In the wilderness outside the mist, Wu Gen and others looked at the giant eye in the distance with dumbfounded eyes.
At the edge of the rolling fog, the huge eyes slowly rotated, emitting gray-white light, like a giant beast staring at the fog-shrouded Zhulu Ridge.
"What is this?" Cheng Jie sighed almost groaning.
"Fortress Master, no matter what it is, it must be related to this fog. We must find a way to destroy this strange eye." Xue Xin stepped forward and said solemnly.
Wu Gen nodded slightly and looked away from the giant eye, "Luo Zhang, where did the centaur that chased us just now go?"
"Master, as soon as this fog comes out, all the scenes in the mirror disappear, and the man and horse don't know where they went." Luo Zhang handed the mirror to Wu Gen. Sure enough, the mirror was completely white and there was nothing there. Can't see.
"It seems that this mirror can only be used in the fog. In other words, the pursuers can't see us at this time. Give the order, everyone faces the fog, and fire arrows as soon as the pursuers appear." Wu Gen suddenly understood. The whole story was that they happened to make a surprise attack when the pursuers were unprepared.
Three thousand people held bows and arrows, aiming in the direction of the fog. However, no one knows where the other party will appear from, so they can only wait for it to appear.
"There." Luo Zhang yelled and pointed to the right front of his team. From there ran out a dozen Gu family cavalry wearing white armor, followed closely by the cavalry behind them who also swarmed out.
Whoosh, Wu Gen took the lead and fired an arrow, pointing directly at the cavalry who had just run out of the fog and were still a little dazed. As the arrow was shot, three thousand men drew their bows together, and arrows flew out like rain, mercilessly piercing into the ornately decorated armor of the Gu cavalry.
A horse neighed and fell to the ground, leaving a long trail of blood. In an instant, hundreds of people were shot off their horses.
Perhaps sensing something was wrong, the subsequent cavalry did not rush out of the fog again. Wu Gen looked around for the movement in the fog. After a long time, four or five miles away from the Northern Army, these pursuers finally showed their heads again.
This time they were obviously more careful, and quickly rushed out from behind after a small number of people tested the no-ambushes. After they came out, they quickly formed a circular formation. This was the best formation to prepare for an attack. After all, these people didn't know how many troops were lurking outside.
"Two hundred people will clean up the battlefield, and the rest will follow me." Wu Gen gave an order to Xue Xin, then turned around and led his men towards the pursuing soldiers.
When they got closer, Wu Gen discovered that compared to the other cavalrymen of the Gu family, this pursuer seemed to be better equipped. There were white sparrows on everyone's head, especially a red round jade embedded under the white sparrow, which was shining brightly. Yan, dazzling.
Wu Gen, the general in the middle, even recognized that he was the ancient white grass from the Gu family.
Looking at the forest of spears on the opposite side, Wu Gen raised his right fist, and the soldiers behind him gradually slowed down, "Gu Qianhu, unexpectedly met here, what a coincidence."
"Wu Zhenfu, it's you, as expected. No wonder the young master asked me to bring my own soldiers here. Zhenfu came here in a hurry. Could it be that he wanted to sneak attack on my barrier-breaking pupil."
"It turns out that this strange eye is called the Barrier-breaking Eye." Wu Gen was startled, pointing to the giant eye in the distance and asked, "What is the use of this eye?"
Gu Baicao's expression changed slightly, knowing that he had accidentally revealed his family's secret, "Wu Zhenfu, the Ji family has been trapped in the mist and cannot move. Our army will soon send troops to attack the mountain. I advise you to surrender as soon as possible." Yes, my young master has always admired Zhen Fu, why should he be buried with the Ji family?"
Wu Gen pursed his lips and did not respond to the other party. Looking at the barrier-breaking pupils in the distance, a hint of worry gradually appeared in his eyes, "It seems that this object is related to this breaking fog. No wonder Gu Yangsi attaches great importance to it and specially sends Come and intercept me. By the way, why can you come and go freely in the fog?"
"Haha, this is the secret skill of the clan. Is it possible that the mist emitted by my family can block the way of my own people?" Gu Baicao glanced at the opposite side proudly, but when he saw the mirror in Luo Zhang's hand, he couldn't help but His expression changed drastically, "Where did you get this mirror? No wonder the Flying Tiger Army perished in your hands."
Then he suddenly said, "Yes, the Zhishui Mirror was given to a few families in advance before the war, and some must have been lost. But so what, even if they are all collected, how many can there be? With so many military horses, how can It can be divided."..net
Cheng Jie
With a sneer, he took out a mirror from his body, raised his orchid fingers, and looked at the mirror with a flower-yellow look. Then several more households took out mirrors and smiled at each other to signal.
Gu Baicao's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips trembled slightly. The Allied Forces' Zhishui Mirrors were hastily distributed just before the war. The other party actually had so many mirrors, so someone must have secretly sent them over.
If the people of the Ji family also have so many young water mirrors, which are on par with the coalition forces, then what is the use of the mist they have worked so hard to lay.
No, if the other side was equipped with a childish water mirror, why did we just see the Confederate army being killed so tragically? Then only the Northern Army is equipped with a large number of them.
As soon as he thought of this, Gu Baicao didn't say anything, ignored the arrows of the Northern Army behind him, and led the people into the mist again. He must report it to his young master as soon as possible and hunt down those Confederate soldiers as soon as possible without delaying any longer. Otherwise, when these mirrors are equipped to the Southern Army and the two sides are equal, what use will the fog be?
Seeing the other party leaving, Wu Gen didn't dare to chase him. People regarded the mist as nothing, but he was walking on thin ice when he walked in it. How could he defeat him.
"Master, since the barrier-breaking pupil thief values so much, I'm afraid it will be useless for us to wait for these three thousand troops to pass. It is better to return to Zhuolu Ridge, rescue more southern troops, and retain our strength to fight again." Seeing that the pursuers disappeared, Xue Xinzong The horse came to Wu Gen.
Glancing unwillingly at the giant eyes in the distance, Wu Gen nodded, "Let's go and bring back the armors of those Gu family soldiers. Maybe we can find some way to break through the fog."
The group of people hurried back to the place where they had just ambushed the pursuers. Xue Xin led his men to remove all the armor from the corpses on the ground. Fortunately, the people who had just cleaned up the battlefield actually captured a dozen wounded soldiers.
"Cheng Jie, go and ask how many people are unaffected by the mist like them." Wu Gen pointed his riding whip at the prisoners being escorted, and said with a stern expression: "Hurry, we don't have much time. .”
Without saying a word, Cheng Jie rushed to the dozen prisoners and asked them, but no one was willing to speak.
Soon there were screams, and after a while, Cheng Jie ran over with his hands full of blood, "Fortress leader, here we recruit, those who can move freely without being affected by the mist. The Gu family only has three thousand troops, and they were still attacked just now." We killed hundreds of them. The reason why these people can see through the fog is because of the helmets on their heads."
"Can our own people use it?" Wu Gen's heart moved when he heard this.
"It's difficult. There are ancient runes on this helmet. These people don't know how to draw it. It was made by the family's runes. The key is that the red bloodstone on it is extremely rare. It's not difficult for us to get more helmets. Possibly. Moreover, war horses also need to be trained for a long time before they can adapt to the fog. Therefore, the Gu family has been working hard for so long to accumulate so many people." Cheng Jie said everything he asked in one breath.
"Take it with you first, and then we'll talk about it when we get back." Wu Gen didn't know what was going on with the Confederate army in the mist. Wu Gen was so anxious that he mounted his horse and prepared to enter the mist again.
Suddenly, there was a low whistle in the sky, and then a red dot fell from the sky and headed straight for Wu Gen.
The red dot quickly grew in size and appeared in front of everyone like a meteorite with a long red tail.
Holly bird, Wu Gen felt happy. The Rebel Army has followed the water to fight outside the moon these days, and the news has been cut off for a long time. I am very happy to see you again today.
Ha Ying jumped down from the bird, ran over in three steps and said with surprise on his face, "Master, we have found you, what's going on with this heavy fog."
"Where's Cong Yue?"
"The captain and his men are still hundreds of miles away."
Wu Gen touched the holly bird that was acting coquettishly against him, looked at the barrier-breaking eyes in the distance, hurriedly explained a few words to Ha Ying, and finally told Cong Yue: "Tell Cong Yue that the front army does not have to enter the mist. Just maneuver outside. The military situation is urgent. You return quickly and I will rescue the Confederate Army."
Ha Ying saw Wu Gen's rare serious face and knew that the situation in the fog was already very tense. "I understand, I will definitely report it to Captain Mingshui."
Wu Gen didn't have time to say anything more, waved his hand and led the people into the thick fog again.
As soon as we entered the mist, everything became dim again. Looking at the scene in the mirror, we could see that the Confederate army was much smaller, especially those who had left Zhululing. They were almost invisible.
"Let's go, rush into the ridge at full speed, and find a way to bring back the scattered Confederate troops. If you encounter enemy troops, avoid them if you can. If you can't, rush over." Wu Gen's face became more and more solemn, and he took out the broken knife in his hand. The Confederate army outside the ridge had no choice but to give up. It was lucky to be able to save those who were still living in Zhuolu Ridge.
Three thousand people climbed over the mountains and ridges, rushing southward. Along the way, we encountered two or three groups of coalition forces, but they all separated after making slight contact.
These people also got separated in the mist. After all, they had only had the Zhishuijing for a short time and were not used to fighting in the mist. They would separate if they were not careful. In addition, I was not familiar with the mountain roads, so I walked cautiously, and my hands were tied when fighting.
Wu Gen finally felt relieved. Since the other party couldn't let go, the Southern Army would have more chances to survive.
Finally, Wu Gen encountered a group of scattered Confederate soldiers. These people huddled in a mountain col, squatting on the ground, protecting themselves with shields, and did not dare to move.
Seeing the light appearing, these Confederate soldiers, regardless of whether they were enemies or not, burst into tears and felt incomprehensible joy and sorrow.
Today is probably the longest day they have ever spent in their lives. They cannot see or hear. They are always worried about arrows flying from nowhere. They are like people drowning at the bottom of the water, helpless and desperate.
Seeing these people emerging from the fog, they were like abandoned orphans, rushing over one after another. Even if they were enemy troops, it would be happier to surrender than to die in this endless fog.
A trembling man stood up from the ground, his trembling hands moved slightly forward, and the long beard under his chin was stained with tears, "Is it Wu Zhenfu? I am Zhao Gui. Are we alive or dead now?"
Wu Gen slapped the other party's dirty hands away. He was not in the mood to tease the Confederate Qianhu who had contradicted him at the beginning. "Zhao Gui, take your troops and follow me. Shut up, no." You must howl. If you dare to shed another tear, I will leave you here." Seeing the other person wiping his tears and wanting to cry, Wu Gen stopped him impatiently.
"As ordered." Zhao Gui rubbed his triangular eyes vigorously and hurriedly called for his men to follow Wu Gen, not daring to leave even a step.
After counting, Zhao Gui actually brought out two thousand people. Thanks to his cleverness, when the mist started to rise, he felt something was wrong and asked his men to dismount and lie down. Also, he was stationed next to Wu Gen's camp, which was far away from Jishuitai, so he couldn't make it in time, otherwise he would have become a dead soul at this time.
In this way, Wu Gen went all the way south, gathering the scattered soldiers of the Southern Army. There were more and more people behind him, and the Zhishui Mirror could no longer cover so many people.
Finally, several people rushed here, but it was Yang Zheng who brought people over to meet them.
"Fortress leader, you go directly to the Confederate Army camp and wait while these Confederate Army brothers and I go to pick up the people trapped in the fog." Yang Zheng's face was dusty, thinking that he had traveled to many places.
"Okay, be careful. Are there many people coming back?" Wu Gen also breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Zheng looked slightly stiff and shook his head slightly.
