The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 45: Kill the general and seize the flag, leading the way

If Su Ming intervened and came forward personally, he could certainly convince Temujin, but what good would that do for Guo Jing? At most, he would just make another contribution.

In this world, the greatest merit is to follow the dragon and save the emperor.

Only by letting Temujin encounter a crisis can Guo Jing make a greater contribution in this matter and further enhance his position in Temujin's heart. It is good to take precautions before danger arises, but how can it compare to the grace of saving a life!
Of course, Temujin might suffer a little in the process, but as long as Guo Jing can gain greater merit, everything will be worth it. Anyway, Temujin cannot die, so he has to suffer a little.

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On the hillside, Guo Jing was practicing martial arts.

The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan stood aside. Ke Zhen'e still had a stern face, while Zhu Cong, Han Baoju and others had smiles on their faces and were very happy.

Han Baoju touched his head and grinned, "I didn't expect that going to the battlefield would really have such a miraculous effect. Jing'er's martial arts have improved a lot."

Zhu Cong gently waved the folding fan in his hand, his eyes full of pride, "Yes, when we were his age, we didn't have such skills. After this kid got the hang of it, his martial arts improved faster and faster."

Han Xiaoying stared at Guo Jing's face. As a thoughtful woman, she noticed the change in Guo Jing's temperament and guessed that he had experienced something on the battlefield. She said with a little heartache, "But Jing'er's martial arts is secondary. Haven't you noticed that Jing'er has become more and more mature? His changes in the past two years are really huge."

Nan Xiren sighed, his eyes dim, "Ah, it's hard for this child. He shouldn't have to endure so much at his age. If it weren't for us, he wouldn't have worked so hard."

Quan Jinfa touched the steelyard in his hand and said with a smile, "In half a year, we will meet at Yanyu Tower. After the bet is completed, we will return to Jiangnan. I am tired of staying in this desert."

Han Xiaoying was originally from a fishing family in the south of the Yangtze River. She was not used to living in the desert. The worry on her face disappeared when she heard this. "Yes, compared to the desert, it is more comfortable to live in the south of the Yangtze River." Her voice was light and full of joy.

Zhang Asheng glanced at Han Xiaoying and said innocently, "Seventh sister, we will go back to Jiangnan together when the time comes."

A hint of unnaturalness flashed across Han Xiaoying's face, and she nodded slightly.

So many years have passed, and she has vaguely sensed Zhang Asheng's feelings, but for some reason, he has never broken the window paper. After so many years of companionship and admiration, Han Xiaoying has already accepted him.

But since he, a grown man, didn't take the initiative to speak, Han Xiaoying would be even less likely to take the initiative, so the two of them have been dragging it on until now.

The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan watched for a while and then left without urging them on. They believed in their disciples' self-discipline.

On the grassland, a blue horse galloped over. Hua Zheng rode the horse to Guo Jing's side with an anxious look on her face. "Guo Jing, Daddy doesn't believe me and has gone to Wang Han."

"what?"

Guo Jing was shocked and stopped what he was doing. "Why doesn't the Khan believe it?"

He thought that if Hua Zheng went to persuade the Khan, the Khan would definitely believe it, but he didn't expect that the Khan wouldn't believe it. This was bad!

Hua Zheng galloped all the way, panting, "I told him that Uncle Sangkun and Uncle Zhamuhe wanted to murder him, he laughed and said that I didn't want to marry Dushi, so I dared to make up a lie to him. I said you heard it with your own ears, but he didn't believe it, and said he would punish you when he came back. I saw him leave with his three brothers and several teams of guards, so I came to find you."

Guo Jing frowned, "How long has the Khan been gone?" Hua Zheng's pretty face was filled with anxiety and helplessness, "We have been walking for quite a while. Daddy said we should get there as soon as possible and leave before dawn. They all rode fast horses, so they are already a long way away. Does Uncle Sangkun really want to harm Daddy? What should we do?"

Thinking of this, Hua Zheng couldn't help but shed tears.

This was the first time Guo Jing had to make a major decision in his life. He felt a little hesitant. He took a deep breath, and various thoughts flashed through his mind. He took a deep breath, "Hua Zheng, my horse is a rare good horse. It should be able to catch up with the Khan. If you can't persuade him, I will go and persuade him. Hua Zheng, the most urgent thing now is to find Tuo Lei and ask them to gather troops to rescue your father."

At this moment, he suddenly thought of Su Ming again, and said in a deep voice, "After you notify them, go and ask my teacher for advice. He must have a way. You must remember what I said."

Hua Zheng wiped the tears from her eyes and nodded gently, "Yes, I remember it."

Then, Guo Jing used his Qinggong skills to run quickly across the grassland, ran back to the yurt where his mother and son lived, rode on the little red horse, and galloped away.

At this moment, the dawn was just beginning to appear, and the waning moon was gradually disappearing. Although Guo Jing was anxious, his mind was clear. "I just hope that the Khan can walk slower and not fall into Wang Han's trap."

Guo Jing had his reasons for relying on the little red horse. This horse was a Ferghana horse that Han Baoju had spent a lot of effort to find for him. Although the little red horse had not grown up yet, it was very majestic and had a natural love for running. It ran faster and faster, and the more it ran, the happier it was. Later, it seemed that it could not stop running on the prairie.

On the battlefield, the little red horse was his closest comrade-in-arms. The man and the horse had long been in tune with each other. At this moment, Guo Jing loosened the reins, and the little red horse galloped with all its might, but its panting did not increase at all, as if it was not exerting any effort at all, and it even had the strength left to neigh.

After running for two hours, the little red horse was covered in sweat. Guo Jing touched it and found that the sweat was faintly red. Then he understood why it was called a sweat-blood horse. He dismounted and let the little red horse eat some grass and drink some water, and then let it rest for a while before continuing to gallop.

More than an hour later, Guo Jing pulled the reins and focused his eyes. He saw three teams of cavalry lined up in the grassland in the distance. After counting them carefully, they should be three teams of a thousand men.

He quietly approached and saw the cavalry flags clearly, and knew that they were Wang Han's men. Seeing that they all had their bows strung and their swords unsheathed, on high alert, he thought to himself, "Wang Han has sent people to cut off the Khan's retreat."

Thinking that even Hua Zheng couldn't persuade him, even if he caught up, the Khan would definitely not believe him with empty words. Looking at the cavalrymen in front of him, he had an idea. The next moment, he squeezed his legs together, and the little red horse jumped out like an arrow, with all four hooves churning, and galloped towards the team.

Upon seeing this, the leading general immediately ordered his men to draw their bows and shoot at him. Guo Jing's movements were very skillful and his little red horse ran very fast, so none of the men could hit him with a single arrow. He rushed to the front of the formation, swung the golden knife in his hand, and killed several people in a row. The surrounding cavalrymen were unable to do anything to him for a while, and could only watch him kill their own captain and ride away.

By the time they completed the encirclement, the man and the horse had already run very far away.

After running away, Guo Jing looked at the flag in his hand, and his mouth curled up wildly. This could be considered as killing the captain and taking the flag. When he killed the captain, he also took the flag from him. Zhu Cong's skill of taking the flag with his bare hands was exquisite, and Guo Jing was influenced by him, so it was no problem for him to take the flag.

With this thing, he will be able to gain the trust of the Khan.

Guo Jing did not dare to stop and continued to gallop on his horse. He avoided three groups of ambushes on the road and ran for another two hours before finally seeing Temujin and his entourage. His large white banner was held high in front of him. Hundreds of cavalrymen were lined up in a row, trotting at a trot, heading north.

Seeing this, Guo Jing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he finally caught up.

Then, he galloped towards them. Temujin's men knew Guo Jing and did not stop him. They let him in. He ran to Temujin's horse and said in a deep voice, "Great Khan, Wang Han is cheating on us. We can't go any further!"

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