In the north of the Han Dynasty, with the invasion of the Huns, people were panicked, and a large number of people fled with their families. On the official road, groups of people were seen fleeing from north to south from time to time.

On their faces were sadness of leaving their hometown and confusion about their future.

Robbery happens from time to time, and strong people are running around among the crowd, becoming more and more arrogant.

This is a dark day without moral constraints and legal sanctions.

At this moment, human nature reveals its ugly side.

There are three roads from the capital to the northern camp, which is the most remote and has the worst road conditions.

However, the road is now full of people, and a large number of people have chosen this path to avoid the cruel and vicious Huns.

A group of people and more than thirty cavalry were on the way upstream at this moment, and they hurried to the north, which seemed extremely annoying among the crowd.

They were all tall and bulging with their bags on their horses. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that there was a weapon hidden inside. Everyone looked at them wherever they passed, but no one dared to provoke them.

"Your Highness, this is not possible. If you can't hide your whereabouts, you're afraid..."

A young man whispered in the ear of a young man in brocade clothes and cotton robe.

They took advantage of the chaos to escape from the capital and headed to the northern camp. The person they were talking to was Liu Hualiang, the leader of his personal bodyguard.

Although Fang Lingde was in a bad mood and in a very bad mood, he also forced himself to cheer up and echoed: "Yes, the Huns will appear at any time, and we must disperse."

Liu Zhengqi nodded slowly and looked at his chief adviser Zhang Zihua.

Zhang Zihua's eyebrows were deep and his face was gloomy. I didn't know what he was thinking about, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

After a while, Zhang Zihua finally spoke: "When you go to the Northern Frontier Camp, General Fang and Commander Liu must be inseparable from Your Highness."

After thinking about it for a moment, Liu Zhengqi immediately understood the truth. In the northern camp, there were three military forces, the 100,000 army of the Fang family's red ocean, and the 100,000 elite soldiers reinforced by the Yellow Dragon Legion and the Canglang Legion.

Commander Liu Zhengzhong Liu Da is the orthodox leader of the Huanglong Legion. As long as he comes forward, he can guarantee that he can firmly hold the 50,000 troops of the Huanglong Legion in his hands.

As for the Canglang Legion, Cheng Yinghao has been in power for more than ten years after all. God knows whether he has arranged any backup plan. Although Li Bohu's performance is tragic, Liu Zhengqi still dared not put his life and future rashly on this army.

Among the 200,000 most elite troops of the Han Dynasty, the strongest combat power was undoubtedly the Red Ocean led by Fang Lingchen. Now Fang Lingtian is already loyal to him, so if he wants to have a good relationship with Fang Lingchen, he must rely on his brother Fang Lingde.

After all, the old general has not returned to Beijing for more than ten years. Even Liu Zhengqi dared not say whether he would have any strange intentions in this situation.

Fortunately, Fang Lingde's loyalty is only reflected by heaven. With him here, there is a layer of guarantee.

"So what should I do in my opinion?" Liu Zhengqi nodded silently and asked.

Zhang Zihua was about to speak when he heard a rapid sound of horse hooves in front of him. He raised his head and looked up, and rushed towards him quickly. He immediately recognized that this was one of the spies he sent out.

Zhang Zihua looked at the man's face and expression. Although he was breathing heavily, he was full of excitement and then he felt relieved.

"What's wrong?" Liu Hualiang, as the chief guard of the guard, was his subordinates, so he was naturally familiar with him and asked first.

"Report to the general manager, there is a small village one mile ahead, and half of the people have fled, and there are still several families inside, so you can take a break."

Liu Hualiang nodded and turned to look at Liu Zhengqi.

Liu Zhengqi pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay, let everyone rest for a while. We have been rushing all day long, and the Huns will not catch up with them so quickly."

Liu Zhengzhong looked at Liu Junshu, who was riding with him. Although he had lost too much blood, he woke up at this time, but he was still weak and had to rely on his uncle to support him.

"Yes, after a day, everyone should be tired. If you don't have a good rest, I'm afraid that the Huns will not have the strength to fight. Besides..." Liu Zhengzhong paused for a moment, looked at everyone's eyes with approval, so he continued: "What's more, the Huns may not know that the Crown Prince escaped from the capital, and they may not be able to guess that we are on this path."

Everyone agreed, but Zhang Zihua's lips opened slightly and his face looked hesitant, but in the end he did not object.

The group came to the village. Under Liu Hualiang's command, several guards dispersed everywhere, while the rest seized the time and fed the dry food like swallowing them whole. Even Liu Zhengqi frowned and ate it quietly.

Suddenly, a horse's neighing sound came outside the door, and then several loud shouts rang out.

Fang Lingde listened carefully, his face changed drastically, and he whispered: "No, it's the patrol light cavalry of the Huns."

When he was young, he fought with the Huns in the northern border for many years, so he could naturally understand their conversation. When he heard this, he immediately recognized the other party's identity and felt a trembling heart. Could it be that the whereabouts of his and others had fallen into the other party's eyes, which aroused their suspicion.

"So fast?" Liu Zhengzhong exclaimed. They left the capital and rushed all the way without stopping. If this was also caught up by the Huns, it would be a bit incredible.

"It's not the troops of the capital, but the troops of reinforcement." Zhang Zihua said calmly.

Everyone realized that they couldn't help but complain, their luck was really bad.

Their eyes looked at Zhang Zihua at the same time, but saw that the already disabled strategist had a serious murderous intent. He looked up at the other party and Ling De said, "There are not many people, so I can lure them to kill them."

Fang Lingde nodded heavily and stood up quickly. He moved, and Liu Zhengzhong, Gao Chengwei, Liu Hualiang and others followed. These masters were pressing the formation. It should be easy to ambush a few Huns.

But for some reason, Zhang Zihua couldn't feel relaxed.

Along the official roads in the West, a group of more than tens of people rushed over. They came to a small town and found the largest inn. The leader dismounted and threw a ingot of silver. He shouted loudly: "Stay in the hotel, we have patients here, go and find a doctor."

The shopkeeper of that inn has been in this industry for decades and has seen people.
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