After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

Chapter 255 A fatal journey!!!

"My Lord, Tong County is just ahead!"

Zhou Qian and five other people surrounded them from all directions and said to Han Ming and Yong Zeng who were grilling meat.

After hearing Zhou Qian's report, Yong Zeng immediately wiped his hands on his clothes, took out a map from his arms, found the current location and pointed it out to his master.

"This place is not far from Xijin Prefecture. Let's fill our stomachs quickly and then go to Jizhou City via the Beihe River!"

"There's the assassin's contact point there. We'll change clothes and leave Shimen Town for Jingzhou (Zunhua area)."

Han Ming scanned the map, nodded slightly, and had an idea.

"My Lord, if we follow this route, we will be off the beaten path and heading northeast of Xijin Prefecture. Jingzhou is less than a hundred miles away from the Great Wall, and we can leave within three days."

Zhou Qian was a little confused about Han Ming's intention. Why didn't he run south, but instead ran to the northeast? Isn't this going in the wrong direction?

"Who said I'm going outside the Great Wall?"

"Once we go outside the Great Wall, there will be very few people around, and we will have no chance of survival!"

Han Ming chuckled and handed the grilled meat to Zhou Qian and the others.

"Then why did you go to so much trouble, Lord? If you thought the Khitan would pursue us, shouldn't you have returned home quickly?"

Zhou Qian’s thoughts are normal, but Han is not a normal person.

In order to survive, he would rather work himself to death and run around like a dog than easily follow the path set by others.

"We definitely can't go south. Yelu Liang's 'Dragon Sikkim' is no pushover. He must have set up a trap for us to fall into."

"By then, with the Liao army in front of us and pursuers behind us, we will be skinned alive if we don't die."

In fact, Han Ming could not guarantee that the road to the south had been blocked by Yelu Liang, but he could not take the risk as long as there was a one in ten thousand chance.

After all, he and Yelu Hongji are now enemies, and the other party will definitely not let him go.

Han even suspected that Xiao Guanyin signed the letter of passage with the authorization of Yelu Hongji, with the purpose of letting the delegation leave Xijin Prefecture and stage an assassination on the way back home.

However, to be on the safe side, Han Ming chose to split his troops into two groups, and at the same time let He Zhengru and others take the secret passage used by the "Assassin" organization for many years, instead of the open road.

I left Xijin Prefecture in a grand manner, but I did not go south. Instead, I went straight out of the east gate and headed towards Tong County.

I guess Yelu Hongji and Yelu Liang were both confused at this time!

"In short, in order to escape the trap set by Yelu Hongji as much as possible, we must jump out first, and then we can lead the other party by the nose."

Han Ming didn't say much more. For Zhou Qian and others, explaining Han Ming's words to them was enough to satisfy them.

. . . . . .

On December 20th of the first year of Xianyong (the second year of Zhiping in the Song Dynasty), Han Ming and his party arrived in Tong County.

After a short rest, they quickly rushed to Pinggu area. They planned to cross the Beihe River from Pinggu, climb over Wuzhong Mountain, and enter Jizhou city.

After this process, Han estimated that the pursuers behind him should have been almost left behind. As for the remaining distance, he would have enough energy to turn around.

Before Han Ming could calm down, the first wave of killers arrived near Pinggu County and blocked them in a valley.

Because the terrain in Pinggu area is high in the northeast and low in the southwest, it is surrounded by mountains on the east, south and north sides, and there are ring-shaped shallow hills in front of the mountains.

Therefore, there are many naturally formed small valleys, which now provide a natural place for the "Dragon Sikkim" killers to surround and kill.

Han Ming drew his sword, stood back to back with the others, and looked around at the approaching enemy. He couldn't help but sneer, "Your movements are quite efficient. I'm afraid you have already arranged forces at the four gates before I even leave Xijin Mansion?"

Looking at the calm and indifferent Han, the killers in black clothes and masks were very angry.

Although they had received notice from above to ambush at the four gates of Xijin Prefecture,

But before they could come to their senses and surround them, Han and his men broke out of the tight net and headed towards Tong County.

Fortunately, there were spies from the "Long Xijin" stationed in Tong County, which is the eastern barrier under the jurisdiction of Xijin Prefecture, so they did not lose the person.

As a result, when they followed the trail to Tong County, Han and Zhou Qian and his group ran away again.

This time, the eight of them, each with two horses, ran day and night from Tong County to Pinggu in one breath. The killers behind them were hit by a wave of "exhaust gas" and didn't even see a horse's hoof.

Finally, there was no other choice but for Long Xijin to mobilize all the personnel east of Xijin Prefecture, trying to block the enemy in Pinggu area before they entered Wuzhong Mountain.

Facts have proved that 'Long Xijin' is not a useless person, it's just that Han is more capable than this group of people, so he can beat them repeatedly.

"Don't worry, you guys are in such a hurry, you can't even catch your breath now."

"It just so happens that I just finished my meal and have some leftovers."

"It's winter, and it's not easy for you brothers to endure the cold and starve. I'll give this to you!"

It would have been fine if Han Ming hadn't said this, but once he said it, everyone became even angrier!

"Fuck you! Brothers! Cut him down!"

A certain hot-tempered old man looked at the bones that had been eaten all over the floor and couldn't help but roar in anger!

"Fuck him! Fuck him!"

"How the hell can you still endure this! Charge forward--!"

"Han thief, you are not worthy of being a human being——!"

"..."

One stone can cause a thousand ripples. With the grumpy old man taking the lead, the whole scene changed in an instant, and the killers rushed up with knives in their hands.

"What a pity, these bones are the most delicious."

Han Ming shook his head slightly and sighed helplessly, then poked the long knife into the snow in a pretentious manner, as if cutting off something.

The next second, subtle "bang bang" sounds were heard all around the snow, and several large nets suddenly rushed up from under the snow, catching all the first batch of killers who rushed the fastest.

As Han Ming began to show off, the other seven people followed suit and plunged their long swords into the snow.

In an instant, all kinds of snow traps appeared before everyone's eyes. In just a few tens of seconds, this group of elite killers belonging to "Long Xijin" were caught in one fell swoop.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Yelu Liang has only a bunch of misfits like you under his command. No wonder 'Long Xijin' is getting worse with each generation. It's really pathetic!"

"Do you really think that I am staying here just to build a fire and roast some meat?"

"It's so stupid—!"

Han Ming pretended to sigh, then drew out his long sword and searched one by one. If he saw anyone still breathing, he would give them a finishing blow.

Seeing this, Zhou Qian and others immediately cleaned up the battlefield and eliminated all the dying assassins.

"My Lord, everything has been confirmed. They are all dead!"

Zhou Qian clasped his fists and bowed, his tone showing a hint of conviction.

"Leave a note next to them and write 'I was here'!"

Han Ming sneered twice with evil humor, then packed up simply and rode his horse with Yong Zeng, crossing the valley and heading towards the Beihe River.

"You don't need to follow me into Wuzhong Mountain. Move eastward according to the established plan and meet up directly in Jingzhou!"

Before Han Ming finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared into the vast hills.

Zhou Qian watched Han Ming leave and couldn't help but sigh: "The Marquis is indeed a rare talent. He is really a man who plans ten steps ahead, always anticipating the enemy's moves, and never fights a battle he is not sure of!"

"But this move of yours truly is quite heartbreaking! If Yelu Liang or the great Emperor saw this, wouldn't they be furious?"

Zhou Qian thought about it for a while with some amusement in his heart, then began to ask everyone to start writing, and then looked at his masterpiece and nodded repeatedly.

"How can we let the Marquis's reputation be tarnished? Come, add a few more words to the end—'Who knows that there is no enemy in the world!'"

Many years later, seeing Yelu, whose nose was crooked with anger, was anxious to kill Han, Han was speechless, helpless and helpless: I didn't dig up his ancestral graves or pry into his house, so is it necessary?

Zhou, who was promoted to lieutenant general under Han, had a face full of fear, horror and guilt. He wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and smiled awkwardly: He was probably drunk and acting crazy. These Khitans can't drink much and like to act like fools!

Mr. Han: That makes sense o(*￣︶￣*)o!

Yelu Moumou: Damn you※※※※!