"Junhou, the Yellow Turban rebels are catching up with them again. Let's wait... and evacuate quickly."
Only a few dozen miles away from Guangyang City, a Han soldier rushed over from behind. He saw Zou Jing sitting on the ground breathing heavily, and quickly reported the situation behind him.
His words made Zou Jing's face become even more ugly.
Originally, Zou Jing thought that this matter was almost over. He set fire to Guangyang City and abandoned the people of Guangyang City and the remaining soldiers and horses.
Charge out with only the most elite and physically strong cavalry. As long as they handle it properly, they can easily escape from Guangyang City and then rush into Nadai County at the fastest speed.
His ideas are good and his approach is correct.
The first half of the plan went very smoothly. They easily evacuated from another city gate relying on the fire and the abandoned people, soldiers and horses.
At the same time, they easily shook off the soldiers and horses following them.
But Zou Jing forgot that this was not a fight with the Wuhuan people on the battlefield outside the Great Wall, but a fight on the land of the Han with a group of Yellow Turbans who were originally Han people...
They escaped from Guangyang City, but they failed to escape the siege of the Yellow Turban Army.
The Yellow Turban Army really opened Zou Jing's eyes along the way.
They appear one after another and are brave enough to be unafraid of death. They have not yet appeared in front of him endlessly.
Although they didn't have too many people every time, and it wasn't too difficult for them to defeat or even kill them, they couldn't help but this kind of thing happened again and again, endlessly!
When this kind of thing happened too many times, even Zou Jing, the lieutenant general of the Northern Army, had no choice now.
The only option is to defeat the invading Yellow Turban bandit army again and let the soldiers rest slowly before continuing to fight.
In this way, after three days of walking and stopping, they not only failed to enter the scope of Daijun, but also failed to find another suitable hiding place for themselves.
The Yellow Turban army that was chasing them from behind even found their traces, and then chased them directly.
Most importantly, at this point, they finally began to lose hope.
Because of the countless fights along the way, the countless skeletons and refugees, Zou Jing and his soldiers finally understood a truth.
That is, in this world, there is no stable place anymore.
The peace and stability that Zou Jing wanted at the beginning has now become a joke.
Now he not only faced countless interceptions in front of him, but also countless pursuers behind him. The most important thing was that he had given up his plan to go to Daijun.
He even felt that even if he went to Daijun, he might not be able to live in peace at all...
At this time, someone finally made a suggestion.
"It's better to... wander outside the Great Wall!"
When Zou Jing heard this, he even wanted to kill the opponent directly.
But the sword was drawn out, but...when he raised it, he gave up silently.
Because at this moment, he really felt that this was a good idea for a moment.
The Central Plains has become increasingly chaotic in these years. Not only was this war very chaotic, but the DPRK was already very chaotic before that.
Exorbitant levies and miscellaneous taxes appeared one after another, and natural and man-made disasters continued one after another.
Under this situation, a large number of people from the Central Plains had no choice but to live outside the Great Wall. Although life outside the Great Wall was still not good, they could rely on their skills to get a share of rations to survive from the Xianbei people.
This may also be the reason why Tanshihuai can rise so quickly.
And now, as soon as the war broke out, more people fled, and Zou Jing didn't know anything about it...
But when this matter, or this choice, appeared in front of him... Zou Jing still hesitated, and his identity over the years also prevented him from doing so.
Just when Zou Jing was silent, the scouts from behind came to report again.
After getting the news, Zou Jing could only put these thoughts away and immediately continued to escape in another direction.
But...his luck seems to be really bad this time.
It was obvious that the surrounding Yellow Turban rebels and even the homeless bandits had been cleared away, but when they started to flee, a group of ordinary people appeared in front of them again.
Look at their heads wrapped in yellow scarves and their hands waving hoes and many farm tools.
Zou Jing also knew that they had nothing to do with ordinary Liu Ming people!
"Could it be that God is going to kill me?" After Zou Jing saw this scene, he couldn't help but tremble violently in his heart. This time the interception was much larger than the previous ones.
The Yellow Turban bandits from behind also rushed over. Although there were dense forests on both sides, there were no roads for them to escape and no hills or mountains for them to garrison.
In desperation, Zou Jing could only summon up the courage to continue killing in the opposite direction.
"At this time, the interceptors from the front have already seen us, and the pursuers in the rear will not expect that we will fight back.
If we continue to charge and be held back by them, we will no longer be able to survive, but if we fight back... we still have a glimmer of hope! "
Following Zou Jing's words, the remaining hundreds of cavalry broke out and fought back, and then quickly fought with the pursuing Yellow Turbans.
But... Although the Yellow Turban Army was panicked, their numbers were too many, and Zou Jing had fought to the death repeatedly, and their strength was no longer what it used to be.
Therefore, even if Zou Jing had the desire to return to heaven, he could not prevent them from being completely surrounded.
But what puzzled Zou Jing was that the soldiers who were supposed to intercept them also looked a little flustered at this time.
When they met in a hurry before, he immediately turned around and left without taking a closer look. Now he looked at the expressions on those people's faces and the embarrassment on their bodies.
It seems to be different from the Yellow Turban bandits I encountered before.
But at this time, he couldn't care less about observing carefully and could only fight to the death.
Just when the damage to the soldiers and horses became more and more serious, and Zou Jing could hardly see his own chance of survival, the sound of horse hooves trampling the earth was heard again in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, smoke and dust drifted from a distance.
And a long-lost voice came to Zou Jing's ears again.
"Soldiers, the Yellow Turban bandits are right in front of us. We cannot let them escape this time.
Kill with me! "
With this familiar roar, two thousand cavalry appeared directly in front of Zou Jing, and then rushed into the Yellow Turban Army without hesitation.
It penetrated most of their team from the rear, leaving them completely panicked.
As for the three leaders, one held a spear, one held a spear, and the other held a double sword. They were even more majestic and unstoppable as they fought all the way...
