Meng Suige knew Han Changmu's temperament very well, and his decision would never change, so he had no choice but to say yes in a low voice.
After the discussion, Xu Xiangli went to order troops, while Han Changmu began to make preparations for a breakout.
The blue sky was exceptionally deep and quiet, the breeze was gentle, and there was no trace of murderous intent or bloody smell.
Han Changmu was wearing cold armor, carrying a crossbow on his back, and a quiver on his leg. Warm sunlight fell on him, and in the bright and warm brilliance, there was a biting chill.
In front of the closed fort gate, there were two groups of garrison troops with resolute and dignified expressions. During their movements, there was a soft clanking of armor.
These garrison troops were only fifteen or sixteen men, but they were all the troops that Fifth Beacon could mobilize at the moment.
Four similarly dark, flat-headed carriages stood side by side in front of the fort gate, driven by garrison troops in the same uniform.
Meng Suige handed the reins to Han Changmu's hands, with a worried face on his face and said in a hoarse voice: "Young Master."
Han Changmu stood tall and looked back. His eyes were as calm as a deep pool, his breathing was exceptionally slow and steady, and his pure figure carried a huge amount of power.
When Xu Xiangli met Han Changmu's calm eyes, he felt inexplicably at ease and trust.
He also felt that this matter was ridiculous, how could such an important task be given to someone who had only met him once.
Trust is a very mysterious thing. Maybe it was because Han Changmu didn't ask where the person was hiding, nor did he ask to see the person. Maybe it was because his sense of proportion was so appropriate that Xu Xiangli felt good about him.
In short, Xu Xiangli now particularly trusts Han Changmu.
He walked over slowly, looked directly at Han Changmu calmly and solemnly, and said after a long time: "Brother Han."
Han Changmu nodded calmly, with a slightly cold voice: "Guard Xu, don't worry, I will live up to my trust and return safely."
After saying that, he was about to get on his horse and blend into the garrison, when he heard a soft call from behind: "Young Master."
He turned around and followed the sound.
The figure came calmly, holding a very strange thing in his hand, showing a faint smile: "Sir, take this."
Han Changmu hesitated for a moment, but did not reach out to pick it up. He frowned and asked, "What is this?"
Yao Yao pursed his lips and said nothing, but he calmly took off the crossbow from Han Changmu's back, hung the water bag-like thing on his back without any explanation, and tied it up, then buckled the mask on his chin. , pointed to a jade button on the strap, and sighed: "Sir, the water bag at the back is filled with Ruanjin Powder. If you push the jade button, the water bag at the back will spray Ruanjin Powder. Push the jade button back to its original position, and the Ruanjinsan will stop spraying. When you use it, be sure to wear the mask."
Han Changmu twitched the corners of his lips, feeling for the first time that Yao Yao was a huge treasure.
What is this? How could someone use Ruanjin Powder like this?
However, it sounds pretty useful.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment. She gave away such a big treasure without even saying thank you in return. She gritted her molar teeth and smiled evilly: "Young master, you can use it sparingly, I only have the rest. This weak point is gone."
"Do you have any prescription for Ruanjinsan?" Han Changmu asked.
Yao Yao smiled: "Yes."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows, smiled noncommittally, and got on his horse very neatly.
Yao Yao looked at the figure of Qing Jun among the garrison, sighed, and laughed dumbly.
The fort gate slowly opened, and Xu Xiangli took the lead and rushed out of the fifth beacon.
Zhu Rong stood on the high garrison and looked at the yellow sand filling the sky in front of the fort gate. His eyes were cold and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen garrison soldiers drew their crossbows and aimed them into the distance.
The moment Han Changmu broke out of the fort, he suddenly looked back, with a cold smile, and shouted loudly: "When I come back, I will prepare all the medicine for you."
Yao Yao curled his lips and smiled knowingly.
Gu Chen snorted, leaned close to Yao Yao's ear, narrowed his eyes and smiled mischievously: "A Yao, you two are having an affair."
Yao Yao rolled his eyes and snorted: "I also said that you two are gay."
"What love?" Gu Chen asked in surprise as he had never heard of this word before.
Yao Yao came back to his senses and hurriedly concealed his smile: "It's nothing, nothing. What kind of relationship can you have with him?"
Gu Chen patted the top of Yao Yao's hair and said with a smile: "I just said you were talking in your sleep. What kind of relationship can I have with him? It's true that I have a grudge against him."
Dust was flying outside the fort, and the shouts of killing suddenly became loud, and even the ground shook slightly.
Yao Yao's expression changed, he got on his horse, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and galloped out: "Lao Gu, if the fifth beacon breaks, you will lose your life and talk nonsense."
When the fort gate opened, the Turks had already noticed it. When the carriage rushed out of the fort, the Turks' cavalry came from all around like a tide.
The fierce shouts of killing and the heavy sound of horse hooves were intertwined, shaking the sky and the earth.
Zhu Rong stood on the fort, quietly watching the entire situation below.
Today's battle is not to repel the Turks, but to cause chaos so that the messengers can take advantage of the chaos to get out.
For the sake of safety, not only Han Changmu was arranged to deliver the message, but two people were sent from both directions of Fourth Feng and Xingxingxia to deliver the message.
However, there were too many Turks. There were a group of people in front who fell down, and a group of people who came from behind rushed up.
Zhu Rong looked at the four carriages trapped among the Turkic cavalry. His eyes stagnated and he shouted loudly: "Bang the drum! Beat the drum!" He waved his big hand down heavily and pointed at the garrison on the fort. He shouted loudly: "You guys, hurry up, get down quickly, get down to defend yourself against the enemy."
One of the garrison soldiers was shocked and said: "I wish you the best, garrison officer, if we all go down, this, this garrison will be empty."
Zhu Rong waved his hand and said anxiously: "Go quickly, I'm at the garrison, go quickly."
Han Changmu was trapped in the Turkic cavalry, wearing silver armor and cold swords, galloping wildly, roaring back and forth.
He had been killed until he was numb and covered in blood. He could not tell whether it was the blood of the Turks or his own blood.
He only knew that the Turks around him were falling down in waves, and rushing up again and again.
Xu Xiangli rushed to not far from Han Changmu and blew a sharp whistle.
Han Changmu looked back, saw Xu Xiangli's gesture, and suddenly understood.
With the long sword in his hand swinging lightly, he and Xu Xiangli fought in tandem to carve out a bloody path.
Han Changmu clamped the horse's belly heavily and urged the horse to rush towards the northwest like crazy.
Xu Xiangli led many garrison troops to stir up changes in the Turkic cavalry, leaving them no time to pursue Han Changmu.
Zhu Rong stood on the garrison, holding the telescope that Yao Yao handed to Xu Xiangli. In the mirror, he saw that Han Changmu had become extremely small, almost invisible. He snatched the telescope from the garrison's hand. The drumstick hit the side hard.
It was a clear and sharp gong sound, a very penetrating sound that resounded throughout the entire battle.
Ming Jin withdraws his troops. This voice urges the soldiers who are not afraid of death to return home as soon as possible.
Xu Xiangli turned the horse's head, and a crimson figure passed by, keeping pace with him.
He and she looked at each other and rushed towards the castle gate together.
However, they escorted Han Changmu too far, so far that they had penetrated deeply into the Turkic cavalry, and so far that they were already far away from the Fifth Beacon.
All around were Turkic cavalry coming like a tide.
Xu Xiangli took the lead, with blood splattering everywhere. He turned around and shouted: "Ah Yao, follow up, hurry up."
The crossbow arrows fell down instantly like rain.
A crossbow arrow pierced the horse's leg, and the horse under Xu Xiangli neighed and staggered to the ground.
Xu Xiangli suddenly fell off his horse.
The crossbow arrows arrived in an instant.
Xu Xiangli rolled on the spot and avoided most of the crossbow arrows, but one of them still pierced his leg deeply. His face turned pale in pain, and he reluctantly dragged his injured leg forward and crawled forward.
Yao Yao reined in his horse and stopped, turned his horse around without hesitation, and galloped away towards Xu Xiangli.
Xu Xiangli was covered in blood and roared: "Go, go quickly, don't come back."
Yao Yao pursed her lips, leaned down on the horse, and rushed back to Xu Xiangli's side.
She took Xu Xiangli's hand and threw him in front of her. A trace of translucent filament shot out from her sleeve.
Only a jingling noise was heard.
The chasing crossbow arrows fell to the ground.
Xu Xiangli turned his head in surprise and stared at Yao Yao as if he was a ghost.
After such a delay, the Turks caught up and surrounded Yao Yao.
Several filaments shot out from Yao Yao's sleeves and swept through the Turks.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to stop the Turkic man at the front, Yao Yao bent down on his horse and whispered: "Cover your mouth and nose."
Xu Xiang didn't understand what was going on, but he still followed the instructions and covered his mouth and nose.
Yao Yao bit her lower lip lightly and said with difficulty: "Cover mine too."
Xu Xiangli was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly reached out and covered Yao Yao's face.
Yao Yao shook his free hand back fiercely.
There was a burst of yellow smoke all around.
The air seemed to stand still at this moment.
The sound of horse hooves, the cry of killing, and the sound of swords seemed to have stopped.
The filaments on Yao Yao's hands kept sweeping across.
Although Xu Xiangli was injured, he was not idle. With a flick of his wrist, he smashed out dozens of plum blossom darts.
A long, soft white snake spit out a message. Everywhere it went, it was torn into pieces and blood spilled on the ground.
A hidden weapon was sharp and sharp, silently and quickly piercing through the flesh and blood without being stained by the slightest trace of blood.
The two cooperated with each other tacitly, using both soft and hard tactics, and opened a bloody path just right. It was the only and short way to escape.
Seeing that the garrison retreated to the Fifth Beacon, only Xu Xiangli and Yao Yao were still among the Turkic cavalry, Zhu Rong panicked, and the sound of ringing gold involuntarily became rapid and chaotic.
A blood mass rushed out from the Turkic cavalry, as fast as the wind, extremely dexterous, and quite heroic.
Zhu Rong was so happy that he rushed down from the fort, got on his horse, and rushed out of the fort gate, shouting as he rushed: "Quick, quick, save people, save people."
As Yao and Yao entered the fort, the gate was quickly closed.
The Turks did not pursue, let alone fight, but retreated one mile away from the fifth beacon.
