They were on their way back to Beilin, so they traveled quickly all the way. The carriage was used to confuse the audience. After leaving the city, they took another road.
Shen Yu and Xie Tingzhou have been resting in tents for the past few days. Autumn has come to an end, and the night is very cold, so they have put a mattress on the hay.
The two of them hugged each other and slept, but these days, they were exhausted from running around and still had not crossed the boundary of skin-to-skin contact.
In the morning, there was fog in the mountains.
Xie Tingzhou raised his eyes to look westward and ordered him to go down and march immediately.
The mountains are filled with mist, and there are densely packed people crawling in the woods.
Someone moved, and immediately there was the sound of dead leaves being crushed.
"Don't fucking move." The leader scolded, and when he listened carefully, he heard the sound of rolling horse hooves getting closer and closer.
The people lying next to him were startled just by hearing the sound, "Brother, there are quite a lot of people."
The leader stared at the way they came, "What are you afraid of? There are only a few thousand of them."
"But, but that's Qingyun Guard." Fan Laoer said.
Fan Xingjian turned to look at him, "If you grow up with other people's ambitions, you will lose your prestige. Although we are not as well-trained as them, our number is twice theirs. When they enter the valley, we will block both ends and trap them in In this valley, if we are surrounded and beaten, I don’t believe it can’t be done.”
Fan Laoer still wanted to speak: "But..."
The sound of horse hooves was approaching again.
"Shut up!" Fan Xingjian pressed Fan Laoer's head down.
Seeing the mighty troops rushing towards him, Fan Xingjian couldn't help but feel nervous.
This regular army is a regular army, and its momentum is different from bandits like them.
The team was approaching again, and the horses' hooves shook the ground.
A sea turtle slipped through the air and let out a long eagle whistle.
Qingyun Guard's team gradually stopped.
"No." Fan Xingjian cursed, "Damn it, I was discovered, and I forgot about Xie Tingzhou's sea green."
Fan Laoer was so frightened that he lost his mind, "They haven't entered the mountain yet, why don't we retreat."
Fan Xingjian was a little hesitant. If he retreated now, Xie Tingzhou's Qingyun Guards would not be familiar with the terrain and would not rush to pursue him. He probably didn't know who was ambushing him, and he would not be able to find anyone to seek revenge.
When Fan Xingjian thought about it, he felt like retreating.
Before he could make up his mind, the cavalry in front automatically divided into two sides and made way for them.
Following the steady sound of horse hooves, a man with a clear face gradually appeared in everyone's sight. His unhurried posture did not look like he was rushing, but like he was walking in the spring in the mist of Jiangnan.
Xie Tingzhou held the reins in his hand, raised his eyes and looked around, and raised his voice: "Is it Fan Xingjian or Fan Xingwang who is leading today?"
Fan Xingjian's face was already a bit ferocious. He didn't dare to show his head. He leaned behind the slope and thought to himself, it seems that Xie Tingzhou already knows who he is. If he doesn't kill them today, he will be attacked by Beilin in the future. Crushed into pulp.
Fan Xingzhan had his plan in mind and said loudly: "It turns out to be the chariot of Prince Beilin. I'm sorry, I admit my mistake. Prince, please bring someone over."
Xie Tingzhou smiled, with a hint of melancholy on his face, "Don't you think I'm a fool? If I take someone there, wouldn't it be playing into your hands?"
The horse seemed to sense the danger, and its front hooves paved uneasily.
Xie Tingzhou took the reins and strolled around in a circle, saying: "Let me guess, your number should be more than mine, at least twice as many, to dare to compete with my Qingyun Guards. According to me As I know, you only had 5,000 people not long ago, and these extra people should be the ragtag people recruited recently."
"Even so, you are not sure that you can capture my six thousand Qingyun Guards, so you will not confront me head-on."
Xie Tingzhou looked forward and said: "The terrain here is good. It is surrounded by mountains on both sides. If you block both ends, you can trap people in it. You have some sense."
Every time Xie Tingzhou said something, Fan Xingjian's face darkened.
Fan Xingjian stood up and looked down at the people below, "The prince is right. I don't think I can win this battle. It's better to do a favor and let the prince leave."
Xie Tingzhou laughed, "Aren't you afraid that I will turn around and lead the Qingyun Guards to flatten your mountain?"
When Fan Xingjian was told the central issue, his cheeks twitched, and then he smiled and said: "The Crown Prince is certainly not such a person."
"Unfortunately, I am." Xie Tingzhou said slowly and calmly: "I will repay you with every penny I have, and I am not as magnanimous as you said. Besides, if I lead the troops across the valley as you wish, I should be in your best interest, right? The front is falling. It’s a good ambush place.”
Fan Xingjian saw that all his plans had been exposed, and he knew that the relationship had been forged.
"Brother, what should I do?" Fan Laoer asked.
"What should we do?" Fan Xingjian said with a fierce look in his eyes and gritted his teeth: "If we fight them, we have the advantage in numbers."
He raised his hand and pointed downwards, "Come on, I'll give you a reward of one tael of silver for every head you kill!"
In the western wilderness, shouts of killing arose in the west, and densely packed bandits rushed down from the mountains with knives raised.
Xi Feng took the lead and led people around the slope. The two sides immediately fought together.
The sounds of fighting, screams, and roars echoed in the valley.
Fan Xingjian stood at a high place, watching the people below being harvested by Qingyun Guards like weeds one after another.
But they occupied a geographical advantage and did not make it easy for Qingyun Wei.
Fan Xingjian looked at Xie Tingzhou, who remained motionless in the chaos, and suddenly remembered that he didn't see another person beside him.
Shen Zhongan's daughter was Shen Yu, the former Marquis of Yu.
He searched quickly among the crowd and found no one. There was no way that the person Xie Tingzhou had made a special trip to Luozhou to pick up was not with him.
What about that person?
Fan Xingjian suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
