The damn moon rose to the middle of the sky. Although it was the crescent moon on the fifth day of the lunar month, his damn moonlight still shone the ground brightly, and no one could hide in the open area, let alone I was surrounded by seven or eight hundred cavalry? I can be sure that the moon tonight's surname is Lu, and he is a relative with the fallen scholar! - Kang Maziyu, the highest chief of Miqing, is like Kang Mazi hated. The clear moon night brought great sleep to Kang Mazi's escape.

Difficulty and trouble. Under the moonlight, the last seven or eight hundred cavalry beside Kang Mazi was as eye-catching as the emperor's superstar. The shadow of this team could be clearly seen with the naked eye within a mile. Therefore, no matter how Kang Mazi's team charges and flees or finds ways to hide their traces, they can never get rid of the pursuit of the Fat Soldiers cavalry. The fat Soldiers in the brigade still chase behind Kang Mazi's butt, and the slogan of capturing Kang Mazi alive never stopped for a moment.

What's worse is the physical strength of the war horses. Unlike the fat cavalry with rich experience on the battlefield, the fat cavalry let the war horses rest and feed the feed if they have the opportunity. Even when marching, they have to take time to hold the fine horse materials in their hands to feed the horses as much as possible. Of course, the Miqing Army, who started with riding and shooting, knows this truth, but the problem is that they have lost all their supplies, and they go there to find fine horse materials to feed the war horses? This hidden danger was not easy to detect at the beginning, but as the war horses ran and charged for a long time, the hidden danger gradually became full of luck. [..com]

During the pursuit, the Qing cavalry was left alone because of exhaustion of the war horses, and was cut into pieces by the fat cavalry swarming up. The Qing cavalry's horses fell to the ground with exhaustion. The horses of the cavalry had no chance to get up. Either they were chased by the fat cavalry and stabbed to death by the fat cavalry. Or they were trampled to death by the horses of friendly troops. The sweat-blooded horses under Kang Mazi's crotch had trampled to death by the two fallen guards. The tragic neighing of the war horses and the howling of the Qing soldiers' tragic deaths came one after another. It was hard to bear to hear that the Qing cavalry was getting fewer and fewer Qing cavalry around Kang Mazi, but the fat cavalry was chasing closer and closer.

During the fourth update, a vague light belt suddenly appeared in front of Kang Mazi's team. Kang Mazi and Shiwei, whose experience on the battlefield was almost zero, continued to rush forward, but Zhuman grabbed Kang Mazi and shouted: "Master, you can't rush anymore. Is it a river in front or a big river? Be careful to fall into the river!"

Kang Mazi picked up the telescope and looked carefully. He found that as Zhuman said, there was indeed a river ahead, and the vague light belt was the moonlight and starlight reflected on the river surface. Kang Mazi quickly asked the team to stop. At the Shigu next to him, the official and the soldiers of Shanpu Camp shouted and asked, "What river is ahead? How wide and deep is it? Who knows where the upstream and downstream leads to it?"

The Qing army, including Zhou Peigong, were speechless. Zhuman said, "Master, if I remember correctly, I should be the Yaotou River in front, which is connected to Sheyang Lake in the south and the Yellow River in the north, which just blocked our road. Also, I still remember that there is a ferry crossing the Yellow River at the mouth of the north of the Yaotou River, but I can't remember the name of the ferry."

"General Zhu is illiterate. How can he record the terrain of this area so clearly?" Zhou Peigong, who guessed that Zhuman was the accomplice of Yue Le, asked in a question.

"These are all told by Prince Zhang. The slave is illiterate. But he is not afraid of remembering it, and he can pass it without expecting it." Zhuman replied honestly: "Prince Zhang has a habit. He must first study maps before the war. This time, when the slave and him arrived in Yangzhou, he also studied maps in the Huaiyang area. At that time, the slave was by his side and asked some of the names of the main rivers and lakes on the map, so remember."

Zhou Peigong was a little surprised, and then he realized that Prince Zhang was just a fool, but his luck was not enough. He could even meet such a talent even if he promoted him randomly. Kang Mazi shouted at Zhuman again: "Did you confirm there is a ferry in the north? Did you remember it wrong?"

Zhuman recalled a little, nodded quickly and replied firmly: "I dare to use my head to guarantee it. On Prince Zhang's map, there is indeed a ferry in the north of the Kyoto Hebei River, but I don't know the name."

"Everything goes north, go to the ferry!" Kang Mazi chose to believe Zhuman and ordered the whole army to go north along the Hebei River and to find a way to cross the river.

Kang Mazi's team, which had only less than four hundred people left, moved again and went north along the Yaotou River to find the unknown ferry. However, it was said that it was full speed, but at most it could only catch up with the usual trot. The Qing cavalry could no longer run, no matter how whip the horses were wielding their whips and clamping their horses. Fortunately, the Fatty Army's pursuers seemed to have lost their target and did not chase them quickly. The shouts and neighing of the horses gradually faded away.

Kang Mazi's secret joy did not last long. After walking less than three miles, a team of fat cavalrymen with torches suddenly came to the north. When Kang Mazi wanted to hide his body, it was too late. The fat soldiers cheered, "Emperor Mangou! Emperor Mangou is here! Sure enough, I want to escape to the Sujiazui Ferry! Brothers, kill!"

"Catch Kang Mazi alive!" The slogans like thunder came again. Kang Mazi, who was frightened, quickly turned his horse and led his team to escape south. However, he did not escape far. There were countless torches appearing in the south. Another team of fat cavalry came towards him. It was obvious that the cunning fat man army predicted that Kang Mazi would not dare to let the horse cross the river, but would only escape to the northern ferry of Yaotou River. So he asked for troops to divide into two groups and attacked north and south along the banks of Yaotou River, which indeed blocked Kang Mazi from front to back.

There were chasing soldiers in front of him, and they fled to the west and fell into the trap. Kang Mazi couldn't even cry. Even the slogan of heaven was dead, but Zhuman's war horse shouted: "Master, cross the river and escape, and flowed across the Yaotou River!"

"I can't do anything to water!" Kang Mazi started crying.

"I can take people to travel!" Zhuman replied even more simply, pulling Kang Mazi's war horse and walking into the river. All the other Qing guards followed, and the fat cavalry came shouting and came to fight on both sides.

The river water of the Yaotou River was much deeper than Kang Mazi's team imagined. The river water was rushing and before it could reach one-third, the river water had already flooded the neck of the war horse. The war horse neighed and refused to move forward. Many Qing soldiers fell into the deep water, screaming and crying and being swept away by the anxious river water. The same was true for Kang Mazi's war horse. When it was flooded, the war horse said that it would not move forward, but just raised its head and neighed. At the same time, the fat cavalry had already chased the shore, and arrows were sent to shoot the Qing army in the river. The Qing soldiers screamed and countless dead.

"Master. I have offended you!" Zhuman, who had always been guarding Kang Mazi, shouted loudly, pulled Kang Mazi off his war horse, carried it on his back, and shouted at the Qing soldiers around him: "If you can swim, swim over. If you can't, please turn around and fight to the death. Be loyal to your master!"

After that, Zhuman swam to the other side with Kang Mazi on his back. Kang Mazi couldn't water. He hugged Zhuman's xiongbo and peed in fear. Fortunately, Zhuman's water was very good, and he was still fast in carrying Kang Mazi. In a blink of an eye, he had already reached the center of the Yaotou River. The Qing soldiers behind him swam across the river. Those who couldn't water turned around and fought to stop the fat army's pursuit, but there were also many Qing soldiers who didn't know how to water but refused to bury Kang Mazi with him and continued to force the river, and were swept away countless times by the river. The screams and crying for help came back, which was so miserable that they could not describe it.

After finally swimming across the Yaotou River, Kang Mazi's team was less than 30, most of them were injured, and there was only Zhou Peigong, a civil servant. Zhou Peigong, who was born and raised in Jingmen, was naturally proficient in water. Sulun and Lang Qin and Kang Mazi's confidant guards also followed. Seeing that the river water stopped the pursuers, Kang Mazi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Zhuman raised him back. He said, "Master, there must be someone in Wu Gou's team. He will definitely cross the river to chase him. We can't stay here for a long time. We must leave immediately."

"So Mazi nodded in a hurry and asked quickly, "Then where will we run?"

"It depends on your decision, my master." Zhuman said embarrassedly: "I remember that the east bank of Yaotou River is sparsely populated, with a large area and dense water network. You can go east to Funing or Yancheng, but to the north to the Yellow River." (At that time, there was no Jianhu County now)

"Master, I think I can't go to the Yellow River Ferry." Zhou Peigong quickly said, "We have no more war horses and can't run fast. Wu Gou will definitely block all the ferries in the lower reaches of the Yellow River. To the north, it will just throw itself into the trap. You can only go east. Funing and Yancheng are still in the hands of our Qing Dynasty. Go there to find a ship to get rid of Wu Gou's pursuit from the sea."

"Then go east." Kang Mazi, who was in a state of sacred spirit, nodded repeatedly and shouted in a crying voice: "Hurry up, Wu Gou is already swimming across the river, and it will be too late if he doesn't leave."

Zhuman did not say anything, and carried Kang Mazi on his back and ran eastward. Zhou Peigong, Sulun and others rolled and crawled, and disappeared into the darkness in a mess.

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At the same time, on the bank of the Yellow River, Tuhai, who had escaped alone, threw down the war horse that was already exhausted, and limped onto the Yellow River embankment with a crutch, panted and looked around to the river surface, looking around for boats that could cross the river.

The ability to escape from the fat man army's pursuit and escape to the south bank of the Yellow River in Andong area was entirely due to Tuhai's extremely rich experience in escaping. Knowing that the fat man army would definitely give priority to pursuing the defeated brigade, and following the large group of defeated soldiers was seeking death. So Tuhai changed into ordinary soldiers early, left the Qing army's ranks, and led a personal soldier to the uninhabited area. The fat man army brigade did not come to chase these two single Qing soldiers, and shot a few arrows from afar. Tuhai took the opportunity to escape to the northeast with his personal soldiers. He was extremely smart and did not choose to escape to the direction of Qinghe, which was destined to attract the fat man army to chase.

On the way, Tuhai's war horse was exhausted. His personal soldiers helped him on his war horse and rode together with Tuhai to escape. Tuhai knew that the two of them would definitely not be able to run fast, so they quietly pulled out the dagger in their sleeves, stabbed the loyal personal soldier to death with one knife, and rode his war horse to escape alone. Only then could they barely get rid of the fat army's pursuit and escape by chance. But the surging Yellow River blocked Tuhai's footsteps of escaping. So whether Tuhai could continue the miracle of the Qing army's most powerful force, that is, whether he could find a boat that could cross the river.

Hard work pays off. While searching around, Tuhai suddenly found a little light on the river not far downstream, and it seemed that there was a boat. Tuhai immediately shouted, "Help! Help! Boatman, okay! Save me!"

Tuhai's heart-wrenching screams and calls for help were heard far away in the night, and the light slowly approached. A very common small fishing boat on the Yellow River also appeared in front of Tuhai. There was only a fisherman wearing a hat on the boat, and he was still an old man with a hunchback. Tuhai was even more happy and quickly shouted in skillful Chinese: "Old man, please help me! I am the green camp soldier of the Qing army. Our team has been broken up and I am almost dead. Please save me and take me across the river. I will bring my grass and rings in the next life. I will definitely repay your life-saving kindness."

"Mr. Jun, are you the only one?" the old fisherman was a little scared and shouted from afar: "It doesn't matter if I save you, but my ship is too small. If you have too many people, I can't save you."

"I am the only one, I am the only one!" Tu Hai quickly answered, knelt down again and kowtowed repeatedly, and cried loudly, "Old man, please save me. I am a Han, not a man. My tui was still interrupted on the battlefield. Now I am a cripple and I can't even walk fast. Old man, you saved me. You are my reborn parents, and I can give you all the things on me. Old uncle, I beg you...!"

Tuhai's plea finally moved the old fisherman. The old fisherman sighed and coughed and said, "Okay, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level pagoda. Jun Ye, come on the boat." As he said that, the old fisherman really slowly came over, but Tuhai quietly pulled out the dagger in his sleeve and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The small fishing boat leaned on the shore. The old fisherman greeted, "June, come up."

Tuhai repeatedly thanked him. He limped onto the fishing boat with tears and snot, pretending to kowtow to the old fisherman. The dagger in his right hand suddenly stabbed the old fisherman's lower abdomen. Unexpectedly, the old fisherman suddenly raised his oar and hit Tuhai's head with a oar, knocking Tuhai's eyes dark and fainted.

When Tuhai was awakened by the cold water of the Yellow River, there were already a dozen young fishermen carrying lanterns around him, and their hands and feet were tied tightly. The old fisherman sat in front of Tuhai, playing with Tuhai's dagger in his hand. Tuhai was shocked and hurriedly cried wildly, "Uncle, please spare my life, I am not a human, I am a beast. I am afraid that you will not carry me across the river, so I want to scare you with a knife. I didn't want to kill you! Old man, I am not a human, I am a beast, I will repay my kindness! Please treat me as a fart - let it go!"

"Okay, Tuhai Tuzhongtang, stop acting." The old fisherman said in a shocking voice and asked with a smile: "Tuzhongtang, we have met, do you still remember?"

Tuhai was shocked by the old fisherman's identity. When he quickly looked up to see the old fisherman, Tuhai found that the old fisherman was indeed familiar with him, as if he had seen him there. Tuhai couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Who are you? How do you know my name and identity?"

"The Yuezhou gang general, Li Guodong, was dressed as an old fisherman." Li Guodong, the head coach of the fat army naval commander who changed to a long fisherman, smiled and said, "We met in Yuezhou City back then, but Lord Tu, you were in the middle hall at that time, so naturally you would not pay attention to me, a little gang general."

Tuhai was stunned and sank on the ground for a while. The shit and urine in Ku's crotch were flowing. Li Guodong stood up and kicked Tuhai in his head, kicking Tuhai out again, and sneered: "I pretended to be a fisherman. I originally wanted to catch the whale of the dog emperor, but I didn't expect to catch you. But well, you can barely be considered a big fish, and I, the old fisherman, didn't play it in vain."

"Take him down and be a good guard!" Li Guodong shouted at the fat navy soldiers dressed as ordinary fishermen on both sides: "Continue to pretend to be a fisherman to cast a net to catch fish. Who caught the dog emperor? I will be promoted to the deputy general of the navy!" The fat navy soldiers agreed together, and quickly dragged the Tuhai onto the turret and hid it in the reeds, then drove the small fishing boat to spread around and continued to fish for the big fish that had leaked the net on the land battlefield.

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The moon gradually sets, and when the sky is dawn, Fatty Lu personally led three thousand pursuers to the Yaotou River and arrived at the location where the Fatty Army finally discovered Kang Mazi's traces. Look at the open terrain on the east bank of the Yaotou River, the hilly forests scattered in the mountains, and the dejected fat man cavalry around him. Fatty Lu was also in a dilemma. The east bank of the Yaotou River to Funing, the triangle area of ​​Yancheng is sparsely populated, with a wide terrain, with many hills and forests, and a dense water network. Tracing the few Kang Mazi teams is almost the same as finding a needle in a haystack. Could it be that the chance of capturing Kang Mazi alive and capturing him to miss it?

"It's all incompetent generals. The moon so bright last night was so bright that Emperor Mangou ran away." Gao Hongchen, who was in charge of searching in this area, walked to Fatty Lu to admit his mistake and said dejectedly: "But please don't worry, General, the brother of General Mo has already taken a brigade of cavalry to the bank of the Yellow River. Emperor Mangou will definitely not be able to escape as long as he goes to the ferry on the edge of the Yellow River to cross the river."

"You can't blame you completely. After all, it's tracking at night, and there is a dense water net here. It's not suitable for cavalry marching. You are not responsible." Fatty Lu comforted Gao Hongchen for a few words, then turned to Xiao Erlang and ordered: "Erlang, send someone to send an order to Han Daren immediately, asking him to bring all the uninjured infantry on the west bank of the Kilntou River, give more dry food, and search for the Mangou Emperor with all his strength. Then send orders to Yao Qisheng and Wang Shaobo. Let them not rush to attack Qinghe, and organize the people to rescue the wounded soldiers first. Yao Yi, Wang Xu and the entire festival team will camp and rest. By the way, send some food and grass here to prepare for a long-term search."

Xiao Erlang agreed and quickly sent someone to pass the order. Fatty Lu turned to Gao Hongchen and ordered: "General Gao, your team must be tired after chasing you for a night. You must be here for two hours first, and then you will be in the search. The Mangou Emperor has no war horses. He will not run far in a while. He will also bring some dry food and distribute it to the soldiers who lost dry food."

Gao Hongchen agreed and said hatefully: "Fuck the fuck Emperor Mangou, the luck of dogs is simply evil. Last night, I discovered him several times, and shot him with arrows several times, but he didn't even hit him. Why did my archery skills get distorted at the critical moment?"

Gao Hongchen's words inadvertently reminded Fatty Lu. Fatty Lu quickly turned to the specially brought Prince Zhang Tai and asked, "General Zhang Tai, if you were the Mangou Emperor, you finally swam across Yaotou River last night, which direction would you run away?"

"Escape east." Prince Zhang, who has changed his name to Zhangtai, pointed at the front and said firmly: "I must escape east!"

"Are you crazy?" Gao Hongchen shouted, "The east is full of wilderness. It takes more than 100 or 200 miles to see people, without horses or food. Are you looking for death when you run east?"

"Because you will definitely block the Yellow River Ferry, I can only escape east." Prince Zhang replied honestly: "Although there are no war horses and no food, you can barely fill your stomach by hunting. As long as you go to a place with people, you will have a chance to survive."

"It's right." Fatty Lu snapped his fingers and shouted: "The whole army crossed the river and searched eastward."

"General, do you really believe in this Man..., General Zhang Tai?" Gao Hongchen asked in shock.

"Just as you said, Kang Mazi's luck is so good." Fatty Lu replied with a smile: "So the only way is to ask General Zhang as good as him to help us guide Mijin and use his luck to deal with his luck." After that, Fatty Lu did not allow Gao Hongchen to tell more about it, so he stepped on the floating bridge that the Fatty Army infantry had scrambled on the Yaotou River and chased towards the east.

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What Gao Hongchen and other fat men's army probably never dreamed of was that the highest chief of mite clearance they were searching for was actually not far from them, less than fifteen miles away - after being tired, walking in the sky all night, how far could it take for more than an hour? So at the same time, Kang Mazi's team was hiding in a forest thirteen miles east of the Yaotouhe Ferry.

Kang Mazi's team went to this woods in an incense stick. Although it was not far from crossing the river, Kang Mazi's team, which had not entered the water for a day and a night, could no longer walk. Zhuman, who had been running for more than ten miles on Kang Mazi, was panting and staggering, and could not hold on. So Kang Mazi had no choice but to issue an order to let the team hide in the woods, rest here for a while before escaping.

After finding a suitable hidden position, just as he sat down, most of the soldiers fell asleep. Kang Mazi leaned against a big stone and fought with his eyelids. Zhou Peigong, Sulun and Langqin were guarding him. Zhuman, the honest and loyal Zhuman only took a few breaths and quickly drilled into the depths of the dense forest with a bow and arrow. In a moment, he carried two pheasants. Sulun and Langqin and other guards were very happy, cheering for meat to eat, and quickly went to find hay and took the flint fire knife to prepare to ignite the pheasant. Zhuman beat the fire knife and shouted with a blue face: "Are you crazy? Do you want to kill your master? Ignite here, the smoke will immediately burst into our position!"

"What should I do? You can't eat raw chicken, right?" Lang Qin asked with a sad face.

"Only eat raw." Zhuman nodded, picked up a pheasant, put his mouth on the wound and sucked blood. After sucking a few times, he threw the pheasant to Langqin, and then held the remaining pheasant in front of Kang Mazi, saying respectfully: "Master, please take advantage of the heat to suck blood, which will be very strong."

Looking at the pheasant in front of him that had not even had hair, Kang Mazi was unable to eat. Zhuman saw that Kang Mazi couldn't eat it, so he reached into his arms and mopped out two dry steamed buns. He said respectfully: "Master, just eat a little. When you arrive at a place where there are people, you will have hot and hot food."

"Why does General Zhuman still have steamed buns hidden?" Zhou Peigong looked at the steamed bun and swallowed his saliva.

"On the battlefield, no one knows how long it takes to fight, how long it takes to chase, how long it takes to hide, and hide two steamed buns on their body. At the critical moment, one steamed bun can save a life." Zhuman replied honestly.

Zhou Peigong nodded desperately, and almost fire spurted out from his eyes as he looked at the steamed bun. Kang Mazi said hypocritically: "General Zhuman, this is your treasured dry food, how can I..."

"Just eat raw meat. I've been afraid of rolling on the battlefield for many years, and I'm used to it." Zhuman replied respectfully.

"If I could return to Beijing alive, I would definitely not treat you General Zhuman." Kang Mazi, who was so hungry that he put on his back, finally stretched out his hand and couldn't wait to take the two steamed buns.

"I don't want to give me rewards, I just want my master to take Prince Zhang back to Beijing as soon as possible." Zhuman said sincerely: "Prince Zhang is in Cao's camp and is in Han. Once he is violent, he will be..."

"Ah! Snake! Snake!" A Qing soldier screamed, "I was bitten by a snake!"

Kang Mazi and others were all shocked. When they turned their heads to look, they saw that there was indeed a snake on the Qing soldier. The snake's teeth were still biting his tui until they were tightly placed. Zhuman pounced on him. He pinched the snake's seven inches and pulled out the snake's mouth. He looked at it with only one look. Zhuman screamed: "Oh no, it's the ground snake (the short-tailed viper), which is poisonous!"

As he said that, Zhuman put the snake's head on the stone and stepped on the snake's head with one foot. While grabbing the Qing soldier bitten by the snake, he opened his mouth to take poison and blood for him. He shouted: "Take out the gunpowder and surround us. There are sulfur in the gunpowder, which can drive away snakes! In the morning, there are snakes out of their nests, and there are many snakes in the woods!"

Kang Mazi's guard did not dare to neglect, so he quickly took out the gunpowder used to sprinkle them around him. Kang Mazi also sprinkled a large pool of gunpowder under his feet, and then he could barely settle down. Zhuman had already sucked the Qing soldier who was bitten by a snake, tore off his clothes and tied it around his little tui, and told him to untie the blood circulation every once in a while, and then began to check for the snake's injuries. After a few glances, Zhuman's face changed a little, patted the injured soldier's shoulder and said in pain: "Brother, I have tried my best. You are poisoned a little deep. Unless you apply medicine as soon as possible,... at least you can't save it."

The Qing soldiers cried, and the Qing soldiers and Shiwei next to them were all silent, knowing that such injuries would be equivalent to losing their lives in this wilderness. Zhumanze turned to Kang Mazi again and begged: "Master, let him go, let him surrender to Wu Gou Army, and ask Wu Gou Army to apply medicine to him."

Kang Mazi's mung bean eyes were circling, and she refused to answer. She quietly gave Sulun next to her. Sulun understood and suddenly pointed at the injured guard beside the injured Qing army soldier. The imperial guard did not say anything and knocked the injured soldier to death with a wave of his sword. The blood was sprinkled all over the beads. Zhuman was furious and did not dare to attack. He could only say to Kang Mazi with tears in his eyes: "Master, he still has the help. As long as he can apply medicine in time, he can still survive!"

"If he surrendered to Wu Gou, his master's whereabouts would be violently explained.

Zhuman lowered his head and quietly glanced at the Qing soldier who died with his eyes. This Qing soldier was also the soldier brought out of Zhuman from the Labu team. Kang Mazi shouted: "Guaerjia Zhuman obeyed the order, I will grant you the title of General of the Protector, First-class Earl, and the Chief of the Yellow Banner!"

Zhuman was silent, and after a while, he knelt down and kowtowed, "I thanked the Lord for your kindness."

After resting for more than half an hour, Kang Mazi's team re-dragged. Sulun, Langqin and Zhuman took turns carrying Kang Mazi on their backs, walking eastward in places with dense trees and grass. After walking for more than two miles, when they were almost at the edge of the woods, there were dense footsteps and horse hooves outside the woods. Kang Mazi and others were so scared that they were scattered and hid in the grass. Behind the trees and stones, they carefully poked their heads out to look. At a glance, Kang Mazi and others were even more frightened. At least two or three thousand fat infantry were marching outside the woods, heading straight east, and many people were also divided into the woods to search.

While waiting with fear, more than a dozen fat generals and soldiers suddenly stepped into the woods and walked straight towards Kang Mazi and others. When Kang Mazi and others were even more frightened, a familiar voice suddenly came, "Don't follow me, I'll leave after I'll pull it, don't look."

"Zhangtai?" Kang Mazi and Zhuman were stunned, and suddenly they heard that the sound was from Prince Zhangtai.

"General Zhang, how many times do you have to pull a lot a day? What time do you want to come to the big one along the way?" The laughter of the fat soldier came.

"I've eaten my stomach badly. I ate the old braised kohlrabi this morning, and it seems to be a little problem." Prince Zhang's frustrated voice came.

"It's General Zhang, you've eaten too much? Like you, we eat old braised kohlrabi that the people of Huai'an rewarded, why don't we pick it?"

"Fuck! I only ate one pound of kohlrabi and eight steamed buns..."

Hearing the familiar voice of Prince Zhang, Zhumanji was trembling all over, and quickly turned to Kang Mazi next to him and whispered: "Master, this is a good opportunity to save Prince Zhang."

"No!" Kang Mazi decisively stopped him. "He has Wu Gou Bing around him. At this time, take him away. Wu Gou Bing will immediately find something wrong. He is not allowed to move or speak. Those who violate the order will be killed!"
To be continued...