Bei Junfeng lay on the horse, holding the horse's belly tightly with his legs, holding the reins in one hand, and dug out some mashed herbs from the clay pot beside him with the other hand, and applied it to the wound on his abdomen.

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It's just that although he applied medicine, he couldn't stop the bleeding in his abdomen. Because the horseback was too bumpy, the medicine that was knocked out of the wound was quickly washed away by the blood.

If the killers behind him had been chasing after him, he would have died here, right? Bei Junfeng smiled bitterly and looked up in the direction of the capital.

Now he doesn't ask for anything else. He just wants to be closer to the person who sits in the highest position and who is in his heart before he dies.

Thinking of Situ Herong, Bei Junfeng couldn't help but smile a little. Unfortunately, there was a scar on his face from above his right ear to the corner of his mouth, which made his smile look not beautiful at all.

That said, it seems terrifying.

At this moment, the sound of horse hoofbeats came from behind again. Bei Junfeng's expression changed, and he knew that he was afraid that the pursuers were coming again.

After Situ Herong ascended the throne, he began to cut down the vassals, and vassal kings in various places rebelled. As the general of the Qi Dynasty, he offended countless people when he suppressed the rebellion. If there were no accidents, those who followed him should be the ones who rebelled in the first place.

The people of King Pingnan.

Bei Junfeng was about to raise his riding whip again, but the horse underneath him suddenly staggered, knelt on its front legs and neighed, and at the same time he was thrown off the horse's back.

I was afraid that I really wouldn't survive this time, but fortunately, this time while using myself as bait, he also found another team to go to the capital.

The Turkic army has moved south, and the food and grass given to the Northwest Army by the imperial court were stolen halfway. The Northwest Army is short of food and clothing. Now Daqi's northwest border is extremely fragile.

Even so, he only had to send people back to Beijing to ask for help. Unfortunately, some people in the court wanted to rebel against him, thinking that he had swallowed up the grain and wanted to occupy the land and become king. Situ Herong had no choice but to summon

He returned to Beijing to explain.

Thinking of those guys who only hurt others behind their backs, Bei Junfeng smiled bitterly, then took his big knife and stood up from the ground.

The few killers who were chasing him didn't say a word. After seeing Bei Junfeng, some people drew their bows and arrows, while others urged their horses to surround him tightly. Not only that, the horse that originally fell next to him was neighing.

Bei Junfeng's war horse also had its belly ripped open with a knife to ensure that Bei Junfeng could not escape with this divine horse again.

Bei Junfeng felt a pain in his chest when he saw the dead horse that had been with him for many years. However, the combat awareness he had cultivated through years of fighting allowed him to deflect the arrows aimed at him with the knife in his hand.

But now he was alone, and he couldn't block all the attacks. Not long after, he was hit by another arrow in the leg and was slashed on the shoulder.

His body was very painful, but no matter how painful it was, it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

Although these people had been chasing him before, there was no close combat between the two sides. He only guessed their origins from some of the words these people shouted at the beginning, but now...

The skills these people used to hunt him down were so familiar!

Did they think he would definitely die, so they stopped hiding it?

Bei Junfeng breathed heavily, feeling cold all over his body.

Once upon a time, Situ Herong found him and asked him to help train some soldiers who were dedicated to protecting the royal family. He tried his best and taught his martial arts to them... Now, these people are standing opposite him, demanding his life.

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Situ Herong wanted to kill him, why? Because he also felt that he was going to rebel? Bei Junfeng's face, which was already pale due to excessive blood loss, became even more ugly, and his eyes were lifeless.

He has been fighting for more than ten years, from his twenties to his thirties now. His appearance has been ruined, he has no children, and his injured legs and feet will ache in rainy days... Could this kind of life be for him?

Want it?

More than once, he wanted to hand over his military power and stay in the capital, even if he could only watch Situ Herong silently. It was Situ Herong who asked him to continue the war!

"General Bei!" A voice suddenly sounded. Situ Herong turned around and saw a middle-aged man in his forties with a fair face and beard, riding on a horse, running towards here in embarrassment.

Call to the people around you: "Go and save the general!"

There was a hint of joy on Bei Junfeng's face. That man was the most capable eunuch around Situ Herong. Now he was the chief steward of the Qi Dynasty Palace, Abao. If he came to save him, would that mean that his previous thoughts

, are they all just speculation? Situ Herong, in fact, did not give up on him?

Thinking of this, Bei Junfeng suddenly gained some strength.

It's just that even though he was like this, he was already at the end of his strength. The skills of the people brought by Abao were far inferior to those of the killers, and there was no way for them to escape.

"General Bei, come up quickly, let's run quickly!" Abao on horseback suddenly stretched out his hand towards Bei Junfeng: "General Bei, if we run, others can run!"

Bei Junfeng was stunned and finally climbed onto the horse. However, after he climbed up, he lost too much blood and could not even hold the reins tightly. It was A Bao who took out a rope and tied him to his body, so that he could sit firmly. But

Even so, after jolting on the horse for a while, he fainted.

When Bei Junfeng woke up again, Abao was hiding in a cave with him.

Abao followed Situ Herong and lived a good life. Over the years, he had become fat and white. Not to mention, he didn't know anything about surviving in the wild. Now he was sobbing while applying medicine on Bei Junfeng's body.

Bei Junfeng felt helpless when he heard Wu Sheng. He opened his mouth and asked a question: "Mr. Bao, did His Majesty ask you to come?"

"General Bei..." Abao's expression changed instantly. Seeing Bei Junfeng's expectant face, he subconsciously didn't want to tell the truth, but if he didn't... His Majesty's pursuers were coming! "Bei Junfeng

General, His Majesty sent people to kill you!"

Bei Junfeng was stunned, his face full of disbelief.

"General Bei, His Majesty has wanted your life for a long time. He wanted you to die on the battlefield, but... in fact, His Majesty didn't allocate the so-called food and grass before. He just let the empty car go.

, and then created the illusion that food and grass were robbed." Abao knelt on the ground: "General Bei, it was you who saved my life back then. I, Abao, have no father or mother, and no descendants. This life belongs to you! That's why I pretended to
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