After Yang Zhan withdrew from the battlefield, he ran all the way north and his hair was all messed up.

Fei Xiaojin couldn't catch up with him even on horseback, so he just shouted from behind: "Senior brother, senior brother..."

The bloody corpses on the battlefield deeply stimulated Yang Zhan.

This scene is so familiar, yet so crazy.

He wants to return to the pastoral life in Heiniu Village, and no one can stop him.

However, he didn't know the way back, and he couldn't distinguish between east, west, north and south. He only relied on his own feelings to move forward, forward, forward.

The north has fallen into the hands of the Qing army.

Both of them were wearing Shu army uniforms, one ran and the other chased them, and rushed into their territory.

Qing troops were attracted in droves, surrounded, chased, blocked, and intercepted. It was more lively than the frontal battlefield between Malanlan and Zhu Pingxi.

Yang Zhan doesn't kill anyone, but no one can get close to him.

No matter what formation the Qing army organized and what weapons they used, they could not do anything to him.

He dodges, flies, or flies, appearing like a ghost among the high mountains and vast forests.

Fei Xiaojin, on the other hand, stopped to fight for a while from time to time. Because he was thinking about Yang Zhan, he had no intention of getting into trouble with the Qing army, and the Qing army could do nothing to him.

Liu Jiankuan and Miaofeng had already sneaked into the Shunqing camp of the Qing army. After searching for a long time, they could not find Jing Xin and Da Kai, but they were still distressed when they heard a soldier coming into the camp to report:

"Commander, there are two Shu army generals chasing them all the way north, and they can't stop them."

"What? Do they already know that Yang Jingxin is being taken to Baoning? Quick, quick, notify the passes along the way and stop them at all costs. With Yang Jingxin, Shu will not have to worry about being captured!"

Liu Jiankuan took a deep breath, looked at each other and Miaofeng, and both flew out.

The Qing army spread the word and pursued northward one after another.

Liu Jiankuan knew that there was no way to outnumber them, so he did not notify Lan Lan, and he and Miaofeng took a quiet path and rushed towards Baoning.

They knew in their hearts that Yang Zhan had hit him by mistake and Fei Xiaojin was chasing him, so they could not place their hopes of rescuing Jingxin on them.

Now, let them attract the Qing army, while they chase the team escorting Jing Xin from another road.

Yang Zhan entered the vast mountain forest and suddenly felt very familiar. Countless fighting scenes were replayed in his mind, which were so similar to what was happening around him.

He discovered that he had killed someone before, and he had used the sword in his hand. He tried to dance, and a large area fell around him.

No……

I didn't want to kill anyone, and my sword didn't even touch their bodies. Why did they fall down with blood all over the ground?

Fei Xiaojin, who was following behind, felt his scalp numb. What kind of magical skill is this, senior brother? The sword energy he danced could kill dozens of people in an instant.

The blood completely stimulated Yang Zhan, who screamed and waved the Fuhu Sword around wildly.

The Qing troops who could run fast had already retreated two miles away, and those who couldn't run quickly were immediately killed on the spot.

Fei Xiaojin didn't dare to get close to him. Even though all the enemies were killed, he still couldn't stop and kept waving.

If he is allowed to continue like this, he will end up either dying of exhaustion or committing suicide.

Fei Xiaojin shouted loudly: "Brother, senior brother, stop, no one is chasing you!"

Yang Zhan couldn't stop. He couldn't control himself. Many memory fragments tortured him. He didn't know who he really was.

The trees and flowers around him were destroyed by his sword energy, flying in the air. He alone formed a battlefield of swords and shadows.

Fei Xiaojin scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, he remembered a piece of music he had heard when he and Yang Zhan were in a coma.

He took out his bamboo flute and played it according to the tune in his memory.

The melodious sound of the flute echoed in the high mountains of northern Sichuan, and the surrounding areas were silent. Even the men and horses of the Qing army stopped to listen.

It seems that there have never been wars and killings here, only beautiful forests and gurgling streams.

Yang Zhan stopped and sat cross-legged on the ground, a standard meditation posture.

Fei Xiaojin got off his horse, walked slowly towards him, and sat down next to him.

The Qing army watched from afar and did not dare to approach.

However, among the nearby people who were originally hiding in the forest, some recognized Yang Zhan. One after another, they walked out of the forest and sat down silently beside him.

As if a hundred years had passed, Yang Zhan opened his eyes and saw his junior brothers who were guarding him, as well as the people sitting around.

His tears were streaming down his face, his shoulders were twitching, and finally he fell to the ground and cried.

Xiao Jin understood that he had woken up and knew who he was, but he couldn't help feeling sad in his heart.

Everyone cried bitterly with Yang Zhan, and the sound of crying was as loud as the sound of the flute before.

Even the Qing army was affected by the emotion. Those soldiers who had killed so many people and had long lost their humanity were briefly moved at this moment, with moist warmth filling their eyes.

After crying for a while, Xiao Jin whispered: "Brother, there are many enemies around us. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We must take these people out of the encirclement."

While they were meditating here, Qing troops from all directions were pressing in. It was impossible for the people to hide in the mountains and forests again.

Now that Yang Zhan has recovered his memory, he will never let people die for him again.

Even if you grind yourself into powder, you must use this powder to create a way for the survival of the people.

He asked the ragged people in a soft voice, "Folks, are you willing to come with me?"

"Always follow the general!"

"Okay, let me clear the way for you, Queen Xiaojin!"

A brand-new Yang Zhan was reborn. He grabbed handfuls of dirt and threw it towards the Qing army's formation. At the same time, he waved the Fuhu Sword and opened a wide path for the people.

The people followed him closely, withdrawing one mile, two miles...

Xiao Jin was behind, feeling both happy and worried in his heart. What he was happy about was that his senior brother had stood up again, and the Shu people had someone to rely on again. What he was worried about was that this method of evacuation would not last long.

When the Qing army came to their senses, they brought in cannons and with one blast, these common people were reduced to pieces of meat.

Just when he was worried, boom, boom, boom, the sound of artillery that had been silent for several hours in the direction of Shunqing started again.

The Qing troops who besieged them quickly withdrew and went back to rescue Shun Qing.

A warm feeling surged in Xiao Jin's heart. Senior Brother Pingxi and Junior Sister Lanlan saved them at the critical moment.

Pingxi and Lanlan led the main force of the Shu army and had already retreated ten miles to the south, but they still couldn't wait for the news of Yang Zhan, Fei Xiaojin, Liu Jiankuan and Miaofeng. Later, they heard that all the Qing troops were gathering north.

I expected them to be surrounded.

Lanlan and Pingxi discussed that the only way to save them was to reorganize their attack on Shunqing.

As soon as they launched an attack, they attracted the Qing army again.

Xiao Jin shouted excitedly to Yang Zhan: "Brother, God has given us this opportunity. Let's chase after the Qing army and help Lan Lan and the others capture Shunqing."

Yang Zhan heard that Lan Lan and Heping were attacking Shunqing, so he chased after the Qing army and beat them hard, scattering half of the Qing army that came back to rescue Shunqing.

As the sound of the siege artillery gradually became muted, Yang Zhan estimated that Lan Lan had succeeded, so he took everyone to hide in the mountains and forests, opening a way for the Qing army to escape north.
Chapter completed!