Suffer from the tail.

Surviving in troubled times does require courage. At this point, Chen Di finally performed quite well, but compared with Chen Ping's actions, he was still half a beat slower.

As soon as Han Si left Zongzheng's mansion, he sent a signal to Feng Xuan, the commander guarding the outside of the villa. A hunting operation that surrounded the enemy was carried out at the foot of Qishan Mountain.

Feng Xuan has commanded such a small-scale operation and is very skilled. In terms of ability, Feng Xuan, who has served as the Imperial Guard Commander, has no doubt that all he lacks is qualifications and achievements.

"Han Junhou, you will lead a team to block the main gate, and the rest of the soldiers will follow me to catch the back road, blocking the enemy who escaped." When the action was about to come, Feng Xuan was excited.

"No!" Han Siling ordered.

This roundup operation directly gave the Chief Shi's Mansion a mission. For newcomers like Feng Xuan and Han Si, this is a good opportunity to test their abilities in front of Chief Shi Chen Ping. Once they missed it, they would want to get promotion and promotion again, and I don't know when they would have it again.

At the foot of Qishan Mountain.

The water of the manchu originates from the depths of the mountain stream, winds through the great plain, and finally merges into the Wei River.

In some places on this tributary, the golden wheat waves are connected with the somewhat shy millet poles, giving people an infinite vitality. The millet poles are undulating, and under the repeated north winds, you can smell the mature breath in the air.

Ma Feng lay tightly on the ridge of the field, his chest fluctuated rapidly. After a series of high-intensity runs, he felt that his heart was about to jump out.

Not far away, there were shouts of killing and screams coming from time to time. Among them, perhaps one or two sounds were very familiar, and Ma Feng was already shocked.

If he hadn't just happened to be out of court and had the opportunity to climb over the wall and run away, he would have been blocked by the army in the courtyard and waited for death with his companions.

This time, I came to Yongzhou to do intercourse, and now it is a wrong decision.

However, Ma Feng had to come.

His whole body was detained in Xianyang. If he didn't come, Zhang Han would not say much, his children would be used as slaves and sold at will.

At the beginning, Zhang Han took out Ma Feng from Xiang Yu's butcher knife, because he was attracted by Ma Feng's connections. A few days ago, Li Jun's large-scale search operation had already made Ma Feng feel bad. It would be impossible for Chen Di to hide it for a long time. If it was really discovered, Ma Feng thought that with his only one-sided friendship with Chen Di, it would be impossible for Chen Di to escape from his crime.

"There is another person, don't let the thief run away and chase him!" The vaguely, the shouts of Li soldiers slowly approaching. Ma Feng knew in his heart that the resistance in the other side of the courtyard had ended, and the companions who left there were probably all finished.

"To survive, you have to take risks?" Ma Feng became fierce, straightened his waist slightly, and moved quickly between the millet poles. He was familiar with the terrain of this area. When passing through this corn field, there was Fushui in front of him, and after wading through the Fushui, there was Qishan in Guangmao.

As long as you enter the mountain, Ma Feng will not be afraid even if there are many pursuers.

——.

Ma Feng ran away.

Feng Xuan was shocked and sweated coldly.

When I interrogated the captured Shizuo just now, I learned that Ma Feng, the manager of the Qin Dynasty's eunuch, was the commander of these people, Feng Xuan felt a sense of oppression that the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building.

Ma Cao and his uncle Feng Jing are the backbone of Ying Ziying's group. They have a good relationship with each other. Feng Xuan has visited the Ma Mansion many times. Ma Feng naturally has met several times, but he never expected that Ma Feng would sneak into the dark room where Yong Qi inquire about information.

"Who is the mastermind behind this?" Feng Xuan was full of doubts.

"I reported to the commander, and found traces of someone passing through the river on the waters of the waters in front of the river." Han Si was panting. This time, the operation was not enough to escape the main culprit, which made him feel very embarrassed.

"Han Si, you cross the river and chase me. The rest have taken a shortcut with me to block people from Qishan Gorge." Feng Xuan gritted his teeth and ordered. The narrow road of Qishan Mountain is a narrow road that travels between Qishan Mountains. These intersections are distributed in various places between the mountains. After feeling that there is little hope to catch up, Feng Xuan decided to take a gamble.

The mountain road is winding, and it is common for horses to die when they look at the mountain. What Feng Xuan wants to bet is that Ma Feng walks on the narrow road as he guessed.

——.

With his familiarity with the terrain, Ma Feng took the lead and passed through the not-deep Mansion Water. There was an open area in front of him. As long as he added some effort to enter the low-grove jungle, it would be relatively safe.

"After going back, I will definitely find a way to pick up my family and hide in a remote place, and never participate in the battles of big shots again." Ma Feng ran, thinking in his heart.

"Bor!"

A sharp gust of storm sounded in my ears. Before Ma Feng could react, a sharp arrow penetrated a hole at the base of his thigh.

"ah!"

Ma Feng screamed and rolled on the river beach. Behind him, a string of blood was scattered on the warm ground full of dead leaves.

Ma Feng, whose mouth was covered in blood, opened his eyes hard, but saw a few men in black running out of the bushes in front of him with bows and arrows on their backs and swords on their backs.

"You are--!" Ma Feng's eyes lit up, but his voice became weaker.

"My surname is Ma, you recognize grandpa, right? It doesn't matter. You will be reunited with your master soon." Among the men in black, a tall figure squatted down, looked at Ma Feng in a mess, and smiled grimly.

"You guys have voted for Chen Di, right?" Ma Feng closed his eyes tightly and asked in a low voice. He had already recognized these men in black. Several of them were the disciples and soldiers who were raised by Fengchang Ying Ziying, the envoy Ma Cao, Dian Ke Feng Jing and others in the mansion.

"So what, you must regret it. If you want to blame it, you will only blame you for knowing too much." The man in black chuckled, and gently cut the sharp sword in his hand, and a big bloody hole was swelling between Ma Feng's throat.

"You!" Ma Feng suddenly widened his eyes, his body twitched a few times, and then he disappeared.

"Let's go!" The man in black looked at Ma Feng's corpse coldly, greeted the few around him, and quickly turned around and escaped into the forest. When he was about to decline, he turned around and glanced at the pursuers who had crossed the river beach, showing a smug smile.

People often relax their vigilance when they are proud.

This is caused by inertial thinking.

Even if it is a disciple who has practiced the martial arts of the Mohist family, not to mention that these men in black have only learned some of the Mohist family's fur at best, and are still far from the real heroes of the times.
Chapter completed!