Rumble...

The entire army tightened the reins, turned the horse's head, quickly got out of the fight, and charged towards the southwest according to the plan.

There is no nameless path connecting the mountain road, just to avoid the ambush in the three places.

"Hmph, I must die here for the Northern King!" The Northern King roared proudly, regardless of everything. He knew that the consequences would be very serious.

He had already rebelled, so he had to do his best to kill Zhou Jian, then kill all his confidants, and then slaughter the palace.

Boom!

In this way, the fierce battle at the City God Temple quickly turned into a chase war. The Beiwang did not go to Beicang to support him, but was forced to send tens of thousands of people, which greatly reduced Zhou Jian's pressure.

A small gap appeared in the entire encirclement of the Beiyuan army. Zhou Jian took this opportunity to crazily tear the gap and break through!

Zhou Ke knew that he wanted to surround Wei and save Zhao, but he was not panicked at all. Facing a mere 6,000 dragon cavalry, he was very confident to wipe out all the annihilation!

The night was rolling, and countless torches ignited the land outside the royal city. Even wild animals dared to show their heads in the mountains, because within fifty miles, they were all chased and surrounded by troops, which was too chasing!

Two hours passed, and it was getting dark. Both sides chased for more than twenty miles. During this period, the scene of cats and mice was constantly staged. The ambush in three places was divided into six, and intercepted them, which caused some trouble to Zhou Jian.

"Ahem!!"

Zhou Jian coughed violently, and the severe pain in his back was still there, as if he was a little blood stasis, so that the tip of his tongue was scarlet.

"Your Majesty!" people around exclaimed.

"I'm fine!" Zhou Jian gritted his teeth, then raised his head, danced wildly, and glanced around sharply.

"Your Majesty, after climbing the hillside in front, it should be the path you mentioned." Someone said.

Just as Zhou Jian was about to say something, the galloping sound of thousands of troops sounded behind him, and the arrogant and conceited voice of the Northern King even exploded: "My eldest nephew, why are you running away? The emperor is here to find you!"

Although he didn't have a word for killing, his tone was full of cruelty.

"No, they are catching up, and there is only one minute at most!" someone exclaimed.

Moreover, when the house was leaking, a scout said suddenly: "Your Majesty, there are ambushes on the hillside in front!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at it together, only to see torches rising all over the sky. At that moment, their faces fell into the valley.

"Bastard, how many people did the Northern King send to surround us six thousand people!"

"I'm afraid there are not half of the troops that General Wang Yu has attracted!"

At this time of chaos in the army, Zhou Jian stood up again, rode a high war horse, and pulled out a golden sword that symbolized the emperor in his hand. It was extremely majestic. He looked at the rows of dragon cavalry.

Roaring: "Soldiers, what are you afraid of!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers blushed and shouted: "Your Majesty, we are not afraid of death, we are afraid that we will not be able to send Your Majesty safely!"

"Fuck!" Zhou Jian roared and said domineeringly: "I will take you back with you if I bring you here!"

"Either go together tonight, or die together, bury the bones together!"

His words moved the entire army very much. They made plans to die and shouted: "Thank you, thank you, thank you!!"
Chapter completed!