The sun sets and the sky gradually faded. The shouts of killing in the village slowly subsided, but the bloody smell slowly rose, as strong as if it was about to turn into substance, and even the whistling north wind could not dissipate. The Hu people slashed and killed half an hour, and almost killed all the Jin troops. At this moment, they divided into countless teams to collect the entire village, cut off the heads of each Jin army corpse, and took away the armor, weapons and property. A crazy laughter and a few shrill screams came from the other end of the village, which was the Hu people who were torture and killing prisoners for fun.

Lu Yao ran away with his waist, as if he was passing through a narrow alley and jumping into a ruin. Before the collapse, there might be a big house, with wood and bricks scattered all over the ground. Lu Yao curled up in the shadow of a beam and wood and looked out, and after a while of observation, he waved.

Xue Tong, He Yun and two other soldiers rushed in one by one. Fortunately, the ruins were quite large and could barely accommodate them. These people were the last remaining troops of the 30,000 Jin army.

They hid in the east and west of the city and encountered Hu people in the team several times. Relying on Lu Yao and Xue Tong's martial arts skills, they were even more aggressive in starting a new job. Because the Hu people chased Jin troops everywhere and were distracted, they even escaped by chance. The broken walls in this village seemed like a maze, which helped a lot at this time.

At this moment, Lu Yao's helmet went wherever he went, and a deep bone-deep wound was cut on his left cheek. His originally handsome face became distorted and terrifying. His armor was shattered and barely covered with blood. He was covered in blood and he was not sure whether it was his or his enemy's. The silver spear in his hand had long been contaminated with blood and turned black and red. Xue Tong and others were all in a mess, as if they were evil ghosts.

Everyone lay in the ruins and looked out through the cracks in the wall.

"That is the south gate of the village. We were blocked by earth and rocks. Hu Renren just opened it. Two miles away from the door was the forest." Lu Yao whispered: "Although Hu people are so angry, they won't keep going. They have to go camping outside the village. We just have to wait until night to slip away."

Everyone nodded, and as life was about to be in front of them, they all showed a relaxed expression.

He Yun chuckled softly and said, "This place is a hidden good place, and the Hu people can't find it easily. Let me take a break..."

Before they finished speaking, a wooden door on a brick wall was kicked open directly behind them, and several Huns rushed into the ruins.

Lu Yao and Xue Tong are both martial arts practitioners, so they should be very clear-headed. Unexpectedly, they were completely unaware of anything before, and everyone was shocked. The Hu people were just searching for spoils, but they didn't expect to meet the enemy suddenly. Both sides were stunned.

The first thing that came to his senses was Xue Tong. He roared and rushed over, slashing a Hu man in two pieces. However, the second Hu man had a good martial arts skills. He flew in his palm, shouting and shouting, fighting with Xue Tong for several moves. When Lu Yao joined the battle group and stabbed him, the third Hu man was already yelling and running away.

Xue Tong pulled her feet and chased her, but Lu Yao dragged her back.

"No need to chase!" Lu Yao said sternly: "Even if you catch up, it's too late! At this time, no other defeated soldiers attracted the attention of the Hu people, and we will immediately become the target of public criticism!"

He pointed straight to the direction of the Nanmen Gate, and his eyes were almost emitting light: "It's over now, I can only seek to survive in death and seize the door!"

Those who can persevere until now in such a harsh environment are all decisive people, and everyone immediately responded to the promise.

Lu Yao rushed in the front, Xue Tong followed closely, and five people rushed straight to the south gate!

The one who was ordered to guard the South Gate was originally a centurion. However, when the battle situation was settled, he had already taken most of his capable men to sweep the battlefield. The remaining Hu people sat or lie lazily by the door. When they heard the sound of the ruins, someone stood up and watched.

The ruins were fifty steps away from the South Gate, and Lu Yao rushed to the scene like a galloping horse. In the blink of an eye, Xue Tong followed him. The two of them sacrificed their lives and fought each other with their own tricks. They killed several people like chopping melons and vegetables, and rushed out of the narrow door hole!

When he arrived outside the village, Lu Yao was overjoyed.

He had just seen the guarding situation of the South Gate clearly and had carefully calculated several times. With his martial arts, he was at least 70% sure. But after he broke out of the camp, how could he avoid the pursuit of the Hun cavalry? This was a life-and-death matter. He had no choice but to do anything, so he suggested waiting for a sneak out at night. Unexpectedly, there was more than a dozen saddle-shaped war horses tied outside the South Gate!

Everyone got on the horse and chopped all the horses they didn't use.

In just a while, a bow and arrow shot down from the village wall. A soldier groaned and caught an arrow in his vest, and immediately stopped moving. The rest of the people were dancing and called arrows, and then rode their horses and left.

The horses were actually rare good horses, and they ran away in a blink of an eye. The trees on both sides quickly retreated, and in the village behind them, the Huns seemed to be shouting loudly, but the sound gradually became farther away.

Lu Yao breathed a long sigh and couldn't help but feel a little bit of a life after the disaster. This last attempt, forced to do so, was like a dream. The good horse under his seat made the escape more than twice as fast as the cavalry of the Huns reacted, everyone was probably going to plunge into the deep mountains and forests dozens of miles away. The Huns wanted to find Lu Yao and others in the continuous vast mountains and forests of Bingzhou, but they were just looking for needles in the haystack.

The roads in the forest were rugged, so it was obvious that everyone had different riding skills. Lu Yao and Xue Tong were naturally fine. He Yun's riding skills were really inferior, so he followed carefully with his horse's neck. Fortunately, it was far away from the city wall, so Lu Yao simply stopped the horse and waved his hand to let Xue Tong and He Yun take a step first. He was about to check the movements of the Hu people again.

At this moment, a strange sound of shaking trees came. It seemed as if a group of extremely agile beasts were walking through the forest, with an unimaginable speed!

Someone was chasing him, and he was an extremely elite cavalry! How did the Huns react so quickly? Lu Yao was shocked and drove away.

However, this road was really hard to go. After two steps, it was entangled by several thorns. Lu Yao beat the horse repeatedly, but the horse just neighed and didn't move. Lu Yao had no choice but to bend down to remove the thorny branches.

It was a long time to say that, and at this moment, countless branches and leaves in front of him burst into full swing, and a huge figure rushed towards him. The black robe and clothes flew, as if they were flying in the air.

The attack was simply unstoppable. Lu Yao shouted loudly, rolled over to the right with all his might and dropped off his horse, then raised the spear railing in front of his chest.

With a "bang", the spear was hit by a powerful force and almost flew out of his hand.

Lu Yao turned to the ground. The sweat beads on his forehead oozed out drippingly, gathering on his face into streams, and finally flowed down his neck like a waterfall. His violent movement just now pulled several wounds. At this moment, his left waist and hips were almost unconscious, and his left leg was not able to move effectively, so he could only barely support his body.

The man lost his attack and stopped chasing him. He just stood with his hands on his shoulders and looked at Lu Yao coldly.

Xue Tong and others discovered that Lu Yao had encountered an enemy and rushed to help him, but they were still far away.

Lu Yao gasped violently, pointing his gun straight at the terrifying powerful enemy opposite him. He knew very well: in this round he had just been in the way, he was at a disadvantage and could only survive his death by relying on the instincts that burst out from the moment of life and death. Since the first year of Yongning, Lu Yao has gone to the north and south, thinking that the martial arts he had honed were not inferior to those of the famous masters of the world. But compared with the person in front of him, it was a world of difference.

Lu Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man carefully. This man was extremely tall and majestic, with long and powerful limbs, his eyes shining with dark red rays, like a ferocious beast. His eyes were a little ridiculous and despised, just like a beast staring at its prey. A white hair under his left ear was very shiny, and it floated slightly with his breath.

That’s right, this person is Liu Cong, the King of Zuo Guli, who was regarded as a symbol of invincibility by the Huns!

Lu Yao was shocked.

Liu Cong said in a deep voice: "Good skills can be called a hero. If you surrender at this time, I will protect your life without worries." His voice was a little hoarse, but it was extremely thick, which made Lu Yao's ear drums ached faintly.

Lu Yao took a deep breath and shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness. The overall situation is so ruined. The people who are robbing me only seek the righteousness and dare not live in secret."

Liu Cong smiled at the sky and said, "Okay!" The gust of wind rose up in the laughter, and he rushed straight to Lu Yao!

Lu Yao was already on guard, and now he held a gun in his hands and used all his strength to block it.

"Dang--" with a loud noise, Liu Cong's palm fell on the steel-made gun rod. Lu Yao stood still and flew backwards and broke countless branches before he stood firm.

The spear in Lu Yao's palm danced horizontally, and the gun shadow suddenly became like a forest, and the gun wind was like rain, which prevented Liu Cong from chasing. However, it could not be stopped! Liu Cong went in through the gun shadow, and entered through the gun wind! Lu Yao's body flashed, avoiding Liu Cong's punch without any hesitation. But he felt a buzzing sound in his ears, his hair bun was swept by the fist wind, and it exploded with a bang, and countless hairs exploded into debris.

The figures of the two interlaced and took a few steps back.

Lu Yao did not dare to allow Liu Cong to take the lead, and yelled and stabbed him. He had worked hard on this spear for nearly ten years, and he had received guidance from several famous masters. This time, he took full advantage of his strength, following his feet, his arms, and his wrists, and his whole body suddenly burst out. The whole gun was like a spiritual snake coming out of the hole, with great power.

Liu Cong showed a sneer on his lips, and his body was as motionless as a mountain.

The two were about three meters apart, which was originally a distance that long weapons were good at using. When Lu Yao was halfway through the way, he exhaled and opened his breath. Wherever the blade was heading, he brought a sharp whistling and his momentum rose again.

At this moment, Liu Cong suddenly jumped up. His huge body was as movable as a swift, and before Lu Yao could react, the distance between the two sides became less than four feet in an instant. Liu Cong forced into Lu Yao's inner circle, and his right palm flipped up from his ribs, as if he was carrying a rumbling thunder.

Within such a distance, the spear was completely unable to play a role. Unless Lu Yao immediately abandoned the gun and retreated, he would have to take Liu Cong's inevitable thunderous palm.

Lu Yao did not retreat, but instead put his arms around his chest, shaking Liu Cong! The two sides competed for a moment, and Lu Yao groaned, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and fell to the ground.

Liu Cong continued to pursue, and his protruding fist quickly expanded in Lu Yao's vision, about a foot away from Lu Yao's face. The fierce wind had forced Lu Yao's muscles to deform. At this time, Liu Cong was like a huge crossbow arrow, shooting straight with his left fist as an arrow, and his momentum was unstoppable!

Lu Yao was in a desperate situation and his life only took a moment.

Xue Tong, who was riding a horse, had her eyes rippled and she roared loudly; while He Yun took the bow and shot an arrow, but he could not save Lu Yao no matter what.

At this moment, Lu Yao flipped his right hand, and he fell into two parts in his spear, and a three-foot green edge suddenly appeared in his palm.

No one expected that there was a unique mystery in the spear that Lu Yao had never left for several years.

This sword is ancient in style, with a brilliant light on the sword body and a clear color, like a pool of clear water.

The sword light suddenly rose.

The sword light came from nowhere, at first, and it seemed to be there or not; in a blink of an eye, it surged, as vast as the Yangtze River, and poured out from Lu Yao's palm.

The situation reversed instantly, and the blow that Liu Cong originally had to kill made him chaotic and he fell into an extremely unfavorable situation.

Liu Cong roared repeatedly, his fist and palms penetrated thousands of pounds, like a spear and a big suppress. Although the situation changed violently, he still tried to fight back, but Lu Yao had a sword in his hand and his whole body was different.

In a blink of an eye, Lu Yao fired countless swords, and the dust in the field was filled with smoke and dust, and the strong wind was dancing. Two figures rose and fell one after another, and the trees collapsed wherever they went, and it was a mess.

Although Xue Tong and others arrived, they were blocked by the two-person palm Feng Jianying, and they could not rely on the close combat team at all.

After a while, the two of them suddenly jumped away from each other, and each stood by one.

Liu Cong stared at Lu Yao with a calm look: "I said who is it, Lu Daoming, it turns out it is you!"

Lu Yao's face was as cold as a blade, and he slowly spoke: "Lu Daoming, the young master in Luoyang City, has long been gone. Here is Lu Yao, the leader of the Bingzhou army, and he has met King Zuo Guli."

The two of them were also filled with extremely absurd feelings. Liu Cong and Liu Xuanming, the Luoyang Heroes twelve years ago, have now become King Zuoguli of the Xiongnu and one of the few real power figures among the Han Dynasty. And his playmate Lu Yao and Lu Daoming, who was now facing Liu Cong on the battlefield, never ending, and the world is unpredictable, and this is the case.

Liu Cong shook his head and said, "You and I are old acquaintances in Luoyang. Even if we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, the friendship in the past is still there. Why should we refuse people like this? If we had known that you were in the army, we would not have been like this."

Lu Yao sneered: "King Zuo Guli has acted! Since the rebellion of the virtuous father and son, they have killed countless colleagues and friends. At that time, what was the friendship in the past? What's more, will my Lu family members bow down and beg for mercy?"

"Forget it. How can we explain the right and wrong between Hu and Han clearly?" Liu Cong sighed and said, "We are friends of the general horns. After all, we are different from others. Let's go. These are all good horses offered by the Yuwen Department of Western Liaoning. Let's ride them... Don't neglect the fodder in the future."

Seeing Lu Yao silent, Liu Cong turned around and left. Xue Tong and He Yun were captured by Liu Cong's aura, but no one dared to move.

Liu Cong was striding very big and was about to sink into the forest in a few steps. Suddenly, he raised his hand and signaled: "This sword given by the King of Wu is worthy of being a top-notch treasure. I will be able to play with it for a few days before returning it." The ancient sword was already in his palm.

It turned out that the two of them had just fought dozens of moves, and the first twenty moves Lu Yao's army suddenly gained the upper hand. Then they were tied by Liu Cong, and even the sword was taken away. Liu Cong chased the galloping horse several miles away, and then grabbed the blade with his bare hands, shocking the entire audience. The number one master of the Huns who shocked the thousands of miles of grasslands was worthy of reputation after all!

After a long time, Xue Tong said with some suspicion: "Just leave like this? Hum?"
Chapter completed!