Yang Jingxin and Liu Jiankuan, neither of them could convince the other, both wanted to give life to the other and leave death to themselves. In the end, the two had no choice but to continue fighting side by side, fighting and looking for a retreat route.

The Qing army came overwhelmingly.

Now, they finally understood why Yang Zhan didn't let them build an army or leave northern Shaanxi. Unfortunately, it was too late.

They could afford to die in battle, but they could not afford to get into trouble.

"Uncle Master, we must draw the Qing army away, as far away as possible, and we must not let them get close to northern Sichuan!"

"Okay, let's not fight them head-on. We won't be able to hold on for long. We have to use our ability to run fast to attract them to follow."

As a result, they were getting further and further away from northern Sichuan day by day, and even penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Qing army.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer Shu troops around them. Luo Weijie was dispersed, and his life and death were unknown. Shuai Shangke and Fei Dakai were also dispersed, and no one knew their life or death.

In the end, the only ones who could keep up with them were the dozens of remaining monks and Taoists from the Fuhu Army.

However, each of them held the flag of the Shu army in their hands, and the Shu army flag with yellow characters on a black background moved quickly in the enemy formation. Such a team actually contained most of the Qing army.

Jing Xin's white-barrel gun was a little bent because he killed so many people.

Seeing Kuan hand his sword to his hand, he declined: "Uncle, even if my gun is broken, it's still good to use. For you, this sword is better than thousands of troops, of course it is still

You used it well."

"No, to me, any sword can kill people. There is no difference between good and bad. If you hold this sword, it can be used instead of your gun in a pinch."

Jing Xin understood what he meant, so she simply threw away the gun in her hand and used her sword.

This sword is really sharp. Wherever it goes, it cuts through melons and vegetables. It instantly opens a way for oneself to survive.

Liu Jiankuan leaned over and picked up an ordinary iron sword from the ground, and threw it away without looking at it.

The sword seemed to have eyes, spinning in the enemy formation. Where did the sword's edge hit? The head rolled to the ground.

Then pick up another one? Throw it out again~~~

Just like this, countless iron swords were flying in the air? The Qing army suffered serious casualties.

How many days did they chase? The Qing army also became smarter. They no longer used human sea tactics? Instead, they used artillery bombardment.

However, Liu Jiankuan and Yang Jingxin ran faster than cannonballs.

Now, dozens of them have become the nails in Tu Hai's heart.

Someone suggested that we should stop chasing him? According to the emperor's wishes, we can just go straight to Sichuan.

But Tuhai said: "If we don't drive out the Shu army, even if we occupy Sichuan, it will not be stable."

In his heart, did he want to avenge Yang Jingxin for driving him out of Hanzhong? For such revenge, the only way to get revenge is to kill him quickly. No matter how many Qing soldiers were sacrificed, he would still have to avenge this revenge.

So, he came up with a plan to surround and eliminate the prey.

Yang Jingxin and Liu Jiankuan sometimes ran north, sometimes east, or even west? They just didn't run south.

Hundreds of thousands of Qing troops have formed an encirclement as they ran around.

They don't know, they can't know, and they don't want to know.

The expected results just come sooner or later.

Amidst the roar of cannons from all directions, the monks and Taoist priests fell one by one, and the Shu army flag with yellow characters on a black background burned in the flames of war.

Liu Jiankuan let out a desperate roar and thrust the last iron sword into Jing Xin's horse's ass.

The bay-red horse neighed loudly and ran wildly amidst the heavy artillery fire. However, wherever it ran, the cannonballs followed it.

"Uncle Master! Uncle Master..."

Yang Jingxin turned around and shouted, trying to control the horse, but unfortunately his horse went crazy and led him towards a river, with the flames of war burning behind him.

In the flames of the battle, Liu Jiankuan stood up.

He must stand up, he must rise into the sky, and let his brothers and sisters see how he was burned to ashes.

He stretches his body in the air, either like a galloping horse or like a lion. This scene is like performing all his stunts for his master, senior brothers and senior sisters.

He suddenly thought, well, if I survive this disaster, I must suggest to my senior brother to create a new "Yang Gong Nine Skills". This ninth skill is to complete the final blow while burning.

When his hands and feet were burned to ashes, he smiled, Senior brother, it seems that I am still not as good as you.

At the last moment, he heard the bell of Chongtongguan.

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"The Shu army is back! The Shu army is back!" Baizhang closed the door with thunderous cheers.

Yang Zhan rushed to the pass, and sure enough, the Shu army flag with yellow characters on a black background came from afar. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the entire army was not destroyed.

"Hurry up and lower the suspension bridge, switch it on!" Li Zhiyong ordered the generals around him.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Zhan stopped him.

"Lord Shu, if you don't let them in quickly, the Qing army will catch up." Li Zhiyong was furious.

"General Zheng Jiaolin, please come forward and speak!"

"Okay," Li Zhiyong shouted to Guanxia: "General Zheng, please come forward and talk to the Lord of Shu!"

Zheng Jiaolin emerged from the woods and said with a smile: "What? Has the Lord of Shu figured it out?"

Yang Zhan said solemnly: "General Zheng retreated before the battle, and his crime cannot be redeemed. Since the Shu army has returned today, I will no longer pursue him. I can let you in, but there is one condition you must agree to."

"What conditions?"

"From now on, you are not allies, but Shu troops, because only Shu troops can enter Shu territory."

"Haha, Lord Shu, we are originally the Shu army. Don't forget, I am still the governor of Sichuan."

"As long as we resist the Qing army, I can elect you as governor, but that will happen in the future. Now, you must obey my command and join the Shu army to defend against the enemy together!"

"Okay, I promise you!"

Baizhang Pass was temporarily opened, and those who came back were the defeated and remnant soldiers.

Luo Weichi, covered with wounds, lay on his horse and led his troops into the pass.

Behind them were Fei Dakai and Shuai Shangke. The two brothers were no less injured than Luo Weiji, but they managed to walk across the suspension bridge. When they came to Yang Zhan, they both knelt down.

"Uncle!"

This shout exhausted all their strength, and before they could say a word, they both fainted.

No need for them to say anything, Yang Zhan already understood that he couldn't wait to see Kuan and Jing Xin.

"Carry them down and treat them as soon as possible. A tough battle is still waiting for them!"

Late at night, Yang Zhan came to Baizhang Pass alone and looked at the dense forest outside the pass. Although he understood in his heart, he still had luck.

With Yijian Kuan's martial arts skills, he should be able to survive.

Although Jing Xin's skills are still a bit weak, it is still easy to run away at a critical moment.

unless···

Unless they don't want to come back.

Yes, in order to make up for the mistakes they made, they must not want to come back.

This can explain why there are no pursuers behind the nearly 10,000 remaining defeated soldiers.

Because the Qing army was attracted by them.

Jian Kuan, Jian Kuan, my silly junior brother!

Jing Xin, Jing Xin, my silly son!

Yang Zhan covered his chest and looked up at the sky. The sky was pitch black, without even a trace of light.

"Oh my God!"

These days, Yang Zhan dared not close his eyes. Ever since the scene of the death of Master Miaofeng appeared in his eyes, he was afraid that he would use the art of thinking, and he did not want to see those bad things.

He would rather pray with luck in mind.
Chapter completed!