Wei Xiaobao's Three Kingdoms Adventure

Chapter 155 How to escape?

Han Sui did not dare to advance rashly. After he found that the fire was out, he chased into Yingchoujian but could not find any trace of the enemy.

It was a dark and windy night, so Han Sui decided to camp overnight and continue his march after dawn the next day.

When Wei Xiaobao saw the soldiers sent by Han Sui returning from Yingchoujian, he guessed that Ma Yunlu and his men had retreated safely.

By the second half of the night, when everyone was exhausted, Wei Xiaobao decided to steal the camp.

Han Sui was terrified by the fire and took great care to set up his camp, ensuring that each camp could support each other while also providing ample firebreaks. This arrangement did prevent the enemy from setting fire to the entire camp, but it also gave Wei Xiaobao an opportunity to sneak into the enemy camp.

Wei Xiaobao took advantage of the cover of dusk and the blind spots between the camps and slowly reached the enemy's rear camp.

Two soldiers sneaked into the camp to confirm the location of the military supplies and came back to report to Wei Xiaobao.

Wei Xiaobao carefully observed the rear army's deployment and the soldiers' patrol patterns, then said to his men, "The enemy's defenses are tight. If we all set fire together, I'm afraid we won't be able to burn more than a few carts of supplies before we're discovered. I'll take two people and go around to the south to set fire. When the enemy comes chasing, the rest of you will set fire to the supply carts in the north. Throw all the kerosene you have into the enemy camp and burn as much as you can.

Take advantage of the chaos to seize the horses, then rendezvous in the woods to the west. If you can't find anyone, retreat to Tianshui without delay."

"General Wei, let us lure the enemy away!" Everyone knew that Wei Xiaobao's side was in greater danger, so they all volunteered to fight.

Wei Xiaobao said, "I have fought all the way from Yanzhou to the Yangtze River, and from the Central Plains to Xiliang, and no one has ever been able to kill me."

After saying that, Wei Xiaobao took the two people who had just explored the way and went around from the back of the military camp to the south.

After a while, fire was lit in the south and shouts of killing were heard from the military camp.

The soldiers who stayed behind knew that Wei Xiaobao had succeeded, so they took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the barracks, lit kerosene bottles and threw them at the baggage carts.

The grain transport officer under Han Sui was none other than Yang Qiu, who had surrendered a few days ago. He was currently leading his army in pursuit of Wei Xiaobao. Upon seeing the fire in the north, he hurriedly sent troops to rescue the area.

By the time the fire-fighting soldiers arrived at the fire scene, the dozen or so Tianshui soldiers who had set the fire had already snatched horses and escaped from the barracks, fleeing westward in the dark night.

These more than ten people were elite cavalrymen under Ma Chao. Even though they were riding horses in the dark, their speed did not decrease at all.

The pursuers could no longer see them after chasing for a few miles, so they had to give up and return to the barracks.

Wei Xiaobao was not so lucky. With only three men and six legs, there was no way he could outrun the cavalry behind him, and he was soon caught up by Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu didn't say much. When he saw the black shadow swaying in front of him, he ordered his men to shoot arrows.

Dozens of arrows flew through the air, making strange whistling sounds in the dark night, echoing throughout the valley.

When Wei Xiaobao heard that someone behind him had fallen to the ground after being shot by an arrow, he was frightened. He pulled up another person and quickly used his amazing kung fu to dodge left and right.

The night was so dark that the road was already unclear, and with someone else in tow, Wei Xiaobao's movements were not as agile as usual. After dodging several times, he was still hit by an arrow.

Wei Xiaobao was wearing precious clothes, so the arrow that hit his back only caused him a slight pain. Unfortunately, the soldier next to him could not get up after being shot.

Wei Xiaobao, who was alone, saw the pursuers behind him getting closer and closer. In a panic, he felt his feet go empty and his body suddenly fell down. Then he sat heavily on the ground and slid down the hillside rapidly.

Wei Xiaobao used his hands and feet to claw around, and then landed on the root of a big tree, which hurt so much that he saw stars. Even so, Wei Xiaobao gritted his teeth and dared not make a sound.

A firelight lit up overhead, and a voice rang out: "The thief who stole the camp has fallen off the cliff. There's no need to chase him!"

Wei Xiaobao crawled on the tree roots all night until the dazzling sunlight opened his eyes.

Wei Xiaobao looked up and saw the edge of the cliff at least three feet away. Looking down again, he saw muddy river water rushing past his feet. Fortunately, the tree roots were strong, so Wei Xiaobao didn't have to worry about falling for the time being.

But then comes the problem: how can we climb up?
The cliffs are almost bare except for the tree roots. Even if there are some slopes, it is impossible for human beings to climb up.

The distance between tree roots is so great that even if you jump over them, you may not be able to reach them.

Wei Xiaobao regretted being lazy during his martial arts training and could only lie on the tree and wait for death.

Han Sui's army had already moved out of camp. Wei Xiaobao judged from the sounds coming from them that the enemy had returned to Wuwei.

"It seems my plan was successful. I burned a lot of Han Sui's food and supplies, so we can't fight in Chang'an anymore. It's a pity that I can't protect myself now. Even if my plan succeeds, I won't hear anyone praise me."

The sun was high in the sky and Wei Xiaobao was extremely hungry and thirsty, so he had to lean forward and grab a handful of tender shoots from the tree roots to satisfy his hunger.

As the tender buds entered his mouth, a green and astringent taste instantly filled his mouth and nose, causing Wei Xiaobao to vomit violently due to nausea.

"If I had waited until Ma Yunlu discovered that I hadn't escaped back to Tianshui and sent someone to rescue me, I would have been dead. Rather than starve to death here, I might as well give it a try!"

After confirming again that he could not climb up, Wei Xiaobao decided to jump into the river.

Wei Xiaobao took out the dagger from his bosom and said to himself, "Fortunately, Ma Yunlu didn't take the dagger, otherwise I wouldn't even have the chance to jump into the river now."

Wei Xiaobao was worried about drowning if he jumped into the water, so he thought of cutting off the tree roots and hugging them as he jumped into the water to increase his chances of survival.

He did it right away, and the dagger was already stuck into the tree roots.

Although this dagger is sharp, it is too short and can only cut around one side.

Wei Xiaobao put away his dagger, wrapped his hands and feet around the tree roots, and hammered his buttocks up and down, hoping to break the roots.

After moving a few times, Wei Xiaobao felt that his actions were really vulgar and ineffective, so he turned down and hung under the tree roots, shaking his body.

At this time, only the central part of the thousand-year-old tree root was bearing force. After being tossed around by Wei Xiaobao, a sudden breaking sound was heard and the entire tree root tilted down.

Wei Xiaobao held on to the tree roots tightly and didn't dare to let go. The sweat on his forehead had already been dripping down like rain.

The fibers of the tree roots are tough, and only a few connections remain, and they are still not completely broken.

Wei Xiaobao was hung in the air and swung on the swing.

After his heartbeat gradually calmed down, Wei Xiaobao slowly turned around and climbed up, took out his dagger and swung it down fiercely.

The remaining tree tendons broke with a sound.

Wei Xiaobao and the tree roots fell off the cliff together.

"Your grandfather is Hong Antong, I will not let you go even if I die!"

Wei Xiaobao, who was in mid-air, did not forget to curse Master Hong, the culprit who had caused him to suffer such a fate.

After a loud "splash", water splashed several feet high on the water surface.

After a long time, the unconscious Wei Xiaobao surfaced, holding the dagger tightly in his hand, but there was no trace of the tree roots.

(End of this chapter)