Water Margin people

"It's all lost, and you want to take it back?"

Sun Lei smashed the dragon-headed stick in his hand and was about to knock Fang La's sword to the ground.

The Heaven-Destroying Sword was knocked down by the dragon-headed stick, but Fang La was not in a hurry. He yanked the thread in his hand and the sword hilt fell off. Fang La pulled out a thin sword from the Heaven-Destroying Sword.

Fang La stepped forward quickly, grabbed the rapier, and took advantage of Sun Lei's opportunity to strike with the rapier straight into Sun Lei's face.

The thin sword shone with a cold light, showing that its sharpness was extraordinary.

Sun Lei had no time to dodge at this time, but he used the dragon's head stick to sweep directly into Fang La's legs.

Fang La was swept to the ground. Sun Lei hit Fang La's hand with a stick, knocking the thin sword to the ground.

At the same time, the battles in other places were coming to an end. Wu Song successfully beheaded Fang Jie with his kicks, and Lin Chong picked Fang Qifo after seventy moves.

"you dare!"

Li Tianrun yelled, and just now Lu Fang killed Li Tianyou with a halberd.

Fengtai caught Li Tianrun's distracted moment and swung his mace, hitting Li Tianrun directly on the chest. Fengtai already had great strength, but now he hit Li Tianrun directly with his mace, causing Li Tianrun to vomit blood instantly.

Several people died one after another, and Mingjiao's momentum was greatly reduced. Fang Tianding saw that he was invincible, and retreated into the crowd early to prepare to escape.

"Holy Duke!"

Seeing that Fang La was defeated, Deng Yuanjue quickly abandoned Lu Zhishen and stood in front of Fang La.

"Master Deng, this is a duel between me and Fang La. It seems inappropriate for you to participate!"

Sun Lei looked at Deng Yuanjue and said, this time he could obviously beat Fang La with more people than others, but he chose to fight alone. This is respecting Fang La and respecting the rules of this world. He is truly a fair, just and open leader. war.

"Boss Sun, Liangshan has already won, and Mingjiao has lost! You can dispose of Mingjiao as you like, and I only ask you to save Shenggong's life!"

Deng Yuanjue inserted the Zen staff in his hand into the soil, abandoned his weapon and stood in front of Fang La to perform a Buddhist salute to Sun Lei.

"Leave him alive, if I agree, the people in the south of the Yangtze River must agree, right?"

Sun Lei looked at Deng Yuanjue and said, Fang La was not bad at first, but this uprising has done too much evil in Jiangnan. Now that the government and army are encircling and suppressing it, Mingjiao may be a street mouse in Jiangnan for a long time to come.

"Go away!"

Fang La looked at Deng Yuanjue and yelled, but immediately coughed. Sun Lei's kick just now was not light, and his right hand holding the sword was hit with a stick. At this moment, the bone in his hand is broken, and he can't lift his strength at all.

Deng Yuanjue didn't seem to hear, and was still standing between Fang La and Sun Lei, but at this moment he closed his eyes and bowed his head, looking as if he was dying.

"roll!"

Fang La was furious and kicked Deng Yuanjue's leg, but at this time he was seriously injured and could not exert much strength at all, Deng Yuanjue remained motionless.

"How dare you disobey the decree!"

Fang La stared at Deng Yuanjue stubbornly, raising the aura of the leader of Mingjiao.

"Holy Duke!"

Deng Yuanjue opened his eyes and looked at Fang La.

"Go away, you don't have a place to talk here!"

Fang La stood up and shouted, holding his right hand, he could be defeated, but he couldn't let his men pity him, his pride did not allow this.

As the fighting here gradually subsided, the shouts of killing in the distance became louder. Han Shizhong realized that the battle was over and charged directly with his army.

"The army is here!"

Fang La smiled miserably, he was defeated after all.

"Give me a good time!"

Fang La looked at Sun Lei and said.

"Holy Duke!"

Deng Yuanjue looked at Fang La anxiously, Fang La was begging for death at this moment.

"I will die today. If Sun Lei doesn't kill me, how can the army let me go? There is no place for us in Jiangnan anymore!"

Fang La smiled bitterly. He regretted it now. If he hadn't been so greedy, eager to recruit troops and expand his territory, accepted too many vicious people, condoned too many evil things, and made the world angry and resentful, he wouldn't have lost so quickly.

Fang La looked at Deng Yuanjue helplessly. In the past, Deng Yuanjue always tried to persuade him, but he couldn't listen. Now in retrospect, everything was his own fault.

"Holy Duke, as long as we work hard, the Ming Cult will eventually come back!"

Deng Yuanjue looked at Fang La and said.

"There is no chance. The officers and soldiers will definitely pursue and fight fiercely. Where is the chance for a comeback?"

Fang La shook his head. If he had listened to his master Wang Gong and old Buddha before, he would have had a chance to take the elites to the south and hibernate in the mountains. But now that the Ming Sect is gone, most of the elites have been killed and injured, and it is meaningless to run away.

"Boss Sun, if you win me, you can give me a good time and kill me, but I beg you for one thing. My Ming Cult is not all evil people. After I die, those loyal believers may be imprisoned." , I hope you can give them a way out!"

Fang La looked at Sun Lei and said.

"Holy Duke!"

Lou Minzhong, Wang Yin, Shi Bao and others hurriedly shouted that although they were very disappointed with Fang La, Fang La arranged for them to escape now before he died, which made them feel mixed feelings.

"Okay, I can promise you!"

Sun Lei nodded. Fang La's intention was naturally to find a way out for those who were loyal to Mingjiao. However, Jiangnan and the others could not stay any longer and had no choice but to go to Liangshan.

"I've worked hard to prepare for more than ten years, but I didn't expect to fail in just two years! It's said that princes and generals, Ning is kind, it seems that I am not worthy of mud legs!"

Fang La looked at Sun Lei with a wry smile. He didn't know Sun Lei's background, but judging from his demeanor, he was definitely much taller than a long-term farmer like him, at least he was also a "poor nobleman".

"It's not that your class is unworthy, it's that you are unworthy! I heard a story about a farmer's family. He was born as a cowherd boy. He couldn't read a word. He had been a beggar and a monk. He successfully revolted. In the end, And established a great dynasty!”

Sun Lei picked up the Mietian Sword and walked to Fang La and whispered, his voice was not loud, only Fang La and Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue beside him heard it, and Lu Zhishen was guarding against Deng Yuanjue's attack.

"what?"

Fang La looked at Sun Lei with wide eyes and disbelief. Since ancient times, those who could rebel and establish a dynasty were all wealthy and nobles. How could there be such a person?

However, Sun Lei's eyes were sincere, and it didn't look like he was telling lies, and at this point, there was no need for Sun Lei to panic.

"It turns out that I am not worthy! It seems to be my problem!"

Fang La smiled, as if relieved.

"Go on the road, maybe you can succeed in the next life!"

Sun Lei swung the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand and chopped off Fang La's head. The person he was talking about was naturally Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor with the lowest birth in thousands of years, and Zhu Yuanzhang also had some relationship with the Ming Cult.

"Amitabha!"

Deng Yuanjue recited a Buddhist name in a low voice.

"You all heard what Fang La said, I will give him a relief! What about you?"

Sun Lei looked at the people of the Ming Cult. There were not many people alive at this time. Those who could follow Fang La here were the backbone of the Ming Cult. The grassroots had long since disappeared. The people here were all those who truly agreed with the teachings of the Ming Cult. He said They are evil, but they don’t really count.

"You killed Fang La, weren't you afraid of their revenge?"

Lu Zhishen reminded Sun Lei in a low voice.

"You have to know that a happy death is sometimes a gift. I killed Fang La with just one sword. He couldn't feel the pain. If the officers and soldiers caught him, he would be humiliated and then cut into pieces with a thousand swords! What do you mean? Did I do something good?"

Sun Lei raised his voice so that everyone around him could hear it. (End of chapter)