The Lushuihu originated from Anding, and the Lushui River flowed southeast into the Jing River. Since ancient times, it has been a semi-agricultural and semi-pastoral area where the Qiang and Rong live together. Among the Huns who were born brave and good at fighting, there were the remains of the Lushuihu people.

Deng San's group of horse thieves belonged to Qin Hu in the Xiliang area, while Peng Yiyuan's seven mercenaries belonged to the Qiang tribe.

As early as the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, the Qiang people cut off contact with the Huns and surrendered to the Han Dynasty. Although they rebelled many times, they were all caused by the indiscriminate killing of the Qiang people. However, they were all appeased by Huangfu Song and Zhang Huan and other famous generals at the end of the Han Dynasty.

Zhou Yang remembered that when he mentioned Peng Yiyuan's name last night, Deng San was really scared, so he asked: "What is the relationship between Brother Peng and Deng San?"

Peng Yiyuan snorted coldly and replied: "Deng San, the blood hatred between me and him cannot be explained clearly in just a few words."

Zhou Yang took a deep breath. If he had run away with his life timidly last night, it would have fallen into the hands of Deng San's group of horse thieves.

Zhang Xun asked from the side: "But you only have seven people, how can you deal with those horse thieves?"

A trace of splendor flashed in Peng Yiyuan's eyes and said coldly: "Whoever underestimates us seven will definitely pay a heavy price."

I saw that these seven mercenaries were tall and strong, and they were very skilled. Just because they just climbed ropes from the rocks, Zhou Yang asked himself that it was difficult to do it.

At the same time, she quietly glanced at the only female swordsman among the seven. She was only half a head shorter than the others. If she stood among women, she would stand out.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but look at her round and strong legs until she reached her chest, but was suppressed by her cold gaze and cursed herself secretly, saying that it was time for her to feel like this.

"By the way, Zhao Qi and the others are being surrounded by horse thieves." Zhou Yang suddenly shouted.

As soon as he said that the seven people were expressionless, they obviously had no feelings for Zhao Qi's life and death. Even if they were surrounded by horse thieves, what did they have to do with them?

Zhang Xun also said nothing. As long as he could save his life and return to peace smoothly, he would not hesitate to do anything even if he had taken Zhou Yang's life into it. He had already experienced this when he left Wuwei.

Zhou Yang knew that he would die in vain when he was alone.

Peng Yiyuan looked at Zhang Xun disdainfully, then turned to Zhou Yang and said, "I didn't expect that there were also people like Brother Zhou who were the officials, but if you go back at this time, it would be too late."

Zhou Yang felt ache when he thought of the loyal Zhao Qi, but he was helpless. He began to doubt whether the decision to leave Wuwei and use Dong Zhuo to go to Luoyang was correct.

Peng Yiyuan said again: "Now we need to prepare in advance to have the opportunity to ambush Deng San here."

Zhou Yang calmed down his emotions, stood up, and asked, "Then what can I do?"

Peng Yiyuan smiled and said, "Nothing needs to be done. You and Lord Zhang continue to rush forward, just pretend that you have never seen us."

Zhang Xun could not hide his inner joy and asked, "Really?" After saying that, he looked at everyone's faces and immediately asked the soldiers to prepare to go on the road.

"Why don't you leave?" Peng Yiyuan asked when he saw Zhou Yang standing aside.

"I want to stay and help." Zhou Yang did not return to the car. After all, they only had seven people, but the other side had more than fifty cavalrymen.

Although these things are hatred between the Lu Shuihu people, they indirectly saved Zhang Xun and the others. Therefore, if Zhou Yang is disregarded and escaped with Zhang Xun again, he would be too unwilling to be able to escape.

But Peng Yiyuan said confidently: "You'd better go! It's enough to deal with Deng San's mobs, the seven of us are enough."

Zhou Yang looked at the female swordsman's figure again, then reluctantly got on the carriage, opened the window and looked back.

When I just left Wuwei, I felt very comfortable riding on the carriage with Zhang Xun, but now I hate him very much. I really hope that I will become extraordinary and stay and fight side by side with the seven Peng Yiyuan.

However, reality is not simple, and it is often far from what I imagined.

The carriage rushed to the road overnight, and the two were silent in the car. It was not until four days later that they turned into the endless mountain road.

Suddenly, a pool of blood was splattered in the car window, and then the screams of the driving soldier came.

Zhang Xun was restless and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Zhou, you must save me. As long as you reach the level of peace, I will give you whatever you want."

Zhou Yang seemed to have not heard it, thinking that Peng Yiyuan and the seven men were eventually defeated by Deng San's group of horse thieves.

If even they are not the opponents of these Qin Hu horse thieves, then they will be even more unbearable. Not to mention saving Zhang Xun, it is still a question whether he can save his life.

The carriage vibrated, and it was obvious that the horse of the trailer was frightened and began to run around.

Zhou Yang stepped on the window and looked back at Zhang Xun, thinking that no matter how ruthless this guy was, he could never refuse to help him. So he took his hand and jumped out of the window.

The two of them rolled and crawled on the ground, regardless of what the people who came to kill them looked like, and ran away desperately in the rain of arrows, in a very embarrassed shape.

The sound of shouting and killing was everywhere, and the sword wind blew over.

Zhou Yang had already held the Nebula Sword tightly in his hand, and his eyes were full of figures of hybridization and chaos. With the induction alone, he was pushing Zhang Xun forward while parrying behind.

"Bor"

Blood splattered, and Zhou Yang was stabbed in his left arm, and then the Nebula Sword swept out with great force. Immediately, two enemies fell to the ground, blocking the other pursuers' way.

He took the opportunity to get up with Zhang Xun, rushed forward frantically, ignoring how many enemies there were behind him.

I don’t know how long I had been running, but I had reached the edge of the mountain road. Looking down, I saw a river at my feet. I couldn’t help but remember that when I was caught up in the anti-pornography, it seemed to be the same as the current situation.

"Jump down!"

Zhang Xun was still hesitating, but the pursuers behind were approaching.

Zhou Yang laughed easily, maybe after jumping down, he might return to reality.

Then he turned around and hugged Zhang Xun and jumped forward, rolled a few times under the hillside. He didn't know how many short trees were broken, how many flowers and plants were crushed, and finally threw them into the river.

Zhou Yang pulled Zhang Xun and swam down the fast river, but the shouts of killing were still in his ears. He could not have imagined that the enemy was chasing him relentlessly.

The water sound ahead suddenly increased, like a mountain torrent broke out. The two of them accelerated their movements and suddenly realized that they were hanging in the air. It turned out that they had reached the edge of the waterfall several feet high and fell down with the waterfall.

When the water splashed high, Zhou Yang was dizzy when he fell, the river took the two of them to the distance, and finally grabbed the weeds on the shore and struggled to climb up.

Zhang Xun lay on the shore with blood all over his body, and Zhou Yang was not seriously injured except for the sword in his left arm. He tore off his clothes and tied the wound tightly to avoid excessive blood loss.

I hurriedly took out the drawings in my arms. These things were his treasures. Fortunately, there was not much damage except soaking soaked, so I felt at ease.

Suddenly, Zhang Xun beside him spit out a mouthful of river water and woke up.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Yang asked, but saw that the other party was silent and hurriedly crawled over and patted his face.

"Don't...don't hit me..." Although Zhang Xun's breath was weak, he still didn't like to be treated like this.

Zhou Yang turned him over and couldn't help but be shocked.

This guy was caught in an arrow behind his back, and when he was rolling over, he forced the arrows to penetrate deeper into the flesh and blood.

Zhou Yang was very disgusted with him before, but now he can't help feeling sympathy when he looks so desolate.

Zhang Xun knew that his life was not long, so he tried hard to open his eyes, his chest was undulating, which was obviously a sign of his about to die, but he still insisted on speaking: "Brother Zhou...you... promise me..."

Zhou Yang faced the dying person, but was helpless. Hearing this, he immediately replied, "What do you want me to do for you?"

Zhang Xun said intermittently: "Tell your father... be careful... be careful Li Ru..."

Zhou Yang wanted to agree, but he was a fake general Zhang Xiu and originally planned to rely on Zhang Xun to go to Ding'an. If Zhang Xun died, he would be beaten back to his original state immediately and become an ordinary refugee who no one knew.

Moreover, the envoys are almost completely destroyed, and the food and water on the carriage are gone. I don’t know how far away it is to stay away from Anding, and it is still a question whether it can survive.

Zhang Xun saw his hesitation, grabbed his hand tightly, and said with pain: "You... promise me!"

After Zhou Yang nodded in even more pain, he watched him close his eyes and lay by the river with no vitality.

In the evening, Zhou Yang walked alone in the deserted wilderness, hoping to find a place where there are people as soon as possible and ask them for some food and water, because in the woods, there are no wild fruits in the novel to satisfy their hunger.

Occasionally, hares and birds skip through the distance, but they are not as easy to catch as imagined.

Before he knew it, he had walked all night, and a glimmer of dawn appeared on the edge of the mountain. Zhou Yang's throat was as dry as if he hadn't practiced the Taiping Jing pattern during this period, he would probably have been lying with Zhang Xun now.

Zhou Yang moved towards the direction of sunrise, and the mountains in the distance rose and fell one after another. Those steep cliffs that were unattainable were usually beyond the reach, not to mention that in this state, there was only a detour.

As a result, at noon, it was still spinning in the endless mountainous areas.

Until another sunset, Zhou Yang was exhausted and could only use the Nebula Sword to support his body.

When it was dark, an official road appeared outside the mountain. Zhou Yang was overjoyed and his strength surged all over his body, finding a way out.

On the road, I occasionally passed by caravans, but I hurriedly passed by and ignored him.

Zhou Yang reached out and touched himself, and then he realized that his fluffy short hair was thick and smelly, his face was full of thorns, his whole body was dirty and messy, and he returned to the original beggar in the desert.

Did you have to beg along the streets and even starve to death here after leaving Wuwei?

I'm not willing to give up!

Zhou Yang resisted his hunger and gritted his teeth and continued walking. He walked along the official road to a pass, but was stopped by the guards. Only then did he realize that he had arrived in Shicheng, which was Dong Zhuo's sphere of influence.

The incoming person must pay the city tariffs and check the household registration status. Don’t say that he is penniless, but the beggar-like appearance is hard to pass.

Zhou Yang thought that when he entered Wuwei City with the refugees, the defenders could all let go. It seemed that Dong Zhuo's tyrannical control of politics would only allow the caravans and carriages he had encountered before to enter the country, but he ignored all the poor refugees.

In desperation, I had to squat outside the gate and wait for the opportunity.
Chapter completed!