I only heard a cry of pain in the night sky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Beiwan didn't expect that he would be hit by an arrow in his buttocks, and the heart-rending pain in that moment made him almost fall down from his horse in pain, but he was barely able to sit down by Zhang Fei from the side.

Liu Bei, who was in pain, turned his head tremblingly, and a bloody arrow had been inserted into his buttocks.

"If such a bump can still shoot me, it must be another good thing that Li Guang did......"

Liu Bei was furious in his heart, but at this point, where to take care of the arrow wound on his cheek, he could only endure the severe pain and desperately beat the war horse and fled.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei on the left and right, both of them relied on their own strength to be at the top of the world, but they couldn't even protect their eldest brother, but let Liu Bei be injured by a cold arrow, and he was ashamed and annoyed in his heart, and he really wanted to turn back and fight to the death with Li Guang, who shot his eldest brother.

It's just that the situation is so critical, they have no anger, but they can only swallow it helplessly, and they support Liu Bei, who was injured in the buttocks, and flee all the way to the shore.

"Damn, it's just a little bit, keep chasing me." The potter shouted regret and continued to urge the army to chase wildly.

Liu Bei and his hundreds of defeated soldiers, like lost dogs, easily fled to the shore, and before most of them could board the ship, the potter's 3,000-step cavalry followed.

The rolling iron hooves mercilessly rolled towards the frightened ants, and the screams drowned out the sound of the rolling water, and the corpses soon lay in wait all over the river line, and the gushing blood stained the river bank into a blood swamp, and the crimson blood flowed into the water, and the river water was red.

The red-eyed soldiers of the Tao Army drove the remaining soldiers of Liu into Surabaya like pigs and dogs.

The bows and crossbows in their hands fell mercilessly into the water, and the enemy soldiers who were crawling towards the boat shot at will, and the enemy soldiers were like live targets that moved slowly and steadily, allowing the Tao army to shoot blood and stain the water red, and countless enemy soldiers died in the cold water, and a floating corpse was swept away by the current.

With hundreds of remnants blocking the road, Liu Bei finally took the lead, climbed into a warship, drove into Surabaya, and escaped from the hellish banks of Shura.

Holding the remnants of the "Liu" flag, Liu Bei stood at the stern of the boat and looked at the riverbank, his gray face was painfully twisted to the point that he was not human.

The boat was getting farther away, and there were already 100 steps offshore, and at this time Liu Bei was shocked and could finally take a breath.

Looking around, except for Guan Zhang and Jian Yong, who boarded the ship in advance, there were less than ten soldiers left, how miserable.

Think about the time when he was at his peak, he had tens of thousands of male soldiers and sat on the land of a state, but now he has fallen to such a point in the blink of an eye, he has become poor and white, which is worse than before he was not the pastor of Xuzhou.

Liu Bei's heart is dripping blood, and it is not only his heart that is dripping blood, but also his ass.

The loss of soldiers and horses is secondary, and what is even more embarrassing is that Liu Bei actually shot an arrow at the pottery merchant, and this arrow was not good for shooting, and it was embarrassing to shoot his ass.

Liu Bei, who was in pain, could only endure this huge shame, trembling and lying down, ordering the doctor to pull out the arrow on his buttocks and treat him with medicine.

Liu Bei, who was lying on the deck, grinned with his teeth, a face of pain and frustration, looking at the riverbank that was gradually moving away, looking at the banner of the word "Tao" that was showing off his might, and said with hatred in his mouth: "Pottery merchant, today's shame, if I Liu Bei does not report it, I will not be a man!" ”

Guan Yu beside him, seeing his eldest brother in such pain, was even more uncomfortable than being hit by an arrow.

He stood beside the boat, his bloodshot eyes looking at the other side, the big flag with the word "Tao" flying proudly in the wind, and his hideous and distorted red face surging with resentment.

Unable to bear it, he took a deep breath and shouted angrily: "Potter traitor, you listen to me, you hurt my eldest brother's arrow, I, Guan Yu, swear that I will break your body into ten thousand pieces, and the three of us brothers will definitely kill you back, you wait." ”

"Big-eared thief, count yourself lucky, only your ass was hit by an arrow......"

On the shore, the pottery merchant looked at the lonely boat and fled farther and farther, feeling regretful, and wanted to make Li Guang release the arrow again, but found that Liu Bei and his gang were afraid of him, and they all dared not show their heads.

At this moment, the potter suddenly heard the sound of angry scolding, and when he looked closely, he saw that on the boat two hundred steps away, Guan Yu was standing tall, roaring and scolding at him.

"Second Master Guan, if you hit the muzzle of the gun yourself, you can't shoot Liu Bei, so you can shoot you."

The pottery merchant sneered and glanced at Li Guang, "The person who saw the outcrop didn't have it, that was Guan Yu, are you sure to shoot him?" ”

Li Guang glanced up, only said "try" in a low voice, then bent his bow and shot, aiming at Guan Yu again.

With a distance of two hundred paces, even the strongest three-stone bow has reached the limit of its range.

What's more, the boat was bumpy, the wind on Surabay was also strong, and at this night, only the torches along the shore illuminated, the visibility was also very low, and the difficulty of this arrow was even more difficult than the previous shot of Liu Bei's arrow.

The potter's face was full of confidence, and he believed that Li Guang's archery skills could do it.

Although Li Guang had shown his magic marksmanship before and was impressed by everyone, this time the difficulty was too great, and Lian Po and the others couldn't help but be suspicious, and they all held their breath to see how his arrow was.

"Go!" With a soft drink, Li Guang let go of his fingers.

Hearing only the sound of a string, under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, the sharp arrow came out of the string, two hundred steps apart, and roared towards the gate of Guan Yu on the ship.

The arrow was like a meteor, piercing through the layers of night, and rushed to Guan Yu like a streamer.

Guan Yu, who was standing proudly, was facing the river two hundred steps away at the moment, unscrupulously unscrupulously saying cruel words, which he could not have expected. Li Guanghui was two hundred paces apart and shot this earth-shattering arrow.

It's not that he doesn't know that under the command of the potter, there is such a marksman as Li Guang, who has the skill of piercing Yang in a hundred steps, if he is on the shore, or even close to the shore, he will be wary.

However, now separated by more than two hundred steps, low visibility, uncertain wind and waves on the river, and bumpy ships, Guan Yu thought that even if it was the real Li Guang's resurrection, it would be impossible to shoot him, not to mention that he was just a pawn pretending to be Li Guang's name, so he dared to show his head boldly and roar wantonly.

Therefore, Guan Yu was completely defenseless, and when the arrow hit in front of him, he realized in horror that he was wrong.

If it is a pawn, or even a military general of Zang Ba's level, this arrow will hit him straight in the face.

Fortunately, he is Guan Yu.

The force value of 97 made him practice a sharp and almost instinctive reaction, and at the moment when the cold arrow hit the face, he hurriedly tilted his neck and made evasive actions in a minute.

Blood splattered.

The arrow was still shot.

Although he didn't shoot Guan Yu in the face, he shot him diagonally in the chin.

Guan Yu screamed, Nuoda's body shook violently, and it was difficult to stand firmly, so he immediately fell on the deck, his chin was shot through a hole, half of his beautiful hair was shot through instantly, and the rest was immediately stained red by the tumbling blood.

The head is where the nerves are connected, and even if he is shot in the jaw, it hurts so badly that he almost faints.

"Second brother!"

Zhang Fei, who was taking care of Liu Bei, thought that he was drugged his eldest brother's buttocks, and his second brother was also hit by an arrow, and he screamed and rushed over to support Guan Yu.

Guan Yu, who was furious, finally breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the arrow on his chin, and a bloody hole was suddenly revealed in his chin, as if a bloody little mouth had grown, even terrifying.

"Second brother, why did you stand up and show up?" Zhang Fei was in pain and angry, holding his second brother with one hand, tearing off his shirt with the other hand, and blocking Guan Yu's chin.

Guan Yu trembled and picked up the arrow and took a look, and saw that the word "Li Guang" was engraved on the shaft of the arrow.

Sure enough, it was shot by Li Guang.

"Potter, Li Guang, I want you to ......" Guan Yu roared angrily and wanted to scold, but his mouth touched the pain of his jaw to death, and he couldn't spit out half a word anymore.

He was so angry that he couldn't figure out how the guy under the command of the potter, who was pretending to be an ancient, could have such an incredible archery skill and shoot himself in such a harsh environment.

Looking at Guan Yu, who was covered in blood and described as embarrassed, Liu Bei was also furious, and hated so much that his eyeballs almost exploded.

The dignified Han clan relatives, the heroes of the world, were defeated again and again by the nameless boy of the potter, and it was just enough to kill the commander of the light pole, he was shot in the ass first, and the second brother, who was as close as a sibling, was shot in the chin, and the humiliation of the potter to him was really enough.

Although he was full of hatred and anger in his heart, he wanted to devour Tao Shangsheng alive, but Liu Bei still kept calm in the end, and forcibly suppressed his anger, but gritted his teeth and said calmly: "Our brother's enmity, sooner or later we will let the traitor pay back, Yun Chang, bear with it, when we arrive in Xudu, we can use Cao Cao to make a comeback." ”

"I'm going to kill the potter, I have to kill him today!"

Guan Yu was unwilling, with a vague roar, struggling to get up, but Zhang Fei held him down, for fear that he would be attacked again.

After struggling for a while, Guan Yu's movements were too big, and finally touched his nerves, and after a painful dizziness, his eyes went black and he fainted in Zhang Fei's arms.

Liu Bei didn't care much, and was anxious to order Guan Yu to be lifted to the cabin for treatment, and Zhengji endured the pain in his buttocks, urging the sailors to paddle desperately and escape from here.

A lone warship hurriedly sailed away from the water-stained river and fled upstream.