Lin Shaoyu's decisive shot had no chance to strike. The three armies from the General's Mansion, the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Yangzhou had already arrived.
Lin Chong rushed to the front of the formation holding a big flag, and the two sides rolled together and fought for a while.
In the chaos of the army, Lin Shaoyu's cruelty was even more visible. He rode a black horse and rampaged through the ranks, dripping with blood wherever he went.
Yu Chili was watching the battle. He and Lin Shaoyu's father, Lin Wentian, were officials in the same court, and the relationship between the two parties was even good. Looking at this scene, he was in a daze, wondering how Lin Wentian could cultivate such a monster.
It's not that Lin Shaoyu can't be killed now, but the price to pay for killing him is too high. In this short period of time, seven or eight generals have been killed and their bodies are lying on the battlefield.
The talents that Yuchili had worked so hard to cultivate could not withstand such consumption. Seeing that his men had snatched Lin Letian back, Yuchili ordered his troops to retreat.
As soon as the general's palace retreated, the other princes also retreated. After leaving some corpses and leaving some enemy corpses behind, the rebel army retreated back to the Tiger's Killing Pass.
The soldiers and horses of various princes were still guarding outside the killing tiger's mouth and were not in a hurry to attack. Anyway, as long as the siege continues, the rebel army will be wiped out sooner or later. What needs to be considered more than this is the changes after killing Lin Shaoyu.
Will the princes from all walks of life who join forces to fight against the enemy start fighting with each other?
"Is your Highness okay?"
Inside the camp, Cui Guang asked concernedly.
"Oh, I'm fine. It's just a pity that I couldn't kill Lin Shaoyu." Li Xingzai was not seriously injured, and he was very courageous to begin with. The fight between the two armies in front of the formation could not do anything to him.
"It is already a gain that His Highness can go out today." Cui Xiang said: "Everyone knows that His Highness was the most favored by Emperor Ming at the beginning, and this throne should have been His Highness's."
"Ha, it's not too late to discuss this matter. Let's kill Lin Shaoyu first to avenge our father." Li Xingzai said.
"Of course, of course." Cui Xiang said: "The traitor Lin Shaoyu has already caught a turtle in a urn and is doomed. It is always right to consider some things in advance."
Li Xingzai fell silent. Cui Xiang was right. No matter how brave Lin Shaoyu is, on the battlefield, it is not the strength of an ordinary man that can reverse the situation. He will be killed sooner or later.
Thinking of this, Li Xingzai couldn't help but feel a little sad. Lin Shaoyu is a character anyway, but now he is a hero who is short of breath and at the end of his road.
If possible, Li Xingzai hopes to kill Lin Shaoyu himself, firstly for revenge, and secondly to give Cheng Dalei an explanation. If Lin Shaoyu is destined to die, it is better to die in his own hands than to die in the hands of Wu Mingxiao.
Thinking of this, Li Xingzai's heart suddenly moved: "Have you killed that Cheng Dalei...?"
Cui Xiang, who looked like he had pearls of wisdom in his hands, was suddenly startled and said awkwardly: "Not yet."
The battle here is in full swing, and the pursuit of Cheng Dalei has never stopped. However, the results are always somewhat unexpected. The princes from all walks of life have sent out masters, and the grassland is full of murderous intentions. Some even touch Cheng Dalei's shadow.
No, some of them were able to find Cheng Dalei, but ended up being killed by him, so they might as well not have been able to touch them.
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At night, kill the tiger inside its mouth.
Lin Shaoyu was sitting on a big rock, bandaging his wounds. His left shoulder was pierced by a spear, and one of his arms was considered useless. Nowadays, there was a lack of doctors and medicine in the team, so they just bandaged it with clothes.
In front of him was a fast-flowing river, and on the other side of the river, there were also heavy troops stationed.
There were footsteps behind him, and Lin Shaoyu didn't turn around, so he knew it was Lin Chong coming over.
"Shaoyu, what are you looking at?"
"Look over there...is it Qingniu Mountain?" Lin Shaoyu pointed to the mountains in the distance.
Lin Chong put up an awning with his hands and was blocked in the tiger's mouth. He was always thinking about how to get out of the trap. He was so busy that he never thought of taking a look in the distance.
Seeing the ups and downs of the mountains, Lin Chong was startled: "It seems to be Qingniu Mountain."
"Yeah, that's where I'm from."
Lin Shaoyu sighed softly and remembered the past. Back then, he left home for the first time, rode a horse, and straddled a spear. He thought about how happy it would be to ride a white horse in the world without relying on the family's cover.
However, this world gave him a slap in the face. There is no world, and a person is just alive.
I met Cheng Dalei in Qingniu Mountain, and he became a bandit out of nowhere. After that, he attacked the Rong tribe, caused trouble in Chang'an, and the Justice Cult started an uprising. He was wiped out and then started uprising again... and then he came to where he is today. He was once a handsome young man, but he has experienced all the vicissitudes of life.
The river in front of him was surging, making it impossible to enter, but behind him were three thousand defeated soldiers, each with wounds of various sizes. These people were once ordinary farmers, hunters, and coolies, but now they are as ruthless as wolves.
As miserable as a dog.
"Why is this happening? Why is this happening?" Lin Shaoyu sighed: "I... originally wanted to do a few good things."
Silently asked the sky, the sky was vast and the stars were vast, but there was no response. Lin Shaoyu couldn't understand why he had become the most evil thief in the world who wanted to kill him despite taking justice as his banner.
"Shaoyu, what should we do next?" Lin Chong asked.
"Are you... afraid of death?"
Lin Chong laughed loudly: "I can't walk today because I'm afraid of death."
"That's good. You know, I learned one thing from Emperor Ming."
"What?" Lin Chong asked strangely.
"A decent way to die." Lin Shaoyu stood up and held the big gun tightly in his hand: "No matter whether I, Lin Shaoyu, am right or wrong, or how I will leave an infamy throughout the ages, but now that I have come to this day, I can't care about anything else. Now
All I want is a dignified death. Reorganize the team, let everyone eat the last food, drink the last wine, fight to the death tomorrow, kill to the last person, and let the world know that I, the young Yu of the Lin family, am not a coward."
"This is how a man should behave," Lin Chong said.
At this moment, drums were beating and shouts of death came from outside.
One of his subordinates hurriedly ran to Lin Shaoyu: "Report! The enemy is attacking the camp."
"Why are you panicking? Fight with me!" Lin Chong shouted.
Crowds of men and horses rushed in from the tiger-killing mouth. In addition to the thunderous sound of war drums, there were also loud shouts.
"Kill! A traitor's head is exchanged for an ingot of gold, and a leader's head is exchanged for a centurion."
"Whoever kills the rebel leader will be granted a hundred hectares of land and promoted to a noble rank!"
This was definitely not an attack on the camp. An attack on the camp did not require such a large formation. This was a general attack. On that night, the princes from all walks of life mobilized their troops and rushed into the killing tiger's mouth with an army of 100,000.
Sake made people's faces red, wealth and silk moved people's hearts, and under the huge reward, the imperial army showed their bravery that they had never had before. Many times, a few people snatched the head of a rebel army.
Lin Shaoyu took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell violently, and he spat out a word like thunder.