Chapter 568: Unexpected Discovery

Mu Qiu felt that God was really blessing him.

At dawn, he heard the sound of horse hooves again. Looking back, he saw that behind him, dozens of Donghu cavalrymen were galloping towards him quickly. Although the distance was at least far, Mu Qiu once again felt the threat of death. He mounted his warhorse and fled forward desperately.

But it was obvious that these Donghu people had changed horses. After yesterday's escape, Mu Qiu and his warhorse were already very tired. Even after a night's rest, they only recovered a little strength. Fortunately, Mu Qiu had been leading the horse in the second half of the night, which allowed the horse to maintain a certain speed.

But if that was the case, Mu Qiu would definitely not be able to escape the opponent's pursuit. The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and the opponent was gradually closing the distance between the two sides. Mu Qiu even saw the bearded Donghu man who led the opponent. Yesterday, he killed two of his companions alone.

Just when Mu Qiu was somewhat desperate, the world suddenly became a little hazy. It was foggy. Hope burst out in Mu Qiu's heart. He didn't care about the horse at this time. He whipped the warhorse desperately and ran all the way.

The further he went forward, the thicker the fog became. Finally, he couldn't see anything in front of him. He could only see a few meters in front of him at most. Mu Qiu felt that his chance had come.

The sound of horse hooves was still ringing behind him. Obviously, the other party did not let him go because of this sudden fog. In fact, this kind of fog was commonplace for the Donghu people who had lived in this area for many years. They didn't think it was strange at all.

Mu Qiu made his own choice.

He turned over and slipped off the warhorse. The moment he fell off the horse, he whipped the warhorse with his wrist. The warhorse felt pain and rushed forward with a long neigh, while Mu Qiu rolled all the way to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Mu Qiu didn't move at all, and the sound of horse hooves was like thunder in his ears. In the thick fog, more than a dozen shadows passed by ten meters in front of them, but they didn't notice Mu Qiu at all. Their attention was completely focused on the sound of horse hooves still ringing in front of them.

Mu Qiu climbed up, ignoring the pain all over his body, and ran wildly in another direction.

Trees appeared in front of him, and the ground began to become steeper. The further he went, the denser the trees were, and the steeper the terrain became. Although he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly, Mu Qiu knew that he was walking up the mountain. He was not surprised but happy. There were trees where there were mountains. This was definitely a good thing for him at the moment. The mountains and trees provided him with a place to hide. If he was on the flat ground, the Donghu people would discover his trick. Looking back, he still couldn't escape the opponent's pursuit, but on the mountain, everything was different.

Mu Qiu used all his strength to climb up all the way. Only by climbing higher and hiding deeper could he escape this disaster.

In a battle yesterday, five brothers fell on his side. Nearly ten of the opponents died, and the result of two to one did not mean that the individual combat capability of his side was stronger than that of the opponent. On the contrary, the opponent was much stronger than his group. And they were able to achieve such results thanks to their excellent equipment. The three-shot crossbow caused great damage to the opponent.

Unfortunately, he was not a cavalryman. Whenever Mu Qiu thought of the cavalrymen in the camp showing off their super cool riding skills in front of the camp, the infantrymen would burst into amazement. If he could go back alive this time, he must practice riding skills and fighting on horseback. The result of fighting against the Donghu people and not being able to fight on horseback is that he will always have to follow the cavalry.

Mu Qiu was sore all over. Every time he took a step forward, he felt that he had to use all his strength. He estimated the time and recalled the road he had just walked in his mind. He felt that the mountain was almost dry here. There were only more than ten people on the other side. Even if they found his escape plan, they would not come to the mountain to search for him. This was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

He decided to stop and rest.

After walking a few steps forward, a tree as thick as a man's arms appeared in front of him. Looking up, he could see the dense branches. That was it. Mu Qiu used his last bit of strength, hugged the trunk, and climbed up all the way.

Before he used up his last bit of strength, he finally chose a satisfactory location. A branch as thick as a bowl stretched out horizontally for more than one meter and then split into two, growing a fork shape. Mu Qiu fixed himself on this fork with a belt. Above and below his head were dense branches and leaves, which could block people's sight below and protect him from wind and rain above.

The fog on the mountain was thicker, but the thick fog was his best weapon at this time. Mu Qiu knew that he should be safe in a short time.

His heart was relieved, and pain and fatigue came together. After holding on for a while, he finally couldn't resist it anymore. He leaned his head on the branch and fell asleep.

Mu Qiu was awakened by the sound of birds singing. Being in the mountains, the singing of various birds echoed in his ears, forming a beautiful piece of music. The moment Mu Qiu opened his eyes, he saw a bright light. At some point, the fog had dissipated, and the warm sunlight shone down. Some beams penetrated the branches and leaves above his head and shone on him. The clothes wet by the fog were very uncomfortable to wear, but with this sunlight, people felt warm from the inside out.

Untying the belt that tied him, Mu Qiu stood up from his shelter. Instead of going down rashly, he climbed higher and poked his head out of the tree canopy. He finally saw the whole picture of the mountain.

Mu Qiu felt that he had climbed for a long time before, but in fact, the whole mountain was only a few hundred meters high. He was now slightly above the halfway point of the mountain. Looking horizontally, the mountain stretched far away. Looking at the vague shadows in the distance, they were probably more than ten miles long.

He turned his eyes to the foot of the mountain, but his pupils shrank slightly. His reddish-brown warhorse was being led by a Donghu man. They were not far from the foot of the mountain. A dozen people were pointing at the mountain. Obviously, they knew that he had climbed the mountain, but the mountain was too big. Mu Qiu was not worried that they could catch him. If they dared to search separately, he might be able to avenge his comrades.

He stared at the enemy at the foot of the mountain. Obviously, he understood the truth, and the enemy also understood it. They had no intention of climbing the mountain. Instead, they sat down on the spot, built a fire, and started to grill food.

Are they waiting for him to go down? Mu Qiu sneered. It was really stupid.

However, seeing the other party's actions, Mu Qiu's stomach also growled. All the food was on the horse. When he decided to give up the warhorse, he only brought his weapons and the maps he had drawn in the past few days. These were the results of his sacrificed comrades and himself. He wanted to protect him even if he died. He reached into his arms and touched the iron pipe that had been warmed by his body. Inside, there was the map he had drawn.

Holding the big tree, he slipped down and continued to walk up the mountain. If the bastards at the bottom of the mountain did not retreat, he would not be able to leave here. He was not worried that the enemy would invite the major shareholder Hu people to search the mountain. In a mountain like this, even if thousands of people were thrown in, they might not be able to find him. Since he could not go down the mountain, he simply went up again.

The higher he went, the louder his stomach growled. Mu Qiu couldn't help but sigh. The birds in the forest were singing happily, but he could only watch, and he could not see any small animals. At this time, it was impossible to find fruit. Or he could dig some grass roots to fill his stomach. Being in the mountains, Mu Qiu was not afraid of starving to death, but if he could find meat, it would be good for restoring his strength.

There was a rustling sound from the grass. Mu Qiu was overjoyed and rushed forward a few steps. As expected, a snake as thick as a teacup appeared in his eyes. When he was discovered, the snake coiled up, raised its head high, and spit out its tongue to threaten. Mu Qiu turned his wrist and a short knife appeared in his hand. The snake looked very ferocious, but in Mu Qiu's eyes, it was just a good food.

He took a step forward and the snake in his left hand flashed in front of him. The snake suddenly popped out, opened its mouth very wide, and bit towards Mu Qiu's left hand. The left hand disappeared instantly, and the short knife in his right hand swept past, and the snake head immediately flew up and fell into the grass far away. He grabbed the headless snake body, cut it with a short knife, dug out the snake gall, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it whole. The snake gall had a clear function. For them, this was a rare good thing.

While climbing up, he tore the snake meat into strips and fed it to his mouth. Although it was not delicious when eaten raw, the snake meat was still quite fresh. After getting used to the smell of raw meat, he could taste the sweetness when chewing it.

Since he couldn't get away for a while, Mu Qiu calmed down and climbed up slowly, but the total height was only a few hundred meters. No matter how leisurely he was, it didn't take long for him to climb to the top of the mountain. Along the way, he also picked a lot of herbs, and the wounds on his body had to be treated.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Mu Qiu finally saw the other side of the mountain, but this sight made him completely stunned. On the other side of the mountain, he saw a piece of clearly defined fields extending from the foot of the mountain to a distance that he could not see. Every few meters, he could see some simple thatched houses. There were Donghu cavalrymen riding horses to patrol the roads in the fields, and those working in the fields were all wearing uniform clothes. Mu Qiu was very familiar with this kind of clothes. They were the clothes of the Yan army. In the battle of Jishi City, he fought with the Yan army for many days, and at least a dozen Yan soldiers died under his sword.

There were more than a dozen Yan soldiers in each field. Mu Qiu only took a look at the nearby area and found that there were hundreds of Yan soldiers working in the fields just where he could see.

He suddenly understood who these Yan soldiers were. They were all Yan soldiers captured in the last war against Donghu. Unexpectedly, he found them here. (To be continued...)