The mountain road was quiet, the breeze was blowing, the treetops were swaying constantly, and a few fallen leaves would fall from time to time.

It's already summer, and although it's not that hot yet, there's already a bit of heat in the air, and the birds that used to chirp in the mountains and forests have begun to die down and no longer make any noise.

"Da da da~"

A series of rapid hoofbeats suddenly broke the tranquility of the mountain forest, and twenty or thirty green horses suddenly appeared in the narrow mountain road.

"stop!"

When they reached a fork in the road, a man in the lead suddenly waved his hand and shouted loudly. Dozens of riders suddenly stopped, and their sharp eyes quickly scanned the surrounding jungle.

Qingma Lanzi, the elite scout of the Shentu tribe.

According to the rules of the Shentu tribe, only those who behead five or more people on the battlefield are eligible to be selected for the Qingmalanzi, and they must be proficient in riding, archery, swords and guns.

There are requirements for height, wingspan, and age. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are one of the best.

All in all, those who can be selected into the Qingma Lanzi are all elites. The soldiers of the Shentu tribe are all proud to be selected into the Qingma Lanzi. Climbing up from the Qingma Lanzi is also a shortcut for the advancement of the Shentu Cavalry Army.

The reason why it is called Qingmalanzi is because the manes of the horses they match are almost all navy blue. They are good horses carefully selected from the major horse farms of the Shentu tribe. Their foot strength, speed and endurance are all excellent.

The best choice.

When the Shentu clan conquered the grassland before, Qingma Lanzi made great contributions. Some tribes even called Qingma Lanzi the ghost on the grassland and were very afraid of him.

These twenty or thirty cavalrymen were the vanguard in tracking the Liang army. They had followed Zhuge Mudu and his party for nearly a hundred miles, and they had completely killed this mysterious Liang army.

They had actually fought against the Liang Army twice along the way, but each time the Liang Army retreated as soon as they made contact, which was very slippery.

Now, several dead horses suddenly appeared at the fork in the road in front of them, lying on the side of the road in a mess, without any life.

A group of people got off their horses. The leader of the group carefully inspected several dead horses. There were two groups of people searching along the fork in the road. The remaining cavalry were guarding the mountains and forests on both sides.

Without any orders, a group of people have a clear division of labor, which shows that they are elite.

"Papa~"

After a while, the leading soldier clapped his hands and stood up, sneering:

"This group of people can't run far, and their horses are probably almost dead.

Without concentrated feed and no time to rest, even the best horse will die from exhaustion."

Although Qingmalanzi also chased this far, they had a steady stream of new horses, and at best they were just a little tired. They were much better than Zhuge Muddleheaded.

A subordinate strode over, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice:

"Head, I have checked the forks on both sides. There are messy horse hoof prints on the right side. It should be that cavalry passed by. The horse hoof prints match the previous ones.

As for the mountain road on the left, there is no trace of anyone passing through it."

"Hmm, are there no traces of the fork on the left?" Qingma Lanzi, the leader, raised his head curiously and looked into the distance.

"Yes, clean!"

“Interesting~”

The burly commander chuckled:

"How long can the remaining horses last after several horses are exhausted? At this time, Liang Jun's best choice is to dismount and walk. If he continues to ride, he won't be able to go very far and his traces will be exposed.

But they still left such obvious horse hoof prints, haha~"

A sinister smile burst from the Yan Jun scout's throat.

The subordinate next to him whispered: "What does the head mean?"

The scout commander grinned: "The horse hoof prints on the right are just a trick by Liang Jun to trick us.

Let's follow the road on the left!

If we're lucky, we can chop off the heads of those Liangjun before nightfall today."

"let's go!"

"promise!"

"Da da da~"

…

"Da da da~"

Qing Ma Zhi, who was galloping along the mountain road, ran for four or five miles in one breath, and the leader's brows became more and more frowning.

"stop!"

At a certain moment, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and stopped the rushing cavalry again.

"Tou, what's wrong?"

The commander frowned tightly and said, "Something's wrong. If Liang Jun walked this route on foot, there should be traces.

Even if they deliberately sweep away the footprints, they can't sweep the four or five miles of road clean, right?"

He had been observing the traces on the ground along the way, and there was not even a trace of footprints. It was really strange.

The subordinate nodded with understanding, and then said cautiously:

"Boss, is it possible that they didn't go this way?"

The leader's pupils suddenly shrank, and he pulled the reins fiercely:

"Damn it, I got fooled, let's go back!"

…

As time went by, the sun began to slowly set in the sky.

At this moment, Jiang He and his party were running hard through the mountain trails. Zhuge Tu was a scholar after all, and his body was not as good as that of these soldiers. He was already out of breath from exhaustion.

Zhuge was clenching his teeth in confusion, Jiang He supported him closely and tried his best to speed up his pace.

"Look at that!"

Li Er, a tall man, suddenly stopped, pointed at the man behind him and shouted.

Everyone stopped and turned to look back. A large number of birds flew out of the jungle there, chirping and fluttering in the air.

Everyone's faces turned livid instantly. This was the movement caused by the cavalry's march.

Jiang He said unwillingly: "It's Qingma Lanzi after all. He reacted so quickly and fell into our trap."

Li Er took a cursory glance at the place where the birds were flying, and said solemnly: "This is at most four or five miles away from us. We can reach it in the blink of an eye."

After all, the Yan army had war horses, and they were able to catch up so quickly despite taking the wrong route.

The atmosphere in the crowd was a bit solemn, as everyone seemed to know that danger was coming.

Someone frowned and asked, "What should I do?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at the young Jiang He. It seemed that every time he encountered danger, the young Baima Yicong always had an idea.

Such a heavy burden suddenly fell on Jiang He. Jiang He did not speak, but looked at Zhuge Muddle-headed silently, with a hint of madness in his eyes.

Zhuge Muzong smiled calmly: "You can decide, the fate of the poor monk is no different from that of all of you.

What's more, our Liang army has always lived and died together, so why should we be afraid?"

Everyone's eyes lit up and they couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhuge, who looked at Wen Wen's weakness, was actually calmer than them.

"good!"

Jiang He nodded fiercely, looked at the crowd and said, "I, Jiang He, are young, and thanks to all the brothers you have always treated me like your younger brother and trusted me to take care of me.

The situation today is dangerous, and the Yan army is about to arrive in an instant. Now we can only take the initiative to set up an ambush to intercept and kill them, and try to kill them all as much as possible.

We are in the dark and they are in the light. If we give it a try, there may be a glimmer of hope.

Otherwise, once they catch up from behind, there will only be death.

Brothers, are you willing to fight?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded heavily almost at the same time.
Chapter completed!