Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

The door of the kiln camp slowly opened, and a group of coolies rushed out.

Zhang Jingwei stopped an old man covered in sores from the panicked crowd and asked, "Old man, are there any more corvée laborers like this out there?"

The old man was a little dazed. After answering Zhang Jingwei's question, he asked, "No, we are the last batch. Sir, what happened? Can we go home now?"

Zhang Jingwei held the old man's cold, calloused hands and said soothingly, "Of course you can. We'll see an army three miles from here. Don't be afraid. They're soldiers from Yunzhou. They'll accommodate you. Just register and you can go home!"

After seeing the coolie leave, Zhang Jingwei discovered that Han Ye had not come out yet, so he looked inside the door. It was too dark and he couldn't see clearly, so he walked forward a few steps.

Unexpectedly, a heavily armored soldier rushed out of the camp gate, holding a long knife, and slashed towards Zhang Jingwei.

"Young master, be careful!" Mu Tou rushed forward at the fastest speed in his life and pushed Zhang Jingwei away.

Without any protection, he took the blow head-on!

Because Mu Tou was so tall, the knife that was originally intended to behead him only hit his left shoulder and made a deep cut on his left chest.

Mu Tou first kicked the heavy armor away, but in the end he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Only then did the kiln boss come out from the darkness with a sneer on his face.

"Master Zhang, who are you looking for?"

……

Everyone began to panic, and first a dozen constables drew their swords to protect Liu Yanzhi and Wang Zhen.

Zhang Jingwei struggled to lift up the wood and slowly backed away.

"No, don't kill him!" Wang Jue stared at the kiln head in panic, trying to stop him.

"I have to kill him for my adoptive father. If it weren't for him, we would still be living happily."

The kiln owner walked towards Zhang Jingwei and asked, "What on earth are you doing this for? You are not an official, and Huangfu Yegou didn't have the guts to kill my adoptive father. What on earth are you doing this for?!"

Zhang Jingwei's anger had overcome his fear. He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "You've brought this upon yourself! You deserve to die!"

Yaotou stopped talking nonsense and raised his long knife to make Zhang Jingwei die in the northwest.

Suddenly, an armor-piercing arrow cut through the air, and with a "swoosh" sound, it pierced the throat of the kiln leader who was waving the knife. The kiln leader opened his eyes wide, covered his neck, and fell to the ground twitching.

Who is it? Puzzled, Zhang Jingwei turned his head and saw a figure galloping out of the darkness on horseback, holding a bow. As the figure approached, Zhang Jingwei saw that it was Gao Fei.

Oh, God! Zhang Jingwei's heart was filled with gratitude and admiration. Gao Fei had saved him once again. He had to admit that Gao Fei was the current ceiling of combat power. Aside from his stuttering, he had almost no flaws.

"Han...Han...Han Ye?" Gao Fei asked.

The remaining defenders in Yaoying were all terrified.

"Oh my God, it's Gao Jieba!" someone exclaimed.

"Is Master Gao back?" another person asked in confusion.

"Han Ye has escaped and the commander has been killed. There is no need for us to fight, right?" another person said.

Everyone started talking, their hearts filled with doubts and fear.

They didn't know why Gao Fei suddenly appeared, and they didn't know what to do next.

Some people began to waver, feeling that there was no point in continuing the war. After all, their kiln leader was dead, and the kiln camp had no meaning to exist anymore.

"Master Gao, Han Ye escaped from the north gate and fled to Gaoyang." A "rebellious" soldier ran to tell Gao Fei.

The other soldiers tactfully laid down their weapons and waited to be taken into custody.

At this time, Zhang Jingwei found that Mu Tou's blood was all over the ground. He tore his clothes into pieces without hesitation and covered Mu Tou's injured chest.

The wound on his shoulder was too deep and the blood was flowing quickly. Zhang Jingwei didn't know what to do for a moment.

At this time, Gao Fei grabbed Zhang Jingwei's hand and pressed it hard on Mu's wound. The blood flowed slowly, but Mu had not lost consciousness yet. He felt the pain and almost jumped up. The loss of blood made Mu's limbs weak, and he could only groan on the ground.

"Wait...wait for the military...military...medicine, I...I...will...go...go after him..." Gao Fei told Zhang Jingwei.

Halfway through his words, Zhang Jingwei waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, go ahead. Go early and come back early. If there are too many people, come back and ask for help. Don't be reckless!"

"Yes!" Gao Fei, carrying a hard bow, a bag of arrows on his back, and a steel knife on his waist, led a few cavalrymen to chase Han Ye.

The marching speed will still be greatly reduced at night, and the lighting provided by torches is still not enough.

Gao Fei was anxious, and relying on the route he remembered, he shook off the crowd and ran towards Gao Yang.

……

"Sir, this place is only ten miles away from Gaoyang. How about we take a rest?"

A guard saw Han Ye riding slower and slower, so he stepped forward to ask.

"Okay, it's good to take a break. Stay alert!"

It had only been an hour since they left the kiln camp. He actually knew how far they had walked, but he didn't dare to force these people to hurry. After all, they were fleeing, and if they were not careful, they would be killed by these people to claim credit.

He thought of the "Dad" at the kiln head, and felt mixed emotions. He guessed that this "son" had met with an accident, but now he had to survive, otherwise everything would be in vain.

After a while, Han Ye saw a small fire in the woods they had come from. They had already left the official road to avoid being seen, so it was impossible for anyone to catch up with them.

As the sound of horse hooves got closer, Han Ye hurriedly mounted his horse.

Just as the flames were about to burst out, a postman flew past.

After seeing Han Ye, he didn't forget to say hello.

"Sir Han, it's so late, and you still want to go to Gaoyang?" This road was built by their post office. Although it is not as easy to walk on as the official road, it is also a shortcut that can be used by horses.

"Yes, I have something important to discuss with the county magistrate!"

"Then you take a rest. I have something urgent to do and won't delay me!"

After a brief greeting, the postman sped away again.

Perhaps because he was too frightened, Han Ye was now a little paranoid. He had been traveling so fast, so he should take a good rest.

He leaned against the tree and closed his eyes.

"There's someone here, it's Gao Fei! It's Gao Fei!" Several heavily armored soldiers, some of them ran away directly without even riding their horses, and some chose to take off three layers of heavy armor and run into the dense forest.

Only three people were still helping Han Ye get on the horse.

Gao Fei's sudden appearance, without even a single weapon being used, directly disintegrated Han Ye's cavalry guards. Han Ye hurriedly mounted his horse, waving his whip and running into the darkness without even a torch.

Gao Fei was entangled by two heavily armored soldiers. Even though his sword was blunt, he still couldn't break the armor. So he bent his bow and shot an arrow at the face of a heavily armored soldier.

The heavily armored soldier was shot in the eye and thrashed twice on the ground before becoming motionless.

The other heavily armored soldier learned his lesson and protected his face with his arms.

Gao Fei looked disgusted and thought: How could there be such stupid soldiers?

Then he leaped onto his horse, whipped it, and used the force of the horse's impact to knock the heavily armored soldier to the ground. Then he controlled his horse and kicked the fallen heavily armored soldier in the chest.

This heavy armor can protect against swords and knives, but it cannot protect against blunt objects and collisions with large livestock. Therefore, horsemen are the natural nemesis of infantry. No matter whether they are heavy armored infantry or not, they can be defeated as long as they encounter them.