Three Kingdoms: Jiangdong is no longer a rat

Chapter 128 Survive

In fact, not long after Zhang Gong sent out the two scouts, he received a military order from Zhu Zhi, asking him to lead his troops to Lushan in order to join the main army.

Only then did Zhang Gong realize how critical the situation was. Zhu Zhi did not allow him to go to Shanyin Pavilion because he was worried that he would follow in the footsteps of Tao Qian and Sun Yu.

The military situation was urgent, and Zhang Gong did not dare to delay at all. He immediately led his troops on the journey, leaving only two soldiers behind to wait for the scouts who had not returned.

Unexpectedly, when the two scouts arrived at the Shanyin battlefield, they didn't see a single Zhu Zhijun soldier. All they saw were corpses strewn across the ground. Panic-stricken, they hurried back, only to run into enemy scouts on the way and be caught red-handed.

After a round of interrogation, Zhang Gong's whereabouts were undoubtedly exposed.

Zhang Gong had only 500 men under his command, and few experienced scouts. Not only did he fail to notice the enemy scouts following behind him, he also failed to detect the ambush troops in the direction of Lushan, and was completely unaware of the danger lurking around him.

Zhang Gong himself was also in a trance at this time, and a thought gradually arose in his mind: Will Zhu Zhi abandon him?

This is very possible.

Due to the rugged and difficult mountain roads, his marching speed was much slower than expected, and he had already missed the time for the two armies to meet up. How could Zhu Zhi stop the entire army just for a mere 500 people?

Driven by his inner anxiety, Zhang Gong led his troops on a hurried march, not even bothering to check the conditions along the way, as this would delay the march.

Only in some dangerous areas will scouts be sent out to investigate and wait for a while.

For example, Lushan.

When the towering peaks of Lushan Mountain came into view, Zhang Gong felt a surge of hope that the two armies would reunite. He summoned a military officer and ordered, "Send someone to Lushan Mountain to investigate immediately!"

The general took the order and left.

Zhang Gong's horse had been abandoned during the march, and his heavy armor had been taken off. Taking advantage of the scouts' leisure time, he ordered people to fetch the armor and put it on again.

After putting on his armor, he waited anxiously for a moment before seeing several scouts return: "Reporting to the Sima, nothing suspicious was found on Lushan Mountain."

Zhang Gong breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt excited. Once they left Lushan, they would be in Yong'an!

He waved his arms, his armor rustling, and shouted to his left and right, "Brothers, hurry up! Captain Zhu is waiting for us up ahead!"

The soldiers cheered, those who had taken off their armor put them back on, those who were hungry quickly took a few bites of dry food, cheered themselves up, and marched towards Lushan.

After walking a few hundred steps, we came to the area between two hills, and the narrow path began to turn into a mountain road half a meter wide.

The soldiers had been climbing the wild ridge for two or three hours. They were all overjoyed to see this scene. They quickened their pace and did not notice that there was not even a sound of birds or animals singing from the hills on both sides. It was so quiet that it was terrifying!
Clang!

Just as most of the 500 soldiers stepped onto the mountain road between the tombs, the originally silent valley suddenly rang with the sound of rapid gongs, followed by a sharp and strange sound that pierced the sky. Rolling logs and waist-wide boulders poured down from the top of the mountain, instantly blocking both ends of the valley.

More than ten soldiers were unable to dodge and died under the stones and wood after only a few short screams.

Zhang Gong was a veteran of battles, and after a moment's pause, he reacted and roared, "Set up your shields! Quickly move the rocks and wood, and retreat to the back mountain!"

At this time, he no longer cared about meeting up with Zhu Zhi. He just wanted to retreat into the mountains behind to avoid the crisis first.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise from the hills on both sides, and dense figures emerged like ghosts, standing all over the mountain. Then, arrows rained down like a torrential rain.

Bang bang bang!
Arrows pierced the wooden shield, making a dull thud that made people's eardrums vibrate.

Although Zhang Gong had his soldiers set up wooden shields in advance, there were too many arrows to stop them. Before the wood and stones were moved away, more than a hundred soldiers were lying in a pool of blood.

Zhang Gong was filled with both shock and anger. These soldiers under his command were elite warriors who had fought for many years, and he could not believe that they would die here in such an abject manner. At this moment, the enemy army on the mountain let out a cry and split into two groups. One group continued to rain arrows down the mountain, while the other rushed to the two ends of the valley, cutting off Zhang Gong's retreat.

Zhang Gong was filled with despair, thinking that his life was over. Suddenly, the rain of arrows around him stopped, and then he heard a clear voice shouting, "Zhang Gong, do you want to surrender?"

The densely packed enemy troops shouted in unison: "Zhang Gong, are you willing to surrender?"

Countless voices merged into one, echoing in the valley for a long time.

Zhang Gong was about to shout, "There are only generals who die in battle, no surrender!", when suddenly the surroundings fell silent and that clear voice rang out again: "I will count to three. If you do not surrender, your entire army will be exterminated!" The voice was filled with a chilling murderous intent, leaving no room for doubt about its determination.

The surrounding soldiers were horrified when they heard this and cast pleading glances at Zhang Gong.

"one two three!"

The clear voice was like a life-threatening note, striking everyone's heart again and again.

Zhang Gong's heart was torn. At the last moment, he suddenly shouted, "Zhang Gong surrenders!"

The voice is sad, as if filled with endless reluctance, yet full of helplessness.

The soldiers around were in a state of mixed emotions, but they all breathed a sigh of relief and put down their weapons one after another amid the enemy's shouts.

Of the more than one hundred soldiers who fled to the back mountain, some continued to flee into the mountains, while others walked over tremblingly and joined the surrendered army.

A rough count showed that there were about three hundred surrendered soldiers.

Zhang Gong, his heart in turmoil, was brought before Yan Yi and knelt on the ground with a look of humiliation on his face: "Greetings, Young Master!"

Yan Yi helped him up, a smile that made his hair stand on end crept up on his face. "Tonight, I'll watch Zhu Zhizhi's head with you."

He then ordered the entire army to assemble and continue marching towards Qiantang.

By the time the entire army had walked out of Lushan, the sky gradually turned golden red, like ink splashed on a painting, creating a brilliant scene. The sun was setting in the west, and dusk was approaching.

In Zhu Zhi's eyes, this scene was like a blood-red setting sun, representing the hero's end.

Although they held out until dusk, they were forced to flee southwest due to reinforcements from Yong'an from the north. Not only were they getting farther and farther away from Mogan Mountain, but they were also left with only about 400 men, and almost everyone was injured.

Han Youjun's situation was even worse, with casualties reaching more than 3,000.

Soldiers on both sides were blood-curdling, fighting like wild beasts. Even though their armor was torn and their swords were broken, no one paid any attention, only fighting to the death.

Corpses were scattered throughout the ten-mile radius of Yong'an, a scene of extreme tragedy.

Zhu Zhi looked around and said in a hoarse voice, "Hold on a little longer. Wait until dark, and there will be a chance of survival."

When he set out from Qiantang, he had more than 30 generals by his side. Now, there are only more than 10 people left by his side, and more than 10 generals, including Dong Yue, have died in battle.

Zhu Zhi was defeated only twice in his life. Once was when he attacked Luoyang, when he was defeated by Xu Rong, and the other time was now.

Both defeats resulted in heavy casualties, and this time they were in a desperate situation.

But Zhu Zhi no longer cared about the so-called casualties at this moment. A voice was roaring in his heart: I want to survive, I want revenge!
Only by beheading Yan Yi and Han You with his own hands can he relieve the hatred in his heart!
(End of this chapter)