After Lei Yuan and others shot an arrow at the Cao army's team, the Cao army, which was originally marching steadily, suddenly rose up like a honeycomb burned by flames. When Lei Yuan rode his horse wildly, he could hear the Cao army's roaring voices on several roads around him, and the gongs and drums were ringing loudly; flags could be vaguely seen waving, and many military officers on duty shouted and formed countless elite teams to search everywhere.

At the same time, a dense bending sound of bowstrings sounded behind everyone, and the arrows shot towards them like locusts, and several knights groaned. It was Cao's archers who finally included them in the range of the range.

At this time, you can only bet on luck.

"Come with me! Come with me! Come with me!" Lei Yuan felt his voice hoarse, and he waved hard to his subordinates and rushed.

Compared with the terrifying strength of tens of thousands of Cao's army, the weight of these more than 20 cavalry is no different from that of mosquitoes and flies. With just a slight touch, it will inevitably be wiped out. The heroic spirit of provoking the powerful Cao army in person has not yet faded, and the intense fear has grabbed everyone's heart, twisted and tore it hard, causing their blood to coagulate and their breathing to almost stop. Fortunately, Lei Yuan remained calm. At this time, he truly became the only object that everyone relied on, and the person that everyone subconsciously obeyed.

More than twenty riders rode wildly and galloped south.

The reason why Lei Yuan chose this extremely dangerous route instead of going east is that, because Cao's army itself marched eastward and was in front of elite cavalry. If Lei Yuan and others retreated eastward, they were ramming into the vast search of cavalry; secondly, in this area, the gentler terrain generally extends east-west; within a very close distance to the south, there is a swamp with a wide range that can be used as a means to get rid of the pursuers... and crossing the swamp is a mountainous area that Lei Yuan and others are very familiar with. But even so, the escape process will inevitably be full of dangers and difficulties.

Lei Yuan rode his horse crazily along the route planned in advance. He ran for about a mile and ran head-on with a team of infantry who had just left the marching state.

There were not many infantrymen, about one hundred people. They sat or stood loose along the horizontal road. Some were unloading their bags, some were stying their bows, and some were placing their spears horizontally in front of their knees to check whether the spear head was firm. Seeing the cavalry rushing towards them, the officers leading the infantry roared loudly and gathered the soldiers, probably trying to list a formation that resisted the impact, but it was too late. Lei Yuan and others arrived like lightning, and instantly crashed into the formation.

Lei Yuan, wearing leather armor, rushed straight towards the infantry. When he was about to contact, he tried his best to stretch his arms forward. Then he shook his palm slightly, and the tightly-clenched sword was shaking through a person's chest. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the man falling, his horse had already wedged into the formation. He continued to ride the horse, and at the same time he pulled out the long sword and waved it left and right. At this time, he only saw a large bunch of blood splattering and heard a terrible cry; he didn't even bother to judge the result of the battle.

The Cao army soldiers gathered very quickly. With the sharp blade stinging, Lei Yuan suddenly felt a pain in his left leg. Perhaps he was cut by a sword. He didn't have time to look down and shout and fight forward. However, he was not a good player with superb martial arts after all, and there were too many enemies. He felt that his war horse was like a sea boat facing the wind in the raging waves, moving more and more bumpy and slower.

Fortunately, at this time, Guo Jing and the cavalry followed from the left and right sides, and five or six war horses rushed in a row, and suddenly broke out the gap in the enemy's array. Everyone protruded along the gap and continued to go south.

No one of the more than twenty cavalry died in battle, but about five or six were slightly injured.

The subsequent journey was safe, perhaps because of good luck, they never encountered an enemy. As they continued to run wildly, the terrain they passed was getting lower and lower, the land became wetter, and soon mud and water splashed. The shrubs on the side of the road were gradually replaced by endless reeds. They continued to move forward without stopping until the withered reeds suddenly obscured their bodies and slightly cut off the cavalry of the Cao army behind them.

This sudden quiet atmosphere seemed to bring an illusory sense of security. Lei Yuan saw several knights showing relief, so he lowered his voice and scolded: "Don't stop!!"

Lei Yuan continued to move forward. He knew that the water was deep in the swamp, but the reeds were sparse enough to pass through. So everyone continued to go deeper. Wherever he passed along the way, the puddles that would not dry up in autumn and winter became denser and denser, and finally connected into large areas. At this time, everyone got off the horse and led the horse. The dirty water surface over his feet, over his knees, and sometimes even to his waist. As the people and horses moved, a large amount of mud was turned up, making the water surface muddy like mud. Everyone was muddy, but they ignored it, and they were desperately moving forward. Lei Yuan felt that the injured part of his left leg was getting more and more painful, as if someone was pulling it back and forth on the wound with serrations. He lowered his eyes and looked at the turbid water surface, and there seemed to be no blood on it, so he accelerated his pace.

There is no time to rest, so you must leave as soon as possible. The scale of this swamp is very large, but for Cao Jun, it may not be a real obstacle.

Looking through the gap between the yellow and crisp reed poles, you can see several meters high in the distance, with blue and red flags being swung violently, and the sound of drums urging action from more directions was like thunder. Then, the clanging sound of iron armored leaves colliding and heavy footsteps pouring into the drums. Then, the crackling sound of countless reed poles being pushed down, the sound of water splashing when the group of people stepped into the reed marsh, and the sound of the shouting of Cao's soldiers also mixed into it, forming a shocking wave of sound, pressing from all directions.

"Here! Here! Hide first." Fan Feng found a relatively hidden shallow puddle, and quickly led the horse to the bottom and let it lie on its side. The crowd rushed over and lay in the pit together, not daring to make any moves. However, after the perspective was lowered, the thorns and reeds blocked their sight. Although the sky was getting brighter, they could not see anything except a small sky above their heads.

The feeling of half of the body soaking in cold water made the war horse a little uneasy. For fear that the war horse would suddenly neigh and startle the enemy, everyone pulled out the short sword and were ready to kill the horse at any time. Lei Yuan held the knife in one hand and hugged the war horse's neck with the other hand, spoke in its ear with a very slight sound, gently combing its mane and comforting it; this good horse looked at Lei Yuan with its tame eyes, occasionally sticking out his tongue, licking Lei Yuan's palm.

The group was waiting here quietly, as if it had been a long time, and it seemed not long. There were a few times when the Cao army soldiers spoke, as if they were passing by nearby, and gradually fading away, and they could not hear clearly. The sound of the cavalry running around the edge of the swamp also seemed to gradually disappear. Perhaps the generals of the Cao army discovered that it was really difficult for the cavalry to march in this swamp. However, in this sudden and quiet environment, the ears could not hear the sounds around, and the mind could not help but think, and all kinds of fear images followed.

Lei Yuan felt a little dizzy. He didn't notice the expressions of the followers and stood up from the water: "Don't delay, let's continue to go!"

The riders were a little hesitant, some people stood up, while others were still bent down and hidden. Perhaps because of the faint sense of security brought by this puddle, or perhaps the fatigue caused by excessive tension, people subconsciously did not want to leave.

"All up, keep going!" Lei Yuan urged.

With his urging, a tall knight stood up, bent his bow and slapped his strings, and then slapped his sword around his waist. This man was Song Jing, one of the entourages given to his second son by Lei Xu. He has been following Lei Yuan for two or three years. Song Jing's figure is taller than ordinary people, and he is quite brave. After he packed up, he wiped his face with his sleeves as dirty as black mud. After wiping it, he suddenly put his hands on his head and sobbed and curled up into a ball: "We are going to die here! We are going to die here!"

Once this negative emotion arises, it is difficult to control. After hearing what Song Jing said, several people around him showed despair.

"Shut up! Shut up!" Seeing this scene, Guo, who was a little far away, suddenly striking, hit Song Jing in the face, causing him to fall into the mud.

Lei Yuan slowly waded through the water, walked along the edge of the reeds, pulled the arms of the riders, and let them stand up one by one. Finally, he helped Song Jing up and patted him on the shoulder, as if nothing had happened.

"Everything is done!" Lei Yuan lowered his voice slightly and said to the cavalrymen: "Just just now, the Cao army was in a panic, so the troops and horses were running around and searching, so we avoid it here for a while. At this moment, they suddenly retreated, thinking that someone was sending orders to stop the restlessness of the troops; next, the Cao army must be defended by a large army, and at the same time, there will be a wide range of scouts to search for us. At that time, catching turtles in the jar is really dangerous. Hiding here is to wait for death! We must take advantage of the chaos of the Cao army that has not yet ended and hurry up and get out!"

He paused and said, "We only have twenty-four people, but we can challenge tens of thousands of Cao's army. Why? Because the Cao army is huge and the orders are not easy to convey, and we act ten times faster than them. Cao's army comes from afar and is not familiar with geography, and we are familiar with the road terrain a hundred times better than them! Therefore, there is no need to panic. As long as we move fast enough, we can escape unstoppable, and no one will die!"

"Twenty-four people challenged tens of thousands of Cao's army. This matter can be ripped off for a lifetime." Fan Hong and Fan Feng laughed: "Little Langjun, let's listen to you."

Song Jing looked at Lei Yuan, then Guo Jing, and said in a muffled voice: "Let's go."

The next journey was not easy to walk. The group had not been sleeping for a day and night, and they were all exhausted when they rode back and forth, but at this moment everyone was trying their best to persevere and move forward again. After about an hour, they approached the edge of the swamp, and the outlines of the mountains to the south seemed to be within reach.
Chapter completed!