The Great Han in the north, with the invasion of the Xiongnu people, made people's hearts restless, and a large number of civilians fled with their families. On the official roads, groups of common people were seen fleeing from north to south.

  With a tinge of sorrow for leaving their homeland on their faces, and with some uncertainty about the future.

  Robberies occur from time to time, and the strong and powerful ones rush forward in the crowd, becoming more and more lawless.

  This is a dark day that has lost moral restraint and legal sanctions.

  Human nature at this moment exposed its ugliest side.

  There are three roads from Beijing to the northern camp, and this is one of them, which is the most remote and has the worst road conditions.

  Nowadays, there are many people on the road, and a large number of ordinary people have chosen this small path in order to avoid the cruel and ruthless Huns.

  A group of people, more than thirty in number, were going upstream at this moment. They hurriedly rushed northward, and their presence was extremely conspicuous among the crowd.

  They were all physically imposing, with high bulging saddlebags on their horses. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that they had hidden weapons inside. Wherever they passed by, people would cast sidelong glances at them, but no one dared to provoke them.

  "Your Highness, this won't do, if we can't conceal our tracks, I'm afraid..."

  A young man whispered in the ear of a youth wearing brocade and padded clothes.

  They were Liu Zhengqi and his entourage who took advantage of the chaos to escape from the capital to the northern camp. The one who just spoke was his personal bodyguard leader, Liu Hualiang.

  Although Fang Lingde looked unwell and was in a terrible mood, he also forced himself to respond: "That's right, the Xiongnu people will appear at any time, we must disperse."

  Liu Zhengqi nodded slowly and looked at his chief advisor Zhang Zihua.

  Zhang Zihua's eyebrows were deeply furrowed, his face was gloomy, and he seemed to be thinking about something, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

  After a moment, Zhang Zihua finally spoke up: "From now on to the Northern Frontier Great Camp, General Fang and Commander Liu must accompany Your Highness along the way, they cannot be separated."

  Liu Zhengqi thought for a moment and suddenly understood the reason. In the northern camp, there were three military forces: the red ocean of 100,000 troops from the Fang family, as well as the 100,000 elite soldiers who came to reinforce the Huanglong Army and the Canglang Army.

  Liu Zhengzhong, the commander-in-chief of the Huanglong Army, was the orthodox leader. As long as he took the lead, he guaranteed that with one call, a hundred would respond, and he could firmly grasp the 50,000 troops of the Huanglong Army in his hands.

  As for the Wolf Regiment, Cheng Yinghao has been in power for over a decade, and heaven knows if he had arranged any backup plans. Although Li Bohu's performance was tragic, Liu Zhengqi still didn't dare to risk his own life and future by relying solely on this troop.

  Among the 200,000 elite troops of the Great Han, the strongest fighting force is undoubtedly the Red Ocean led by Fang Lingchen. Now that Fang Lingtian has followed him to the death, if you want to get along with Fang Lingchen, you can only hope for his brother Fang Lingde.

  After all, this old general has not returned to Beijing for more than ten years. Even Liu Zhengqi did not dare say that in such a situation, he would have any other intentions.

  Fortunately, Fang Lingde's loyalty is only known to heaven, and with him here, there is an extra layer of security.

  "So, in your opinion, what should be done?" Liu Zhengqi asked quietly, nodding his head.

  Just as Zhang Zihua was about to speak, he suddenly heard a hurried horseshoe sound coming from the front. He raised his head and looked up, and a rider came quickly. He immediately recognized that this was one of the scouts he had sent out.

  Zhang Zihua's gaze was fixed on the Han man's face, and he saw that although he was panting heavily, his face was full of excitement, and only then did he put his mind at ease.

  "What's wrong?" Liu Hualiang, as the leader of the guards, naturally wouldn't be unfamiliar with these men, who were his subordinates, and asked hastily.

  "Report to the general, there is a small village one mile ahead, half of the villagers have already fled, and there are still several households inside, where we can take a short rest."

  Liu Hualiang nodded and turned his head towards Liu Zhengqi.

  Liu Zhengqi hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Alright, let's have everyone take a rest. We've been rushing all day, the Xiongnu won't catch up with us that quickly."

  Liu Zhengzhong looked at Liu Junshu, who was riding the same horse as him. Due to excessive blood loss, he had woken up but was still weak all over and could only lean on his uncle for support.

  "Not bad, after running for a day, everyone should be tired. If we don't rest well, I'm afraid the Xiongnu people will come and we won't have the energy to fight back. Moreover...” Liu Zhengzhong paused for a moment, looked at the eyes of the crowd, most of which showed approval, and continued: "Moreover, the Xiongnu people may not even know that the Crown Prince has escaped from the capital, let alone guess that we are taking this road."

  Everyone responded in unison, except for Zhang Zihua's lips, which opened slightly, showing a hesitant expression, but ultimately did not speak out against it.

  A group of people arrived in the village, under Liu Hualiang's command, several guards dispersed in all directions, while the rest of the people quickly drank cold water and hastily swallowed dry rations. Even Liu Zhengqi was frowning, silently eating it down.

  Suddenly, a neighing sound came from outside the door, followed by several loud shouts.

  Fang Lingde leaned in close and listened carefully, his face changing greatly as he whispered: "This is bad, it's a Xiongnu patrol cavalry."

  When he was young, he fought against the Xiongnu in the northern border for many years and naturally could understand their conversation. At this time, as soon as he heard it, he immediately recognized the other's identity, his heart skipped a beat, wondering if their whereabouts had already fallen into the eyes of the other side, arousing their suspicion.

  "So soon?" Liu Zhengzhong exclaimed, they had left the capital and rushed all the way without stopping. If they were also caught up by the Xiongnu people, it would be somewhat inconceivable.

  "It's not a unit from the capital, it's a reinforcement army." Zhang Zihua said calmly.

  It wasn't until then that everyone realized and couldn't help but secretly lament, their luck was really not ordinary bad.

  Their eyes converged on Zhang Zihua, only to see that this already crippled strategist had a fierce killing intent in his eyes. He raised his head and said to Leng De, "Few people, kill them with deception."

  Fang Lingde nodded heavily and quickly stood up. As he moved, Liu Zhengzhong, Gao Chengwei, and Liu Hualiang followed closely behind. With these few masters leading the charge, wanting to ambush a few Xiongnu people should be an easy task.

  But for some reason, Zhang Zihua's heart couldn't calm down.

  On the official road in the west, a group of more than 30 people came galloping on horseback. They arrived at a small town and found the largest inn. The leader dismounted his horse and threw down a silver ingot, shouting loudly: "We're staying here! We have a patient with us, quickly go find a doctor!"

  The owner of that inn has been in this line for decades and has seen people come and go.

  Look at this group of people, their bodies are stained with blood, although it has long been dry and solidified, but it is even more shocking.

  He took a cold breath and didn't dare to slack off, immediately instructing the servant boy to carefully attend to him, while also sending someone to invite the best doctor in town.

  Xu Haifeng carried Li Guanying into the guest room, and after a flurry of activity, they settled down. After a moment, the doctor arrived, took one look at Li Guanying's wound, and immediately turned pale. Of course he could tell that this was an injury caused by a poison arrow, and he also saw the looks on Xu Haifeng and the others' faces.

  They were extremely suspicious and fearful of their origins, hastily opened the medicine, didn't even dare to collect the diagnosis fee, and immediately fled in a hurry.

  The two brothers looked at each other and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  The elite troops of the Xiongnu were not easy to deal with, although they relied on Jibe's divine arrows to suddenly disrupt the enemy formation and successfully break through the interception of thousands of soldiers and horses, but they also lost nearly half of their blood wine warriors.

  This time, the Blood Wine Warriors brought by Xu Haifeng were all elite among the elites. Everyone had a skill level of second-rate or higher, and they had lost three to four tenths of their number, which made him sigh for a long time.

  After the doctor left, they fetched herbs, decocted a medicinal broth and fed it to Li Guanying and Fangxiang Ming. Only then did Xu Haifeng breathe a sigh of relief.

  "Big brother, fortunately our leather armor is still quite sturdy, otherwise... hehe..." Xǔ Hǎifēng said with a smile, pointing at the two big holes on the leather armor.

  Although Fang Meng was also shot with three arrows, he wore a bespoke leather armor ordered by Jiang Kung-ming, which every high-ranking officer must wear. After the arrows penetrated the leather armor, their force had dissipated, causing only minor flesh wounds. With his physique and internal strength, he naturally wouldn't take it to heart.

  In comparison, Li Guanying wore iron armor but the protective area was too small and he ended up getting hurt even more severely. Without two months of recuperation, it's likely that his injuries won't heal.

  Thinking of the danger of yesterday's battle, Fang Rong still had a lingering fear in his heart. He sighed and said: "Second brother, you and I have been through life and death together, so I won't say much more. It's just a pity about those good brothers of our Fang family."

  As Dongfang Ming said, they were brothers who shared life and death, so it was only natural that they didn't need to put on a show.

  Xu Haifeng's movements paused slightly, although Fang Xiang was speaking unintentionally, but Xu Haifeng was listening intentionally.

  He had a twinge of guilt in his heart from the beginning, and at this time, he was inadvertently pointed out by Fang Xiangming, and he couldn't help but be speechless.

  Fang Xiangming, unaware of the changes in his heart, clenched his fists and said fiercely: "Xiongnu people, what a Xiongnu person! If I, Fang Xiangming, do not drive them out and kill them all, I am not worthy of the surname Fang."

  Xu Haifeng nodded slightly and asked: "Big brother, now that the capital has fallen, what are your plans for the future?"

  Although Fang Ming was burning with anger, he did not lose his composure. He thought for a moment and already had a plan in mind: "Li Zhi has said that two months later, they will be besieging the Northern Camp, at which time we must engage them in a battle to the death."

  "The Northern Great Camp..." Xu Haifeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

  "Not bad, there are ten thousand sons of our Fang family, they are all loyal and devoted Fang family soldiers, they will surely kill the Xiongnu people to comfort my father's spirit in heaven."

  He watched as the figure disappeared into the distance, his gaze shifting towards the direction of the capital. It was as if he wanted to see through the solid walls to that distant place. A hint of bitter sadness lingered at the corner of his mouth.

  "Father-in-law..." The faint voice was filled with endless sorrow.