Chapter Ninety-Three: The Prisoner of the Tiger in Qingshigou
The pouring rain poured down, followed by another thunderclap, and the streamers of lightning spilled all over the ground, almost reflecting the mountain stream in the night.
Lu Bu stood on the top of the mountain in the bluestone ditch with a halberd, staring at the valley mouth with his eyes like electricity.
After a moment, Lu Bu turned to look at Jia Xu beside him and asked, "Sun Jian will really retreat from here as Mr. said?" ”
Jia Xu stared at Gukou coldly, and when he heard Lu Bu ask, he stroked his already wet long hair and said with a smile: "If the Jiangdong camp and Chen Binggu succeed, Sun Jian will definitely lead the defeated soldiers to pass through here, because after my observation for a few days, this bluestone ditch is the only way to the official road, otherwise Sun Jian must go back to the Jiangdong camp." ”
At this time, a scout ran towards Lu Bu. When he came to Lu Bu, the scout immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "Lord Qiqi, the Jiangdong camp and Chen Binggu have both succeeded, and at this time, Sun Jian is leading the remnants of the army to rush here. ”
After hearing this, Lu Bu's locked brows were finally untied, and he turned to Jia Xu and bowed: "Mr. is really a god and a man, and the schemes he has set up are interlocking, as if he can predict the enemy's movements, Feng Xian is deeply admired!" ”
Jia Xu hurriedly waved his hand and smiled modestly.
Lu Bu's gaze returned to the scout's body, and seeing that the scout looked like he wanted to speak, Lu Bu squinted his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Because seeing the scout's appearance, it seems that something important is happening.
"Lord, General Hou Cheng died in battle."
After the scout pondered for a long time, he finally reported Hou Cheng's death to Lu Bu.
"What do you say? What happened, why did General Hou Cheng die in battle, give me a 1510 to say, if there is a need for half a sentence, I will not be spared! ”
Hou Cheng died, he didn't believe it at all, because he knew Sun Jian's stakes, in order to prevent Hou Cheng and these generals with ordinary martial arts from facing Sun Jian, Lu Bu asked them to lead an ambush to ambush Sun Jian, which was no better than fighting in person, but looking at the scout's appearance was not like lying, and he couldn't help but ask loudly at the moment.
"No!"
The scout promised, and then beheaded Wei Yan Zu Mao, Sun Jian rode a horse to avenge Zu Mao, and Hou Cheng told how to block Sun Jian for Wei Yan.
After hearing this, Lu Bu secretly sighed in his heart: "Hou Cheng, Hou Cheng, Wei Yan's martial arts are not weaker than Sun Jian, even if Sun Jian is on the horse and Wei Yan is under the horse, it is easy for him to save his life, why do you want to help him block Sun Jian, waste your life in vain!" ”
Since his rebirth, Lu Bu has asked himself countless times in his heart, whether he hates Hou Cheng and them, and in the end he does not hate, Hou Cheng's last rebellion is not greed for life and fear of death, but that he has lost hope in himself, and it was he who caused their rebellion with his own hands.
Now hearing that Hou Cheng died, Lu Bu felt extremely sad in his heart, two of the former eight strong generals had died before they could get together, could it be that there is a certain number in the dark, could it be that his rebirth has quietly changed the direction of history?
Lu Bu couldn't figure it out, because this question had been haunting him for a long time, but he couldn't find an answer.
"Whew!"
Lu Bu exhaled, tightly held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, stared at the valley with a cold gaze and ordered: "Youping, tell Gongyi to prepare them!" ”
"No!"
Zhou Tai, who was behind Lu Bu, made a promise, and then walked towards Jiang Qin's hiding place.
Feeling Lu Bu's mood, Jia Xu stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "The dead cannot be resurrected, and the living still need to shoulder the great cause!" ”
"Thank you, sir, for your teachings!"
Lu Bu immediately bowed to Jia Xu.
At this time, there was a sound of horses chirping at the mouth of the valley.
"It's coming!" Jia Xu stroked his beard and looked coldly in the direction of Taniguchi.
Lu Bu saw Sun Jian leading the remaining 5,000 Jiangdong troops into the valley, holding Fang Tian's halberd tightly with both hands, waiting for the Jiangdong army to enter the encirclement.
As time passed, the Jiangdong Army finally fell into the ambush range completely, and Lu Bu immediately waved Fang Tian's halberd and ordered the ambush soldiers to push the boulder to block the valley mouth.
"Boom! Thundered! ”
Dozens of boulders suddenly rolled down from the top of the mountain, with the momentum of shaking the earth and the earth, blocking the mouth of the bluestone valley, and then, there was a series of cannon shots, countless arrows with a piercing sound of breaking the sky, accompanied by the pouring rain quickly covered in the valley.
"Xiu Xiu~!" The voices came and went.
Thousands of arrows swept towards the Jiangdong Army like a storm, and the Jiangdong Army could not react, and for a time it was shot on its backs, making a mess, and after a round of arrow rain, there were hundreds of Jiangdong Army bones buried here.
Sun Jian looked at Jiangdong Erlang who fell and died one after another, his eyes were red, his face twitched from time to time, he danced the ancient ingot knife and swept away several waves of flying arrows, and then roared at the top of the mountain: "Lu Bu, you come out for me, come out and fight me to the death." ”
Lu Bu heard Sun Jian's shout without any expression on his face.
"Lu Bu Xiao'er, do you dare to fight me to the death!"
An unwilling roar came from the bottom of the valley again, Lu Bu heard it in his ears, only raised his eyebrows, and then said lightly: "Keep releasing arrows!" ”
With Lu Bu's order, the second wave of arrow rain poured down again, and the dense arrows covered the Jiangdong army under the valley like dark clouds, the ruthless arrows looked creepy, and the wails of the soldiers sounded terrifying.
The sky is cloudy and rainy, and the wet chirps, and the new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts are crying.
Seeing the soldiers around him fall to the ground and die in pieces, Sun Jian's hand holding the knife hung down weakly, and the 20,000 Jiangdong troops he brought were now very little, and he had no face to go back to Jiangdong, but he was unwilling, he saved the country by righteousness but made villains calculate, and he had to ask Yuan Shu for justice no matter what, to pay tribute to the heroic souls of these 20,000 soldiers.
Sun Jian turned over and dismounted, and spat out loudly at Lu Bu on the top of the mountain: "A certain fall!" , a certain wish to surrender! ”
Lu Bu heard that Sun Jian was willing to surrender, and sighed helplessly, Sun Jian was brave and fierce, known as the Jiangdong Tiger, Lu Bu didn't have to think about it to know why Sun Jian surrendered, isn't this what he wants to see the most?
The momentum Lu Bu also had no intention of getting rid of Sun Jian, he wanted to let Sun Jian go back, let Sun Jian go to Yuan Shu and Yuan Shao for trouble, and let the Kwantung princes have cracks within themselves, so that he could break them one by one.
Sun Jian's surrender, Lu Bu's plan also succeeded a little half, but he was not as happy as he imagined, because the price was too great, today's war, although the Jiangdong army lost everything, but also lost his own 1,000 state army, this 1,000 state army is no better than those Xiliang army, all of them are veterans who have been fighting for more than ten years.
"Stop firing arrows, go down to the valley and surrender!"
With a wave of his hand, Lu Bu ordered the soldiers to stop firing arrows, then turned on his horse and led everyone straight to the valley.
PS: Good night, everyone, can I ask for tickets?