Chapter 970

"Damn it," Han Sui cursed, looking at the surrounding forks in the road: "What kind of place did this damn Beigong Boyu choose."

Having circled in Xiutu Marsh for nearly an hour, and having encountered several groups of Han troops on the way, Han Sui was extremely disheveled at this time.

His face and body were covered in dust.

The soldiers around him were only a few hundred left.

Yan Xing, who was just wearing white robes and silver armor and holding a silver spear, was now being carried on a warhorse behind Han Sui.

The armor on his shoulders had already shattered, and his flesh was bloody.

Just now, Han Sui, who was preparing to escape from Xiutu Marsh, encountered a group of Han troops with only a few hundred people.

The leading general was also a youth under twenty years old, not yet capped.

However, it was this youth who rode a white horse and used a long spear, who, in less than thirty rounds, knocked Yan Xing, who was usually arrogant and had never been defeated under his command, off his horse.

Han Sui had no choice but to lead his troops back into Xiutu Marsh again.

And along the way, the returning Han Sui encountered Duan Yu's subordinates several times.

Those troops seemed to have also lost their way in Xiutu Marsh.

After a few skirmishes, the soldiers behind Han Sui were only a few hundred left.

Just like that, they hadn't walked out of Xiutu Marsh yet.

The disheveled Han Sui kept cursing Beigong Boyu.

Bian Zhang on the side was just as disheveled.

After turning a corner, Han Sui saw a huge open space.

When he saw a layer of crossbow arrows and hundreds of bed crossbow arrows as thick as a baby's arm stuck in the open space, Han Sui couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The crossbow beds that had collapsed from the surrounding rocks fell to the ground, some shattered into pieces, and some seemed to have been neatly cut open by some sharp weapon.

The huge open space was filled with shattered corpses.

And in the very middle of the entire open space, there was a warhorse lying on the ground, fiery red all over.

"That is..."

"Duan Yu's warhorse!"

Han Sui exclaimed.

That warhorse, as red as fire, with dozens of crossbow arrows stuck in its corpse, was indeed Duan Yu's warhorse.

Han Sui, with wide eyes, looked around.

A very tragic battle must have just taken place here.

"Wenyue, you really guessed it right," Bian Zhang on the side said: "This Beigong Boyu really used these bed crossbows to set an ambush for Duan Yu here."

"Look at that horse, it's Duan Yu's Red Dragon Cloud-Treading Beast, right?"

Bian Zhang pointed to the Red Dragon Cloud-Treading Beast that had already died.

Han Sui nodded and said: "It is rumored that this warhorse is a dragon horse chosen from ten thousand, and it was a gift from the Southern Xiongnu Chanyu to Duan Yu."

"Since this horse is dead, then Duan Yu..."

A sharp light burst out in Han Sui's eyes.

And then he began to search for Duan Yu's figure everywhere.

But after searching around, he didn't see Duan Yu's corpse.

"No corpse of Duan Yu, could it be that it was taken away by that damn Beigong Boyu?" Han Sui scratched his head in confusion.

It was very possible.

If Beigong Boyu really ambushed Duan Yu here and killed Duan Yu, it was very possible that he took Duan Yu's corpse away.

But just as Han Sui was thinking.

Suddenly, a sound of coughing came from behind.

"Cough..."

A sound of light coughing rang out from behind Han Sui.

It gave Han Sui, who was deep in thought, a big fright.

Han Sui, instinctively thinking it was Duan Yu, turned around abruptly.

But he didn't see Duan Yu.

What he saw was Beigong Boyu, who was nailed to the shale fault, with Duan Yu's weapon still stuck in his body.

At this time, Beigong Boyu was nailed to the shale layer.

Duan Yu's Heavenly Dragon Halberd was stuck in his stomach. ===== CHAPTER 972 =====