When they went down the mountain, Yuan Huai passed by a small group of cavaliers from the border town. The leader was a handsome guy who looked like the guy in the beacon. When he saw Yuan Huai, he had a playful look in his eyes and whistled. Yuan Huai suppressed his disgust and spurred his horse forward.
There were a total of six riders in the group. A rider who was half a horse's length away from the leader asked softly, "Aren't we going to kill them?"
The leader, who was still frivolous a moment ago, narrowed his eyes and shook his head slightly. "We'll kill them later. Remember, there may be more than nine beacon princes near the important town. "
The handsome rider snorted. "Brother Hanlin, we've killed our way here. We've already destroyed seven beacon princes. We're well aware of the situation!"
Li Hanlin, who had become colder in silence, exhaled. "It's never a bad thing to be careful. We can't lose our lives in Beimang again. Once we get rid of this beacon, we won't have anything else to do. After we go back … "
Li Hanlin did not continue.
How many of them could go back?
Li Shiyue bit his cracked lips. His eyes were cold as he nodded heavily.
There was a checkpoint about half a li away from the Ladder Mountain Fengyi. A Fengzi was dozing off under the shade of a tree. He did not even wake up from the sound of hooves that were not wrapped in a soft cloth. Fortunately, a crossbow arrow pierced through his head and nailed into the tree trunk. The Fengzi did not die in pain. His head only shook slightly. The rider deliberately stopped at the checkpoint and then slowly went up the mountain. There were two beacon princes from the Southern Dynasty who were joking around outside the beacon. They were waiting for Yuan Huai to buy wine to satisfy their cravings. When they saw the rider in Maolong light armor lazily appear in their field of vision, they thought he was a soldier looking for an acquaintance. They squeezed out a smile and went forward to flatter him. The six riders dismounted at the same time. Li Hanlin smiled and put his arm around one of the beacon princes' shoulders as he walked towards the beacon. He asked casually, "Is your Marshal Sui here? I finally got the chance to sneak out to take a breather. We agreed to go to Maolong to drink wine tonight. Don't stand me up! If the Beiliang really attacks, I don't even know if I'll be dead or alive. I'd better find some women and have some fun. "
Feng Zi was drooling with envy in his heart, but he smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes. Sir, you're right. If you trust me, this humble one will be bold enough to lead the way for you. I am very familiar with the brothels in Maolong. "
Stepping into the shadow of the fire beacon, Li Hanlin laughed heartily. "You're smart. I like it."
He was on the right track.
He was really on the path to the underworld.
At the same time, October Lee broke the neck of another First Wind Beacon. Li Hanlin signaled Lu Dou with his eyes. Lu Dou held a dagger in his mouth and a spear pouch hanging from his waist. He leaped high and hooked his hands into the Sui Wall. He climbed up swiftly and quietly.
There were fifty crossbowmen, but there were only six of them left. Corporal Li Hanlin, corporal Lu Dou, October Lee, and three other elite crossbowmen who had swapped their cold sabers for mang sabers. Among them, Lu Dou was no longer equipped with a saber.
Inside the Sui Wall, Li Hanlin was in a killing frenzy. He thought that everything had been settled, except for the female First Wind Beacon who rode down the mountain. He ordered Lu Dou and October Lee to search the Sui Wall for a secret room. Unexpectedly, an old First Wind Beacon ambushed Li Hanlin from a hidden spot. At that time, Li Hanlin was about to retrieve some records of the Sui Wall. In the end, Ma Zhenzhai blocked the sinister saber for him. The sharp saber stabbed a Beiliang man through the heart. The First Wind Beacon was obviously a master. When he pulled out his saber, it drew an arc and tore open the man's heart. Before he died, Ma Zhenzhai said that he wanted to return to Beiliang and take some money to give to the parents, wives, and children of his fallen brothers. The First Wind Beacon struck his saber swiftly and fiercely. Li Hanlin struggled to parry and was hit in the shoulder by the First Wind Beacon. Fortunately, before he could exert his strength, the First Wind Beacon was punched in the back by Lu Dou who had rushed over after hearing the sound. As if that wasn't enough, Lu Dou pressed the First Wind Beacon's head and smashed it against the wall. The First Wind Beacon's head was like a watermelon when it fell to the ground. Lu Dou looked at Li Hanlin, who shook his head and said that he was fine.
Li Hanlin walked over to Ma Zhenzhai's corpse and squatted down to help him close his eyes.
Li October's lips moved, but he still did not make a sound.
Li Hanlin calmly said, "Lu Dou, you are good at tracking. Ride my horse with the best legs and go after that Feng Zi who went down the mountain. Remember, you only have to chase for twenty li. If you can't catch him, immediately turn back and meet us at the first beacon."
Lu Dou silently walked out of the beacon.
Li October's fist pounded on the wall.
Li Hanlin raised his head and said, "Our Long Xiang Army has no intention of eating Li Gu. Let's see who will fall into the trap of Li Gu Maolong."
Dong Zhuo personally led eight thousand cavalrymen to gallop day and night toward Maolong.
From the very beginning, he was prepared to abandon Li Gu.
Fatso Dong only looked fat, but in fact, he was the kind of sturdy man who was not the least bit bloated. He rode at the front.
There was a constant stream of cavalry coming to report the military situation.
Of the eighty cavalrymen under Dong Zhuo's command, Beimang was the number one.
The eight thousand elite cavalrymen of the Southern Dynasty were second to none. Their momentum was like a rainbow.
Dong Zhuo habitually clenched his teeth, a haze appearing in his eyes.
Half an hour later, none of the one hundred cavalrymen returned.
Finally, a cavalryman galloped over. His body was covered in blood and his back was full of arrows. Dong Zhuo whipped his horse to stop him from dismounting to report the military situation. "Sit down and talk."
This dying cavalryman had blood seeping out of his mouth. He tried his best to speak clearly, "Three li ahead, there is a heavy ambush!"
After saying this, he died.
Dong Zhuo stretched out his arm to support the corpse, not letting him fall off the horse. He exhaled a long breath, clenched his fist and raised his arm.
The whole army was solemn.
Their fighting spirit was high.
Dong Zhuo did not move.
A large banner with the character "Dong" flapped in the wind.
The front was also called the mouth of the gourd. The two ends were wide and the middle was narrow.
The one hundred cavalrymen must have died there.
Dong Zhuo had always been very patient.
The other side knew that Dong Zhuo's cavalrymen knew about the ambush. Seeing that he did not intend to move forward, they rushed out of the mouth of the gourd.
The black mass of cavalrymen spread out like a tide.
Four thousand Long Xiang Army.
Eight thousand Dong Zhuo's army.
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