(Please subscribe and ask for monthly tickets)

The Chu army threw away some temporarily useless items, including most of the dry food, and only weapons, wine and beans for feeding horses. They returned to the edge of the grassland at dawn to have a rest, especially to let the horses eat. Next, they had to gallop continuously and return to the Broken Iron City as soon as possible.

Most soldiers took the opportunity to sleep for a while. Han Ruzi was not too sleepy and felt that he could persevere. Fang Daye said to him: "You made everyone more and more nervous."

Han Ruzi smiled, found a comfortable and dry place, and lay down in a cloak. She wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while, but she fell asleep not long after her eyes closed. She even felt angry when she was pushed.

Du Chuanyun whispered: "I'm leaving."

After resting for less than half an hour, everyone got on the horse. Because they had to run continuously, they did not dare to let the horses run too fast. They had a front drive and a rear guard, so they tried to keep the formation as far as possible.

Until noon, there was no sign of the Huns. Everyone felt a little relieved. When the horses were resting, Han Ruzi asked Jin Chunbao and asked, "Who told you about the split between the Eastern Huns?"

Jin Chunbao's injuries were not healed. He was first tied up by the shepherd, and then followed the Chu army to ride a horse for more than a day. He looked very haggard and murmured: "Who told me? The Huns all said so... Zhaheshan said more. He often chatted with me and said how stupid the Huns who still wanted to stick to their grassland life were."

"How many Huns are chasing you?"

"There are...a few hundred people, I don't know. I keep running, sometimes I can hear the sound of horse hooves, sometimes I can't..."

"Looking at his listless look, let's just kill him. It's more convenient to just take the lead." Cui Teng made another suggestion, holding the hilt of the knife, and looking at Jin Chunbao's neck.

Jin Chunbao hurriedly stepped forward and opened his eyes and shouted: "I'm fine, I can still ride a horse for another three days and three nights."

Han Ruzi sent an order to get on the horse and was about to set off. A soldier behind the hall waved his flag to attract the attention of everyone in front of him. Everyone looked back and saw three cavalrymen appearing several miles away.

"It's the Huns." Cui Teng's voice trembled a little, "Run quickly."

The order was already at his mouth, but Han Ruzi changed his mind and said, "Let's head towards that mountain and march normally."

"The Broken Iron City is in the west, and the Mountain is in the north..." Cui Teng asked many people's doubts.

Han Ruzi looked at the three Hun cavalry again, "The three men tracked hundreds of enemies without panic. There must be a large army behind them. If we escape, the army will chase them closely. Let's go to the mountains and make them think there is an ambush."

"Maybe there is really an ambush, it's all the Huns." Cui Teng just wanted to whip his horse.

"I'll admit it too." Han Ruzi asked several soldiers behind the palace to catch up, and one hundred people formed a team and marched towards a mountain range in the northwest at a normal speed.

Three Huns followed each other in a distance. After half an hour, three or four miles away from the foot of the mountain, a large Huns' troops appeared.

"Oh my God, at least... there are a thousand people." Cui Teng was so scared that he almost fell off his horse.

"Don't panic, the Huns don't know our background and will not attack easily."

"What if they weren't afraid?" Cui Teng had no idea.

Han Ruzi just tried to calm down, glanced at Cui Teng, and said coldly: "Then let's fight and retreat."

One hundred people were against one thousand people, and there was no chance of winning, but Cui Teng did not dare to question it.

Han Ruzi slowed down, and the Huns army followed from afar. The three Huns who drove forward got closer. They pulled their horses and neighed, and whistled in their mouths, obviously provoking them.

"Enough!" Fang Daye suddenly said, tied the reins, handed the flag in his hand to Du Chuanyun, and said to General Zhenbei: "You go slowly, don't stop and wait for me."

"The Old General..."

Before Han Ruzi finished speaking, Fang Daye turned his horse and rushed towards the team, stopped in front of a strong officer, and said, "Let me borrow your bow."

Fang Daye was a prisoner. After serving as the flag bearer, he was given ordinary bows and arrows. The person who was borrowed was a military school with extraordinary arm strength and carried a special hard bow, but he was unwilling to hand it over to outsiders easily, especially an old man in his sixties.

"Hurry up!" Fang Daye shouted sternly, the school trembled, and looked at General Zhenbei, and when he saw the general nodding, he reluctantly handed over the bow.

Fang Daye took the hard bow, but was not grateful. He took a deep breath, his chest bulged, and his huge belly miraculously shrank back.

"Go." Fang Daye rushed towards the three Huns.

Although he said there was no need to wait, Han Ruzi and others still waited and watched.

The three Huns scattered and fought at the same time.

The Hun army in the distance also stopped.

A Hun shot an arrow first. Fang Daye did not hide or avoid, nor slowed down. He let the arrow pass by, and suddenly stood up and shot an arrow without hitting it.

"Oh..." Several noble children sighed regretfully.

Three Huns shot arrows almost at the same time. Fang Daye leaned on the horse's back and avoided it, and then stepped forward and led his bow again.

A Hun was caught in an arrow and fell off his horse.

Half of the Chu army cheered softly.

The other two Huns rushed back, and an arrow flew past the target, but the other arrow seemed to have hit.

All the Chu soldiers, including Han Ruzi, were so shocked that they screamed.

The horse was still galloping, and Fang Daye stepped forward and shot again, using the enemy's arrows, and the second Huns were caught.

Only one Hun was left, and was shocked and turned around to escape. Fang Daye chased after him. When he shortened the distance to only thirty steps, he fired a third arrow and hit it accurately. In an instant, he killed three people in a row.

Fang Daye's position was closer to the Huns' army at this time. He did not retreat immediately, but ran forward for a distance, holding up his hard bow with one hand, and making a challenging posture.

"This old guy!" Cui Tengshi couldn't find any other words, so he repeated these words five or six times in succession, looking at his companions on both sides and saw that everyone was as surprised and admired as him.

No one in the Huns army came out to fight. Only then did Fang Daye turn his horse's head and drive back to the team. His long beard floated, and he let out a breath, his stomach bulged again, and he handed the hard bow to the school.

The school waved his hand quickly, "Please stay with the old general, I don't deserve to use this bow again."

Fang Daye was not humble either, so he left a hard bow and handed over his original ordinary bow to the other party.

"Let's go and rest at the foot of the mountain." Although Fang Daye was still a flag bearer, his words were majestic. Han Ruzi nodded and the team set off at a fast speed, but everyone felt a little more at ease.

Du Chuanyun had always had a high vision, but at this time he was willing to hold a banner for Fang Daye. What he admired was not archery. From a distance, there was nothing surprising about Fang Daye's battle with the three Huns. He admired the courage of the old general. Facing thousands of enemy troops, he actually dared to rush forward to fight. Du Chuanyun thought he hadn't said that he didn't think even his grandfather Du Motian would dare to do so.

When the team arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was already dark, and the Huns did not catch up, watching from afar, seemed a little confused.

Everyone started to get nervous again, Cui Teng asked, "What should I do? I really have to fight and retreat?"

Han Ruzi looked at his flag, "The Huns will not attack immediately."

"Are you sure?" Cui Teng became more and more impatient, "It seems that the Huns will not retreat."

Han Ruzi didn't know much about the Huns. Unlike the veteran general Fang Daye, his calmness came from his personality and some historical books he had read. "There are many tribes in the Huns and often when there are disagreements."

Han Ruzi bowed to Fang Daye and said, "Genuine Fang..."

"The Huns will not retreat, you have to send people back to Shaticheng to get rescue soldiers. The hillside over there can be blocked for a while." Fang Daye understood the Huns and observed the surrounding terrain.

Han Ruzi nodded and said to Du Chuanyun: "You go back..."

Du Chuanyun immediately shook his head, "Although my archery skills are average, I have to stay. I came to the outer world with you not to bring rescue soldiers, but to protect you in close proximity."

"Let me go." Cui Teng volunteered. Compared to stopping here to confront the Huns, he wanted to run around. Even if there were no reinforcements there, it didn't matter. As long as he could stay away from the Huns.

The confidence built by Fang Daye's killing of three people in a row is about to be forced back by Ye Se.

Han Ruzi glanced over and said that there were many people who had the same idea as Cui Teng, but he didn't dare to make it publicly like him.

Han Ruzi named two soldiers from the army, a regular Chu army soldier, and a noble son. Finally, he called Cui Teng, "You five bring ten horses. After nightfall, I will ignite the fire to attract the Huns. You go and get the rescuers, go and go back quickly."

"Sure!" Cui Teng replied loudly, holding the reins tightly, and then he wanted to run away.

"Bring Jin Chunbao with you, he can protect you." Han Ruzi said.

Jin Chunbao was stunned, while Cui Teng was shocked, "Why do you take him? You ran even slower."

Han Ruzi insisted on his guess: "The person the Huns don't want to kill is him, and they are chasing this flag."

"Leave the flag, you can go with us." Cui Teng said.

Han Ruzi's heart moved. Taizu Han Fu Shi would abandon everyone and flee alone, but he would not. Taizu had a foundation when he was competing for power and could always make a comeback. There were not many people available around Han Ruzi. If he showed his timidity, he would probably have no followers.

"The flag is here," Han Ruzi said, "Get ready."

The hillside is not very steep, dozens of steps wide, and there are cliffs on both sides, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack. However, once it is blocked, it is difficult to rush out. Han Ruzi led his team to the bottom of the slope. This area is very desolate and there are few grass and trees. He ordered people to remove some of the saddles and pile them together to ignite them.

Cui Teng and others escorted Jin Chunbao to the west along the foot of the mountain. Han Ruzi watched them disappear. As expected, the Huns did not divide their troops to chase them, and he felt a little relieved.

The fire became increasingly strong. The Chu army led their horses to the hillside, more than a hundred steps away from the fire, stood in three rows, holding the bow outwards, Han Ruzi stood in the middle of the first row, Du Chuanyun protected her, holding a flagpole in one hand and a shield in the other, and whispered: "This is really different from the martial arts competition among the people in the Jianghu."

Fang Daye stood on the other side of Han Ruzi, looked at the fire at the foot of the mountain and said, "Back to Shattered Iron City, if the general is still interested, let's talk."

Han Ruzi smiled slightly. What could move the old general was not words, but fighting.
Chapter completed!