The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 298: Using the Death Sound
The agile figure leaped forward.

"Crack!" Li Keyong's flag broke into two pieces reluctantly.

The warrior caught him in mid-air: "The one who grabbed the flag is Shi Laizi of the Justice Army!"

The long and narrow matrix passage outside the central army gate was filled with corpses of Jin soldiers. Sticky streams of blood flowed from the corpses in strands, reflecting black in the setting sun.

In front of the gate and under the walls on both sides, the corpses of both armies were piled up like mountains.

Corpses piled up to the top of the head is just an exaggerated term used by literati and poets to describe the height of a mountain. But the people and horses in front of us are indeed hills. The oil paintings of "The Buddha Who Killed All Life" and "Lion Camel Ridge" are real-life interpretations. You need to look up to see the top.

At the highest point, there was a Jin officer who had been made into a corpse, with a lance piercing his back, standing alone. His clothes and armor were chopped into pieces, his hair was disheveled, and he stood there with his head down, wielding a sword, like a funnel leaking blood.

The sage would never believe that Li Keyong could only hold on for one day.

But in the end, Li Keyong couldn't hold it for even a single day!
The Jin army was defeated!

Murong Zhang, Ding Hui, Linghu Tao, Huangfu Lin and the Justice Army risked their lives to advance, choosing the moment when the Jin army retreated in large numbers and deployed the second round of battle in the middle line, and triggered a hand-to-hand fight in the middle army. In the narrow road of the passage, the Bian people defeated the Ma Zhi and Tielin armies! In just eight rounds, more than 3,000 people were torn apart, and He Huihu, the commander of the left wing of the back yard of the Fifth Palace, was killed in battle.

The righteous deputy lieutenant Linghu Tao died for his country.

No one expected that the half-dead Bian army would become the decisive force in this battle. They opened the way with blood and flesh, defended the passage, and welcomed more and more fresh troops to join the battle.

Large groups of Jin army infantry and cavalry gathered nearby. Even the scouts and guards in front of the tents were mobilized to join in the blockade and buy time for the army to evacuate.

The Jin army had completely given up on turning the tide. Except for the troops led by Li Keyong, the rest of the troops had already moved eastward like an avalanche.

There was no formation, the command was chaotic, and they didn't even need anything. They just took off their armor, burned the camp, used the fire to delay the king's offensive, and moved lightly.

He had no idea what he was thinking. He just drove the exhausted camels, donkey carts and war horses as hard as he could, just wanting to get to Puzhou Bridge as soon as possible!
Especially when they saw that King Li's general flag suddenly disappeared, the central army fell, and Li Keyong retreated to the East Camp, even the most determined killers understood this truth.

Defeated, defeated!
The camp is over!
Meanwhile, the royal army's troops continued to pour in from all directions, shouting "Kill Li Keyong!" More cavalry and horse infantry had already rushed out of the camp without any orders from the sage, and were about to chase and intercept the Jin army on the route they had to take to withdraw.

The setting sun was as red as blood. A large number of Jin troops rushed out of the gate of the East Camp and ran wildly eastward.

Seeing the scattered bewildered troops, he just waved and shouted: "Let's go! What are you looking at! The king is personally covering the rear and attracting fire! Why don't you seize the time to break out and meet at Pujin Bridge!"

"Where is Xiao Han? Has he got the boat ready?"

"I won't go through Puguan. I'll go through Tongguan alone, through the mountains to Shanzhou and back."

"Is there a boat? Didn't Xiao Han take a floating bridge?"

"How should I know! Since King Li has allowed him to go, Xiao Han must have made preparations to receive him."

"Woo woo, fucking hammer! Traitor, there must be a traitor around King Li! He risked our lives in the enemy's territory. If I can return alive, I will definitely expose the traitor to King Li!"

"Ah!" A bunch of arrows shot over and knocked down a large number of people on the spot.

A large group of Turkic light cavalry roared past. These light cavalrymen with red hats and white clothes, one man riding two horses and with sufficient horsepower, ignored the remaining large group of murderous people, and only picked out the stragglers or small groups to kill and capture. They shot arrows on horseback and used horse spears to sweep the Jin soldiers blocking their horses off their horses and forced them to kneel. Some even swung iron hooks and lassoes to hook the fleeing Jin soldiers and did not let go, dragging them behind their horses and galloping, leaving behind a trail of dust and shrill cries. Countless Jin soldiers who dismounted to surrender were also chopped down on the road.

Everyone immediately had a pile of heads and ears hanging off them, some with bloodshot eyes still wide open.

The Jin army had no will to fight. Even though there were only two thousand Turkic light cavalry, their tactics were so lax. Except for a few commanders who sent people to fight, most of them did not even look at them, but just walked away without looking back! Or they left their treasures behind to slow down the enemy's pursuit.

The central army of Tonglingbi, on the passage connecting to the East Camp.

The crisp sound of horse hooves echoed throughout the military road.

Li Keyong rode in the front, crossing the thorny barriers. Behind him, there were large groups of infantry and cavalry, more than ten thousand people in total.

The situation is over!

Li Keyong sighed to the sky, tears streaming down his face.

I thought that Li Ye was just a young man who relied on the princes to kill Zhu Wen. His own strength was not that great. He could deal with a hundred people like Li Maozhen and Feng Xingxi by himself! The achievement of eliminating such a waste was really high. This time, he lost the initiative again and was definitely not an opponent. The army was intimidating. Even if interfering in Lingxia could not be achieved, the most basic demand of keeping the official position and returning home would not be a problem.

Who can imagine——

"Sir, the saint is leading his troops to chase us! Let's go." Li Cunying caught up and said anxiously.

"Good-for-nothings! An army of 50,000 cannot defend a fortified camp for even a day. What's the point of keeping you around?" Li Keyong cursed and started to beat up Zhou Dewei and his gang.

The adopted sons kept their heads down and didn't answer, they just hugged him and ran away. There were constant shouts and scolds from behind, and one after another the adopted sons fell off their horses.

"Deploy defenses! Dig trenches along the first, second, and third barricades, light fires, and form a battle array!" Li Keyong jumped off his horse and gritted his teeth, "The army is still retreating. If we all leave now, we'll be sending our heads to that bastard!"

"No!" Zhou Dewei's left hand was broken, his helmet was gone, and his face was covered in blood. He said sternly, "The royal army has surrounded us. If we set up defenses here, we will be surrounded! You go, I will cover your back! Just like the defeat in Yunzhou during the Qianfu year."

"Surround him!" Li Keyong shook his hair and said, "The two major camps in the southeast haven't withdrawn yet and are still fighting. Our current mission is to stop the Western Army and prevent more people from joining the Southeast. Don't worry about my life or death!"

After saying that, he grabbed Zhou Dewei's shoulder.

This time, his tone was less tyrannical and more like a reminder to a friend: "We are all veterans, so I won't say much. I will leave everything to you. If I die, you will take over the command. If I can return to Hedong, Luoluo will also be handed over to you. If you die, Zhang Congshan will take command. If you die too, it will be Sixun's turn. Do you understand everything?"

A group of civil and military officials crossed their arms at the same time and saluted the limping Li Keyong: "We accept your orders!"

Li Keyong adjusted his bow with a new string, glanced at the troops, turned around and waved his hand: "Engage in battle."

“Rumble, rumble, rumble…”

With shouts of killing like thunder, a large group of infantry quickly reached the entrance of the passage connecting the central army and the eastern camp and set up defenses on both sides.

A group of people, led by Mo Zang Qiqi, set out on the passage to hunt down Li Keyong.

The troops turned their backs to the passage and blocked the large group of people who were still being slaughtered and wanted to join Li Keyong from Ma Zhi, Tielin Army, Houyuan Army and other remnants in the central army.

There were only a dozen sheds and tents on the vast plain, and the simple houses had long been razed to the ground.

Thousands of military horses were mixed together, and the accents of all kinds and places were mixed together.

The Jin army's flags, drums, horns, military books, documents, and daily necessities were scattered all over the ground.

No matter whether it was Li Keyong's tableware or the clothes of male and female waiters. No matter what the origin of a flag was, who created it, how elite it was, or how glorious its military history was, it was destined to be stained with blood and dirt and trampled. I don't know how many waiters, clerks and other non-military personnel cried for surrender, but were also chopped to pieces by the blood-thirsty military horses.

"Quick, go forward and save the lady." The horse guard pointed at Li Si'en and shouted.

The subordinates saw Zhang Hui in the crowd and rode towards him.

In the chaos of the battle, Wang Shi moved faster than them.

A group of Uighurs and Zhao people killed the Jin army protecting Zhang Hui and grabbed Zhang Hui. The bloody steel knife covered with minced meat hit her beautiful face, and the Zhao officer slashed and cursed: "Who are you! You are Liu the thief! You are Cao the thief! Tell me! I will kill her--"

Zhang Hui had already gone insane with fear, and she lay limp in the hands of the Zhao officer, just like Jigong's crazy worldly wife, with her hair disheveled and her face covered in dirt: "Ah, ah? Haha."

With a push of his backhand, the Zhao officer slashed down with his steel knife!

"Bang!" The horse lance came with lightning, sparks splashed everywhere, and the steel knife was opened high. A muffled groan sounded in the mouth of the Zhao officer, and he turned around and chopped with his knife!

Zhang Hui was sleeping in a pool of blood, like a ghost bride, babbling non-stop.

"Bang!" The weapons clashed again. The Zhao officer took three steps back. Just as he was about to strike out with his sword, he was grabbed by the neck and pulled away by a Uighur: "You are blind! That's a saint!"

"Ah? Ah? Saint? Why can't I see him? Where, where?" He looked left and right, and was straightened out by the Uighurs. He said, "Ah, ah, Saint!" He sat down on the ground and laughed, "Saint, Saint..."

Emperor Li rode on a black horse, his Ruyi lotus crown was crooked, his white gauze coat and silver skirt were ragged, and his flesh was all over his body. He pointed his lance at the south sky, panting like an ox: "You have gone crazy!"

After saying that, he turned his horse and shouted at the beast-like soldiers around him: "Don't kill people indiscriminately! Don't kill people indiscriminately! Stop it..."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, arrows flew through the air.

Several spears stabbed at Zhang Hui who was twitching in a pool of blood.

Zhang Hui skillfully dodged by rolling over a few times, then stood up, picked a random direction and ran.

"Help me!" She stumbled over, barefoot, without even a shoe. It was unclear whether the cry of "Help me" was addressed to the saint or to Li Si'en, who was standing diagonally behind the saint.

"Don't be afraid!" The saint instantly locked onto this crazy and beautiful woman in the chaos. His eyes were shining. He waved his spear to block the arrows for Zhang Hui, bent down, and stretched out his bloody palm: "Get on the horse!"

Zhang Huili ignored him and staggered straight towards the saint's mount.

Emperor Li's horse was a pure beast. Apart from being strong and fierce, it was useless. I don't know how many grooms were injured by it. When it saw Zhang Hui coming, it kicked its hooves and ran wildly, causing the saint on its back to slap his head and curse: "Old beast! What are you doing again!"

"This crazy woman! Just chop her up!" Xiao Xiu, who was standing next to her, rolled her eyes in anger, spurred her horse, and rushed towards Zhang Hui: "You're so stupid! Get out of the way! Hold my hand!"

From a distance, Li Si'en also shouted anxiously: "Madam, please don't commit suicide. I will come to save you right away!"

No one expected that Zhang Hui would suddenly appear behind Emperor Li.

He pulled the saddle with both hands, did a split in the air, and before the saint could react, he had already made a beautiful flying kick and climbed onto the horse from behind!
The bloody naked jade feet deftly lifted up the stirrups and stepped on him to death.

Then he put his arms around the saint's waist, put his forehead on his back, and panted violently: "Oh, oh..."

Xiao Xiu stared at him in amazement, then smiled with relief: "Okay, I'm glad he's okay."

"A Xiu, take her away!" Feeling the burning warmth and warmth on his back, and the hands that were tightly holding his waist until it hurt, the saint said anxiously, "Don't hold her like this!"

"I don't." When they looked back and their eyes met, a scent of powder and a woman's body odor entered his mouth and nose.

Zhang Hui slowly loosened her hands and fell on his back, nose to nose, looking at him stubbornly: "I won't get off the horse."

The saint turned around and glanced at her face to face.

Xiao Xiu shrugged, and laughed with his left and right hands: "What do you mean by child of destiny? I think your majesty should not refuse."

Forget it, forget it. The sage has compassion for the world and the people. The battle in the central army has already ended, so he is too lazy to dwell on it.

The one who rescued Zhang Hui was the Saint Yu Zhanshi, who led thousands of Marichi gods and palace guards and pushed them in from the gate.

At this moment, the formation was in disarray, everyone was in a mess, and the horses' bodies were also covered in blood.

In the setting sun, Zhang Hui gently hugged the saint from behind and leaned on his shoulder. A man and a woman, two people and a horse, stood quietly on the dark battlefield.

The soldiers dismounted, some took off their helmets and held them in their arms, breathing heavily, looking down at the remnants of the Jin army that had surrounded them like an iron barrel.

The infantry had already blocked the passage.

The armor was waved in front of the Jin army like a show of strength. The swords and spears retreated and pointed at the Jin army who were pressed back to back. "Are you so cheap? Do you want to be chopped to pieces? Li Keyong is running! Put down the armor and save your life. If you continue to fight, you are not brave and will die."

The chaotic shouts among the Jin army mostly expressed the same meaning.

"Forget it, forget it... King Li doesn't even know whether he is dead or alive, what's the point of fighting? Just surrender, just surrender!"

"I'm afraid of the heat, I'm not going to fight anymore, I'm taking off my armor, whatever happens to me doesn't matter, it's my fault for following the wrong person!"

Amid the shouting, a large group of infantry and cavalry dismounted and removed their armor, sitting or sleeping on the ground with their hands tied. The Jin army trapped in the center numbered more than 5,000 people, a dark mass that was spectacular.

The saint gathered his hair and nonchalantly watched the peaceful scene of the soldiers taking down the enemy troops.

The feeling of enjoyment after victory is just at this moment.

After resting for a while, he ate a sesame cake, drank half a bag of milk squeezed by Luo Fu and Shu Fei, and handed the remaining half bag to Zhang Hui.

After the woman had eaten and drunk something and calmed down a bit, the sage called Lu Yanrang and said, "Take this slave and other captured grooms, waiters, etc. back to the camp and keep them properly."

"As you command." After receiving the order, Lu Yanrang looked at Zhang Hui behind the saint and said, "Come down. How long are you going to hold the saint? Who do you think you are? You can hold the saint whenever you want?"

Zhang Hui was stunned. She just looked at the back of the saint's head and the bloody palm pressing the horse's back: "Is this a saint?"

My body was shaking and I almost fainted.

"Shut up!" Lu Yanrang pulled him off his horse: "Don't fight and you'll save your life, but disrespect will cost you your life."

"Be civilized." The saint cast a look at him: "You are a civil servant, you should be civilized."

"Yes." Lu Yanrang nodded.

"I am not a slave." Before being taken away, Zhang Hui turned around and looked at the saint with complicated eyes: "I am Zhang Hui, the daughter of Yan."

Ah? The Queen of Heaven? The Saint was terrified and tried to identify her face. However, Zhang Hui had already turned around and followed Lu Yanrang away.

Emperor Li could only watch her back as she walked away.

So beautiful, so big, so tall, so fragrant.

Big car...

"Ahem." Xiao Xiu was annoyed and reminded, "It's time to hunt down Li Keyong."

The saint reluctantly withdrew, then shouted and waved: "Have you rested? The battle is not over yet, why are you all sleeping? There is still Li Keyong's head, and tens of thousands of defeated soldiers are waiting to take it! Pan Meng, you take a team of troops to clean up the mess, and the rest of you, follow me to capture Li Keyong!"

The troops rose up one after another, holding up huge numbers of weapons, armors and flags, and followed the saint into the passage.

Looking at the passage littered with corpses and rivers of blood, the saint smiled faintly, his heart and face filled with stubborn pride.

Hahahaha!

It seems that the rise and fall of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms is indeed in the hands of me, Li.

As Bloody Eyes scanned the area, he saw Li Keyong's identity flag dangling at the other end of the passage.

The saint grinned contemptuously and raised his hand gently: "Forward! The enemy is in the East Camp."

The horn sounded right beside my ears, and the war began with a roar.

Like another mountain torrent, it rushed towards Li Keyong in this narrow passage!

Zhu Jin was right in front of him, screaming to the sky: "Kill!"*******
Is this how Hedong is going to play?
No, I, Li Keyong, am just going to play like this?

Li Keyong pulled out several arrows from his armor, limped to his feet, and tremblingly climbed onto his horse.

The defense line he set up with three chevaux de frises had been destroyed by Mo Zang Qiqi. Thirty percent of his 10,000-plus troops were killed or wounded, and not a single arrow was left. Facing Mo Zang Qiqi's arrow formation, they had no way to do anything but retreat.

After setting fire to four barricades to delay the enemy, Li Keyong was walking on the last stretch of the journey and was looking for a position in the East Camp when he was shot off his horse by an arrow from Mo Zangqiqi who rushed out of the fire.

Mo Zangqiqi's hair and clothes were all burning, his armor was even more burned black, and he held an iron spear in his hands. He looked like a demon monkey that had been knocked out of an alchemy furnace. "Haha, Li Keyong! Where are you going!"

After finally healing the wounds, shouts and screams were heard from the raging fire again.

It seems that Li Si'en and the others are finished!
"Kill!" Before Li Keyong could sigh, a large group of infantry and cavalry had already broken through the sea of fire and pursued madly.

Immediately, countless soldiers and horses broke through the blazing fireworks, and strips of burning clothes suddenly flew up.

Li Keyong looked carefully and saw that the son-in-law who had taken the lead had his hair on fire. His coat and sleeves were burning with a sizzling sound. His face, which was completely covered in black ash, showed a loud laugh and a ferocious expression like a devil from hell: "Uncle! I'll see you off!"

"Swoosh!" The saint's flesh and blood were all over the place from shooting the arrow so many times. He grasped the bowstring again with his hand simply bandaged with rags and shot an arrow.

"Puff!" A guard next to Li Keyong had his hat shot off.

Li Keyong was so angry that he jumped up and down. Just as he was about to say something, another volley of arrows flew towards him. Dozens of soldiers screamed and fell off their horses. They had no choice but to stick their butts up and lie on the horses' backs to avoid the arrows.

In the passage, the sound of horse hooves suppressed all other sounds.

Li Keyong's army, whose energy and physical strength had been exhausted to the limit, was completely scattered after being hit like this.

From the start of preparations for the battle last night until now, they have been fighting in a rotation!

The royal army relied on their large numbers and strength to attack, and they could take turns to eat, drink and rest. Even in the fight in the central army just now, the sage also replenished their supplies after the victory. But Li Keyong was attacked one wave after another, and he didn't even have time to save his life. How could he have this time?

At that moment, some were holding bows, some were flying spears, and some were running around in panic.

Some lost their minds, pushed their own people aside, and rushed to the end of the passage howling.

Heads were flying everywhere on the military road behind him, and some were chopped off and rolled in the river of blood.

The Jin soldiers who were climbing up the wall to escape were picked up by the cavalry, stuck on the horse spears, carried away, and then fell under the horses' hooves.

The Jin army, who were covered in dust and dirt, just opened their mouths wide, watching the seemingly endless soldiers nimbly climb over the barricades and wade through the blood and mud. Watching the cold steel knives rushing in front of them!

"Your Majesty, the saint is catching up!" cried a Tatar general.

Li Keyong nodded in a daze.

Looking back at the Tielin Army, the Congmazhi Army and the Houyuan Army, the backbone troops used to achieve his ambitions, which were almost killed or wounded one-sidedly, Li Keyong spat out a mouthful of blood and almost turned his horse around to fight with Li Ye, the little beast!

Fortunately, his trusted confidants were sober-minded. As soon as they saw the situation, they realized that they could not buy more time, and Li Keyong would only be giving away his life if he stepped in.

"Let's go!" The Tatar Shatuo guards carried Li Keyong away.

They didn't care about other people or things. They were trapped, their arrows were empty, and their horses were dying, but the king's army had plenty of men and horses. At this point, I was afraid that another army and horse would rest and be ready to attack.

If we leave now, we don’t know if we can get away, so how can we let Li Keyong continue to defend!

The army that withdrew from the camp and headed for Puzhou Pass could no longer expect anyone to cover their retreat.

The soldiers who have not escaped from the camp should wish themselves good luck!

The army is finished!
Now, what these trusted sons and daughters have to do is to ensure Li Keyong's escape. We will see what happens next.

Hundreds of cavalry guards and military officers surrounded Li Keyong and galloped out of the east gate.

Who cares about the life and death of Zhou Dewei and others!
Outside, there were still some infantry and cavalry gathered, seemingly waiting for Li Keyong. Seeing the uniforms of the guards in front of the tent, several officers rode their horses and shouted, "General, General! Take us with you, it will be safer! It's not easy for us to gather the warriors, if you leave, everything will be in chaos!"

"Shoot, shoot!" Several guards shouted anxiously. Most of these infantrymen were foot soldiers. Bringing them along would slow down their speed.

So those officers were shot dead on their horses.

But when Li Keyong and his party had not gone far from Tonglingbi, everyone was filled with extreme panic.

The chaotic plain was filled with fighting horses. The troops were large and small. The Jin army, which formed a long dragon, relied on large carts to transport baggage and hurried along with torches in the twilight.

More Rangers were shouting and jumping on both sides of the convoy, harassing them continuously.

What was even more terrifying was that dozens of wandering small groups of infantry and cavalry surrounded them!

"Li Keyong?!"

"The one wearing the red robe is Li Keyong!"

"Which unit are you from? Get out of here! We'll beat you up!"

"The one riding the black horse is Li Keyong! If you kill this fellow, I'm afraid you will be granted a title of nobility right here!"

"The thief Li has changed his clothes! The one wearing the uniform of a soldier is Li Keyong!"

"Everyone, don't panic, don't fight, no matter which part you are in, cooperate! Kill him and share the reward and credit equally!"

Li Keyong lay on the horse's back. He was so heroic that he didn't care about his decent posture. He hugged the horse's neck tightly, with fear written all over his face.

“Roar, roar, roar, kill!”

The wandering souls were getting closer and closer, and some even rushed to the left, making gestures and whistling at Li Keyong.

God knows how these bad guys can have endless energy after fighting a life-and-death battle with us in the camp!

The guards around Li Keyong left in small groups one after another, hoping to use their bravery that was one in a hundred to stop these wild wolves.

But on the green fields under the night, there were more and more enemy cavalry and torches.

The saint seemed to have detected their whereabouts and chased them out.

Gradually, they began to hear the cavalrymen's excited cheers, shouts, and claps: "Sai Taizong! Sai Taizong! Li Wudi! Li Wudi..."

It seems that the saint is very close.

The hearts of the guards and military officers who were supporting Li Keyong grew colder and colder. But they still gritted their teeth and discussed, and then sent out teams of several horses and several riders to cover the rear, transforming into men and horses, to help Li Keyong survive.

"Put me down!" Li Keyong, who suddenly had a nosebleed, wiped the blood and straightened his hunched back: "Give me the weapon, I'll fight!"

"Shut up!" Amidst Li Keyong's muffled groans and cries of pain, a Tatar general knocked him unconscious with three punches and two kicks.

"Change the camel for the king. The horse doesn't have enough patience and stamina!" The Tatar general dragged Li Keyong, who was sleeping like a baby.

"Camel? It's without armor. It will be killed by an arrow." A Shatuo guard jumped off the donkey cart and said, "Take this. I specially kept this donkey. I just pulled it out when we broke through the encirclement. It's very useful!"

"Well, well!" The Tatar general carried Li Keyong on the donkey cart, then looked back and said, "Brothers, I'm going! Take care of yourselves! If it doesn't work, surrender."

"Don't worry, we all have our own plans." Everyone smiled, waved their hands, and urged him to leave quickly.

"Then I'll go!" After settling Li Keyong, the Tatar general drove the donkey himself. With a whip, the donkey went crazy and fled into the night like a cannonball.

"kill!"

"Where is Li Keyong? Why is he gone?"

"Holy benevolence, holy benevolence, I saw it! I saw it! Li Keyong rode a donkey cart towards Yangshu Village!"

"All right, my friends, follow me to hunt down the one-eyed dragon!" On the galloping chariot, the saint brandished his spear: "Flay the one-eyed dragon's skin and use its tendons as bowstrings! If you can get Li Keyong's arm, I will make him a viscount!"

******
Li Keyong, who had been drowsy all the way on the donkey cart, finally woke up.

Suddenly, a voice was heard admonishing in my ear: "My king, I will hold it off for a while! This donkey is exhausted, and the ten thousand riders are chasing it in turns. It can't escape, so go into the forest! This is where I remember it when I came here, near Puguan Bridge. My king! You must run across the river, I'll wait for death, please take care of yourself!"

Before Li Keyong could hear clearly, he saw the Tatar general pick up a knife and a torch and rush into the eerie dead night: "Quick, go here, go here!"

Li Keyong's cat urine kept flowing, and there was only despair in his heart.

Soon, a large group of fire navy cavalry broke through the darkness: "Li Keyong is there! Seconds and thirds, chase him!"

Li Keyong leaned against the tree trunk, staring intently, not daring to breathe.

After the army had gone far away, he observed with disappointment.

Only then did he realize that there were only five guards left around him.

All I could see was a gloomy forest with melting snow. The forest was peaceful and quiet.

I don’t know where I am, and I don’t know what time it is.

Li Keyong felt a chill on his face and in his heart. Could this be the place where I would die?
"Where is this?" He pulled a guard over and asked in a low voice.

"The Dragon Locking Tower at Pujin Pass." The guard replied, "We passed by here when we entered the pass."

Dragon Locking Platform... Li Keyong said quietly, "My nickname is One-Eyed Dragon, and the place where I am escaping now is called Dragon Locking Platform. It seems that this is the burial place given to me by God."

Just as I finished expressing my feelings, I saw a large number of torches in the dark.

Five Shatuo guards pulled Li Keyong up and carried him into the snowy forest. One of the five men led the way, one stood guard at the back, two kept watch, and one carried Li Keyong on his shoulders. He was already at the limit of his strength and just ran with Li Keyong in a daze with his mind: "We're here, we're here... We'll be safe when we get to Puqiao and meet the army crossing the river..."

Li Keyong also understood that the guard could not hold on any longer and was just making false promises to himself to try to hold on a little longer.

"Not good." The guard behind caught up and said in a low voice: "Stop talking, someone is coming outside!"

Li Keyong pricked up his ears and heard faint shouting and cursing from afar.

The noisy crowds of people all mean the same thing.

"Which incarnation is this?"

"Look at these footprints. One of them is being supported. It is most likely the one-eyed man. Didn't you hear what the saint said? He has several wounds on his body."

"No matter what! Chase them and kill them all!"

Li Keyong staggered forward with the help of others, smiling bitterly: "My ancestors, grandfather, and sir, if it were you, how could you be so miserable? My grandfather fled thousands of miles away, and was in desperate situations many times, but he always racked his brains to save the situation, and finally brought his people to life. I led an army of 50,000, but was defeated and retreated, leaving only myself. In comparison, I am far inferior to you..."

After escaping in the snowy forest for an unknown amount of time, the two Shatuo guards on the left and right suddenly stopped, knelt on one knee in front of Li Keyong with their swords in hand, and said, "If it were our ancestors, they would never gamble their ambitions with the lives of us Shatuo disciples like this... If Your Majesty still has the family and us in your heart, please give us a few breaths. We wanted to say it before but didn't dare to... That's it, now we have to go! Your Majesty must struggle out and repent. The fate of Shatuo and the hope of reviving Shatuo all depend on you, Your Majesty!"

Li Keyong sat under the tree and laughed dryly: "I have always been so conceited..."

"Stop making noise and go!" Two guards kicked his shoulders.

Li Keyong patted their rough faces, then patted his chest: "I am indeed a bastard..."

He turned around and crawled in the darkness.

He was exhausted, and the wound in his thigh was flaring up quickly. He was feverish and shivering, and when he walked, one foot was light and the other was heavy. He saw double. Soon, he heard the sound of fighting behind him.

After eating a few mouthfuls of snow to quench his thirst in the forest, Li Keyong walked and stopped from time to time, aiming at Puqiao and walking subconsciously. After an unknown amount of time, he missed a step, rolled down the snow bank, and fell into a mud pit.

Apart from the chaos, all that could be heard was noise and bustle.

It seemed as if they had arrived at a battlefield. Li Keyong opened his eyes with difficulty and saw the Jin army crossing the river in a large number, with a solemn battle array and numerous torches not far away.

There was a noise overhead.

Before he could look, a man came down the pond and chopped him in the face with an axe.

Li Keyong used all his strength to kick the axe away. There was a commotion on the pond. Some people shouted that they wanted to shoot arrows, even if they killed him, some were afraid of accidentally hurting their comrades, and some wanted to take his head. The dispute was unresolved.

"Fuck you!" The man rode on Li Keyong and stabbed him in the throat with a dagger.

“Swish, swish, swish…” Arrows flew everywhere, and chaotic shouts came from the riverside: “There’s someone over there! There’s someone!”

"Killing him counts!" One man was knocked down on the top of the pond, and the others said anxiously.

The man stabbed with his knife but failed to subdue the man.

"Bang." Another one came down from the pond.

The knife chopped down, and Li Keyong, who was lying on the ground wrestling with the man with sweat all over his face, tried to dodge, but he couldn't get out completely. He dodged the head and body, but his left arm flew out.

Hot blood splattered the snow into bright red dots.

The man wanted to chop again, but a large group of cavalry came and threw spears and arrows at the group.

The knife-wielder rolled to avoid the attack, and the man was hit by an arrow. Li Keyong was also hit by a spear, which pierced his right shoulder blade.

"Let's go!" The two men looked around with resentment and climbed up the hill to leave.

Li Keyong bit his lip, kicked and floundered on the ground, and slowly stood up with a sound of "uh". Then he pressed his bleeding arm and tried to stand firm, to show his subordinates the image of a commander. But he failed to hold on, and after a few twitches, he retreated unconsciously.

After taking a few steps, he leaned heavily against a tree trunk and slowly slid down to the ground.

The snow powder from the treetops fell down and covered his hair and face.

Li Keyong closed his eyes quietly.

On the twenty-seventh day of the first lunar month in the fourth year of Qianning, the sage won the battle of Zuofengyi.

(End of this chapter)