For a time, the intelligence agencies under Shen Mo, nine main legions, the newly trained new army, as well as the chief advisers and defense forces, were all concentrated in the direction of Lin'an.

Even Ling Xiaozi gathered all the elite soldiers and generals in the Mowen Trading Company in his hand and rushed towards Lin'an.

This is the tenth year that Shen Mo has come to this world. He has reversed the major events in the world. He has already had an invincible army in his hands, and he is watching a tremendous change coming.

Now Shen Mo is looking up to everyone and the whole world is coming to his heart.

When he returns to Lin'an, it will be a shocking moment!... And at this time, there is still Shen Mo's army, which is still trekking north.

They are now located in Kuolianer Haizi on the Mongolian Plateau, which is the Hulun Lake in later generations, and are exactly 4,000 miles away from Yuguan, the easternmost end of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

This army is the Death Crater Camp, and they are chasing the defeated soldier of Cyretai.

And Qin Lietai in front of them never expected that his escape would be so long! There are actually two reasons why he could run so far.

The first one was when Qinlietai turned around and retreated. The target he chose was of course Huanzhou north of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, which was the base camp of the Grand Tutor King Bolu.

But he never dreamed that when he was about to arrive in Huanzhou, he found that the Tongzhou army's scouts were everywhere.

Moreover, an army with a number of more than 10,000 people is heading towards Huanzhou.

This scared Chilietai so much that he was both jealous. He never dreamed that when they attacked Yanyun's defense line, his hometown behind him was raided.

At this time, how could the thousands of troops left in Qinlietai dare to fight head-on with more than 10,000 Tongzhou troops in front of him?

So Qinlietai turned a corner without hesitation... Unexpectedly, this corner made him embark on an endless and cruel bloody road.

Because when Marshal Jiang Yuxin set out from Dushikou to Huanzhou, he of course took the route from west to east.

So when Qinlietai met her, the 20,000 troops in Jiang Yuxin's hands were just west of him, so Qinlietai turned east without hesitation.

After that, he completely deviated from the road from Huanzhou to Daerduo, but turned all the way to the northeast.

At this time, Qinlietai wanted to take, and he could no longer say which way he wanted to take.

Because the pursuers following him were already close, the dead grey camps like immortal demons soon chased the Cyretai and his group completely lost their belief in resistance.

The dead grey camp commanded by Shen Du is like a shadow cast by the Mongolian army in the sun, and they will never get rid of it! Every time Chilietai wants to divide his troops and escape, or when he is exhausted, all the Mongolian soldiers who stop will be shot and killed by the dead grey camp with rifles one by one without any mercy.

These people are cold and efficient, and seem to never get tired and need rest.

As he was running wildly, Qinlietai and his soldiers could see the figures of the gray-clothed God of Death several miles away as soon as they turned around.

Even now they no longer care about the formation and cannot care about the direction. From Qinlietai to the Mongolian army under his command, there is only one thought left in their minds.

They had to run to the front of their companions instead of falling behind everyone, so that they could temporarily survive! Finally, at Kuolian'er Haizi, when the vast and vast lake blocked Qinlietai's way, there were only about fifty Mongolian soldiers around him.

At this time, Qin Lietai looked back and saw that there were still three hundred pursuers outside the few arrows behind him.

They also opened a wide scattered line as usual. At this time, the Qi Lietai was nowhere to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground! He and his soldiers made a decision almost at the same time... They did not turn back and fight against the enemy, but instead mobilized the war horses and ran to the smooth ice surface as a mirror without hesitation.

The war horses of these people immediately ran crookedly on the smooth ice surface, and fell to the ground in a mess.

At this time, the dead and grey camp behind them still caught up at a slow speed.

The soldiers then picked up their rifles and began to shoot and kill the Mongolian soldiers on the ice.

The ice surface was so smooth that it was difficult for both people and war horses to run slightly faster than walking, not to mention that there was no slight cover here! So the Mongolian soldiers were shot and shot, and the remaining fifty or sixty people were all lying on the blood-stained ice surface in almost a few breaths.

At this time, the war horse of Qinlietai had fallen, and he was running forward desperately regardless of everything.

With a crisp gunshot, the heavy footsteps and panting sounds around him suddenly disappeared.

On this ice lake in the snowy plains in the northern country, a strange silence was instantly returned to.

...Qin Lietai was so scared that he didn't dare to look back.

But he knew in his heart that all his brothers had died completely.

The world was covered with white snow covered with snow. Qin Lietai could clearly hear his heavy heartbeat and his breathing like a windbreaker.

He knew very well that he was dead! At this moment, Qinlietai remembered the gray flag flying on Feihukou Pass.

Why did he ever go back there?

If he hadn't been stupid and volunteered to take back the Feihukou dangerous obstacle, maybe he could still drink horse milk wine on the grassland! At this moment, Qin Lietai felt regretful. Just when he was desperate, he suddenly heard a rhythmic crisp sound coming from behind him.

What kind of steel object was that sounded like jumping on the glacier... When Qin Lietai looked down, he saw a black iron ball the size of a fist slid towards the ice.

It quickly surpassed itself, and glided several feet away in front of its feet, slowly and slowly... Then, a shocking explosion shattered a large piece of frozen ice surface of Kuo Lian'er Haizi. The snow-white water splashes and transparent ice crystals were instantly blown into the air.

When everything returned to silence, there were only the bodies of more than fifty Mongolian soldiers who were shot and killed, and there was also a bloody ice hole that kept rippling.

At this point, Shen Du led the Death Gray Camp to chase and kill Cyretai and finally ended, and Shen Du also brought his brothers back to the south as fast as possible.

At this time, Shen Du felt that if he went back quickly enough, he might be able to catch up with the tail of the Battle of Yanyun and fight another battle with the Mongolian army.

But what he didn't expect was that after he trekked back to the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, he immediately received an order left to him by the commander at Gubeikou.
Chapter completed!