Since he broke through and fled from Linchuan City, Luo Guang's troops have become fewer and fewer, and even the main army has collapsed.

Sometimes, dozens of cavalry of the Huai army dared to chase thousands of people from the Heavenly Master Army, Luo Guang was shocked when he saw this scene, and wanted to organize troops to resist, but these routs kept fleeing, as if they hadn't heard Luo Guang's words.

The only people who can follow him from the beginning are his followers, that is, his pro-military camp and Tang Xiude's hundreds of pro-soldiers.

Luo Guang fled all the way to Huyangcheng, where he ran out of food and soldiers, and the Huai army surrounded him heavily.

Late at night, Luo Guang was surprised when he heard the Huai army singing the song of the north outside the city, and said: "The Huai thieves are all people from the south, why do so many people know the song of the north!" ”

At this time, Tang Xiude came to report that the soldiers below were all crying and homesick when they heard this song, and even some soldiers couldn't help but be emotional and followed the Huai army outside, singing the song of the north together.

Luo Guang knew that this must be a ploy of the Huai Army, to completely disintegrate the military spirit of the Heavenly Master Army.

He knew that he was completely defeated, and his emotions couldn't help but feel sad, singing sad songs, and composing poems and singing by himself.

Luo Guang sang it several times in a row, and the believers below should also sing with him.

Luo Guang's tears flowed down one by one, and the believers below also wept, and no one could bear to raise their heads to look at him.

Tang Xiude frowned and persuaded: "Heavenly Master, although you are defeated, but the Sailor is still there, we still have a chance, as long as you command the Sailor to kill the blockade of the Huai Army Sailor and return to the North, there are still hundreds of thousands of people in the Northland, which is enough for you to get up." ”

"Can we do it again?" Luo Guang smiled, his face pessimistic.

"As long as the people are still being exploited and persecuted by the imperial court, the Heavenly Master will still have a chance." Tang Xiude said.

Luo Guang shook his head again: "Poor Dao took hundreds of thousands of people in the north to the south, but now he hasn't brought a few people back, even if there are still hundreds of thousands of people in the north, who else wants to follow the poor road, and besides, what face do I have to see them again." ”

Tang Xiude heard the words and said: "Even if there is no northland, there are still people in Youzhou, although Youzhou is small, but the land is also thousands of miles longitudinal and horizontal, and the people are million, the most important thing is that Youzhou has not been spread by the Heavenly Master, and it can be driven by the Heavenly Master." ”

Hearing this, Luo Guang's eyes lit up, no one wanted to die, no matter how pessimistic Luo Guang was, he didn't want to die in his heart, although what Tang Xiude said had a slim chance, but it was a way out after all.

He immediately gathered all the soldiers and horses in the city and said to them: "It has been four years since the poor road started the army, and he has fought more than 40 battles.

But now I am finally trapped here, this is the God to destroy the poor road, it is by no means the fault of the poor road war, today the poor road is willing to fight a happy battle with you, and must take you to break through the encirclement, kill the Huai generals, cut down the military flag, let you know that it is indeed God who wants to destroy me, not the crime of war. ”

He blamed all the blame on heaven to evade his responsibilities and restore some morale for the army.

That night, Luo Guang rode his horse alone, and nearly 1,000 of his subordinates followed behind on horseback, and sure enough, as he said, he broke through the siege that night, and killed a general of the Huai army, cut down the military flag, and rushed out to the south.

After that, Luo Guang asked his subordinates, "How is it?" ”

These people were his followers, and they all said respectfully at this moment, "Just as the Heavenly Master said." ”

However, Luo Guang came to the north shore with the rest of the soldiers and horses, but he didn't see the shadow of a warship or a sailor.

"Does Heaven really want to destroy the poor road?"

The howling cold wind blew in his ears, Luo Guang looked at the surging river, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Tang Xiude persuaded again: "Heavenly Master, you may not have reached a dead end. ”

"Even the sailor has left the poor road, isn't it a dead end?"

"The Heavenly Master is a third-grade martial artist, with the help of Lei Gong, and more magical power to protect the body, even if there is no warship, diving can cross this river, and the Heavenly Master dives to the bottom of the river, even if it is the Huaijun Water Master, he can't catch the Heavenly Master."

But as soon as Tang Xiude's words were finished, there was an overwhelming shout of killing behind him.

The Huai cavalry had already caught up, and the Huai King, Chu Ce, and a number of generals were all present.

"Lord Wang, that day the Heavenly Master thief broke through from Huyang, and the thief leader Luo Guang must have exhausted the spiritual energy in his body, and now he only has brute strength left, so there is nothing to worry about." The fifth floating sheng rode a war horse and stood beside King Huai.

The reason why Luo Guang was able to lead nearly 1,000 people to break through the siege from Huyang City that day was that the Fifth Fusheng proposed that King Huai release the water, in order to exhaust the innate aura in Luo Guang's body.

After all, Luo Guang is a third-grade martial artist, and the innate aura he accepts is also an extremely domineering thunder qi, if he is forced to fight against the water and start killing, he will kill and injure many soldiers and horses.

But now, don't worry.

King Huai glanced sideways at Chu Ce, who pulled out the sword at his waist: "Kill!" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The thick drums were beating, and the Huai cavalry rushed towards Luo Guang and the other Heavenly Divisions.

At present, the soldiers and horses who are still following Luo Guang are all the elite of the Heavenly Master Army, but no matter how elite they are, they are also flesh and blood, not flesh and blood, and the departure of the sailor has given them a heavy blow to their hearts.

The remaining Heavenly Master army was defeated like grass and trees falling in the wind.

The cold wind was whimpering, and the clouds in the sky were slowly becoming thicker.

Luo Guang held a long-handled knife in his hand, looking around with a pair of eagle eyes in anger, countless Huaijun armor soldiers pressed behind him with heavy steps, and the cold light on the blade pierced Luo Guang's eyes with the cold wind, and his ears were full of the sound of fighting and the wails of the believers.

In front of Luo Guang, there were dozens of Huai army archers with crossbows, and there were even Huai army warriors wearing heavy armor and holding heavy shields.

Luo Guang has completely stepped into a desperate situation.

He also had multiple arrow wounds and knife wounds on his body.

When his innate aura was exhausted, he didn't have any extra innate aura to protect his body.

And without the innate aura to protect his body, he only has the brute force brought by his own body, and ordinary arrows can hurt him as long as they break his armor.

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

Countless arrows broke through the air, and Luo Guang, relying on the physical fitness of a high-grade martial artist, grabbed a Huai sergeant in armor like lightning and blocked him in front of him.

"Poof." This Huai sergeant suddenly became Luo Guang's meat shield, and was shot into a hedgehog by his own people.

But the rain of arrows was too dense, and the arrows were shot by some middle-grade martial artists, and the feather arrows directly penetrated the meat shield and shot into Luo Guang's left shoulder.

The huge pain made Luo Guang's left arm unable to move for a moment.

Luo Guang was surrounded by the Huai Legion.

The terrible screams echoed in Luo Guang's ears, the fanatical shouts of killing lasted for a long time, Luo Guang closed his eyes, he knew that he was defeated, completely defeated.

"Hahaha."

Luo Guang laughed loudly, as if the Huai army forced around him was nothing, he threw away the meat shield in front of him, the arrow was pulled out of his body, and a few blood arrows were brought out, and he looked up at the sky full of dark clouds.

He knew that he couldn't live, he was not an ordinary general of the Heavenly Master Army, even if he surrendered, King Huai would not let him live.

His expression became fierce, he glanced at the Huai army who was coming, a cold glint erupted in his eyes, and he shouted: "Kill!" ”

"Woohoo!"

Countless crossbow arrows burst out, penetrating Luo Guang's body, with blood in his mouth, he just relied on one breath, holding a long-handled knife, and killed all the crossbowmen in front of him with one sword.

At the last moment of his life, in a drowsy state, Luo Guang heard the howling wind, and the howling cold wind brought his thoughts back to the nameless village.

In the fourth year of Xuanhe, there was a great drought in the north, thousands of miles of red land, no grain was harvested, the government actually paid no tax reduction, and countless poor people were displaced for a while, corpses were everywhere, and plagues broke out.

But all this still could not stop the officials who collected the taxes.

In that nameless village, Luo Guang led his disciples into a mansion, which was full of corpses and a slight stench in the air.

A thin woman was half-leaning against the earthen wall, her eyes wide open to look at Luo Guang and the others who pushed the door in, she tried hard to raise her hand, her shriveled mouth moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound, and before Luo Guang approached, the woman's hand in front of her was already weak.

That was Luo Guang's own sister.

Luo Guang's family background is not bad, his father is a small landowner in the local village, but he is nearly sixty years old and has no children, so he went to the Taoist temple to pray for blessings, saying that as long as he gives birth to an heir, he is willing to scatter all the family wealth.

As a result, the next year, his father's concubine really gave birth to a son to his father.

Because he was an old man, his father really scattered all the family wealth, first repaired the Taoist temple of blessing, and distributed the rest to the people in the village, leaving only daily needs.

The following year, his mother gave birth to another daughter to his father.

So, Luo Guang became attached to the Tao.

His father was very good to Luo Guang, but when Luo Guang was ten years old, his father died.

The death of his father hit Luo Guang very hard, making him extremely sensitive to birth, old age, sickness and death.

After becoming an adult, Luo Guang entered the Taoist temple and became a Taoist child, pursuing the "eternal life" mentioned in the Taoist scriptures.

In order to concentrate on cultivation, he stayed away from the world.

Even when his mother died, his sister got married, he never went back.

Until the death of the old master of the temple, he became the new master of the Taoist temple, and the cultivation encountered a bottleneck, he planned to go down the mountain to practice, and by the way to see his family.

As a result, when she saw her sister again, she was lifeless.

At that moment, the light emitted by the sun hanging high in the sky made Luo Guang almost unable to open his eyes.

He wanted to stay away from the world, but the world did not turn away from him.

The cold wind whistled again, and it also swept Luo Guang's thoughts back.

A shouting sound composed of many voices came into Luo Guang's ears, and then several spears pierced his body, and the severe pain made Luo Guang's whole body tremble, making him instantly sober up, feeling the vitality in his body dissipate little by little, he straightened up and slowly said: "In this world, is there really immortality?"

As the last word fell, Luo Guang slowly closed his eyes, and the long-handled knife in his hand also fell to the ground.

(End of chapter)