Zhang Daojun was led by his loyal servants to escape. He did not dare to go to the main road along the way, for fear of being overtaken by the Pei family army who was closely following him. It was called a wolf. Wherever the road was difficult to walk, he ran there; wherever the road was not accessible to the army, he ran

Where to run.

Everywhere they passed were thorny and desolate places. The trees on the roadside grew in disorder, and the outstretched branches scratched their clothes and pierced their skin. After running all the way, the two of them were already in rags.

, he was covered in scars and looked like a beggar.

However, the master and the servant did not dare to stop and rest. Although the pursuers behind them were getting farther and farther away, they still pursued them as if they had some deep grudge against them. They would not stop until they were caught and chopped into pieces.

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But gradually, the road became more and more deviated, the terrain became more and more complicated, and the sounds of the pursuing soldiers behind me became farther and farther away, and finally they could no longer be heard.

The master and the servant finally couldn't run anymore and fell down under the tree, panting heavily, looking at each other, laughing at the same time, looking at the blue sky, feeling that it felt so good to escape.

Zhang Daojun regained consciousness again, looked at the loyal servant in front of him, and said with some emotion: "I didn't expect you to be the one who rescued me in the end."

Zhang Daojun brought a total of two servants with him on this trip. One of them was already wearing his clothes and pretending to be him to attract some of the pursuers. I think he was already dead at this moment. The other one was the one next to him, and he was officially here.

The man kept Zhang Daojun firmly behind him and took him out of danger.

Not to mention Zhang Daojun's embarrassment at this time, but Pei Xiaoer, who had been following Zhang Daojun, was leading hundreds of people and following Zhang Daojun non-stop. However, he did not expect that Zhang Daojun would be so cunning and proficient in this way.

Choosing those deserted areas with no roads to escape, seriously affected the marching speed of the Pei family's army.

Seeing Zhang Daojun getting further and further away from him, Pei Xiaoer became more and more anxious. Finally, at an intersection, Pei Xiaoer completely lost track of Zhang Daojun.

"Damn it," Pei Xiaoer cursed secretly and kicked the small tree next to him.

Just when Pei Xiaoer didn't know whether to continue the pursuit separately or return the same way, one of his soldiers suddenly found a patch of grass on a road with several broken grass. The broken and low-hanging grass was fresh and tender.

It was obviously broken not long ago. The soldier didn't care much and slowly approached the grass to check.

After a while, after it was finally confirmed that it had been trampled artificially, the soldier quickly came back and reported, "General, look at the grass here, the grass is fresh and tender. Those two people must have ran this way."

Pei Xiaoer hurriedly went over to check. He was overjoyed and looked at the soldier with some admiration. "Okay, you have good eyesight. I will remember you for your great service. Lead the way and look for their footprints. We must capture the two of them today."

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"Thank you, General." The soldier was very happy. He didn't expect that his unintentional move would lead to such a great achievement.

So the group of people followed the scattered footprints and the occasional strips of cloth hanging on the branches, slowly groping forward, getting closer and closer to Zhang Daojun, his master and his servant.

Zhang Daojun had rested for a while now and felt that his body had recovered. He stood up, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's leave quickly."

With that said, he picked up the servant who was still on the ground, and the two of them supported each other and walked forward, just like a pair of brothers in need.

After turning an intersection, an official road appeared in front of them.

The official road was wide and flat, and he didn't know where it led. However, Zhang Daojun knew that if he kept walking along the official road, given the density of people coming and going on the official road, he would definitely meet a businessman or someone else, and then he would catch a ride on the businessman's car.

With the convoy, you can escape and escape.

After making up his mind, Zhang Daojun walked along the official road for nearly half an hour. He didn't encounter the merchant. Instead, a big tree fell across the official road.

Zhang Daojun was shocked when he saw this situation. He didn't expect to encounter a robber on the road. He grabbed his servant and was about to escape. However, he saw dozens of gangsters, one after another in the woods nearby, flash out and surround them from front to back.

Zhang Daojun smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, he had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den. Knowing that resistance was useless and might harm his life, Zhang Daojun directly spread his hands to indicate that he was surrendering without weapons.

The gangsters in front did not expect that the two men were so cooperative. They relaxed and no longer hesitated. They stepped forward together, tied up their hands, and twisted them to a mountain col.

This mountain col appears to be extremely hidden. It is surrounded by lush green trees, which completely obscures the mountain col. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to tell that there is a mountain col here.

In this hidden mountain col, there was actually an army of thousands of people hiding at this time. They were said to be a large army, but the opponents were all wearing coarse cloth and short shirts, and they looked like civilians. It was impossible to tell that they were an army.

However, many soldiers were injured, and during their actions, blood-red knife marks were faintly visible under their clothes. All this showed that this was a large army, and one that had just been defeated.

In the center of the army, there stood a flagpole, and on top of the flagpole, a flag fluttered in the wind, with a big word "Chong" written on it.

Zhang Daojun seemed to think of something when he saw the big flag, and couldn't help but take a breath. This was probably the camp where Hong Chengchou and Cao Wenzhao fought in Shaanxi.

Zhang Daojun let out a long sigh, he will inevitably die after all. Well, so what if I can escape from Pei Xiaoer's hands? In the end, it is not death? Now I can die in the hands of the famous camp king Gao Yingxiang.

This life is not worth living.

The two men were pushed by the soldiers who broke into the camp behind them and walked into the depths of the camp. The soldiers passing by along the way looked at the two men with some curiosity, wondering where they came from.

Not long after, a Shaanxi man in his thirties or forties appeared in front of them.

After looking them up and down, Gao Yingxiang asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The servant beside him struggled to stand up and stood in front of Zhang Daojun, wanting to answer Chuang Wang Gao Yingxiang's question on Zhang Daojun's behalf.

Zhang Daojun stopped him. Zhang Daojun knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to impersonate himself and die for himself. But at this time, Chuang Wang Gao Yingxiang was not an idiot and would not believe such a poor performance.

"I am Shanxi guerrilla Zhang Daojun. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, it is up to you. No need to say anything more." Zhang Daojun stood up and said his words with awe and awe of death.
Chapter completed!