King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 86

Zhu Jinghong is hunting happily, and the team surrounding "hunting" him is already in action.

The encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, the closest one is only a hundred steps away, which is already within the range of the firecracker's bow and arrow.

"Pass it again, kid from the Zhu family, try to catch as many alive as possible!"

"Yes!"

If Zhu Jinghong died, he would die. He could only make the emperor feel sad, and he would not get any benefits at all.

If he can be captured alive, he may be able to negotiate terms with the emperor, and it is not impossible to have some benefits.

Even if the talks collapse at that time, it will not be too late to kill Zhu Jinghong.

"Xiangzhu, I heard that this thirteenth master is unparalleled in martial arts, riding and shooting, and it may be difficult to capture him alive..."

Lu Jian didn't take it seriously, and said, "Bullshit, how powerful can a brat be? It must be boasted by people around him, do you believe that?"

Everyone thought about it, and it was true, so they didn't say much.

"Stop talking nonsense, and prepare to obey orders!"

Everyone tried their best to approach, all kinds of weapons were ready, and they just waited for the signal to do it.

"Ugh..."

In this mountain forest, the trumpet sounded suddenly, which made all the guards very curious.

"Who is blowing the horn?" Zhu Jinghong murmured to himself.

However, at the next moment, only a few "bang bang" sounds were heard, and someone was shot and fell to the ground in an instant.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack..." Wang Jie shouted loudly, and then rushed towards Zhu Jinghong with his waist hooked.

I fired five shots in a row just now, but unfortunately the quality of the firecrackers of the White Lotus Sect was too poor, but none of them hit the target.

"Lower your body, lower your body..." Wang Jie continued to shout.

In fact, these Wu Xun disciples who can be selected as the dragon guards and guard the guards are very flexible in their response to the battlefield.

As soon as Wang Jie finished speaking, everyone took cover and tried their best to get closer to Zhu Jinghong in the process.

There are many trees in the forest, so it is not too difficult to hide people, the problem is that they have been surrounded.

Zhu Jinghong hooked his waist and cursed: "Damn... don't talk about martial arts, sneak attack!"

"Master Thirteen, the thief came prepared!" Wang Jie reminded loudly.

However, the next moment, Zhu Jinghong directly shot an arrow, and heard screams from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, a shout came from a distance: "Everyone, be careful, cover your body with shields, and slowly gather..."

There are more than 100 people in the White Lotus Sect. As long as they fight steadily, it is not easy to be rushed away.

As the guards gathered, arrows flew from all directions, which were more threatening than firecrackers.

In just two salvos, two guards were hit by arrows, but fortunately none of them hurt their vitals.

"Drag the man back, rely on the tree and shoot the thief!" Wang Jie commanded loudly.

At this critical moment, the commander described scheduling as a very precious thing.

Although Zhu Jinghong was also calm, he was still not as professional as Wang Jie in this kind of specific command matters.

After the injured guard was dragged back, the rest of the guards had already found cover, and then shot out with their bows and arrows.

Relatively speaking, their shooting skills are much better than those of the White Lotus Cultists. The disadvantage is that they are in the dark and they are in the light, so it is difficult to obtain results.

When the two sides were fighting, there was another burst of gunshots, but unfortunately the projectile still missed anyone.

Zhu Jinghong shot the third arrow, and three people had already died in his hands.

"Master Thirteen, we can't spend any time with them. After they gather, we will have no escape!"

If they were wearing armor, they would be worthy of these people at all, and it wouldn't matter if they rushed out to the front.

However, they don't have any armor. At this time, they propose to break through, and they really have to bear great pressure.

But there is no way out. If the White Lotus Sect members gather together, their arrow density will be higher, and it will be more difficult to break through.

"We must break through as soon as possible..."

Zhu Jinghong didn't resist, and immediately said: "Break out in the direction of communication!"

The horse was in the direction they came from, and Zhu Jinghong wanted to go back to get the horse.

But at this moment, all the horses have been captured by the White Lotus Sect, and the guard in charge of watching the horses has been killed.

Wang Jie persuaded: "It must not be done, the sound of the firecrackers is coming from the direction, the Thirteenth Master must not take risks!"

Although the firecracker's aim is low, its lethality is unquestionable, much stronger than bows and arrows, how dare Wang Jie let Zhu Jinghong return to danger.

Shooting another arrow, Zhu Jinghong said loudly, "Then break out to the east!"

"go!"

Perhaps it inspired the blood in his body, Zhu Jinghong is not afraid at the moment, but is eager to try the next fight.

He threw away the bow and arrow, took out the saber from his waist, and rushed away surrounded by the guards.

At this time, someone on the west side shouted: "They want to escape, bite them!"

This is to remind the ambushes ahead and be prepared for hand-to-hand combat.

Of course, the disciples of the White Lotus cultivating behind them kept firing arrows while speeding up their pursuit, causing another guard to be hit.

Fortunately, the reloading of the firecrackers is slow, and the group of people can only shoot once in more than a minute, and the threat is not too big.

Of course, this group of people is basically not very good at shooting arrows or firearms, and they rely on large numbers to maintain their advantages.

"kill……"

After running forty or fifty steps to the east, Zhu Jinghong and his party ran into a member of the Bailian Cult, and a fight was inevitable.

However, in close combat, even though the White Lotus Sect has a large number of people, they are still smashed in hand-to-hand combat.

Especially Zhu Jinghong, who held knives in both hands, rampaged like a wild beast, beheading four or five people in a row in an instant.

"Master Thirteen, don't pester... get out!" Wang Jie reminded loudly.

At the same time, there was another rain of arrows, accompanied by the deafening sound of gunfire.

Three more guards fell down, and Zhu Jinghong's eyes were tearing apart, so he could only kill as many people as possible.

Of the [-] guards on this trip, nine of them have been injured, and one of them is dying.

"rush out!"

They have already broken through the line of defense, holding on to the injured and rushing forward quickly.

The guards are worthy of being the best of Wu Xun's children, even in an extremely unfavorable situation, they still cooperate with each other tacitly.

Everyone fled with the help of the wounded, and after someone broke his bow and arrow, if Wang Jie hadn't forced him to leave, Zhu Jinghong would have shot a few more to death before leaving.

After escaping from the encirclement, they are no longer under the enemy. The situation is relatively better, but the crisis is still not resolved.

"withdraw……"

Relying on the trees, the guards cooperated with each other and retreated while fighting. They generally withstood the offensive behind them. At least for now, there were no new casualties.

However, their arrows were getting less and less, and they no longer dared to shoot at random in the future, so they could only speed up and run out, trying to keep the distance from the White Lotus Sect as far as possible.

After about 10 minutes, the forest ahead gradually thinned out because they had reached the edge of the forest.

"Going out without shelter, I'm afraid it's even worse for us!" Someone said in a panic.

Although there was shelter in the woods, it also allowed the White Lotus Sect to have a cover, and most of the guards' arrows shot empty.

But it is also an extremely difficult choice to choose to escape from the forest and be directly exposed to the rebels of the White Lotus Sect.

When Zhu Jinghong made a difficult decision, he could only hear someone shouting from the outside: "There is a house in front, maybe you can go inside and defend it!"

Hearing this, Zhu Jinghong hurried forward, and sure enough, he saw a mansion in front of him, with a towering wall, which was a good place to defend.

"Go... wherever you want!" Zhu Jinghong made a decision.

"Give me all the arrows, and I will break the queen!"

"Master Thirteen..."

"Execute the order!" Zhu Jinghong angrily reprimanded.

Here he has the best arrow skills, so let him make effective use of arrows.

At this moment, Zhu Jinghong showed his aura, no one dared to argue with him, they handed over their arrows one after another.

After gathering, it is roughly estimated that there are twenty or thirty sticks, which is completely enough for Zhu Jinghong.

All the people ran out of the woods, but they heard the sound of horseshoes behind them, making Zhu Jinghong unable to bear to look back.

The White Lotus disciples came on horseback, riding on the mounts they had left behind.

"Hot horse!" Aiming at the man running in the front, Zhu Jinghong loosened the bowstring.

(End of this chapter)