Chapter 95 The water is too cold "Get out of the way, if you don't want to die, get out of the way.
My governor is Zhu Bayi."
Wu Liangmou took the opportunity to shout loudly, showing off his power.
The salt men who were confronting Mao Gui suddenly fell into chaos.
Especially those who were directly in front of Zhu Bayi turned around and dodged to both sides.
He was afraid that if he hid too slowly, he would be hit by a thunderbolt from the palm of his hand.
"The demon shall die."
Just as Zhu Bayi was about to rush over to join Mao Gui, a shout suddenly sounded in his ears.
A black-faced centurion wearing leather armor, with more than forty salt soldiers, gave up on his opponent and rushed towards him with long strides.
"Archers, stop the enemy."
Commander Xu Da was the first to notice that the situation was not good and issued the order first.
The hundred archers behind him immediately drew their bows and fired a row of arrows at the visitor.
However, both sides were running, and the arrows were fired too hastily.
Most of the more than ninety arrows flew without knowing where to go.
The remaining half of them only shot four or five salt cubs behind the black-faced centurion, failing to have any effect in blocking the enemy.
It was too late, but it was faster than that.
In just five or six breaths, the black-faced man had already rushed in front of Zhu Ba11.
The steel fork in his hand suddenly shot up and stabbed straight into his throat.
Zhu Bayi's pupils suddenly shrank, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
He dodged half a step sideways, and then swung the broad sword forward against the iron handle of the steel fork.
"Tsk la la" The sword blade rubbed out dazzling sparks on the iron handle of the steel fork, but it failed to cut off the opponent's fingers as expected.
The black-faced man's reaction was more agile than any opponent Zhu Ba11 had encountered before.
He just pushed the fork handle outwards to separate the sword blade, and then turned around, the three fork tips seemed to be three.
The poisonous snake stabbed Zhu Ba11's lower abdomen again.
"Dang" Zhu Bayi raised his broad sword to block it, and was pushed back again and again.
It was only because of his unyielding energy that he barely managed to avoid sitting down.
The opponent's strength was comparable to his, but he was obviously a skilled practitioner, and his moves were as smooth as water.
Missing the stab, the steel fork quickly withdrew, deflecting Wu Liangmou's red tassel spear from the side in a split second, and then stepped forward to stab Zhu Ba11 again, with the tip of the fork pointed at Zhu Ba11's chest.
Zhu Bayi and so on were all his own brothers.
There was no way to hide, so he could only raise his broad sword and take the blow forcefully.
His scalp felt numb as if it had been electrocuted, and the area between his eyes was so hot that it seemed like smoke was coming out.
The super strong adrenal secretion more than doubled his various senses.
Every movement of the opponent seems to be slowed down, but every movement is extremely smooth.
He blocked left, blocked right, picked up, and pressed down.
He relied on his intuition and survival instinct to hold on.
The opponent's steel fork was clinging to him like a poisonous snake, and at the same time he could spare his energy to deal with the flanking attacks from Wu Liangmou and Ivanov.
"Get rid of those salt cubes, get rid of those salt cubes.
Get rid of the salt cubes he brought first."
At the critical moment, Xu Da shouted again at the top of his voice.
Xu Hongsan and others, who were sweating profusely with anxiety but unable to intervene at all, woke up from a dream, crossed the battle group, shouted and rushed towards the following Yan Ding, like a hungry tiger attacking a rabbit.
Yanding, who only wore a piece of cloth armor to protect himself from stray arrows, was not as skilled as the black-faced centurion.
They were rushed by Xu Hongsan and others as a team, and fell to the ground screaming.
After hearing this, the black-faced man with the steel fork immediately gave up his pursuit of Zhu Bayi and turned around to save his own paoze.
"Where are we going?"
Xu Hongsan, the captain of the personal soldiers, was not willing to let go.
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The tip of his knife was aimed at the man's back and drew a shadow.
The dark-faced man suddenly turned around as if there were eyes on the back of his head.
With a "dang" sound, the steel knife in Xu Hongsan's hand flew out, and then he stabbed him in the lower abdomen.
"It's over."
Xu Hongsan had no time to dodge anymore and instinctively closed his eyes.
The expected pain did not come, but the other party's roar rang in his ears, "A sneak attack from behind is not a hero."
"In front of the two armies, who told you about sneak attacks and not sneak attacks?"
Chen De, the instructor of the spearmen, responded with a sneer.
He used a snake spear eight feet tall to catch all the steel forks that the strong man stabbed at him.
Looking at the black-faced man again, a piece of leather armor on his left shoulder was ripped off, and fresh red flesh and blood squeezed out from the wound, instantly turning half of his body red.
"Where are you going?
Look at the gun!"
Chen De shouted sharply and thrust the gun again.
He was a general of the Han army.
He asked his master to teach him martial arts since he was a child, and he immediately became proficient in all weapons.
However, against the black-faced man, he still couldn't gain the slightest advantage.
Seeing this, Wu Liangmou and Ivanov also rushed over with a spear each, surrounding the black-faced man and stabbing him randomly.
The three men stabbed each other more than a dozen times in the blink of an eye.
Except for the initial sneak attack by Chen De, they were unable to do anything to the black-faced man.
"Hong San, you stay here with twenty soldiers to help.
The others, follow me and join Governor Mao."
Zhu Ba11 wiped a cold sweat and ordered loudly.
In front of the two armies, he had no interest in watching Chen De, Ivanov and Wu Liangmou beat an enemy general.
Victory or defeat is not decided by individual bravery.
As long as the front army and the left army complete the rendezvous, the two thousand or so salt soldiers in front of them will be defeated.
No matter how skilled the black-faced man is, he can't save the defeat.
The black-faced strong man who was surrounded and killed by Chen De and others obviously realized this.
He kept roaring from his mouth, rushing left and right, trying to rush over and block Zhu Bayi again.
However, Chen De, Ivanov and Wu Liangmou were not willing to allow him to achieve his wish.
The three spears stabbed from three directions continuously, just to prevent him from retreating and breaking through.
"Lao Hu", another white-faced salt leader, heard the black-faced man's anxious roar and led his companions to come to the rescue.
He was also very agile, and he passed through three waves of resistance from Zuo's soldiers along the way.
The steel knife in his hand was also cut and curled, and it was as open as a saw, covered with flesh and blood.
"Damn it!"
Zhu Ba11 was furious and had to stop again and block this person head on.
The broad sword seized from the deputy commander of the Azov Army was raised high, and with the force of the forward thrust, it slashed at the head of the incoming person.
The pale-faced salt leader raised his saw to block it, and then quickly launched a counterattack.
Zhu Bashi turned aside to avoid his sweep, and slashed with his sword again.
With a "clang" sound, the saw in the man's hand was cut into two pieces.
"Ah" the visitor was slightly startled, and threw half of the saw towards Zhu Bayi's face.
Zhu Bayi raised his shield to block it, then stepped forward, raised his leg, and hit the man's chest hard.
With a "boom" sound, the man was knocked to the ground.
Then one kneels down and presses the opponent's chest with his knee.
The broad sword is habitually raised above the ear, and goes straight to the joint between the shoulder and the neck.
"Ah" the white-faced man who was suppressed let out a pitiful howl, and used all his strength to tilt his neck, letting the sword tip that came diagonally hit the ground.
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Even so, there was a big gash on his shoulder, and blood instantly spattered half a foot high.
"Geng Wu" Not far away, the black man surrounded by Chen De and three others also screamed sharply and suddenly raised the steel fork above his head and threw it towards Zhu Ba11's heart.
The soldiers quickly raised their shields, and with a "clang" sound, the steel forks flew out.
Looking at the dark-faced man again, Chen De struck him hard on the back of the heart with a spear shaft, staggered a few steps, and fell down.
"Surrender, I won't kill you."
Zhu Bayi didn't know what was happening behind him at all.
His sword failed to penetrate his opponent's shoulder.
The murderous intent in his eyes immediately disappeared.
He turned his broad sword sideways and pressed it against the white-faced man's shoulder.
Neck, shouting orders.
"Old Hu, Old Hu" the man just yelled like crazy, blood and tears flowing down from his eyes.
Zhu Bayi had no time to waste time on this man.
He raised his hand and struck the man in the face with his sword, knocking him unconscious.
Then he quickly stood up and led his brothers to charge towards Mao Gui again.
The shirtless Mao Gui was covered in blood at this moment, and he couldn't tell which ones belonged to him and which ones belonged to others.
He saw Zhu Ba11 getting closer and closer to him.
He violently kicked his opponent away, then raised his steel knife and shouted, "The Zuo Army is here, the Zuo Army is here to meet us.
Brothers, work harder, don't let Zhu take all the credit."
"Work harder, work harder, don't let Governor Zhu take all the credit."
The former soldiers who had gone crazy yelled, scrambling to be the first, and stabbing their opponents with their weapons.
I was afraid that if I moved too slowly, I would be laughed at by Zuo Junpao Ze who came to meet him.
"Block, block.
When we go back, everyone will be paid double wages."
A salt captain who led the team was unwilling to accept defeat and ran back and forth on his war horse.
When Xu Da, who was rushing over, saw this, he stopped, bent his bow and arrow, and shot the man through the temple with a "whoosh" sound.
"Liu Qianhu is dead" "Liu Qianhu is dead" The salt soldiers who were fighting face to face with Mao Gui and others were already at the end of their strength, but suddenly saw the tragic death of Qian Hu, the leader of the army, and they could no longer hold on.
They all lost their weapons and fled in all directions.
"Follow me and don't run away, you dog officer named Lu."
Mao Gui laughed loudly, raised his steel knife again, and ordered loudly.
"Chase, don't run away, you dog officer named Lu."
All the shirtless men caught up with their opponents from behind, slashing them to the ground one by one.
Then he stepped over the pool of blood with his feet, followed Mao Gui, and rushed towards the banner of coach Yanding.
Under the banner of Dazhen, Lu Lu once saw the defeated troops all over the mountains and plains, and felt very sad in his heart.
He raised his sword and placed it across his neck.
I exerted a slight force on my right hand, but felt the pain in my heart.
The more than ten years of studying hard in a cold window suddenly came to my heart.
"Quickly, leave the green mountains without worrying about having no firewood."
The genius Li Si shouted at Lu Luzeng, turned the horse's head, and took the lead in escaping for his life.
When Lu Zeng, who had already seen blood on his neck, heard this, his sword could no longer wipe it off.
He sighed and shouted to the servant holding the slide pole below him, "Hurry, follow Master Li's horse and run.
I, I have something else to say, and I want him to bring it to Prime Minister Tuotuo."
"Yes."
The servants who carried the sliding pole were very loyal.
Seeing that their master had lost his will to die, they immediately spread their legs and fled with the crowd.
However, their goal is too obvious.
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After only five or six hundred steps, Mao Gui, Peng Da and Wei Zixi each led a group of Red Scarf Army brothers to surround them from three directions.
"Dog officer, surrender and avoid death" "Guan Guan, where are you running away?"
"Dog officer, come down quickly and kowtow to me."
All the red scarf soldiers shouted loudly and ordered Lu Zeng to be captured without mercy.
How could the old Jinshi Lu Zeng be willing to surrender to these illiterate ant thieves?
He gritted his teeth, jumped down from the sliding pole, and rushed towards the Yellow River while crawling on the ground.
"Master" the servant who was carrying the slide was a little slow and didn't stop him.
He watched half of his body submerged into the river.
The old Jinshi Lu Zeng raised his hand to wipe the blood on his neck and continued walking quickly deeper into the river.
One step, two steps, three steps.
The cold river water flowed through his waist, so cold that he sucked in air-conditioning, "hiss, hiss, hiss".
He continued to walk a few steps forward, and the sound of his breathing suddenly stopped and turned into howling loudly, "Long live."
Master, if you are not an old minister and you are not willing to be loyal, the water is really too cold."
It's cold, it's really cold.
It's a hundred times colder than when I was studying alone on a snowy night.
The ice cellars in hell are nothing more than this, right?
The blades of the Red Turban Army are nothing more than this, right?
They are all dead, so why should they be washed away by the river after death?
The corpses are as frozen as dead fishes.
Suddenly, a wave hits him, and Lu Zeng is shaken.
He shook and almost fell down.
Stop crying quickly.
He turned his head, covered his face with his hands, and fled back to the shore as quickly as possible.
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