Jiaohua

Chapter 586
There were no pursuers behind, but on the other side, a large wall of Gao Lei standing on the riverside appeared in the sky, even from such a long distance, its momentum could be seen.

That place is more frightening than the pursuers coming from behind.

"That's Guyan Town over there, isn't that the stronghold you mentioned," Ji Xiahe said, "Are we avoiding it now?"

"It doesn't count," Shen Lie said, "It counts only when you get out of Linning completely."

Under the city wall, soldiers and horses can be faintly seen coming and going. The distance is too far, and people are like ants.

"There are not many troops stationed there, less than [-]," Shen Lie continued, "Song Zhiyi's main force for the entire southwest front is still waiting for us in Songzhou."

Ji Xiahe felt apprehensive, nodded, and looked towards Siye again: "At least for now, we are safe, right?"

"There are people over there!" A soldier behind him suddenly shouted.

Shen Lie and Ji Xiahe lowered their eyes, and at the foot of the mountain road about a hundred feet away from them, a pair of grandparents and grandchildren were descending from the valley where Ji's family was hiding.

There is a creek ahead, and on the other side of the creek, another team of scouts seems to have seen them and is rushing towards them.

Ji Xiahe frowned, and said, "Go! Go and have a look!"

Both the grandpa and grandson carried bamboo baskets on their backs, and they looked like they were going to gather medicine. The old man was nearly 60 years old, and the younger one was less than ten years old.

After walking down the hill, the sound of horseshoes in the distance made them panic.

The old man immediately backed away with his grandson in his arms, looking at the person in horror.

Five tall soldiers, with shiny silver armor on their bodies, came galloping on horseback. The leader raised his spear in his hand and pointed at them: "Who are you!"

The old man was so frightened that his legs went limp, he hurriedly brought his grandson to kneel down, kowtowed and said, "We are collecting herbs, Mr. Jun, we just passed by to collect herbs!"

"See something up there?" said the soldier.

The old man turned pale and looked up at him: "We didn't see anything, we didn't see anything!"

Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, the old man begged: "Master Jun, spare our grandparents and grandchildren's lives. Our family is poor, so we only need to pick some worthless herbs in exchange for a few mouthfuls of food. I beg you to let us go."

The leading soldier's eyes were cold, and he turned his head to look at his companions. Suddenly, with a force on his wrist, the spear in his hand pierced the old man's chest.

One shot was not enough, so he stabbed again, and then the gun head turned to the old man's grandson.

Shen Lie turned from the hillside with Ji Xiahe, saw this scene from a distance away from the boss, Ji Xiahe shouted angrily: "Stop! What are you doing!!"

The soldier looked up and saw them, and ignored them. The spear in his hand aimed at the child who was less than ten years old and pierced it very quickly.

Ji Xiahe scolded angrily, and rushed over immediately, and Shen Lie and the others quickly followed.

When he rushed to the front, the old man who hadn't died yet stared fiercely at them with bloodshot eyes.

Ji Xiahe dismounted from his horse and helped the old man up. A few soldiers on the horse were unhappy, but they also got off the horse.

"Old man!" Ji Xiahe helped the old man up.

Shen Lie checked the old man's injuries, and then looked at the little boy beside him.

The damaged parts are all in the heart, dripping with blood, unable to recover.

Seeing that the armor on the person coming was the same as those of those people, the old man suddenly raised his hand, and poked Ji Xiahe's eyes with his last breath.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Shen Lie grabbed the old man's wrist, Ji Xiahe backed away in fright, and let go of him.

"Master Ji, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time," said the leading soldier, "You just shouted loudly, maybe you will attract all the people hiding in the mountains around you, and the trouble will be even bigger then."'

Ji Xiahe stood up excitedly, pointing at the old and the young on the ground: "Who taught you to disregard human lives like this, these are two real lives!!"

The soldier raised his head, without the slightest timidity, and looked straight at Ji Xiahe: "They are not dead. Once they say it, it will be our death. We are not just two lives, but also your parents and brothers, Young Master Ji."

"You are just trying to justify your evil deeds!" Ji Xiahe blushed with anger, "Whoever said that they can only be killed, there is clearly a better way! You villain!"

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time," the soldier said lightly, "I think Master Ji should go back first?"

Ji Xiahe was trembling with anger, couldn't take it anymore, he swung his fist and hit the soldier's face.

He has practiced riding and archery since he was a child, and he also learned Kung Fu with Shen Lie for half a year. His hands are very strong. After this punch, the soldier only felt pain in the bridge of the nose and sore eyes, and he stretched out his hand to cover his face.

Ji Xiahe was about to throw another punch, but was stopped by Shen Lie.

"Let's go back first." Shen Lie said.

Looking down at the two corpses on the ground, Ji Xiahe suddenly turned around and mounted his horse: "Zhiyan, let's go!"

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The scouts who went to the front to scout came back late, the road ahead was not safe, and there were constant movements of troops. When a group of people went to scout, they happened to meet the traces of a group of troops leaving.

This news made the men in charge of the Ji family's legs weak for a while.

At the beginning, I decided to run with a slap in the face, and I thought I was fully prepared. Now that I am really on the road, I understand how difficult this road is.

Seeing the doubtful expressions on the faces of the group of people, Deputy Lieutenant Lin couldn't help it at first: "Give me a letter, how to do it now, and when to leave? If you continue to procrastinate, you won't be able to leave!"

Ji Zhongchuan's palms were covered with cold sweat, and he looked at Ji Mingyou who was beside him, while Ji Mingyou's eyes were on his old father who had been ill for a long time.

Ji Wenhuai looked solemn, sitting beside the carriage, holding a cane in his hand.

After a long silence, he looked at the two young men outside the crowd.

Ji Xiahe had just been scolded for a while, and because of his priorities, he would settle the accounts of his actions against "his own people" later, and now Ji Xiahe stood outside with a pale face, with a look of resentment on his face.

Shen Lie stood beside him, didn't say much, and kept looking at the high wall of Guyan Town in the distance.

"Zhiyan." Ji Wenhuai said out loud.

Shen Lie turned to look at him.

"How and when do you think we should go?" Ji Wenhuai said.

"I don't make a decision." Shen Lie replied.

"Why?" Ji Wenhuai frowned, "In this situation, you can say whatever you want, you can just say a few words."

"Yes, nephew," Ji Zhongchuan also said, "Just say what you think of!"

Everyone looked at Shen Lie. Although Ji Xiahe was upset, he said softly, "Brother Shen, let's talk about it. I, after all, my surname is Ji..."

Shen Lie raised his eyebrows slightly, paused, and said to Ji Xia and Shen Sheng in the same soft voice: "They have wasted a day and a night, and now the best way to win is to take people away as quickly as possible. If you encounter a pass, you will rush, if you encounter mountains and rivers, you will detour, and you will rush for two days without a break, but do you think your father, brothers and grandfathers dare?"

(End of this chapter)