Hearing the Burmese soldier's question, Li Guotai was very nervous, but he still had a smile on his face, and said in half-baked Burmese: "Amitabha, this lord, I am waiting for me to come from Manmiaoxin and are about to go to China to worship the Buddha. The Burmese soldier squinted his eyes and looked Li Guotai and his party up and down, and saw that they were all ragged and covered in mud, and a disgusting smell came to their nostrils. Moreover, because of the long journey, each person's hair has grown back, but it is covered with mud and dust, and lice can even be faintly seen crawling in and out of it.

The Burmese soldier suddenly showed a look of disgust, he subconsciously took two steps back, but asked angrily, "Then do you have any degrees or diplomas?" If not, why should I believe you? ”

Hearing him so unforgiving, Li Guotai suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

Li Guotai was anxious when they came all the way, and they were in a hurry, but they saw several Burmese soldiers yawning and coming out of the pass, shaking their shoulders in his direction.

Li Guotai knew that the more Burmese soldiers there were, the more troublesome it would be for them to clear the customs if they interrogated each other, so he immediately made a decision, took out a small gold ingot hidden in his bosom from his arms, smiled and stepped forward, and handed it to the Burmese soldier who was interrogating.

Speaking of which, this ingot is the last remaining property of Zhu Youlang's village. On the occasion of leaving, Zhu Youlang was touched out of his personal place as a point that may be needed for customs clearance in the future, but he didn't expect it to come in handy here.

"Master Jun, I waited for me to come from Manmiaoxin, and slept all the way, and finally walked half the way, but I encountered robbers on the road and robbed us of our packages, so the four degrees have been lost. And this ingot of gold was collected by me, so it has never been lost. This gold coin is donated by the local rich family of Manmiaoxin, it is the thing that is offered in front of the Buddha, and now the poor monk has come to honor the military master, and I hope that the military master will open the net, let me wait for it. Li Guotai smiled profusely.

When the Burmese soldier saw the glittering gold ingot presented by Li Guotai's hands, his eyes lit up with excitement, and his eyes were full of greed.

He glanced at his companions who were walking towards him again, for fear that they would find out about his extra money, so he immediately waved his hand and let Li Guotai and the others clear the customs.

Li Guotai fell to the ground with a stone in his heart, took a long breath, and immediately waved his hand, and asked the two guards to take Zhu Cixuan and walk with him through the passage connecting China and Myanmar, that is, the green vine wooden bridge hanging on the cliff.

It's just that Rao is they are speeding up their actions, and among the Burmese soldiers who surrounded them, some of them were sharp-eyed, and they saw at a glance that the Burmese soldier was quickly hiding yellow and white things in his arms, and they were suddenly very jealous, and they rushed up with shouting, all wanting to catch Li Guotai and others, and wanted to get another piece of the pie.

It's just that Li Guotai only has this piece of gold as a send, where can he still feed the hungry wolves, so he just ordered two guards to run quickly with Zhu Cixuan, wanting to pass the Sino-Burmese border bridge as soon as possible before they rushed up.

Zhu Cixuan was young after all, and he walked all the way to the ground, and he was no longer able to support himself, and he ran at the back of the team before he stepped on the rattan bridge, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.

At this time, a Burmese soldier who rushed up suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, this kid is so familiar, isn't it the prince who cleared the customs with Guiwang Zhu Youlang that day?" ”

Hearing this shout, the Burmese soldiers behind immediately chased after them, wanting to surround Zhu Cixuan and others.

The situation was extremely critical, and the two guards were in a hurry, and as soon as they set up Zhu Cixuan, they rushed towards the back.

"Catch them, don't let them run!"

The Burmese soldiers behind roared angrily and chased after them, and the other people with bows and arrows immediately opened their bows and arrows and shot at Zhu Cixuan and the others.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Arrows flew sharply past them, emitting a slight screech, like the grim laugh of death.

There were a few soft pops, and the screams came.

The two guards who protected Zhu Cixuan, one was hit by an arrow in the back of the chest, he screamed and fell on the bridge, convulsing in pain, and the other guard, who was hit by an arrow in the neck, blood gushed out like a fountain, tilted to the side, fell upside down from the bridge, and fell headlong into the bottomless cliff.

And what is even more pitiful is that Zhu Cixuan, who was caught in the middle of them, was also hit by an arrow in his calf, and the blood flowed like an infusion, he screamed, plopped and knelt on the ground, still gritting his teeth and crawling towards the other party.

Li Guotai, who was walking in the forefront, saw this suddenness, his heart ached like a knife, he hurriedly leaned back, picked up Zhu Cixuan on the ground, and then turned around and ran towards the opposite China Pass.

Behind him, the Burmese soldiers scolded again and again, and began to shoot the next round of shooting, and the flying arrows roared and struck, shooting at the straight of the Qingteng bridge, and there was a sound of grabbing.

Rao was Li Guotai's luck to avoid this round of attacks again.

He ran all the way, his lungs were about to explode, and he saw that the opposite pass was already in front of him, and it seemed that there were still many soldiers running out of the pass.

It's just that at this time, Li Guotai, who was running wildly with Zhu Cixuan in his arms, couldn't run anymore, he stumbled and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Fortunately, when he fell, he supported the ground with his hands in time, so that Zhu Cixuan, who was seriously injured in his leg, was not injured again.

Seeing Li Guotai fall to the ground, the Burmese soldiers who were chasing behind immediately roared and rushed up, intending to capture the two alive.

At this time, Li Guotai was helpless, he was leaning on the ground and panting, so he could only watch the group of Burmese soldiers run in quickly.

At this moment, his gray face was full of unspeakable remorse.

Alas, I didn't expect that in this place, which is only about ten steps away from the Chinese pass, it will finally fall into the hands of the Burmese.

Li Guotai let out a long sigh and hung his head, waiting for a terrible fate to strike him.

At this moment, when Li Guotai heard the Burmese soldiers who were chasing over and brought a strong vibration to Fujiqiao, he suddenly heard a dense burst of gunfire from the opposite direction.

Then, immediately behind, there was a series of screams from the Burmese soldiers, as well as the footsteps of their hasty retreat.

Li Guotai stared at him in astonishment, but saw more than a dozen Tang Army soldiers in front of him, rushing towards him with fire guns.

He turned his head sharply again, and found that the Burmese soldiers who were pursuing him had turned around and fled in a hurry after leaving behind two corpses.

Seeing the Burmese soldiers fleeing, those Tang troops did not chase after them, but came to Li Guotai's place, and a person who looked at the general asked Li Guotai: "Who are you waiting for?" Why force your way through? Why did the Burmese soldiers pursue you? ”

Li Guotai looked at him blankly, but his consciousness began to blur, and he only had time to spit out a few words: "It was King Gui who asked me to wait to come ......" and fell into a coma.