Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

The Donghu soldiers followed Yuan Yandong and retreated, but the sound of the black iron cavalry's hooves following closely behind made the Donghu army panic, fearing that the sound of the cold knives would hit the horses' butts!

Han Jinyan narrowed his eyes slightly and bit Yuan Yandong tightly, getting closer!

He leaped over the Donghu army and chopped Yuan Yandong's thigh head-on, "swish!"

A beam of blood burst out, shooting out like an arrow!

The Donghu army responded quickly, with dozens of people surrounding Han Jinyan and helping Yuan Yandong escape.

"what!"

Yuan Yandong screamed miserably and fell off his horse.

Two Donghu soldiers, one using one hand and one using a leg, lifted Yuan Yandong and ran away.

Yuan Yandong, who finally retreated back to the Donghu army, had a livid face and was filled with anger that made his heart and lungs feel uncomfortable.

The battle hasn't even started yet, the formation hasn't even been arranged, yet the army's morale has been broken by this fellow.

Even his legs and hands were torn by this guy, leaving a bloody mess.

See the second prince return.

The famous Donghu general, General Har, came riding a warhorse and said solemnly, "Second Prince, the square wing army has come to slow down the army again. We are in trouble today. To avoid further damage, we must retreat first!"

Yuan Yandong spat unwillingly. A gust of wind blew and the bloody saliva hit his cheek. He rubbed it off with his braid in frustration. An unpleasant smell spread at the tip of his nose.

He was so angry that he cut off half of his dreadlocks with a knife.

After a moment, he finally nodded in pain.

"Get out, get out, get out!"

Under Hal's command, the Donghu people retreated rapidly, and the cavalry and horses with swords were moved to the rear to form an arc-shaped team to cover their retreat.

The soldiers of Yizhou formed a line and slowed down their pace to chase.

One's own family knows one's own business. This expedition was hasty, Yizhou's weapons and equipment were not fully prepared, food and fodder supplies were still in the rear, and there was a huge disparity in military strength on both sides.

The number of soldiers on the opposing side waving flags and cheering was less than 10,000.

The victory in this battle was due to military strategy and daring. At the beginning, he used the front wing army to attract the strong army of Donghu. Then the Donghu cavalry and chariots were launched together, relying on their strong men and horses, they intended to take down the opposing troops of Yizhou in one fell swoop.

However, the King of Han was bold and attacked from the side, killing the weak soldiers and disrupting the morale of the army.

Being surrounded by enemies on three sides, the powerful Donghu army was in a dilemma.

General Pitang looked at the retreating Donghu army. He waved his sword and shouted loudly:

"Beat the Donghu dog who has fallen into the water!"

"Beat the Donghu dog who has fallen into the water!"

The Donghu people were so frightened that they ran away with their buttocks between their legs.

"Hahahaha!"

"happy!"

not far away.

Han Jinyan took off his armor and threw it to Fusheng. After a sleepless night of intense fighting, he was exhausted and his eyes were black and blue. He forced himself to rearrange the defense with several main generals.

At the evening, he fell into a deep sleep, with confused thoughts wandering in his mind. It was not until noon the next day that he slowly opened his eyes.

What catches your eye is the familiar triangular tent in the military camp.

He frowned and jumped up from the bed, "Someone come!"

Mo Yin's voice came faintly from the side: "Master, I'm here."

"Is there any news from Chong County and Yizhou?" Han Jinyan asked.

Mo Yin knew that his master was asking Miss Feng about this matter, and he really didn't want to attack his master harshly, but Miss Feng acted like a knife stabbing his master in the heart.

Han Jinyan saw that he hadn't said anything for a long time, and glanced at him lazily with a sense of oppression.

Instantly, Mo Yin's whole body tensed up, and he said with a sad heart: "Master, Miss Feng may not know your feelings, or is there a misunderstanding?"

"Speak human language!" Han Jinyan frowned and looked at him.

Aha?

Master, it was you who asked me to say that.

Thinking of the news, Mo Yin suddenly felt sweat pouring down his back. After a snap of his fingers, he replied according to the script:

"The news came that Miss Feng changed her mind and did not want to live in Yizhou. She took the young masters straight to Yanmen Mountain. In her words... there were many complaints about the masters."

Han Jinyan pursed her lips and looked at him for a while, her eyes extremely complicated.

After a moment, he sighed, "Yizhou is the safest place right now, but because of the rumors spread by Yandu and Yongen Hou, she chose to go far away and take the risk to go to Yanmen Mountain with her two children who were less than a month old."

"It's not that they are staying away from me. It's that they are still grudged and angry and don't want to have anything to do with me."

Mo Yin was having a headache. The woman who had just given birth was having to deal with Miss Feng, and there were also the young masters, two of whom were premature babies.

He couldn't help complaining:

"How can the young masters' bodies withstand the hardships of wandering around? And Miss Feng is still in confinement after childbirth?"

Han Jinyan sighed softly, "She has a special body, and her children are different from other children, they are very healthy.

Even so, my body can’t handle it.”

"Forget it, let's deal with Yuan Yandong's matter. I'll go find her in person."

"Fu Sheng?"

"Master, I'm here." Fusheng appeared in the room like a ghost.

Han Jinyan said solemnly: "Send a team of Shadow Hunters to follow her and clear the obstacles for her. If necessary, Kong Ling will lead in secret."

"Yes, I'll arrange it immediately." Fusheng bowed and retreated.

In the city of Yizhou.

After Feng Ranhua parted with Song Jiang and others, she led her people straight into the city, intending to look for He Gu and Uncle Ya.

Yizhou is too prosperous, and Song Jiang and others feel uncomfortable.

Another reason was that he was afraid of wasting Miss Feng's money, so Song Jiang led the villagers of Yabi Village out of the south gate directly, found a nearby farm, and waited for Miss Feng for a few days.

The streets in the city are bustling with people and noisy, it is very lively.

In order to avoid causing trouble, Feng Ranhua put on a veil and stuck her head out to look around.

Young ladies and gentlemen in gorgeous clothes shuttled among the various hawking noises.

Along the way, there were juggling performances, storytelling... and loud laughter coming from the restaurant.

The sounds of children laughing and acting coquettishly are endless.

What a peaceful and prosperous era.

The wealth and splendor were so alluring, and yet she also felt the hustle and bustle of life. For a moment, she even thought about settling down in Yizhou.

Unfortunately, it's Han Zhahuo's territory and she doesn't want it.

Suddenly, Bai Qi, who was driving the carriage, stopped.

"Well, what's wrong?" Feng Ranhua lifted the curtain of the carriage in front.

Bai Qi said nothing, but looked to the side with burning eyes.

Feng Ranhua followed his gaze and saw a human market that specialized in slave trading.

"Sister, wait for me."

Bai Qi jumped off the carriage, walked to a group of slaves, and his eyes fell on a boy who was less than ten years old.

He was dark-skinned and skinny, without a single piece of clothing to cover his body, only a pair of tattered trousers.

With his dark little hands clenched into fists, he sat in a crowded cage with a group of boys about his age, head slightly lowered, dodging the pointing fingers of passers-by.

Hearing the footsteps, he instinctively drooped rapidly, half of his face buried in his knees, still biting his cheeks stubbornly.

Looking forward, I could clearly see that his naked body was covered with whip marks, and he looked several times more terrifying than the children next to him.

Perhaps it was his instinctive unwillingness to yield and his stubbornness that caused him to be abused more than others.

Bai Qi looked gloomy, just like when he was in the cold palace of Donghu, living in endless desolation and darkness, struggling to death.

Who could have imagined that Yuan Xun, the famous general of Donghu, was a slave who could be bought and sold at will.