final catastrophe

Chapter 410 94. Escape
The first army set off first, because it was just cleaning work, and farmers and rebels from all over the country responded, so we know it went well.

The city of Donghe is surrounded by mountains and rivers, while the west gate has started to fight, but the east gate has been opened wide.

This is a group of officers and soldiers who are domineering on weekdays and are directly under the city lord. They know that even if they surrender, they will die.

After a short initial confrontation, after confirming that they could not win, they began to evacuate.

The leader was an extremely shrewd thin middle-aged man with a bright eye, wrapped in a suit of dull brass armor that didn't quite fit, and a saber that was standard for the emperor's power on his waist.

This person is the Lord of Donghe City, and he is secretly rejoicing that at the beginning of the war, he fled with his confidants and dead soldiers early, otherwise he would have already fallen into the city by this time.

Flee to the northeast!
The Emperor Tianque is there.

Naturally, he would not be able to escape into the imperial capital. He would then bypass the imperial capital and continue heading north, bringing with him the money he had packed, and the dead soldiers who would occupy the mountains in the north as kings. , Pretending to be probation and being recruited.

At that time, he will change suddenly, maybe become a small official again, and then rely on money to slowly climb up.

However, the city lord fled, and the defenders of Donghe City quickly surrendered. After Emperor Yan's army broke through the city, after a little questioning, they understood the whereabouts of the city lord.

At this time, it was early winter, and the rain was icy cold, and later it began to turn into light snow.

The muddy ground was extremely muddy, and the slush sank hoofs, which greatly slowed down the marching speed.

"Run, run, run!"

In the wind and snow, the shrewd city lord who was fleeing roared loudly, while whipping his horse, every time the whip as thick as a python went up and down, it caused the wind and snow to rise and fall.

The snow fell more and more. At first, it was just a sprinkle of salt grains, but soon it became bigger and turned into goose feathers, making the whole world a vast expanse of whiteness.

The city owner knew that if he couldn't find a foothold before nightfall, he might lose a lot for no reason.

But at the same time, he was pleasantly surprised.

Because heavy snow will also block the footsteps of the pursuer.

However, the morale of Emperor Yan's army was very high, and they soon followed from afar.

Two teams, one in front and one behind, competed in the heavy snow.

"We can't be caught up by them! Let's leave a few dead men behind to stop us!"

"It's useless, run quickly, you just need to evacuate this flat road, the canyon mountain road is in front of you."

"The terrain of the mountain road is complicated. If outsiders don't know it well, it's easy to get lost. As long as we enter, we can be safe."

The city lord in the brass armor took the lead, while his confidants were discussing with each other.

At this moment, a thunder-like sound was suddenly thought of in the snowflakes.

Bang.
A little black cold light exploded from a distance like lightning, and the city lord felt that his whole body was shrouded in death, and his back felt cold.

Fortunately, the distance is still far away, he hastily bowed his head, and at the same time shouted sharply: "Where is the dead man!"

As soon as the voice fell, a dead man hurriedly rushed in front of him. The black cold light was extremely fast. After this movement, it had already circled in front of him, and pierced the dead man's head like a sharp knife. Into the still green watermelon, submerged without sound.

Only then did the city lord see clearly that it was a black flying knife, with no handle, a single edge, and the blade was as thin as paper.

He glanced over the distance, but he couldn't see anything, except for the sound of horses' hoofs rushing on both sides, and the sound of shouting, there was nothing else.

"What kind of power can you reach such a long distance? And it can hit?!?"

The city lord felt unimaginable, but there was a slight "bang" sound in the distance, and the black flying knife continued to pass through the heavy snow, like a ferocious cheetah staring at its prey and began to run faster.

"Protect me, protect me!!"

The city lord didn't dare to look any longer, he rode his horse and fled in despair, while the dead soldiers had been brainwashed and instilled with the idea of ​​absolute loyalty, combined with drug control, they couldn't violate it at all.

This was a big price for the city lord to ask those people to help with the training.

Now he began to rejoice that he was not so stingy back then, otherwise he would have been cut off by the black flying knife at this time.

"Run, run!"

The two teams were hunting and fleeing like ferocious beasts in the cold.

The path narrowed, and small mounds began to appear, rising and falling like graves.

Looking further ahead, it was a pitch-black shadow that started to turn from low to high, piercing straight into the sky one after another, like sharp knives.

"Coming!"

"Speed ​​up, speed up! Protect me!"

The city lord roared, and there were fewer and fewer dead soldiers around him.

At this moment when he was about to be safe, he couldn't help but feel relieved. The mountain road in front of him had eighteen bends, and there were so many forks. As long as he entered, he could leave by relying on his familiarity with the terrain.

But at the sign of relaxation, he couldn't help but start to complain a little.

Emperor Shang is too incompetent, everyone else has broken through the Ziwei pass, and no reinforcements have been seen yet.

"Cut, don't care about him, I'll come out again when the world is stable." The city lord thought so.

And at this moment, there was a rattling sound in the distance.

It was the sound of a lonely hooves.

There is no huge sound, no momentum, just like a traveler riding a horse in the spring, and galloping on the green field.

Da da da.
The sound of horseshoes, which should have been covered up by the wind and snow and the noise of the army chasing, was so clear for some reason.

"what is that?"

In the misty snow and mist, the city lord saw a black horse and a figure on the horse.

It is not clear in the haze, but the hair of the figure can be vaguely seen, raised back, like a warrior's cloak.

After the dark horse, a group of red-armored figures followed quickly.

It is not appropriate to talk about the army, because there are not even a thousand people.

There is absolutely no way that the direction from which the attack came was the Emperor Yan's army, so if you think about it, you must have fled in embarrassment just like yourself.

The shrewd city lord thought so.

If this is the case, then gather in one place. Those who can be brought along at this time must be soldiers with outstanding combat effectiveness and high loyalty. If they encounter local forces at that time, they will be able to fight. , must be the same idea.

It's just that I haven't seen such troops around here, so...
The mayor was thinking about it.

And soon, he realized something was wrong.

Because the army was moving extremely fast, the red armored soldiers did not ride horses, but they ran at the same speed as horses
Glancing at his confidant, the latter sped up his horse and shouted luckily, "Hey, my lord is the Lord of Donghe City, who is coming from the opposite side!"

But the black horse didn't answer, and didn't stop.

The confidant shouted again: "The Yan Bandit army is chasing after us, why don't you and I break out together."

Still no response.

During the raging wind and snow, that black shadow turned into black light.

And the city lord saw the appearance of the person who came, with black armor and white sword, and a face that was so gentle that there was no warmth at all.

(End of this chapter)