"Strange, what happened today, so many riders..." Yang Bo's face changed before he finished speaking. He suddenly remembered the lonely rider who broke through the below.

"Tie Niu, things are a little bad! Hurry, let's go..." Yang Bo ordered in a panic, and he was no longer in the mood to search the corpse carefully.

Fortunately, the two recovered a lot of strength and soon ran to the horses left by the military Han.

"Iron Niu, can you ride a horse?" Yang Bo asked.

"This..." Tie Niu touched his head. "I have only rode a cow a few times."

"That's fine, it's much better than me." Yang Bo didn't care, held Tie Niu half of his body and put it on the saddle, then pulled the horse off Tie Niu's pull.

"Go away!" Yang Bo shouted with the stinky body of the iron bull in his arms and yelling.

The two riders behind saw the abnormality. Yang Bo and his team's panicked actions obviously aroused their suspicion. After a few words, they pulled out their waist knife and rushed towards them with a lever.

The iron bull pulled the reins violently, and the horse neighed for a long sad voice, snatching the road, almost lifting Yang Bo behind him off the horse.

"Don't walk the main road, go to the mountainous areas!" Yang Bo did not forget to turn his head frequently to observe the pursuit of the soldiers.

The two military cavalry chased the horse very quickly. In just a short while, they pulled a hundred meters closer. Yang Bo, who was sitting behind, could almost see their faces clearly. Tie Niu grabbed the reins desperately, while Yang Bo kicked the horse's abdomen from time to time, and often kicked it a little further.

"Hurry, hurry! Go over there," Yang Bo said, pointing to the blurry shadows of the mountains in the distance.

The iron bull pulled the reins violently, and the mount went around half a circle and let go of his four hooves to run towards the rugged path. Fortunately, there were not many obstacles along the way, except for some thorns, and Yang Bo and the others were able to keep a certain distance from the pursuers behind him.

After running for a while, Yang Bo silently calculated his speed and the speed of the pursuers. He was sad to find that he would be caught up halfway. He walked too fast just now, and the dead army man didn't have time to take the knife, otherwise he could barely deal with it when he was caught...

Yang Bo is unimaginable now. The bad horse under his crotch had already run a lot of roads and was carrying the weight of two people. No matter how Yang Bo urged him, he would be caught up!

In desperation, Yang Bo picked up a feather arrow hanging in the quiver on the saddle and threw it out behind. The two soldiers were shocked by the accident. When they saw the arrow falling weakly on the side of the road, they couldn't help laughing, and even faster.

Seeing the two military men staring at their heads with malicious intentions, Yang Bo couldn't help but feel anxious. He picked up another feather arrow and inserted it hard on the horse's butt!

"What a thief, stop!" The military man chasing behind saw it clearly and couldn't help but drink it in a hurry. A bad horse in this world can be worth dozens of taels of silver. Unexpectedly, Yang Bo was so fierce. Even if he carved the head of this hungry man into a Tartar, it might not be worth the price of this horse.

"hiss……"

The horse was in pain, and then ran wildly after a long neighing sound, and soon threw the pursuers away.

But the good times didn't last long. After running for a while, the speed of the mount gradually slowed down. Yang Bo shook his finger with the feather arrow for a long time. This instantaneous acceleration behavior was undoubtedly a drinking poison to quench his thirst. However, he could not accept the situation where his head was hung on the horse by these bandits to take action. However, the cruel reality told him that this was probably what he would end up with.

"what do I do?"

Yang Bo looked at the numb refugees on the road, but they seemed to have seen what happened in broad daylight. These ordinary people worked hard day and night, but they never had enough food in the late Ming Dynasty, and they even sold their children and lived a hard life in the disaster year. Especially in recent years, the poor people ate all the bark and roots of the tree bark, and even reached the point of eating Guanyin soil and eating each other. The powerful people were still debauchery day and night, and were full all day long. Who would they ask for to go fairly?

Looking at the deathly Yan Luo who was chasing him closer and closer, Yang Bo's mind again had the faces of his relatives, and his kind mother...

Yang Bo was furious and slapped his forehead hard. "When is it now? Can you calm down? Don't come out to make trouble, okay..."

"That thief, let's leave the horse and spare you!" One of the military men pointed at Yang Bo from a distance and shouted.

When Yang Bo heard this, a cruel smile suddenly appeared on his face. He waved to the two angry military men, and inserted the feather arrows into the horse's butt. When he pulled them out, he splashed with countless blood beads!

As the military man cursed, Yang Bo once again distanced himself from the pursuers. However, the horse's physical strength had already reached its limit. Not long after running, the horse's legs suddenly paused, followed the horse's neighing, and his footsteps slowed down. No matter how the two urged, the horse would never take a step forward again.

"Damn it, didn't you just poke you twice?" Yang Bo jumped off the horse's back angrily, looked at the bloody arrow in his hand, and looked at the horse's big tears in his eyes. He sighed and threw the feather arrow to the ground

"Go away quickly, let's go into the mountain!" Yang Bo picked up a piece of earth and threw it hard on the horse's butt. The horse suddenly lost its restraint and was driven away by Yang Bo. He spread his hooves and ran wildly in the other direction.

Yang Bo didn't care about it, so he turned around and ran towards the foot of the mountain with the iron cow.

After a while, the sound of horse hooves sounded again. The two pursuers behind saw this scene from afar. The two leaned over and talked for a few words. One of them shook the reins and chased the horses in the direction of running, while the other chased towards Yang Bo and the others. It seemed that they were planning to not let go of the people or horses, and the situation was very critical...

Yang Bo ran wildly while panting, and did not forget to look back at the "Iron Niu, let's run separately and try to drill into the bushes!"

The road under his feet slowly began to steeper. Yang Bo tightened his feet to minimize the damage caused by the stones to the soles of his feet. He also had to try his best to control his body balance to avoid falling.

Similarly, although the military man kept urging the horses, piles of messy shrubs blocked the direction of the journey, and the horses slowed down.

Jun Han stopped helplessly, his eyes stayed on the backs of the two black shadows in front of him for a few seconds, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, the Jun Han suddenly turned around and left.

Yang Bo thought that it was enough for these military men to be idle. Although the heads of him and Tie Niu and the two young and strong men were worth a few dollars, there were still many refugees along the way, and they probably didn't want to be too troublesome.

"They must have never thought that the bad horse was actually a military horse. I wonder what they would do after they got this hot potato?" Yang Bo made a malicious speculation.

Seeing Jun Han turn and leave, Tie Niu fell to the ground and refused to get up. Yang Bo wanted to run for a while, but after losing the pressure, his body softened again and could only hide behind the bushes to continue checking the movements below.

Far away, the military man chasing the horse had returned. The escaped horse was tied behind the mount and tied up with cloth strips on the horse's butt. After the two met at the foot of the mountain, they pointed at Yang Bo for a while, then turned around and left.

"Oh, it's finally safe!" Yang Bo, who had been observing the situation, could no longer hold on when he saw this and lay down on the sky.

After a long rest, the two of them finally recovered.

"My grass... grass grass, everything is really not going well!" Yang Bo angrily scolded at the heavens, and stood up with the bare tree.

This mountain is not too high, but there are countless mountains behind it, most of which are still desolate and there is no trace of green or vitality. The biggest problem they face now is whether to go down the mountain and continue to walk the official road or change the way into the mountain?
Chapter completed!