Figures collided chaotically, fists whistled, and blood blossomed in front of their eyes. Their bodies crashed into tree trunks and broke through the weeds. Under the moonlight, the battle dragged on, leaving only stains of blood.
"Let's go!"
It wasn't just one person who was trapped in this massacre, but two. It was also because of this that the battle lasted for such a long time, even until … the sounds of killing came from the mountains.
With a bang, he blocked Wu Song's headbutt, and before the punch on his lower abdomen could reach him, he shook off Wu Song's entire body. Then, he grabbed and locked Wu Song's arms, and at the same time, he dragged him forward. Wu Song held the tree trunk in front of him with one hand and suddenly undid the lock with the other, throwing a series of heavy punches at Yan Qing. Yan Qing also fought back with heavy punches. When Dai Zong tried to sneak up on him, he was forced away by a large saber.
The burning pain, the numbness in the brain, and the boiling blood supported the two as they fled. But their bodies were indeed full of wounds. Wu Song's punches were heavy, and Dai Zong was agile, but in terms of martial arts, no one was inferior to him. The Liangshan elites who were chasing them were not weak, and it was difficult to fight them alone.
Not only him, but Guan Sheng, who was swinging his saber at the back, was also full of wounds. A hook was hooked on his body. Although he cut it off with his saber, the hook was embedded in his body. He had several saber wounds on his body, but he still swung his saber bravely. Every time he swung his saber, he would avoid a certain area, giving the two a space to move.
Yan Qing had not expected Guan Sheng to suddenly yell and draw his saber in an attempt to help him escape amidst such a siege. He might not be the traitor that Ning Liheng had instigated. In front of Lone Dragon Hill, Ning Yi had set him up, and Yan Qing had cooperated. For Guan Sheng, who cared about his reputation, that incident was a great insult, so much so that he insisted on being enemies with Ning Yi and fled with the Liangshan people.
That kind of instigation only strengthened his determination to be with the Liangshan people. This time, Song Jiang and the others had brought him here for the attack on the Zhan Family Pass because the one who had schemed against him previously was Yan Qing. They wanted to use this matter to win his heart. However, whether it was Yan Qing, Wu Song, Dai Zong, Chai Jin, or the others, none of them had expected that when Yan Qing made his move, everyone would surround him. The seemingly silent long-bearded man would swing his saber and block Chai Jin's attack. He would even kill two of the soldiers surrounding him and injure one. Then, he would shout for Yan Qing to escape.
After that, the two of them ran all the way, but it still seemed like their efforts were in vain. They originally wanted to warn the others, but the people of Liangshan were very guarded in that direction. The more the two of them ran, the more they deviated from their original direction. They went sideways and backward. When the sounds of battle rang out from the other side, the two people who were running away were already riddled with wounds and bathed in blood. Xi Junyu, who was following behind, laughed. "There's no chance! The two of you should surrender now! Guan Sheng, I've missed out on you along the way! I should have guessed that you had betrayed us. You people … "
Before he could finish speaking, Guan Sheng suddenly took two steps toward Xi Junyu. He swung his saber angrily and sent a soldier flying. Seeing that he was angry, a soldier slashed at him, and the others hurriedly dodged. Guan Sheng swung his saber again. "Despicable person! Don't try to judge me with your filthy thoughts! I have nothing to do with that Ning Liheng! It's just that … Yan Xiaoyi is right. I don't want to be on your side anymore — "
At this time, Xi Junyu was also a member of the decision-making level of Liangshan. He was protected by seven or eight soldiers, but when he saw Guan Sheng's ferocious look, he couldn't help but take a step back. Then, he laughed sinisterly. "Oh? Then I congratulate General Guan, you've found the path you want to walk! But in this world, the winner takes all. Listen, they've already started fighting over there. What's the use of struggling! "
"Cut the crap. If you want to take my life, then come at me. But kid from the Xi family, be careful, I'll kill you! "
On the other side, Yan Qing and Wu Song rolled twenty feet away and took a punch at each other. They separated and half-squatted on the ground. Guan Sheng's chest heaved, and his body was covered in blood. He stabbed his Azure Dragon Saber into the ground. Everyone surrounded him and was about to rush forward again. Xi Junyu snorted coldly. "You don't know what's good for you! Everything has been settled, no need to talk nonsense … "
"I told you that he has a lot of ideas." There seemed to be echoes of agreement from the crowd. Not many people paid attention to them. On the other side of the mountain, the battle cries seemed to have become more intense.
Xi Junyu waved his hand. "Kill them, we …"
"… I told you, didn't I?"
Wu Song rushed forward and felt that something was wrong. He paused for a moment, not knowing whether it was because of the battle cries on the other side of the mountain or because of the whispers. Yan Qing's eyes flickered and he tilted his head slightly. At this moment, everyone seemed to have sensed something, but it also seemed like an illusion that they couldn't confirm. The wind blew past the forest, and only the leaves moved.
…
As Song Jiang and the others approached the mountain ridge, the shouts from the other side suddenly became intense. The ground was shaking. He rode on his horse. For some reason, he looked back and forth.
"This is the last battle …"
"Only by killing him can we have peace …"
"With such a mobilization, the imperial court won't be able to react in time to fake intelligence. They won't dare to take the risk …"
"It doesn't matter if the people of Dulong Gang are prepared …"
"Three thousand against two thousand. We only want to kill Ning Liheng …"
"This isn't Dulong Gang anymore. The terrain is empty …"
"We've been circling around for so long, dragging them along, and finally found a chance …"
Yes, found a chance … He felt that the sound and momentum seemed to have suddenly become a little louder, but they were already close to the mountain barrier. Due to the wind, it was normal for the sudden increase in movement. He shook the reins violently, and the hooves of the horse beneath him sped up. The group of people galloped up the mountain. Finally, they crossed the line that blocked their vision. Flames appeared in front of them, and the smile on Song Jiang's face was reflected in the light from afar. The mountain wind carried with it a roaring momentum, rolling over!
…
Zhan Family Valley. Sound waves rolled, blood boiled, and the earth shook. Under the leadership of their leader, three thousand Liangshan men killed their way into the camp of Dulong Gang, clashing with the formation of two thousand people. A fierce battle …
The light from the torches and bonfires shone in the night sky. Then, on this empty battlefield under the sky, the light from the fire began to spread. On both sides of the Zhan Family Valley, there were two more troops coming along with the torches. Like a huge formation of geese, they rushed towards the ambush troops of Liangshan and surrounded them …
This scene was reflected in the eyes of Song Jiang, who was on the mountain. His vision went dark. Impossible, impossible to guess …
…
In the forest under the moonlight, people draped in strange clothes such as messy grass and leaves moved silently in the darkness. One, two … Bang, someone fell from the tree, and the leaves flew everywhere …
It was as if a huge abyss had descended …
"Ah …" Xi Junyu heard the voice drag out, as if deliberating over the words. Then, he said, "… Surprise."
*****
… Countless images flashed through his aching mind, followed by fragmented sounds.
The sounds of fighting and running, the flames that surrounded the entire world. The three thousand people of Liangshan first gathered like a whirlpool, then retreated like the tide …
Running backwards, the trees, the mocking moon hanging in the sky, the movements in the forest grew louder and louder …
The killing spread from the back, and then the arrows flew out. He remembered that one had hit his shoulder ….
Then came the fighting, the pain …
His head was still buzzing. He could vaguely feel that he was lying on the ground, feeling cold. Someone was shouting "Brother Gongming …" Light flashed, and someone was walking.
"Ah … I caught another one …"
"I'm going to take a bath first …"
He did not know why, but that voice made him feel extremely disgusted. In that voice, there was a sense of fear and coldness that came from the depths of his heart. Sometimes, when he opened his eyes slightly, he could see the footsteps and the hem of the robe.
"… Tsk, there must be worms in those leaves and grass. I'm so itchy, but I don't dare to move … I remember when I walked forward on my stomach, my hand seemed to have touched feces. I'll never do this again …"
"Kill me if you have the guts!"
"Okay." After a while, a corpse was carried away. "Who else has this kind of request?"
The light was still changing, and his consciousness was getting clearer. That person was talking to someone, and after a while, he said, "Ah, Zhang Qing from the vegetable garden, I know you … I know him."
He struggled for a while, but his hands and feet should be tied. He struggled to open his eyes, and someone shouted, "Brother Gongming." The young man in a scholar's robe in front of him was talking to his companions around him. He glanced around and found that this was the center of a simple camp. The battle outside should not have ended, but it seemed quiet. He was lying on the ground, surrounded by some cages that imprisoned prisoners. Several of his brothers who were captured were tied up and thrown into the cages, including Zhu Wu, but the cage door was not closed. Xi Junyu was also tied up, kneeling there with his hands behind his back. He was silent, his eyes dull, and did not say a word. This was probably the only way to deal with the scene in front of him.
Clap, clap.
The young man turned around, looked at him, and clapped his hands. "You've woken up, can you see me? Nice to meet you … Oh right, towel. "
The person in front of him was Ning Liheng — although this was really their first meeting, Song Jiang could also know this in his heart. The other party held the towel and hesitated for a moment. "You have something under your nostrils … Well, I'll help you wipe it off … It's blood." The other party wiped it off and then threw the towel away. In fact, Song Jiang knew that not only was there blood under his nostrils, but the back of his head that had been hit should also be full of blood, but Ning Yi did not care about this.
"Song Jiang has woken up. What's your name? Haven't you tied it up yet? Go take a look …"
"This is impossible, this is impossible … You can't have guessed it, you can't have so many people …"
"What?" Ning Yi turned around and listened. "People? Oh, those are the people from the Wu Rui Camp. I asked them to ambush on both sides of the Zhan family's col. There aren't many, about three thousand people on each side, so when you attacked, you didn't face two thousand, but eight thousand. You only have three thousand, we have eight thousand … "
After he said a few words, someone came over to report the news, so he went to listen for a while. Then, he walked over, lowered his head, and drew a few strokes on a small notebook. He raised his head, and his gaze was gentle. "I can see that you're very strange … Oh right, I forgot to tell you about the situation. When you attacked, we outflanked and killed some people. The remaining two thousand are now blocked by us in the col on the west side. Some of them might want to climb the mountain, but … Ha, forget it. We'll attack later. Everyone is about to die, but there's still some time. I can talk to you for a while … "
Ning Yi put away the small notebook, leaned against a wooden table in the middle of the venue, and looked over. "Anyway, things are about to end. Let's make a summary."
Hearing that calm tone, some premonition surfaced in Song Jiang's heart. His heart had completely sunk. What he was thinking now was no longer doubts.
"I, I … Even if it's a crime of treason, I should be tried in the capital. You …"
Ning Yi looked at him quietly and did not answer. After a moment, he looked at the west side of the camp and began to speak. "Actually, this is how the whole thing started …"
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