"Transfer to the front and back, no sound is allowed!"

Li Zicheng also whispered back like a small pole: "Come on, don't make any sound!"

This sentence was passed forward and backward, in a low and serious voice. So this command passed through the central army and the rear team through the mouths of the generals and the poles behind him.

In an instant, there was no sound of speaking in the canyon, and there was no sound of a gentle cough, only the sound of horse hooves, footsteps, and the sound of guns, swords and halberds. These sounds all mixed into the endless sound of pine waves on both sides of the canyon.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated their minds. After walking for more than ten miles, they left the canyon, and then there was an endless hilly area. At this time, the people had already walked for more than thirty miles, and the sky gradually became clear.

Such a marching speed is really fast enough, thanks to the lack of the drag of the old camp, and the rest are all young and strong. Also, there is a vicious dog following behind him, and it is impossible to be happy.

Further south, there were hills, not steep. Li Zicheng led Zhang Nai and a group of personal soldiers to ride horses over the brigade, chased Liu Zongmin, and said to him: "The hills in front are suitable for cavalry pursuit by the official army. Be careful and beware of ambush." ​​Then he pointed to a small hill seven or eight miles ahead and said: "Stop in front of that mountain, let the infantry rest. If there is water, drink a horse. Then quickly turn east and enter the mountain." After saying that, he left the brigade with Zhang Nai and his personal soldiers, and rode onto Gaogang next to the road, waiting for the central army and the broken rear troops.

The morning sun was as bright as melted iron juice, with a squirting light, flashed out of the ridge in the east from the faint mist. It shone on the forest shrubs covered with dew, and raised a vast white mist, making the teams in front and behind blurred. The red, black, white, blue and purple flags were still eight teams, each with the same color, fluttering in the wind among the undulating and tortuous hills, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and looks very spectacular.

Li Zicheng stared into the distance, not knowing where the enemy was waiting for him. His heart was filled with uneasiness.

Li Zicheng was thinking, suddenly a small school came to work on a horse, saluting him, and reported to him: "Chuang Zheng, General Li, the rear camp, sent me to report to the general. He Renlong's men followed closely behind, only two or three miles apart, but they did not attack us as usual. I don't know what the purpose was. General Li said, please command the general to the outpost and be careful."

"I have already given the order," Li Zicheng said, and then thought for a moment. "Tell General Li to speed up and not be too far away from the Central Army."

"Abide by the order!" The school turned his horse and ran to his post.

Li Zicheng knew in his heart that He Fengzi's pursuit was waiting for the battle to start before launching a clamp attack, but he didn't know where Zhao Xing arranged the intercepting troops, and maybe he would meet them soon. He saw that the outpost troops had gone by a small hill and disappeared into the increasingly heavy white fog. By chance, they could also see Liu Zongmin's white flag, Liu Fangliang's blue flag and Yuan Zongdi's black flag fluttering slightly in the jungle.

"Go to go," he ordered a small school beside him, "and ask the men in front to wait for a while, so as not to be too long."
Chapter completed!