The gliders are already deployed, like birds flying.

But Zhao Cheng still fell at great speed.

With the blessing of the initial speed, a perfect flat throwing motion is formed, and a graceful arc is glided.

Mao Erhu commanded the battle situation, and the warship quickly drove over, and the heavy crossbow arrows on the ship were also constantly firing.

A large number of spears leaped, shuttling in the long sky, some flew over Zhao Cheng, and some passed by him, passing by several times, extremely thrilling.

Zhao Cheng's landing speed continued to increase, rushing to the surface of the water at a speed of more than twenty meters per second.

"Wow~"

Under Zhao Cheng's calculations, the huge momentum helped the glider to take off, rising like a dragonfly in the water, and flying towards the other side at high speed.

He was only four or five hundred meters from the shore.

At the current speed, tens of seconds are up.

As long as you rush to the shore, with the help of modern technology, you will definitely be able to rush out.

The brocade guards in the back can only eat ashes, and they can't catch up.

The plan is very complete, and the imagination is very beautiful.

But the reality is often not so good.

The crossbow arrows shot down from the sky, forming a gorgeous scenery on the Yangtze River.

The sound of breaking the sky comes and goes, combined with the sound of the waves of the Yangtze River, forming a pleasant music that is difficult to meet in nature.

Listening to the rain that night is an unforgettable memory.

……

Zhao Cheng is very smart, at least he didn't study science in vain.

Using the U-shaped flight path, he successfully avoided a large amount of damage, and countless crossbow arrows shot into the air, crashing into the Yangtze River and drifting with the current.

But Zhao Cheng also had to admit and accept the fact that after the gliding was launched, its area became larger.

In a simple sentence, Zhao Cheng is more likely to be hit.

That is, it is more capable of dealing damage.

But fortunately, the U-shaped flight was unexpected by the Jinyi guards, allowing Zhao Cheng to fly safely for about twenty seconds.

But Zhao Cheng still had to slide down after all, and gradually lowered his altitude, and a crossbow arrow broke through the air, piercing the glider behind him.

"Bang~"

The equipment malfunctioned, and Zhao Cheng also lost his balance.

Dangling in the air, bobbing past, it is difficult to maintain stability.

His eyes kept staring ahead, hating himself for not having the power of myths and fantasy stories.

Otherwise, you can easily cross the distance of 100 meters and descend on the other side of the Yangtze River

Nowadays, it is very close to the shore.

Zhao Cheng's flight altitude also decreased.

As long as you hold on for a while, you will be able to escape.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer~"

Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth, kept cheering himself up, and kept encouraging himself.

He quickly adjusted his form, trying to stabilize his body, trying to grasp the last moment and let himself land smoothly.

Zhao Cheng has done his best.

Rely on your own efforts to make the final flight with a broken glider.

Yes, he worked hard.

But God doesn't always favor those who work hard.

It's a pity that another crossbow arrow flew and hit the other half of the glider's wing, and the loss was even greater!

The goal of the glider is too large.

Even if they're far away.

However, it is still within the effective attack range of heavy crossbow arrows.

"Speed up the attack! Keep shooting and knock him down for me! ”

Mao Erhu ordered again.

He looked at Zhao Cheng, who was crumbling in the air, and finally smiled.

After chasing and killing for so long, is this demon-like man finally going to be taken down by himself?

Mao Erhu was very excited.

I even imagined the wealth and prosperity after completing the task!

As long as he kills Zhao Cheng and completes His Majesty the Emperor's task, that Ninety-Five Supreme will naturally not be stingy.

The current Zhu Chongba is still very good to the people around him.

It's not time to slaughter the heroes yet!

Now, except for one Hu Weiyong and his henchmen.

Most of the founding heroes lived very comfortably and happily, and they held extremely high power.

Mao Erhu has imagined his prosperous life in the future.

As long as this mission can be successfully concluded.

Those rich, powerful, and meritorious nobles in the capital have to be respectful to themselves.

After all, Jinyiwei has been officially established.

Jinyiwei is destined to be a sharp blade for the emperor to hold the power of supervision, and it is also destined to be a sharp sword suspended on the heads of the powerful.

This sword may fall at any time and kill countless powerful people.

Thinking that he would become the most powerful person next to the Eight Emperors in the future, Mao Erhu was very excited.

He hurriedly pushed away a soldier, controlled the strong crossbow in front of him, aimed at Zhao Cheng, and fired directly after charging his strength.

Woo Woo Woo ~ One by one, a sword slashed through the sky, drawing a graceful arc, and shot towards Zhao Cheng.

"Hiss~"

A crossbow arrow pierced the broken glider and also pierced Zhao Cheng's left thigh.

Affected by the huge impact, Zhao Cheng's body completely lost control.

Especially the injury that pierced his thigh, which made him die of pain, seriously affecting his physical state and mental state.

But fortunately, Zhao Cheng had already landed, less than a meter from the river.

Puff ~ puff ~ puff ~

Zhao Cheng's body slid across the water, like a stone floating on water, and after a few plops, he rushed to the shore.

Zhao Cheng was facing down, and he had been gliding along the river beach for several meters before stopping.

Fortunately, there is a lot of sludge on the river beach.

Otherwise, this time, Zhao Cheng fell down like this, and life and death were unpredictable.

You can't die, but your body is battered, as if your bones are crushed and fractured.

Zhao Cheng endured the pain, and with his indomitable willpower, he tenaciously supported his body, turned over and sat up.

He looked at the giant arrow stuck in his thigh, gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and pulled out the crossbow arrow with a diameter of about two centimeters.

Burst~

The blood flowed sideways, staining a patch red, and it was extremely tragic.

But Zhao Cheng was quite lucky.

The horrible arrow did not hurt the major arteries, nor did it hurt the bones.

It's a blessing in misfortune.

Zhao Cheng hurriedly took out some medicines, and after simply treating the wound on his thigh, he took a bandage and tied it directly.

He looked at the warships that were approaching in the center of the river, full of anger.

Ruthless in his heart, Zhao Cheng took out a single missile and launched it towards the warship in the Yangtze River.

It is a single missile called the Stinger, which is more than a meter long, weighs more than 10 kilograms, and is loaded with explosive anti-personnel high explosives.

This guy has a maximum range of more than 5,000 meters, and the maximum flight speed can reach twice the speed of sound.

Zhao Cheng also put on military glasses and saw the figure that deserved to die!

"Mao Erhu? Die!!! ”

He understood very well that all of this was calculated and arranged by Mao Erhu.

For this guy, he naturally hated it very much.

Even if he was now on the other side of the river, Zhao Cheng could directly drive a motorcycle and escape.

But he still has to dig it back!

He wanted to destroy the ships on the river.

It would be better if you could kill the sloppy directly.

Seeing Mao Erhu, Zhao Cheng took out two more missiles.

Such a terrifying big guy is used to fight Mao Erhu, it is simply a knife to kill chickens, what a waste.

But Zhao Cheng can't manage so much!

He just wants to kill Mao Erhu, not for him, but also for that innocent old man!

After the three missiles were launched, Zhao Cheng quickly took out the motorcycle, lay down in severe pain, and turned into the car.

With the roar of the engine, it immediately flew out on the edge of the Yangtze River and headed upstream.

Zhao Cheng's body was full of injuries, and he was physically and mentally exhausted.

But he didn't dare to delay any longer, and started at full speed.

Fortunately, when Zhao Cheng arrived in Anqing, he had seen a relatively accurate map and was very familiar with the distribution of official roads around.

In ancient times, the productive forces were very backward, and the transportation was also very inconvenient.

It was a fool's dream to drive a large heavy industry such as a car in ancient times.

Cars don't work, but other small means of transport do.

Zhao Cheng asked that scumbag Qin Jiang to prepare more electric cars, battery cars, motorcycles and other things.

These things do not have particularly high requirements for roads, and in ancient times, they were real divine horses, killing all means of transportation in ancient times.

……

Zhao Cheng was fleeing quickly.

The Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas is in a mess.

Several warships on the Yangtze River were also shattered in the explosion.

Three missiles exploded, covering an extremely wide area.

A warship that hit Mao Erhu was located, and even he himself was at the center of the explosion.

He was blown up.

Pieces!

Three warships were wrecked and sank directly.

Many Jinyi guards died tragically on the spot.

A few people were not affected by the explosion, and barely saved a life.

But the warship was destroyed, and it was in the center of the Yangtze River, whether it could survive in the end or not could only be left to fate.

The relief effort lasted several hours.

Many people died without bodies, and many disappeared directly, and less than 1 in 10 survived.

This large-scale military encirclement campaign to mobilize the huge army of Anqing Province eventually paid a heavy price and ended in failure.

The casualties of the Jinyi Guard were a little better, one or two hundred dead.

The army of Anqing Province was not so lucky. Contributed 890% of the head KPI to this campaign.

The living Jinyi Guard and the Anqing garrison hurriedly counted the personnel of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.

Treat the wounded and disabled, and collect the corpse.

As for extinguishing the fire, they didn't care at all.

It wasn't until an hour later that he finished packing up and left in a hurry.

The monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple hurried back to carry out firefighting and disaster relief work.

After extinguishing the open fire, several Buddha statues were found in the ruins.

The huge golden-bodied Buddha statue was originally shining with golden light, but now, it has become black.

When the monks were carrying the Buddha statue, they suddenly noticed that there was a corpse lying inside the hollow Buddha statue.

After the body was removed, it was only found that there was still a faint breathing.

I have to say, this guy was lucky!

However, Zhao Cheng didn't know all this.

He avoided the city, he avoided the caravanserais, and he avoided the countryside.

After hours of driving at full speed in the wilderness and seeing the sun set, I stopped by a small stream.

Zhao Cheng also wanted to support his body and go to the stream to clean, but after all, he still overestimated himself.

It was the most serious injury he'd ever suffered.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, fainted, and collapsed by the stream.

An hour later.

It was already dark.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl came to the stream to fetch water, and suddenly found a figure on the other side of the stream.

She ran over in a panic and tried her breath, only to find that the man was still alive.

She was running towards the cottage in the distance.

Ten minutes later, he ran back with an old man.

"Grandpa, he's still alive, you save him~"