Han Jin successively arrested some deserters from the forbidden army. After many inquiries, he knew the predicament facing the forbidden army, but he still did not dare to rush into it, because 20,000 forbidden army was not a small number, and he always weighed his chances of winning in a head-to-head confrontation with Xiao Chiye.
"The forbidden army performed very well at the Nanlin Hunting Ground. At that time, they competed with us to defend the city gate, but they killed a lot of people." Han Jin sat in the tent and looked at the deserters below, "Now you are fleeing with Xiao Chiye. Du, how do you say it's gone?"
"Master Hui, we can't go far." The deserter knelt under his seat and said, "We ran all the way here, we didn't go to the village or the store, we didn't have food, we didn't have a camp, and we went ahead to Cizhou. Looking south, there is also the Qidong garrison. Jun, this is clearly about to be made dumplings."
Han Jin thought for a moment and said, "Are there many people running?"
The deserter said: "When I ran, there were only a few hundred. The forbidden army is now like duckweed in a mud ditch. It will disperse as soon as it rushes. It can't be resisted!"
Han Jin said strangely: "Xiao Chiye didn't think of a way? I heard that he strictly enforces the military law, and his soldiers are very afraid of him."
"My lord doesn't know," the deserter said after a long while, swallowing his saliva, "Can you give me some dry food first? The motherfucker ran all the way, and I'm so hungry that I can't tell!"
Han Jin motioned for someone to give him some rations, and the deserters began to devour them on the spot. My grandfather, now he has become a traitor, how can we dare to follow him?"
Han Jin saw that these deserters were really down and out, and they were caught again. It didn't look like they were cheating, so he couldn't help thinking about it in his heart. He first asked people to bring all the deserters out, and then in the tent, he and a group of his staff began to discuss the combat strategy.
One of the staff was named Gao Zhongxiong, who was the leader of the Taixue troubles. Because he offended Pan Rugui at that time and went to prison, and no one was there to protect him, he gave up the idea of a career and defected to Han Jin's account. He is a passionate scholar who hates national thieves the most in his life. Shen Wei and Pan Rugui cannot be seen by the first class. Now that he hears that Xiao Chiye assassinated and defected, he is even more excited and cannot tolerate it.
Gao Zhongxiong pointed at the map and said, "Since Xiao Chiye is at the end of his life, he cannot be tolerated in Zhongbo like this. The Governor has strong soldiers and Dancheng to rely on. I don't think it's too late, I can send troops to pursue it immediately. Capturing him before entering Ibaraki is a great achievement."
Han Jin was still hesitating, and said, "But there are more than ten thousand people in Xiao Chiye, and they are all real men who passed through the Nanlin Hunting Ground. If there is any fraud among them..."
Gao Zhongxiong disagreed, he said: "The imperial guards are distraught, and there is no difference between ten thousand people and one person. They are a mob now, so there is nothing to worry about. The governor has already chased him here. All in one account.”
Han Jin was quite moved, and he said, "If he is in trouble with Zhou Gui, the capital of Cizhou Prefecture, and plans to harm me, what should I do?"
Gao Zhongxiong said a little hurriedly: "Governor, that Zhou Gui also has a family. He leaves a good official and does not do it, does he follow a traitor Xiao Chiye to conspire? He dare not. We are sending troops now, Xiao Chiye will definitely be caught off guard, and then he will be able to win the battle with victory."
Han Jin slept in the tent for several days, and was bitten by the mosquitoes here so badly. In his heart, he still thinks about the capital, the elder brother Han Cheng supported the queen mother in power, and the prosperity of the Han family is just in front of him. It is the time when he can go back to call friends and celebrate generously. If he stays here for a day, he will become more and more irritable. one day. After listening to Gao Zhongxiong's words, he agreed after weighing it.
The next day, Han Jin got up early and led his troops forward in the dew. According to the information provided by the deserters, he chased all the way to the woods outside the Misha River. The ones dug in the forest were all earthen stoves, but they didn't look like they could provide food for 20,000 people.
Han Jin completely believed the deserter's words in his heart. Immediately, he was in high spirits. He swung his sword and said, "The traitor has nowhere to go. If you search this forest, you will find traces!"
The soldiers of the Eighth Battalion swarmed up.
Xiao Chiye was squatting by the stream to wash his face, and when he heard the sound, he looked back and saw Han Jin riding his horse.
As soon as Han Jin saw Xiao Chiye, he quickly shouted: "The traitor is here, catch him!"
Xiao Chiye whistled to call out the waves and snow, and the 500 scattered people seemed to be in a panic, and they were chased in the forest and yelled. Seeing this, Han Jin couldn't help his blood, he laughed a few times, and then shouted from a distance: "Master Hou, you have today too!"
Xiao Chiye ignored the soldiers and ran away on his horse alone. Han Jin was afraid that he would run away, so he quickly led his men to chase. The Eighth Battalion rampaged in the forest, and followed Han Jin to the northeast. Han Jin became more and more anxious as he ran, and shouted after him, "Xiao Chiye! You've already fallen into the Jedi, why don't you just grab it?!"
Xiao Chiye looked back immediately, and tried to resist with his people, but he was defeated by the ferocity of the Eighth Battalion. In the blink of an eye, he ran out of the forest and headed straight for the sand river, where he was eventually blocked by the sand river.
"Xiao Chiye!" Han Jin waved his horse and said, "Look around here, there are all soldiers from my eight major battalions! You are now embattled, why are you struggling? Now beg for mercy, and I will spare your life!"
Lang Taoxue shoveled his hoof on the spot, Xiao Chiye said coldly, "You want me to die, yes, I just ask you, why didn't Han Cheng come by himself?"
"My eldest brother is now the prince regent, and his official duties are heavy. How can he come here to deal with you?" Han Jin pointed at Xiao Chiye with his sword, "Dismounting and awaiting arrest, you Xiao clan still have a chance to survive. You committed such a monstrous act alone. Big mistake, but now you are willing to let your whole family lose their lives?"
"I did make a lot of mistakes," Xiao Chiye raised his head slightly and looked at Han Jin, "but it's not your Han family's turn to talk to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of people suddenly climbed up from both sides. Tantai Hu was in front of a horse, and from then on, he wrapped Han Jin thoroughly, and he took soldiers to cut every person, and later killed someone and turned his back on his horse. Han Jin's left and right guards were all Jin Yiwei, who were specially assigned by Han Cheng to protect him. Seeing this, he knew that he was in the game, and immediately whipped Han Jin's horse, trying to lead him to break through the forest on the side.
Han Jin had never seen such a battle before. He used to be a good player in military exercises in the Qidu school grounds, but he had never really fought a war, and he was already scared to death. When he got off his horse, he was in pain and rushed, and in Jin Yiwei's double-team, he literally reached the edge of the forest.
Shen Zechuan stood with his sword in hand, standing under the shadow of a tree and looking at Han Jin.
Han Jin wanted to jump forward, but Jin Yiwei quickly restrained the horse. A group of people exchanged glances in cold sweat and blood, and finally the man in the lead said, "Master Tongzhi! It's fate that you and I meet today. I think about everyone's past feelings, how about letting us go!"
Shen Zechuan has lost a lot of weight in the past few days. The wrist bone he holds the knife is like a crescent moon, and a cold color is drawn on the plain white cuff. There seemed to be ice that never melted in his eyes, but the smile that warmed up in May gradually appeared on his face. He said: "Brothers are all entrusted with tasks and have to do it, I know that."
The man knew that Shen Zechuan had a sinister temperament, and when he saw his smile, he took a few steps back to protect Han Jin. The sound of killing from the back shook the sky, and Xiao Chiye was also approaching step by step. Sweat dripping from the man's temples, he said, "Master Tongzhi has a bright future, why should you follow a traitor to suffer here? If you are willing to let Governor Han return to the capital, the commander will definitely ignore the previous suspicions, and Master Tongzhi is welcome to return to the capital!"
Shen Zechuan laughed softly, his voice was calm, and he smiled very nicely. The pale skin looked particularly delicate in the broken sunlight. He slowly drew the knife, and the slender blade of Yangshanxue rubbed the scabbard.
"I'm very grateful to Han Cheng," Shen Zechuan held the handle of the knife and paused, "I can't express how grateful I am to him. When you go back this time, bring him a thank you gift for me."
Han Jin's back got cold, and he almost rolled off the horse.
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Xiao Chiye was at the water's edge, blazing at the blood on the two knives. Shen Zechuan squatted behind to clean his hands. He buried his entire palm in the stream, and did not take out the knives when Xiao Chiye finished rushing. Xiao Chiye squatted across from Shen Zechuan, much taller than him, still able to meet him head-to-head. The palms of the two met in the water, and Xiao Chiye pinched his fingertips.
Shen Zechuan's cry was like a dream in the dark night, he was clean and calm in the sun. His index finger slowly rubbed along Xiao Chiye's hand, penetrated through the gap between Xiao Chiye's fingers, and fit with Xiao Chiye's palm, with the softness of cold water.
Tantai Hu is leading people to clean the battlefield, and they have to stay in this forest for the night. There were soldiers not far or near, but Shen Zechuan pressed his hands together, as if he was playing casually, and at the same time, it was like a long-planned temptation.
He also smelled bloody.
Xiao Chiye let him go and said, "There is only one remnant left, and he may not really be willing to speak."
Shen Zechuan looked at the sparkling stream and said, "He is Jin Yiwei. As long as his head is not broken, he has to complete the mission. If Han Jin falls into our hands, if he can't bring the news back, the mission will fail. It's better to die beautifully. Besides, the heads of the sacks are all Jin Yiwei with waist cards, and he has to let his brothers return to their roots. "
Xiao Chiye wanted to wipe the blood on Shen Zechuan's wrist, but there were people everywhere. The two looked at each other for a moment, then he suddenly held Shen Zechuan back, leaned over slowly, and said, "The earrings fell on Yedu, and I'll call you again when I get to Libei."
"Thousands of taels of silver are still on credit," Shen Zechuan looked at him, "Tighten your trousers and make money first, Second Young Master."
"I can marry into a wealthy family, promise myself, and take the opportunity to exchange money." Xiao Chiye lowered his voice.
Shen Zechuan supported the soft sand at the bottom of the stream and whispered in Xiao Chiye's ear, "Five hundred and two a night..."
Before that little bit of charm was filled, Shen Zechuan suddenly turned his head straight, and said to Tantaihu, who came over and didn't know what posture to use: "Han Jin still wants to return to the capital as soon as possible, and there is Dancheng to fill it. The food he brought this time is definitely not much, everyone should cook it on the stove tonight. Tomorrow morning, we-"
Shen Zechuan stopped abruptly for a moment, glanced at Xiao Chiye very quickly, and then said, "... Continue to go northeast."
Xiao Chiye didn't say a word, he cleaned the veil in a serious manner, and along the way, Shen Zechuan's hand, which was covered under the veil, also rubbed light red.