Wang Rong heard the sound and hurriedly looked up and saw an additional figure on the roof of the Taoist temple hall, a young man dressed in white.
"You...who are you?" Wang Rong asked in surprise.
The young man in white slowly took out a dark bow, drew three arrows, and said lightly: "I am your grandpa Xu Zhengdao!"
"White-robed Divine Arrow Xu Zhengdao?"
"Are you the guy who killed the Tubo prince?"
Although he was far away from Chang'an, Wang Rong had already heard of Xu Zhengdao's name.
"It's your grandpa!"
Xu Zhengdao relaxed his hands.
Three arrows shot out simultaneously.
Boo hoo hoo.
Wang Rong was horrified and hurriedly stepped aside to snatch it away.
This guy has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has outstanding martial arts skills. He is a famous master under King Ming. He took the three arrows easily.
When Xu Zhengdao saw this, he was a little surprised: "Brother Gui, you have some ideas, let's work together."
Swish.
The ghost didn't say anything, and with a slash of his sword, he turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Wang Rong.
Dang Dang Dang.
After a few moves, the two were evenly matched.
Wang Rong thought to himself, this man is fierce in killing and has strange moves, but he doesn't have enough followers. Give me a certain amount of time and I will definitely defeat him.
It's a pity that some people didn't give him a chance.
Xu Zhengdao had already caught up with him. He drew his bow and arrow and aimed at Wang Rong. He waited for Wang Rong to be unprepared and then released the arrow.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Rong was hit by an arrow in the shoulder.
Wang Rong was horrified, turned around and ran away.
Unfortunately, with Xu Zhengdao, a master archer, behind him, he only dared to run along the corner.
Ghosts and gods and Xu Zhengdao are in hot pursuit.
Wang Rong ran to a pond, looked back, gritted his teeth, and jumped into the pond.
But as soon as he entered the pond, Wang Rong regretted it.
Where is the pond?
This is a cesspit, one-third is dry and two-thirds is watery.
As soon as Wang Rong jumped in, he was caught off guard and took two big mouthfuls. He only heard a growl in his throat and swallowed it all.
Look again, Xu Zhengdao and the ghosts and gods have already forced their way over.
Wang Rong had no choice but to lower his head and fell into the pit.
Xu Zhengdao and the ghosts came to the cesspit.
"It's strange, that guy obviously disappeared from here, why is he missing?" the ghost said curiously.
Xu Zhengdao said: "That guy's Qinggong is pretty good, but it seems he can't catch up."
The ghost said: "Let's withdraw."
Xu Zhengdao suddenly grabbed Guishen and said with a smile: "Brother Gui, don't be anxious. I almost lost my life just now. Let's sit down and rest for a while."
"That's fine!"
With that said, the two of them sat down next to the cesspit.
Wang Rong in the manure pit turned green when he heard the conversation on the shore.
In my heart, I scolded Xu Zhengdao and the ancestors of ghosts and gods a hundred times.
The two of them didn't leave, and Wang Rong didn't dare to show his head, so he had to drink the excrement liquid one mouthful at a time, sometimes eating a big lump.
After half a stick of incense was burned, Xu Zhengdao and the ghosts and gods left.
…
In the mountain stream.
The firewood burned and made a crackling sound.
The shouts of death gradually faded away.
A civil servant said: "King Ming, this time, Du He will definitely die. He only has more than 300 people, but we have more than 3,000 people. We are still led by General Wang Rong. To chase and kill 300 people is like crushing one to death."
As simple as an ant."
"Yes, King Ming, as long as we capture Du He and the King of Shu, we can blackmail the Emperor of Tang. When the time comes, we can transfer all these places, including Youzhou and Zhuozhou."
"What a great achievement!"
"Congratulations to King Ming!"
Everyone said flatteringly.
Lu Mingzhou felt severe pain in his shoulder, but after hearing everyone's compliments, he felt very comfortable.
After a while, he suddenly asked: "Wang Rong has been gone for so long, why is there no news? Has Du He been caught?"
"Prince Ming, we have only been apart for less than two hours, are you so looking forward to meeting me?"
A voice suddenly sounded behind everyone.
Swish swish swish.
Lu Mingzhou and the others all turned their heads and opened their mouths in surprise, big enough to stuff a huge cucumber.
"Dududu... Du He, is it you again?" Lu Mingzhou stood up abruptly and wanted to get his weapon, but found that the sword had gone somewhere long ago.
Looking further away, the original guards had fallen to the ground.
Du He walked over and said with a smile: "Prince Ming, we meet again."
"Surprised or not?"
"Is it surprising?"
"Do you want to die?"
Duhe is joking.
Lu Mingzhou was not in the mood.
He really wanted to die.
On the same day, it fell into Du He's hands twice.
Moreover, they all fell into the trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain.
"kill!"
"Protect King Ming!"
More than a dozen civil and military ministers unexpectedly rushed towards Du He.
Du He sneered: "Stupid."
Lu Bu and Yuchi Baolin next to him rushed forward with their bare hands and quickly knocked these guys to the ground.
Du He waved his hand: "Tie him up!"
The mighty army quickly stepped forward, took out ropes, and tied Lu Mingzhou and others to the surrounding tree trunks.
Du He came to Lu Mingzhou with a dagger in his hand, a wicked smile on his face.
Lu Mingzhou's eyes were cracked and he shouted: "Du He, what are you going to do?"
"Prince Ming, I heard that you have been very concerned about your image since you were a child. You are known as the most beautiful man in Youzhou. Don't you love beauty? I will transform you. Don't worry, you will be fine in a while. It won't hurt!"
After saying that, Du He waved his dagger and roughly cut off Lu Mingzhou's hair.
It took a lot of effort to shave Lu Mingzhou into a bald head.
Of course, Du He was not a professional barber, so Lu Mingzhou's bald head looked black and white even when viewed from a distance, like a big pancake that had been gnawed by a dog.
"Du He, I'm going to kill you!"
"I am going to kill you!"
"Kill if you want. You humiliate me like this. What kind of skills do you have!"
"Kill me if you dare!"
Lu Mingzhou's roar kept ringing in the mountain stream.
Du He leaned close to Lu Mingzhou's ear and showed a devilish smile: "King Ming, don't be angry. I know you really want to kill me, but I guarantee you will want to kill me even more tomorrow!"
"……What do you mean?"
"You'll know tomorrow."
Du He smiled slightly.
That smile made Lu Mingzhou shudder.
"Take it away," Du He ordered.
…
When Wang Rong rushed to the mountain stream, there was only a pile of extinguished ashes on the ground, and King Ming and his ministers were nowhere to be found.
Seeing several corpses of King Ming's guards not far away, Wang Rong's expression changed drastically: "No, I fell into the trap again!"
He hurriedly ordered the people around him, "Gather the army immediately to rescue King Ming."
Ding ding ding.
The golden sound sounded.
After a short time, Fan Yangjun regrouped.
Wang Rong discovered that there were more than 3,500 people when he set out, but only more than 3,200 people came back.
"General, those brothers can't come back."
"The more than 300 people from Duhe used to cheat. They pretended to be defeated and lured our people up the mountain. They kept attacking back, using bows, arrows, stones, and wooden sticks to kill many of us. Unfortunately, none of us were killed.