Looking at the roaring arrows roaring in the distance, Lin Bao's face flashed with a chuckle and said, "I didn't see the bandits and there are still people who know the soldiers. It seems that I will lose a few horses this time."

Zhou Xian was next to him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Zhou Tai, who was sweating behind him and said, "Xiao Tai, your chance to show off has come. Now you turn back and ride alone to the formation. How proud is it to be when this is transmitted?"

Zhou Tai said with a "small" and said, "Uncle, you think I'm so stupid! Looking at that formation, there were at least fifty riders chasing behind him. He was still riding alone to the formation, and he was probably shot into a hornet's nest before he even arrived."

Zhou Xian smiled, grabbed the horse's belly and accelerated to run wildly. "It seems that he has become smarter. Look at the arrow, at least dozens of shots have been shot so far. I'm afraid that as long as the people around him will be awakened to this movement tonight. So, no matter whether they fight with them or not, someone in Wuyang City will definitely start to spread the story of the bandits in the five cavalry opera. You are also very famous."

Zhou Tai said "Huh" and said, "Uncle, it seems that what you said makes sense! Alas! It doesn't seem that right. Who would know that Zhou Tai is among these five people? No, after I return to the city, I have to find a storyteller first, and tell him well, so that he can spread my wise and magical martial arts everywhere."

Lin Bao listened to the two of them joking and said speechlessly: "It's better to escape safely first and then consider this!"

Another arrow soared into the sky, and the distance was only one or two miles.

Zhou Xian caught up with Lin Bao and asked loudly: "Master, we have run for nearly a minute. I think Wang Maozi and the others should have returned to the city safely. Should we turn around too?"

Lin Bao pointed to the front and said, "Did you see the high slope in front? There are three forks that turn over it, heading north, west and south respectively. Then we will divide the horses into three groups, four of you, each riding one, and turn south back to the city. I will ride one, drive the other two, and continue to go west. The remaining three will tie them together and drive them to the north."

Zhou Xian frowned and said, "Master, it's too difficult for you to control three horses by yourself. Let me be with you!"

Lin Bao smiled and said, "Don't worry! Even five horses are easy for me. But you guys, although I'm sure most of them will still chase westward, they will inevitably split up a piece to chase you. Without my care on the road, you must be careful in everything and don't fight with them easily."

Seeing that Lin Bao had made up his mind, Zhou Xian nodded and said, "Master, be careful too."

When they arrived at the fork, Zhou Xian and the other four bowed towards Lin Bao, waved their whip and ran southward.

Lin Bao jumped off the horse, and the three horses were divided into groups, tied together with horizontal wood, and tied two long branches with leaves to the ponytail. He led one of them to the north, waved a short knife in his hand, leaving a long bloody hole on the horse's buttocks. The horse was in pain, neighing and running wildly towards the north, raising a long stream of dust, which was particularly conspicuous under the moonlight.

The bandits were chasing closer, and they held the torches and ran quickly. Lin Bao could even hear their shouts. An inexplicable smile appeared on his face, as if he thought of the past again. Lianrong flew onto another group of horses and continued to run westward.

As Lin Bao expected, when the bandits reached the fork, they stopped immediately. I wonder which direction to chase them?

A bandit dismounted and looked at it, "Brother Zhang, are they divided?"

Zhang Feng jumped off the horse and carefully checked the horse's hoof prints. He found that people left north, south and west. He thought for a while, and the people came to run west after escaping from Beizhai. The west should be the direction they came to. The smoke and dust on the north side were rolling, and I think some people were heading north, but there were few horse's hoof prints on the south side. There should be only a few people walking here.

He looked around and found that there were about seventy cavalry gathered by him at this moment. He divided the brigade into three divisions. One by ten cavalry, one by ten cavalry, the other by twenty cavalry, the other by twenty cavalry, and the rest continued to chase westward with him.

Everyone heard what Zhang Feng said was reasonable, but they had no objection. The team quickly turned the horse's head and chased in their respective established directions.

After chasing west for about six or seven miles, Zhang Feng was ecstatic when he saw the escaper getting closer and closer. But what surprised him was that there were only three horses in front, which was very different from what he had expected before. Moreover, although there were three people sitting above, the horse's galloping speed was getting slower and slower, and he seemed to be completely unwilling to be caught up by them.

Some uneasiness flashed through Zhang Feng's heart, but he thought again in a flash, what if he cares about him? Let's catch up first.

He took off his strong bow from his back, aimed at the target, and shot it with an arrow. Although the sky was dark, he knew that he must have shot it with the moonlight. But the man did not fall down from the horse, and he felt even more strange in his heart, and he drove forward first.

When he arrived, Zhang Feng finally saw the strange three horses clearly. They were connected by horizontal trees, and the ones they carried were actually three scarecrows. His face was extremely difficult to see. He drew out his long sword and cut all three scarecrows into two pieces in an instant. He shouted angrily: "Grandma, who is this group of people? How dare you tease me like this?"

At this moment, most of the bandits also chased after him, and were obviously surprised to see the scene in front of him. One bandit and Zhang Feng had a good relationship and turned to him in a low voice and asked, "Brother Zhang, then we should chase him or not!"

Zhang Feng touched his swollen forehead and re-read the process of the matter from beginning to end in his mind. After a while, he suddenly realized: "We seem to be wrong. At first, he only thought of the thieves heading west, and he felt that they must have escaped west. He ignored that they had more than 30 people, and the horseshoe prints on the road showed that there were only more than ten people running away. You guys, where did the remaining people go?"

Everyone looked at Zhang Feng with confusion, looking forward to him continuing to give the answer.

At this moment, a bandit suddenly said in a shock: "Brother Zhang, did you think they would go west at the beginning to cover their brigade of troops?"

Zhang Feng nodded and said, "It's very likely that's it. In addition to this, smoke and dust are rising up at the fork, west and north. Now, thinking about it, it should be their plan to lure troops, which makes us mistakenly think that they have escaped in these two directions. And the south side where we sent the least pursuers, now it seems that it is most likely that their escape is the real direction. Another point is that the south side is exactly the closest city to our camp, where Wuyang City is located."

"Brother Zhang, what should we do now?"

Zhang Feng sighed and said, "Now unless the ten riders entangle them, it will be difficult for us to catch up."
Chapter completed!