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They were wearing khaki jackets and pants, and the first half of the troop was wearing black iron armor and black iron helmets. The second half was wearing red leather armors with their hair tied to their heads with cloth strips. The leader was tall and sturdy, his face looked young and tender, and he wielded a steel spear in his hand. He was none other than the son of the Single Meridian Realm, Shan Meng.

"Han Chinese!" Although Tuoba Han could not recognize the character, he could recognize the person's appearance.

The group that Shan Meng was leading was the Personal Aide Battalion, but their numbers had increased to 2,000, so it was completely unexpected that they would appear here. Because he had heard Yuwen Sanqi's story, Gongsun Zan was worried that they would meet Su Li's army blocking their way up the mountain from the east, hence he let Shan Meng be the vanguard and find a path up the mountain. Just as his heart was burning with anxiety, he suddenly heard someone shouting below. Seeing that they were dressed like a Hu person and there were not many people around, Shan Meng immediately ordered his troops to dismount, preparing to use the terrain to ambush the opponent.

"Whiz!" Sou Sou

At such a close distance, the other party did not even try to dodge, and just by shooting one round, he had already killed three hundred to four hundred of Tuoba Han's subordinates.

Tuoba Han seemed to have awoken from a dream, as he roared and ordered his subordinates to dodge and block.

Shan Meng's men shot out another round of crossbow arrows, causing another 100 people to overturn the crossbow, and grabbed their ring head knife s to kill their way down.

Tuoba Tribe's people had lost the initiative, and the other side was charging towards them from above. They simply could not resist at all, and were continuously being forced back by the slaughter. In less than half an hour, another four to five hundred people had been killed and cut, their bodies and limbs littered everywhere in the forest. Half of the people dispersed without waiting for Tuoba Han's order. Some did not even bother to ride their warhorses, and ran down the mountain.

Tuoba Han roared, but was unable to stop his subordinates from escaping.

Just then, Shan Meng rushed over, the spear stabbed straight into Tuoba Han's chest. Unexpectedly, Shan Meng's movements were extremely fast, the spear suddenly slashed horizontally, and instantly created a deep cut on Tuoba Han's face. Tuoba Han let out a blood-curdling scream as he turned around and ran.

"Yes!" Shan Meng bellowed, the spear in his hand suddenly swung out.

"Ah!" Tuoba Han cried out miserably, the curved blade in his hands dropped to the ground with a clang. With both hands gripping the exposed tip of the long spear in front of him, he slumped to the ground and died.

Seeing that their leader had been killed, the morale of the people in Tuoba Tribe plummeted. Those who were still resisting turned around and fled. Those who were faster jumped on their horses and galloped down. Unavoidably, they bumped into their companions again. The narrow mountain road was immediately thrown into chaos.

Shan Meng stepped forward and pulled out his spear, raised it up and shouted excitedly: "Attack him, do not leave a single one alive!" After roaring, he raised his spear and was the first one to chase down his target.

The soldiers of the Personal Aide Battalion were worried that the Young Chieftain would lose his life, so they quickly strode forward to catch up.

Shan Meng led his personal army and chased for around four to five miles down the mountain, killing only corpses on the ground as blood flowed like a river. The three thousand that Tuoba Han had brought with him already numbered less than eight hundred people, and there were all sorts of junk that they had left behind. Some of their boots had even run off, and their feet were bleeding profusely but they did not dare stop.

Just as Shan Meng was about to destroy the opponent in one go, he suddenly heard the horn in front of him sounded out. A large group of people dressed exactly the same as the enemy in front of him rushed forward.

Shan Meng was shocked, and immediately shouted: "Quickly retreat!"

However, they were in too much of a hurry, and around three to four hundred people rushed into the enemy's group. When the Tuoba Tribe's people who were being chased saw that reinforcements arrived, they mustered their courage to turn around and kill them. Shan Meng was startled and angry at the same time, he raised his spear and was about to rush forward to save them.

"Young Lord, you can't!" The strong soldier named Dan Wu who carried the banner was also a trusted aide who had been around for many years. He quickly pulled Shan Meng and pointed at the large group of enemies that were surrounding them from both sides of the forest, "Young master, the enemy's reinforcements seems to be around tens of thousands of people, if we go and save them, we won't be able to escape!"

"Leaving behind your fellow soldiers for the first time, how can I face the Marquis and my father? Back then at Luo Wang Po, the young duke would rather die than abandon Yan Rou. Shan Meng struggled free from Dan Wu and roared: "Brothers, follow me and kill our way over to save those brothers!" With a wave of his spear, he charged into the fighting crowd without hesitation.

"He … Mother. "F * ck! If I die, then so be it!" Dan Wu bellowed, he stabbed the flag fiercely into the ground and pulled out the ring head knife as he roared: Brothers, follow along to protect the young master. Even if we all die, we must protect the young master with all our might!

The Personal Aide Battalion was a carefully chosen group of people who were not afraid of death. Their biggest duty was to protect the main general, and the military law of the personal guards was even stricter, so even if they could break out of the siege, they would still be punished with death and would even implicate their families. As a result, the moment they saw Shan Meng rush forward, even when they were faced with tens of thousands of enemies, they still charged forward without any hesitation. Tuoba Han's only remaining few hundred men were caught off guard. The morale they had mustered up crumbled again, after resisting for a bit, they would immediately fall back and run away.

Shan Meng had successfully saved the three to four hundred men, but he was surrounded by even more enemies that surrounded him from both sides of the forest. It was a good thing that the mountain roads were rugged and narrow, and there was no way to deploy the cavalry to attack. Although there were a large number of reinforcements from the Tuoba Tribe, they could only slowly surround them.

"Charge out!" Shan Meng roared out explosively, and with a leap, he knocked one of the riders off his horse. After he landed, he swept his spear across the rider and ruthlessly knocked another one off his horse.

Dan Wu and the rest crowded around Shan Meng, protecting him as he rushed up the mountain to fight. The Tuoba Tribe's cavalry was much stronger than them, but they were unable to stop him in a short period of time.

Tuoba Liwei who was watching from the back was shocked: "Where did the Chinese come from? It's actually so courageous! "

One of his subordinates who recognized a few Chinese characters stepped forward and reported, "Great King, that flag has a 'Single' character on it."

"Single? I seem to have heard of this surname before. "Tuoba Liwei thought about it carefully, and suddenly said in surprise," Could it be that the Great General Scripture that Kebineng mentioned was under the command of the Youzhou's Gongsun Zan? If it was really him, could it be that Gongsun Zan had led a large army here? I heard that Gongsun Zan is very powerful! "

The Tuoba Tribe had lived in Mo Bei for a long time, so she was not familiar with the matters of the Great Han Dynasty. Tuoba Liwei had also learned a few things from Kebineng, so he only knew that Gongsun Zan was very strong.

Someone at the side interrupted: "King, I heard that Gongsun Zan has an army of a million!"

"A million strong army!" Tuoba Liwei was shocked, he waved his hand and shouted: "Who knows if they are Gongsun Zan's men? Don't worry about that for now, dismount! Walk up and kill all these people! "

When the big-headed man personally spoke, the surrounding people all jumped off their horses and rushed forward with their legs spread wide.

When the people of Tuoba Tribe were riding their horses, although Shan Meng and the rest were at a disadvantage, they did not suffer too much casualties. When the other party abandoned their horses and walked towards them to surround them, the pressure on them multiplied immediately. In just half an hour, Shan Meng had lost five to six hundred people, and he himself had suffered several wounds from blades, so they were still seventy to eighty steps away from reaching the edge of the enemy's encirclement.

Dan Wu chopped a person down in one slash and shouted at Shan Meng, "Young Master, if this goes on, we will be completely annihilated! Only by rushing to the place where the warhorses are parked will we have a chance of escape! "

Shan Meng wiped the blood off his face and shouted, "Brothers, listen up. With me as the center, don't care about the enemies on both sides, just charge forward!"

The soldiers of the Personal Aide Camp all closed in on Shan Meng when they heard him, and rushed forward at all costs. The people of the Tuoba Tribe did their best to stop them, but they were still unable to stop Shan Meng and the rest. Tuoba Liwei watched anxiously and continuously ordered the others to charge forward. It was just that they were restricted by the terrain, so it would be difficult for the people at the back to rush up and lend a hand.

Along the way, Shan Meng and his party were finally able to reach the outskirts of the encirclement. It was just that the amount of casualties from breaking through this kind of encirclement, who didn't hesitate to die, was simply too great. Within a mere seventy to eighty steps, Shan Meng had paid the price of six to seven hundred people! At this time, there were not even seven hundred people following Shan Meng and the enemies behind him had once again quickly surrounded them. In his heart, he was anxious and regretful at the same time, if he was not impulsive enough to ignore everything and chase them down, how would he have brought back so many casualties!

"Young Lord, leave quickly!" Dan Wu ruthlessly pushed Shan Meng aside, and loudly ordered his own cousin: "Six alone, protect the Young Master with a hundred of you, and the rest follow me to cut off the rear!"

Dan Liu was a skinny long-haired man who remained silent. After hearing that, he nodded and forcefully pulled Shan Meng and ran up.

Dan Wu raised his ring head knife high up and shouted: "Brothers, fight to the death and not retreat!"

The few hundred men who remained quickly gathered together, blocking the mountain road as they shouted, "Fight to the death!"

When Shan Meng heard the roar, he turned his head to look back. He couldn't help but cry because these people had followed him for so many years, he could almost call out every single person's name! Now, because of his own greed, he had gone too far, he had lost it all here!

"Young Lord, leave quickly!" Dan Wu turned his head to look at Shan Meng and roared, he raised his blade and rushed towards the enemy troops who were one hundred times stronger than him.

Shan Meng bit on his lips forcefully, the intense pain made him wake up quickly. The marquis and his father led the main army which was right behind them, only by escaping would they be able to take revenge! He wiped away his tears and ran with his head down.

The hundreds of people led by Dan Wu only wished to delay for a little longer, and did not care about their own life or death at all. They were like bloodthirsty wolves that charged towards their enemies, wanting to kill their opponent even if they were hit by multiple blades. Once the sword and the blade were cut apart, they would use their fists and feet, and even use their teeth to attack the enemy. Those who were heavily injured and unable to attack again would use the last bit of their strength to carry their opponent and roll downwards.

"Is this the Han Chinese that Kebineng spoke of with extreme weakness?" Tuoba Liwei watched with trepidation. Suddenly, she felt that she had been deceived by Kebineng.

Because other people had deliberately protected him, Dan Wu was the last person alive. He had suffered ten cuts on his body, his nose and left ear had all disappeared, and his entire body was gushing blood. At this time, Dan Wu had over a thousand enemies surrounding him, but not a single person rushed forward to chop off his head.

Dan Wu wiped the blood from his eyes, his eyes half opened, and with difficulty, he raised the ring head knife up and shouted towards his surroundings: "Good head, who dares to take it?"

"What did he say?" Tuoba Liwei hurriedly asked his subordinate who could understand Chinese. After listening to his subordinate's transmission, he fell silent for a moment, then waved his hand: "Give that Han warrior a quick death! Quickly catch up to those people who were running away. Remember, to be able to be protected by such a brave warrior, you must be a great figure of the Han people! "

"Big Head has the order, give that Chinese warrior a quick death!"

"Big Head has orders, hurry up and catch up to those people who are running away, we need them alive!"

Hearing the order, the three people on the other side of Dan Wu rushed over with their blades raised, the three blades slashing towards Dan Wu's neck and two of his ribs. Dan Wu did not dodge the two blades on both sides, but extended his left hand to block the blade aimed at his neck. When the left arm fell to the ground, the blade in his right hand also stabbed into his heart under the man's disbelieving and terrified expression, and then the two of them slowly fell to the ground.

Shan Meng had hidden his horse in the forest a few miles away. When they reached the entrance of the forest and looked back, they realised that Dan Wu and the rest had all died.

Resisting the pain with great difficulty, he shouted, "Get on the horse quickly and run the rest of the way!"

When the people of Tuoba Tribe chased into the forest, they discovered that there were more than a thousand horses tied to the trees. They were overjoyed and rushed forward to snatch them.

Tuoba Liwei caught up to them and saw that the group of Han people had already escaped three or four kilometers away. He was immediately enraged. Hurry up and catch up! "

Shan Meng heard the sounds of horse hooves coming from behind and turned his head to look. He only saw a black mass of enemy troops chasing after them like a tide, with a rough estimate of more than 40,000 people. Ahead of them was a vast expanse of flat land between the mountains. Finding a place to hide was an extravagant dream, so he could only try his best to whip his warhorse to increase his speed.

Both sides fled for their lives and quickly closed the distance. The people of Tuoba Tribe started to draw their bows and shoot their arrows, while people on Shan Meng's side were hit by arrows from time to time.

This mountain plain had a circumference of no less than five kilometers, and Shan Meng and the rest were still three to four miles away from the nearest mountain range. From the looks of it, they would not be able to escape no matter how hard they tried. Just as Shan Meng was about to turn around and fight to the death, a battle drum suddenly sounded out in unison in front of him. Riders that covered the mountains and plains suddenly appeared in front of him.

Who else but Gongsun Zan and the two black armored generals under the banner?