Liu Lan and Gongsun Fan made a detour back from the east, this road is the path they came to, where there is a shortcut, where can the Tibetans be familiar with it, but this time they don't have to go all the way around Langya Mountain like the last time, just march straight to Gu'an, but because they don't need to go around Langya Mountain, they dare not have a trace of carelessness when they march in a hurry, if they are discovered by moth thieves, their plan to sneak attack will be in vain.

More than 1,000 cavalry went all the way down, roaring and galloping, and the momentum was magnificent.

Whether it was the Youzhou Assault or the border army that came out of the grassland with Sima, they were no strangers to such a rapid march, but one person felt the thrill of a long-distance attack for the first time.

This kind of pleasure made Zhang Fei's black face almost turn into a red face, although he left the first time on the Great Wall of Guyan, but it was the first time for him to fight for cavalry, the initial huge roar of horses' hooves seemed to be about to shatter the ear drums, and the rumbling sound even became unclear, like an out-of-body soul, fluttering, and his mind was blank.

After running like this for a day, the body seemed to be slightly accustomed to such a march, but all the brain could think of, except for grasping the reins and clamping the horse's belly, was still blank. It was only today that a figure finally appeared around, and he was moving quickly in the crowd in the direction of Gu'an.