Zhang He and others struggled to survive in the crack between the two forces.

Zhang He was not afraid of the people in the team, whether they were Wuhuan people or Ding Ling people. However, as the forces on both sides suffered some losses, the number of people chasing and rounding up Zhang He gradually increased, leaving Zhang He and others in a difficult situation.

It's getting more and more difficult.

Along with the whistling wind, Zhang He suddenly heard some low cries in his ears, and then there was a stretched-out song that seemed particularly long...

Xianbei people believe that only singing can send the souls of the dead back to heaven, so as long as conditions permit, they will sing a song similar to a requiem for the deceased after the death of a family member.

"Huh..." Zhang He turned his head and waved to a Xianbei man.

These are the few Xianbei people who know Chinese, and they should be among the nobility among Xianbei, because only the upper-class nobility of Xianbei can specialize in learning some Chinese culture.

As for the average Xianbei people who can’t even write, how can they understand foreign languages?

It's just that Zhang He didn't know what his name was, and he didn't care what he was called. He slightly raised his head and looked in the direction where the singing was coming from and gestured, "Didn't you make it through?"

"Yes..." The Xianbei leader lowered his head, "The injury is too big..."

Zhang He nodded, with no emotion on his face. It was not because the people who died were Xianbei people, but because Zhang He had seen so many life and death scenes on the battlefield that he was already numb.

"Next..." Zhang He asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"What to pick up?" asked the Xianbei leader.

Zhang He frowned slightly. As for the shortcomings of the Xianbei people in foreign language, he didn't want to waste any effort to continue explaining. He directly took out the short blade in his boots and drew it on the ground. "This is Youzhou, and Yuyang is here. We can probably

The location...here...understand?』

"Yuyang..." the Xianbei leader muttered, "Oh, what a famous watch..."

"Then from here to here, there are Wuhuan people..." Zhang He sighed and drew several crosses on the ground, "The Wuhuan people have blocked the road to the east... Now this road is unreachable.

...Then on this side are the Ding Ling people, occupying the pasture to the north..."

"The situation is roughly like this now," Zhang He finished the painting, and then looked at leader Ding Ling, "Do you understand?"

"It's a famous watch..." The Xianbei leader frowned and nodded.

Show your head.

Zhang He twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing. He just turned his gaze to the direction where he had just sung the soul song, "If you force yourself to break through, you might be able to get through... but it will be difficult... many people may die..."

For Zhang He alone, it is not a big problem to break through, because one person's target is small and the risk of exposure is also small. In addition, even if he is discovered, the other party will not send large troops to hunt down the person.

By the time he realized something was wrong, Zhang He must have already gone away.

But with the addition of these Xianbei people, it is different. This is a temporarily put together Xianbei tribe. Naturally, there are old and young, and there are also some women and children gathered along the way. With such a structure, it is undoubtedly for most people

Said it was tantamount to committing suicide.

"There is one more troublesome thing," Zhang He continued to draw two arrows, "People from both directions are coming this way... In a few days, this pasture will no longer be safe..."

"So now there are two roads and one road..." Zhang He raised his short blade and pointed to the west, "To the west... The Huns fled westward and disappeared without a trace, so I don't know what this road is like...

Whether it’s life or death... I can just give it a try..."

"There is another direction, northwest..." Zhang He sighed, "There shouldn't be any enemies on this road, but the only danger is... God... if we encounter a snowstorm halfway, we can be killed."

I swallowed it all in one breath... So, you have to think carefully about which one to choose..."

"So General Zhang, which one do you think is better?" the Xianbei leader asked.

Zhang He looked at the sky, "The weather seems to be getting colder and colder... Both of them are not good... But if you go into the depths of the desert, it all depends on God's face... And I hope to be able to

It's better to hold your destiny in your own hands..."

The Xianbei leader thought for a while, nodded and said: "Yes, that's it...so, to the west...then is General Zhang still willing to go with us?"

Zhang He still looked up at the sky, "Maybe... Zhang is also homeless now..."

"But..." Zhang He suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He frowned, pondered for a moment, and finally said, "If you think about it...there is actually another way, but...do you know why Xianbei was defeated?"

?It’s because you Xianbei are too big. The Han Dynasty has already defeated the Xiongnu once and doesn’t want to fight again... So in this desert, whoever becomes stronger will definitely become the opponent of the Han Dynasty... Now

Xianbei fell, and then the Wuhuan and Dingling people rose up... In other words... this may be an extra way..."

Maybe, you can give it a try?
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