitors who walked out with him...

My dignified Black Wolf Rider. How can I break my wings here?!

With this strong belief in his heart, Zhang Yan accompanied Du and Mu Gu, and led three hundred old Black Wolf Cavalry soldiers to travel thousands of miles within six days. He broke through countless Yuan's army's obstacles and rushed to Wuchao. However, when he arrived in Wuchao, a bad news almost caused him to fall into a coma.

The three thousand black wolf cavalry were wiped out in Wuchao?

How is that possible!

Zhang Yan attacked the defenders of Wuchao like crazy, and finally learned from the soldiers that Chen Mo led the remaining troops to escape east. So he didn't bother to rest and went to chase Wen Chou's army.

Unfortunately, he was one step late after all. The Wumeilin where his destination was located had a raging fire...

That was the fire that Chen Mo himself set...

"Shistor Chen..."

Tens of millions...

Never...

Thinking back to the days in the Black Wolf Cavalry, Zhang Yanhu's eyes were filled with tears, his hands were tightly pinching the horse's reins, and whipping the war horse under his crotch, heading towards the plum forest that was burning under the night sky.

Suddenly, a wave of Yuan army came from afar. There were as many as the tide. If you calculate roughly, there were probably as many as 70,000 to 80,000…

"Ship Zhang, there is an enemy in front of you!"

The cavalry under his command woke Zhang Yan up, who was thinking, and he couldn't help but feel shocked, and an unknown premonition appeared in his heart.

Could it be...

As if he had thought of something bad, Zhang Yan pulled out the sword on his waist with a clang, and the tiger's eyes were angry and shouted loudly, "Kill here!"

"Drink!" The three hundred cavalry shouted and raised the spear in their hands.

If Zhang Yan was cautious in normal times, he would obviously not have committed the obvious act of killing tens of thousands of enemy troops with three hundred cavalry, but this time it was different, because he was too concerned about the safety of Chen Mo and other Black Wolf Cavalry brothers, and he was eager to arrive at the plum forest burning with raging fire as soon as possible.

However, unexpectedly, the 70,000 to 80,000 Yuan soldiers were frightened and had no intention of fighting at all. Especially when they saw Zhang Yan's familiar black armor under his command, the Yuan soldiers actually scattered and collapsed.

"What's going on?"

Can't be defeated before the battle?

Zhang Yan and his more than 300 subordinates looked at each other, and it was difficult to understand what was going on.

"These guys... seem to be scared..."

While saying this, the Black Mountain Yellow Turban General Yu Du looked at the dozen Yuan soldiers who knelt in front of him, crying and begging for a lifetime. This made Yu Du, who had already raised his sword high, difficult to get started.

"Let us go..."

"I'll have parents and young parents at home, let us go..."

Most of the 70,000 to 80,000 Yuan troops fell to Zhang Yan and his 300 cavalrymen. The rest of the people even ran away and fled into the nearby forest. Looking at them kowtowing like pounding garlic and trembling, Zhang Yan and Yu Du looked at each other and felt that this was a bit strange.

"I'll ask you!" Zhang Yance shouted loudly, and immediately took a few steps forward and asked in a deep voice, "Where is my general!"

However, after the words came, none of the tens of thousands of Yuan soldiers who had kneeled down looked up and answered. This made Zhang Yan feel unswerving, frowned, and asked repeatedly, "Where is my general, General Fenwei, Chen Mo?"

As soon as he finished speaking, tens of thousands of Yuan soldiers seemed to be struck by lightning, and there was infinite fear in their eyes. They suddenly stood up and fled around like crazy. The chaotic scene made Zhang Yan and others really startled, thinking that what these Yuan soldiers were going to do.

"What the hell is going on?"

Looking at the 70,000 to 80,000 Yuan soldiers running away like crazy, Zhang Yan frowned deeply.

"Do you want to chase?" Yu Du asked in a low voice. (1_1)

Zhang Yan shook his head slowly and said in a deep voice, "These people have no fighting spirit. Even if they are kept, they are just useless people. Compared to this..." As he said that, he looked up at the direction of burning Meilin and said in a deep voice, "Let's go! - Be careful! - Those Yuan Jun seemed to be scared by something ahead..."

"Yes!" Yu Du nodded and waved his right hand. Three hundred cavalry followed Zhang Yan and headed towards the plum forest with great caution.

They couldn't help but be cautious. After all, the one who escaped just now was 70,000 or 80,000 Yuan Jun, but they were scared. In front...

What exactly is there?

A moment later, Zhang Yan and his cavalry finally understood.

"This...what is this?"

Zhang Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide, and a coldness appeared on her back.

What did he see?

He saw the terracotta that lasted several miles long, the terracotta soil stained with blood, on the terracotta soil, filled with swords, guns and halberds, as dense as a forest. In this forest, there were the corpses of Yuan soldiers and incomplete corpses everywhere.

The head, limbs, blood clots were everywhere, some sprinkled on the ground at will, and some hung on the weapons. The strong smell of blood even caused a layer of mist, with a red mist.

"Vomit..." Looking at the tragic situation in front of me, dozens of cavalrymen vomited pale faces, and the rest subconsciously held their breath because they felt that even the air they inhaled had a strong smell of blood, as if they were inhaling blood. It was disgusting.

"This...what is going on?" Yu Du sweated coldly. You know. He was also a brave general who killed people without blinking. However, he had never seen such a tragic scene.

Zhang Yan slowly shook her head with a pale face. Just as she was about to speak, a cavalry seemed to see something, pointed her trembling fingers forward, and said tremblingly, "Zhang...Zhang Shuai, front... front..."

"Hmm?" Zhang Yan raised her head and looked into the distance. In the hazy night, he vaguely saw the outlines of several mountains...

Mountain?

Isn't Merlin there?

Zhang Yan was stunned.

At this moment, the dark clouds that covered the moonlight quietly dissipated, and the endless moonlight finally shone on the earth, so that Zhang Yan finally saw the true appearance of the mountains.

Then there is no mountain, it is a mountain of corpses accumulated by countless corpses!

And in front of the mountain of corpses, there was a man sitting there, sitting on the corpse, his head slightly drooping, unable to see his face clearly, only slight breathing sounds...

"This is……"

Zhang Yan's expression changed drastically, and she was dismounting in a hurry, and the blood on the ground was dripping with clanging. She came to the man in a few steps, and knelt down in the blood with a plop.

"Ship Chen, the last general... the last... Zhang Yan's rescue is in a hurry!"

Chen...Chen Shuai?

Yu Du, Mu Gu looked at each other with an incredible look on his face.

The man covered in blood and emitting extremely strong murderous aura was actually Chen Shuai? The Chen Shuai who always cared for them?

Thinking of this, the two of them and more than 300 cavalrymen behind them also hurriedly dismounted, endured the strong bloody smell of blood from the blood and minced meat on the ground, and knelt behind Zhang Yan.

"Is it Zhang Yan?"

I don’t know how long it took, but the man sitting on the pile of corpses slowly raised his head, opened his eyes reluctantly, looked at Zhang Yan, and after staring at him with concentration, the man sighed.

"She... didn't come after all..."

she?

Zhang Yan had a lot of thoughts in her mind. He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare, because the man in front of him felt so strange. What was the heroic Chen Shuai back then, just like an old man in his twilight years, with a disheartened despair in his eyes.

Zhang Yan secretly raised her head and looked around.

What's going on? There were all the corpses of Yuan soldiers around him. Is it possible that I, Black Wolf Cavalry, and one horseman?

Could it be that Chen Shuai was facing nearly 100,000 troops alone?

And kill him to the ground and be frightened and defeated?

Zhang Yan subconsciously looked at Chen Mo. Suddenly, he was stunned. Chen Mo was covered in scars, his skin was cracked and bloody. There were as many as twenty arrows that were trapped in his body, and there were many fatal injuries. Some of them even revealed the wriggling muscles and blood tendons inside. In addition, Zhang Yan almost vomited in his abdomen.

"Zhang Yan's rescue is late!"

Zhang Yan knocked her head hard in the blood. At this point, he still didn't understand what was going on.

"Get up..." After a long silence, Chen Mo said in an almost powerless tone. It can be seen that he was very tired at this moment, and even felt extremely laborious in speaking.

"Thank you... Thank you Chen Shuai!" After kowtowing again, Zhang Yan stood up and looked at the arrow that was deeply trapped in the flesh of Chen Mo, with tears in his eyes. He whispered, "Chen Shuai,... Zhang Yan bandaged your wound. How about it?"

Chen Mo nodded slowly.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan came behind Chen Mo, took out a short sword from his waist, and looked at the arrows that were trapped in Chen Mo's body. He couldn't bear to say, "Maybe... maybe there was some pain, Chen Mo should bear it..."

“Um…”
To be continued...