The king himself was hit by an arrow and was not dead for a while, but he was still in danger.
In the chaos of the battlefield, it was impossible for his men to save him, so they could only flee with him.
How could Yang Yuchun let go of such a good opportunity?
Without waiting to gather his infantry, he directly called the people around him and began to chase them.
Obviously there were only a thousand people around him, but the rebels were too frightened to fight.
The two sides chased each other and fled, heading east along the southern foot of the mountain range.
The chase and escape lasted for several days.
The rebels were completely dispersed, leaving only the strongest, more than 10,000 people, able to gather together.
Yang Yuchun couldn't find his own army, but even with the rebel army, he decided to grit his teeth and persevere, making a go of it.
Wang Ziyong's life force is slowly passing away, and he can no longer move.
"Is there...can someone come to save me?"
In these days of confusion, Wang Ziyong could no longer grasp the situation.
However, he could feel that his side's situation was very bad.
His number one confidant Qianli Feng was beside him and burst into tears when he heard this.
"Brother, we are finished! No one is coming to save us, they are all watching our jokes."
Wang Ziyong said that he wanted to rest for a long time, but he did not agree with what he said.
"Most of the leaders of the thirty-six battalions are untrustworthy, but General Chuang, Lao Huihui, is a man of faith. Lao Huihui is thousands of miles away, beyond reach. General Chuang... Since General Chuang said he would come, he will definitely come.
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"Pooh!"
Qianli Feng gritted his teeth.
"It's already this time. Li Zicheng is coming early."
Wang Ziyong just shook his head, reached over, grabbed Qianli Feng's hand, and gave instructions earnestly.
"Brother, you have a hot temper and find it difficult to get along with others. After...after I die, you go...you go find the general and hand the big guy over to him. You...you find a safe place and live a good life.
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He knew that his time was running out, and the only thing he couldn't worry about was these loyal men and this brother who would obey his words.
He knew very well that with Qianli Feng's temperament, if he did not take care of him in the future and stayed among the rebels, he would only seek death.
It's better to find a place where you can hide your name and live peacefully.
Qianli Feng is a reckless man, stubborn and won't listen at all.
He took out a ginseng stick from his arms, cut off a piece and stuffed it into Wang Ziyong's mouth.
"Brother, I will definitely take you out and find a doctor for you."
Yang Yuchun didn't give them much time to rest and quickly caught up with them again.
Hearing the chaos in the rear and many people being killed, Qianli Feng could only keep his anxiety in his heart and continue to run while protecting Wang Ziyong.
At this moment, he felt very regretful.
It would be nice to not just focus on fighting on weekdays, but to learn more about the art of war.
That way, after Wang Ziyong falls, he won't have any ability to command his troops.
The mountain road is difficult to navigate, becomes more and more rugged, and gradually converges toward the middle, forming a narrow and steep valley.
This place is obviously a dangerous and deadly place, but Qianli Feng can no longer care about it.
He ordered the soldiers to carry Wang Ziyong to go first, and he personally led the elite to the rear.
Yang Yuchun quickly caught up and saw the situation at Taniguchi and couldn't help but hesitate.
But thinking about it carefully, Wang Ziyong didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the bandits were defeated. He kept chasing closely behind him, giving no time for the bandits to stop.
If that's the case, what are you still afraid of?
"Kill! Kill all these thieves and bandits. I will ask you for credit when you get back!"
The morale of the officers and soldiers was greatly boosted, and they immediately rushed towards the mouth of the valley.
Qianli Feng also tried his best to stop the army.
He brandished a big sword, commanding from a high position, and kept slashing.
In a short time, he was injured in several places, but he didn't even frown.
The officers and soldiers suffered a large number of casualties, but they could not be captured.
Yang Yuchun hid behind and observed carefully, and saw an opportunity.
He called some soldiers and went to cut down a big log in the distance.
The fight was going on in Qianlifeng, and it had not been this exciting for a long time. Unexpectedly, the wind from the side was very strong, and he didn't have time to think too much, and he slashed with his knife.
But when I turned my head around, I couldn't help but be stunned.
I saw a piece of wood that was as thick as a person's arms hit me.
Qianli Feng only had one thought in his mind: How to cut this?
Immediately, the person was knocked off the boulder.
He fell down and struggled to stand up.
But the officers and soldiers didn't give him a chance, they threw the big tree down on his head, and the mountain of black shadow completely enveloped him.
Qianli Feng turned out to be afraid of death, but unfortunately he couldn't escape.
"Bang..."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a man who looked like an iron tower was smashed into a meat pie.
Yang Yuchun laughed wildly and pointed forward with his knife.
"Chasing, I must get Zijin Liang's head today!"
At his urging, thousands of officers and soldiers rushed into the valley.
Directly in front, the bandits surrounding Wang Ziyong had not gone too far. Seeing the officers and soldiers catching up so quickly, these people immediately became a mess.
Many people did not care about the king's own use and began to escape on their own.
There were only more than a hundred loyal people left around Wang Ziyong. They held up their weapons in despair, blocked in front of Wang Ziyong, and looked at the rushing officers and soldiers with hatred.
"Hahaha, it's fitting that I have made such a great contribution. What kind of thing is he Zuo Liangyu, and what merits does he have, why should he be granted the title of Uncle?"
With great success ahead of him, Yang Yuchun finally revealed his inner thoughts.
If you don't want to be in the limelight at this time, when will you wait?
He took the lead, raised his saber high, and rushed forward.
They were just foot soldiers, and he had already imagined the grand scene of them being trampled on in succession.
From a distance of more than 100 meters, the horse came with a breath. Yang Yuchun pulled the reins, and the horse leaped high, like a god descending to earth.
Wang Ziyong's personal soldiers looked up, the fear and despair on their faces made Yang Yuchun even more proud.
The sky above his head suddenly darkened, making Yang Yuchun a little confused.
Then the howling wind came before our eyes.
Without giving him any time to react, a boulder weighing hundreds of kilograms knocked him away.
Yang Yuchun flew backwards for more than ten meters like a rag. The blood spurted from his mouth streaked across the sky, like the red clouds of autumn.
"Why?"
Just such a startling thought flashed through Yang Yuchun's heart, and the world in front of him turned completely dark.
The officers and soldiers were in an uproar. They did not expect that their general would be lost like this.
When I looked up, I saw that on the high places on both sides of the valley, flags were already flying, and soldiers and horses were like a tide.
Countless elite soldiers and generals gathered around this majestic, purple-faced man in linen robes and a felt hat.
Not only that, the way the officers and soldiers came had also been cut off.
Instead, they became turtles in a urn.
It took a long time for the king's personal soldiers to come out of their shock. When they saw the big man with a purple face, they couldn't help crying with joy.
"Enter the future!"
"Come into the future and save us!"
Wang Ziyong, who was in a daze, couldn't help but curl up his mouth when he heard these cheers. He was finally satisfied.
