LitRpg：My Supreme Hero Summoning System

The wind and snow at night became heavier, especially Jiang Kang still rode down the mountain, and the cold wind blew on his face like a knife.

Especially the exposed hand holding the iron gun deeply felt the malice from the winter in the snow mountain.

The horse snorted two white cigarettes from its nose and galloped all the way through the snow with the big man behind it.

Those people camped in the camp where Jiang Kang first stayed, at least for the time being. They lit the left things with torches and searched in the camp.

Jiang Kang pulled his horse on the nearest hillside, stopped and looked at the crowd below.

He tied his horse to the back of the high slope, so it was not easy to be exposed to each other's eyes, while he was lying on the snow and sticking out his head.

The other party is not stingy at all. He glows red and bright below, which makes Jiang Kang feel very happy.

"If only there were another telescope."

He put the gun beside him, stretched out his head to look, and began to think of it in his heart.

There are too few things in this world. As long as you get out of this snow, it's easy to get rich, be a rich man or anything else.

In the light of the fire, those people and horses were carrying weapons similar to Maces. Many hung them on the horses, and people jumped off their horses and began to search on the ground.

They searched very carefully. In addition to searching for the items left under the broken tent, they also kicked the snow with their weapons or boots.

Jiang Kang frowned, then his pupils widened suddenly and looked at the sky happily.

Thanks to the snow, otherwise the traces on the ground would expose the whereabouts of the group of people.

What these people grope for on the ground is the footprints left by their own group of people!

Who are they?

No matter who it is, the passivity found by others is not equal to the initiative jumped out by themselves.

"Is it the liucang tribe? No, the liucang people in memory advocate white and like to wear white clothes and live in white tents, but these people are covered with black... "

Jiang Kang's body was suddenly shocked and said in horror, "it's the people of manghuang department!"

Manghuang tribe is also one of the five tribes in the northern desert. There is great friction with liucang tribe because of faith and other problems. The two sides are currently in a state of hostility and have fought countless times in recent years.

It is also for this reason that Daqin chose to marry liucang tribe to catalyze the gap between the northern desert again.

They must have come to stop Zhaojun from leaving the fortress!

However, the best way to stop it is certainly not to send Zhaojun back to Daqin, but to rob him directly or kill him on the spot!

Jiang Kang's heart suddenly cooled down. How could the other side find this place so accurately?

The nearest tribe of manghuang tribe is also a hundred miles away from here. The news network can't spread so widely!

Qishan mountain was a no matter area for generations. In those days, it was the land of the great Qin Dynasty. Because it was too close to the west of the northern desert, it was harassed all year round, and the terrain was complex. The army could not be saved. The first emperor had no choice but to move the people inside, so it became the current situation.

This place is also a commercial road. The most ferocious is the endless mountain bandits and horse bandits nearby.

Even the liucang tribe didn't find the Zhaojun who left the fortress. How can the local manghuang tribe know?

There must be something strange!

"Is it a traitor?"

A flash of lightning flashed in Jiang Kang's mind. In front of him, Chen Bai, the centurion kneeling on the snow, could not help squeezing his fist.

"Damn it!"

A fist smashed the snow in front of him into a big pit. Jiang Kang slowly got up. He wanted to leave the place first, ride his horse around to the left and appear in front of the enemy, which could create an illusion for them: Wang Zhaojun returned to Daqin later.

Behind him is the place where Zhaojun and his family are hiding. If they continue to kill so simply and bluntly, they will certainly be found; On the left is the road back to Daqin. If you appear from there, you can mislead.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Kang slowly got up, but his eyes caught a familiar figure. The steel gun was immediately grasped by his hand.

Several more people came to the periphery of the camp, one of them was Centurion Chen Bai!

At this time, his hands were empty, and the helmet on his forehead was replaced with a black turban, but the armor was still very conspicuous in the crowd.

Before and after him were four horsemen from the reckless and wasteland tribes guarding him, driving him into the torches like driving cattle and sheep.

"No, this guy has been to that mountain. He will definitely give advice to people to search later!"

Jiang Kang quickly got on his horse and ran all the way in the direction they came. Then he pulled the horse's head and slapped it on the horse's ass. it turned into a dark shadow in the white world and rushed past like a whirlwind.

A shadow suddenly appeared on the snow. He shook the snow off his body, revealed his black clothes, took out a waist knife from his waist, and cut at Jiang Kang's horse leg as soon as he was low.

Jiang Kang roared out of the voice of overlord Chu like a thunder explosion. As soon as he stopped the scout, the steel gun stabbed him.

The ruthless gun directly stabbed his head, and the bright blood and broken bones were spread on the snow to open a cruel picture.

"Someone!"

Not far away, another scout got up. He was much more afraid of death. He didn't mean to resist at all. As soon as he turned his head, he ran towards the camp.

Jiang Kang saw the waist knife on the ground and picked it with his gun. The knife immediately turned upside down and flew up.

Reach out and grab it, throw it again, and the knife flies out.

Whoosh!

Passing like a meteor, the running scouts suddenly stopped, and a special machete made by their reckless and wasteland troops poked out of their chest.

The bloody flowers in the mouth were puff out like bubbles, and the eyes looked at the camp not far away from the front.

"Let your mouth grow!"

Jiang Kang scolded, swept the steel gun in his hand, swept the passer-by out, and fell directly seven or eight meters away.

Carrying a gun and riding a horse, Jiang Kang roared and rushed in.

"Enemy attack!"

The man in front immediately reacted and quickly turned over to the horse's back. Before he picked up his wolf tooth stick, a gun penetrated his sternum.

With a twist of the steel gun in his hand, he threw the body out and was hit again in front of him.

Jiang Kang held the tail of the gun, took a gun as a whip, and rushed out like a hamster.

"General, I have something important to report!"

A big man in some different clothes stood in front of Jiang Kang. He was holding a pure copper iron rod in his hand. Before they could hand it over, there was a loud cry behind him.

It was Chen Bai who drove the horse in a hurry!

The reckless general didn't have time to look back. He waved a stick and smashed it at Jiang Kang.

"Shut up!"

Jiang Kang roared and raised his steel gun in front of him. His strength was like the sky of Mount Tai and his hair was like the tide of the sea.

"Fearless charge!"