As the sun sets, the last trace of the setting sun reflects the abandoned village, which looks particularly desolate and dilapidated. The whole village is quiet, only the late birds flew past the dilapidated roof from time to time, but another "squeak" sound flying away.

There was a vague sound of horse hooves coming from far away, from thin to dense, from far to near, and becoming more and more rapid.

A team of hundreds of cavalry surged out from the end of the road. The knights waved their horse whips and whipped their mounts from time to time to speed up. Everyone's faces were covered in dust. They obviously came from afar, and they didn't want to stop and rest when they passed by this village.

The small village is full of yellow dirt roads. The cavalry drove by and raised a cloud of dust. The leading general was wearing Zhongshan-like iron armor, with round arms and thick arms, and extremely burly figure. At this moment, he was frowning, his face was whipping the horse whip from time to time, and his face was anxious.

This team of cavalry is the best among the few cavalry units preserved by Zhongshan Kingdom. Its skills are not bad, especially in weapons and armor, which is no less than the elite cavalry carefully cultivated by Zhao Kingdom. Most of these precious and rare cavalry for Zhongshan Kingdom are used as scouts to investigate the military situation of the Zhao army. However, the hurried cavalry of this team of cavalry is not like the scouts.

The yellow dirt road winds through the village. At the corner of the road, a man in black wearing a hat suddenly stood in the middle of the road.

"Wow..." The Zhongshan general suddenly did not hurry to pull the reins. The war horse raised its front hooves and almost landed in front of Zhao Xin. The horse's hooves hit the ground hard, splashing a piece of dust and covering the sky. The more than a hundred cavalry behind the general also pulled the horses and stopped reins when they saw this. Although they were a little panicked, the queue was still intact. This shows that the team of Zhongshan cavalry was well trained.

"Don't you want to live anymore?" Gu Ji widened his eyes and stared at the man in black who was blocking the road, roaring angrily.

After saying that, he raised his horse whip and whipped it hard, trying to teach this boy who suddenly had a blind eye. However, the whip in his hand was empty and he was stunned. When he looked forward again, the man in black had already flew back several feet away, landing far behind, but still lowered his head, and his hat covered his face, unable to see clearly.

The personal soldiers behind him were about to rush out, but Gu Ji raised his whip and signaled his subordinates to retreat. His eyes were staring at the man tightly, and several thoughts flashed through his mind, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who is yours, why are you blocking my way?"

It is a person who has seen the world. You should know that Zhongshan has already strengthened the walls and cleared the fields. Under normal circumstances, there should be no one else in the wild. A man in black appeared on the road for no reason, and his body movements were so strange that he must have been maintained. He has important things and does not want to cause trouble. If he can solve the problem with other methods, he should try not to use force.

The man in black turned a deaf ear to the words of Guqi and still stood there quietly without moving.

Anger flashed across Gu Ji's face, and he could no longer hold back his anger, and shouted sternly, "Who are you? How dare you stop the Zhongshan Army from the way? Do you really don't want to live anymore, right? If you don't let go, don't blame me for rushing by. When your body is gone, it's too late to regret it."

The man in black slowly raised his head, and under the hat was a very young face, which was undoubtedly Zhao Xin. Seeing that he was so young, Gu Ji was stunned. He was about to speak, but suddenly heard a hoarse laughter in his ears, "Where did the cat and dog come from? He dared to hit me, don't you want to live?"

The hoarse laughter sounded extremely unpleasant, as sharp as the sound of a night owl. The Zhongshan cavalry all showed fear on their faces. A burst of noise from the army took several steps back. Gu Ji also raised the reins of the horse, his face was full of shock and suspicion. He turned his head and looked around but saw no one.

When he looked at Zhao Xin who was heading straight ahead, he saw a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at him with a smile.

Could it be that this sound came from him? But why didn’t his lips touch him?

And how could a young man's voice be as hoarse as an old woman in seventies?

A gust of wind blew, and Gu Ji felt a chill behind him, and his scalp was numb and cold sweat came. Zhao Xin's thin body was reflected in the bleak afterglow of the setting sun, and the strange scene was really creepy. A personal soldier behind Gu Ji couldn't help but say tremblingly, "General... General, he is not a ghost who can take his body and parasitic."

The people of Zhongshan were divided into the Hu people on the grassland. Their lives were mostly related to the changes in the natural climate throughout their lives, so they were extremely respectful to the ghosts and gods in the world. The people of Zhongshan also followed the traditions of their ancestors and carried forward the theory of ghosts and gods. Every year, they had to worship ghosts and gods with grand sacrifices. Ghosts are a kind of ghost monster that is widely circulated among the people of Zhongshan. Rumors can take away people's bodies and be abandoned, so they can live forever. Although they are a hundred years old, they still look like a young man.

As soon as the soldier said this, the entire army showed fear. Gu Ji was also shocked and suspicious. Although he was a famous warrior in Zhongshan Country and was not afraid of any battle, he was still very taboo about these strange things about gods and ghosts.

Seeing that the soldiers were all tempted to retreat, they all pulled the horse's reins in horror and wanted to turn around and ran away. Then Gu Ji remembered his mission and plucked up the courage and shouted, "Don't be afraid, this person is definitely not a ghost in his mission. Follow my orders and the whole army charges."

After saying that, he urged the horse to rush towards Zhao Xin to take the lead, but was shocked to find that the mount under his crotch was out of control. He just lowered his head and poked his head on the ground, as if chewing something in his mouth, and he didn't move without his urging.

At this time, most of the soldiers had discovered the same thing, and some soldiers were trembling and screaming in horror: "My horse can't move anymore, this ghost must have used some magic."

Zhao Xin on the opposite side almost laughed out loud, but he endured it and his expression remained unchanged.

What he used this time was nothing more than the art of ventriloquism learned from Guiguzi. It was originally just fun to learn, but I didn't expect it to be useful at this time. As for the horses that stopped moving forward, it was even simpler. The Zhao army's horses were often fed with fine grain during wartime to maintain sufficient physical strength. Horses liked to eat fried beans and wheat, and the Zhao army's cavalry usually carried some at any time. Zhao Xin just spread the fried beans and wheat on the road, but put the mouths on his horse. The Zhongshan army horses ran for most of the day and were already hungry and exhausted. Now he asked about the aroma of beans and wheat, how could he not rush to grab food without rushing his mouth to grab food.

But it was different in the eyes of the soldiers in Zhongshan. Facing the strange scene that Zhao Xin had painstakingly pretended, this originally ordinary plan turned into a magic trick.

Zhao Xin suppressed his smile and laughed with his ventriloquism, "I have been practicing for three hundred years, and I have to eat human heads every day to practice. Today, I still lack 200 heads, so I just need to use you as a result."

After saying that, Zhao Xin suddenly raised his hands high and shouted loudly, "Come quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rain of arrows shot from the trees on the roof next to him had already poured down. A scream suddenly sounded from the Zhongshan army, followed by a dull sound of cavalry falling off the horse. Zhang Xin, Li Wei and others who had been ambushing for a long time had already taken action.

It was dark and the cavalry were separated by a wide distance. The terrified Zhongshan cavalry only saw Zhao Xin raise his hands high, and the comrades around him fell one by one. They were already afraid of any resistance. Most of them were just stunned and dumbfounded by the Zhao army as a target for living. Only a few of them reacted and drew their swords and blocked the arrows. Screams suddenly came one after another, and Zhongshan cavalry fell in groups.

Gu Ji was very knowledgeable and realized when he heard the sound of the bowstrings, and quickly shouted loudly, "He is not a ghost, he is an ambush by Zhao Jun."

Unfortunately, his voice was soon destroyed by screams. Seeing this, Gu Ji waved his sword, dismounted and roared at Zhao Xin, wanting to kill the kid first.

Seeing that he came to kill, Zhao Xin was desperate to get it, so he kicked and jumped high. Yuanhong was out of the sheath and rushed to the vital points of Kuji's chest and abdomen like lightning. Although this Kuji was a famous warrior under the tent of the Zhongshan King, it was known for his brute force. He had never seen such a elegant and light sword technique. He was immediately forced by Zhao Xin to panic and was busy with patrol and saved his life.
Chapter completed!