It's night, and the blood moon is in the sky!
Teng Hu held the prince who had just turned one year old and fled with difficulty to a village. Behind him, dozens of miles away, flames shot into the sky. People and horses neighed and shouted to kill, and the pursuers were approaching.
He knew that if he continued to run south with the prince, his chances of survival would be slim.
Because Fengming Mountain is still more than 600 miles away, even though Flying Pigeon had sent a letter to Fengming Mountain Master Huang He Zhenren three days ago, even if the senior brother received the letter and rushed to the rescue as soon as possible, he would still be at least 600 miles away from here. Still half a day's journey.
And now his physical strength is almost exhausted. He broke through three checkpoints from Kyoto and ran all the way here. He didn't take in any water for a day and a night.
The prince in his arms was even more pitiful. Perhaps because he was too tired from crying just now, he actually fell asleep now.
He has experienced such a turbulent time when he was just one year old. It is still unclear whether he will survive!
Teng Hu raised his head and looked ahead. There were three words "Gaojiabao" engraved on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village. He thought for a moment and immediately sneaked into the village.
When he came to the window of a farmhouse, under the faint moonlight, he found a boy as big as a prince lying on the bed inside.
He hesitated for a moment, then softly opened the door and entered. After a moment, he stepped out, holding the child in his arms and ran towards the entrance of the village...
As the men who were chasing him were getting closer and closer, the whole village was awakened and came to the street to see what was going on.
However, in the farmhouse that Teng Hu had just left, an old woman with white hair and dull eyes slowly approached the bed and gently held her grandson in her arms.
Teng Hu came to a stream outside the village, held the child in his arms with one hand, leaned in, and drank heavily from the stream. He was indeed extremely thirsty.
Perhaps his movements were too violent, and the child in his arms suddenly woke up and started crying.
He immediately jumped up and ran straight towards the men who were chasing him...
"What's ahead?"
The leader, a handsome and gentle young man, asked around.
"Back to Senior Brother, ahead is Nanjun Gaojiabao."
A scarred man on the right side of the young man responded.
"Yes, I have checked before. This is the only way to Fengming Mountain, and there are blood stains along the way. My senior brother should be aware of my ability to track people."
The scar-faced man was obviously very confident. As the number one tracking master of the Vientiane Sect, his title of "Vientiane Tracker" was earned through countless accurate intelligence over decades.
Even his senior brother often praises him in front of his master, and of course this time is no exception.
Because they had been chasing Teng Hu, the number one general of the South Vietnamese Empire, for a day and a night, and now he was standing in front of them. This burly, dark-skinned man had a crying child wrapped in his arms.
"Wu Tianfang! Great disciple of Wanxiang Sect!"
Teng Hu looked sideways at the scar-faced man again: "And your dog, it should be Tianhao, the third guard of Wanxiang Sect!"
"That's right! General, you should know that you won't be able to escape today even if you have wings."
Wu Tianfang replied with a smile, but when he noticed Wei Tianhao's furious look, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his answer, so he immediately changed the topic.
"Master said, we will fully assist King Jin! And King Jin said: No matter life or death!"
Teng Hu laughed loudly and shouted with a gloomy expression.
"I've always only been able to fight in the north and south, but I'm really not good at slaughtering pigs and dogs. I'm going to kill you today!"
"Do it!"
Wu Tianfang was immediately alert.
Facing Teng Hu, who had experienced hundreds of battles and was very powerful, he did not dare to be careless. But the moment he shouted, Teng Hu jumped forward and waved out a palm.
In an instant, the force of his palm stirred up a huge cloud of smoke and dust, and the two disciples in the front row of Wanxiang Gate vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Teng Hu took advantage of the situation and punched to the left. Before Wei Tianhao could react, he felt the wind whistling from the side of his face. He was immediately frightened and hurriedly fought back in order to save himself.
But it was too late, he was knocked off the horse with a solid punch.
At the same time, Teng Hu kicked Wu Tianfang. Since he was already in the air on the back of Wei Tianhao's horse, the kick was just a feint. Then he said: "Drive!" and grabbed Wei Tianhao's horse and ran towards the south valley. And go!
Wu Tianfang immediately shouted: "Chase!"
But just as the chase passed through the entrance of Gaojiabao Village.
Suddenly, Wu Tianfang saw a woman among the villagers, also holding a child in her arms. Perhaps because of the neighing of the horses and horses, the child was frightened and cried.
Wu Tianfang reined in his horse and said with a sullen face: "What a cunning guy! Wu Tianyong, lead two hundred people and continue to chase Teng Hu!"
Then he turned to look at Wei Tianhao, and then at the woman holding a child in the crowd.
"Do you think he can?"
"I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"
Wei Tianhao immediately said decisively.
At the beginning, he was verbally insulted by Teng Hu, and then received a heavy punch from him. Now he was furious and had nowhere to vent. When his senior brother said this, he became murderous.
The senior brother of many years naturally understood what the senior brother meant and immediately waved his hand behind him.
Immediately, several disciples rushed into the crowd and snatched away all the children about one year old. With the command, blood splattered everywhere, and it was terrible to see.
There were endless screams, cries, lamentations, and begging for mercy among the villagers!
"Elder brother, it's solved!" Wei Tianhao said with some relief.
Wu Tianfang suddenly leaned down, grabbed Wei Tianhao's neck and pulled him in front of him, shouting angrily: "Look at these people! Look at their eyes, take a closer look, what do you see?!"
"fear!"
"anything else?"
"pain!"
"anything else?"
"And..." Wei Tianhao struggled to look back at the crowd, and he saw a pair of eyes.
No, it's a pair of sad and angry eyes.
Although he was mixed in with the crowd, he was particularly creepy, even though he was also an executioner who killed without blinking an eye.
"It's hatred!" Wei Tianhao saw it clearly this time.
"Then you know what to do!"
Then, Wu Tianxiang waved his hand to the disciples behind him and said: "Leave two hundred people, and the rest will follow me to continue chasing Teng Hu!"
As Wu Tianfang chased towards the valley south of the village, tragic, sharp and shrill screams and screams could be heard behind him...
After Teng Hu seized the horse, he desperately ran away south. His situation was very bad at the moment. The battle just now almost exhausted his barely recovered energy. His feint kick at Wu Tianfang was easily dodged. He realized that Wu Tianfang was stronger than him, not to mention that in his current situation, he couldn't stay in front of everyone at Wanxiang Sect for a moment longer.
The most important thing now is to delay as much as possible, because he knows clearly that there is no way to escape tonight. So all he can do is run as far away as possible and delay it as long as possible, or the further away from Gaojiabao, the better, but...
He glanced at the child who was still crying in his arms, and a trace of grief, anger and pain flashed in his eyes.
However, what he never expected was that Wu Tianfang had brains, but Wei Tianhao had no humanity!
Teng Hu fled into a long and narrow valley. He was exhausted and had no choice at this time.
Although the horses were fast on the road, the pursuers were also unimpeded. Only by crossing the trail and relying on his familiarity with the terrain and roads could he create as much distance as possible.
Suddenly, there was a sound of piercing the air behind him. Relying on his instinct of fighting on the battlefield for many years, he jumped up in an instant. Two darts passed through his trouser legs and hit the trunk of the big tree in front of him.
"Teng Hu, you can't run away, just die obediently, I can keep your whole body!"
The person who came was none other than Wu Tianyong, the second disciple of the Wanxiang Sect.
In the past, with Teng Hu's temper, even if he wanted to take action, he would not suffer any loss with his words.
As a divine general who fought everywhere in the South Vietnamese Empire, how could he allow others to order him to "die obediently"!
But at this time, he didn't even have the energy to talk nonsense with the other party. Maybe this is his burial place...
Teng Hu untied the child from his arms. Due to the night of running away, the horse was jolted violently. The child kept crying all the way. The tears had soaked most of the wrapping cloth, and the little eyes were red and swollen from crying. Even Teng Hu had a trace of it. Moved.
However, what made him unable to let go was whether he was right or wrong to do so, but the current situation did not allow him to think about it at all.
Teng Hu gently placed the child under the big tree beside the road, covered it gently with a wrapping cloth, and turned to Wu Tianyong and said.
"The rebel Jin Wang Nangong Shuo colluded with your Wanxiang Sect to drive out the imperial royal family. Since we are cornered today, I, Tenghu, will fight you to the bitter end!"
"Then I will make it happen for you!"
With that said, Wu Tianyong flew towards Teng Hu.
