Song Jiang was startled and hurriedly gathered his men... He saw the shouts of killing getting louder in the depths of Majiaji, and a black man running back with a figure on his back...
"Big boss, there is a trap in front of us... Brother Wang Ying fell into it, I'm afraid he will die! Many officers and soldiers, many officers and soldiers..."
Song Jiang gritted his teeth and cursed: "Li Kui, are you blind? Why didn't you see clearly whether there was an ambush before rushing in? Everyone, follow me and get out... let's get on the boat and go!"
Li Kui cried and howled: "Brother, there are seven or eight brothers and more than thirty minions inside...Help..."
Song Jiang scolded with all his heart: "With so many officers and soldiers, what can we do to save them? Kill them back immediately before they come to kill you...otherwise, all our brothers will die here!"
Everyone took Wang Ying with all their hands and took a look, and saw a big hole in his stomach...blood was flowing loudly, and it was hard to live.
Li Kui also valued friendship and insisted on escaping with Wang Ying on his back... The crowd was so cheering that they didn't care to set the fire and ran towards the outside of Majiaji.
In fact, how can there be so many officers and soldiers in Haizhou?
Most of them were just local volunteers improvised by Zhang Shuye. There was no problem in waving flags and shouting. If we really wanted to start a battle, I guess Li Kui could kill three to five hundred of them by himself.
Along the way, there were ambushes and firemen behind them to drive them away...Song Jiang intended to fight for a while to suppress the morale of the officers and soldiers, but he made mistakes every step of the way! Once the soldiers wanted to avoid the battle and run away, the morale to turn around and fight was gone.
Finally, after running for more than 30 miles, the reflection of the river surface could be seen in the distance, and everyone was slightly relieved... Where did Haizhou get so many officers and soldiers? This way from Majiaji to Bali River
Bay, are there perhaps 18,000 troops chasing after you?
Hurry up and leave this place. Don't you believe there can be so many officers and soldiers in Chuzhou?
Suddenly, a soldier pointed at the river bend in the distance and howled desperately... "Fire! It's on fire... Our boat is on fire..."
When everyone got up and took a look, they were suddenly wailing like mourners... They saw a group of torches in the river bend surrounding the fleet docked on the shore. Most of the boats had begun to burn... There were also two boats carrying
The flames were so embarrassed that they ran away desperately, but unfortunately the sails had already been set alight. How far could such a large ship run by just rocking the oars?
The big knife in Song Jiang's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and a sense of despair enveloped his heart... Is the only option left to run here? Is there no hope?
Zhang Shuye couldn't control his thoughts and rode a horse with a group of personal guards to the vicinity of Majiaji. He knew clearly that he was not very sure about setting up an ambush on all sides to deal with a group of bandits in Songjiang!
Just because the imperial army Zhao Qianha could rely on could not find 500 men who dared to fight...
However, Song Jiang had thirty-five brothers and several gangsters who were extremely skilled in martial arts and were extremely brave. Ordinary officers and soldiers were no match for him.
In addition, when Song Jiang was at his most powerful, he had three to five hundred minions under his control. Most county towns would only dare to close their doors and beg the Bodhisattva for mercy, lest he break through the county town, burn, kill, and loot.
So despite the traps, ambushes, and flames shouting to kill Yingye along the way... once bandits like Song Jiang make a desperate attempt to attack the Bali River Guards and seize the ship, they might be able to escape most of them.
"Send someone to tell them not to struggle to the death! If you submit to the imperial court, your sins may be pardoned..."
Zhang Shuye weighed it for a long time, and finally reluctantly issued an order...recruitment!
At this time, Song Jiang and more than a hundred of his men were trapped on a hillock, running around all night, exhausted and despondent with no water or food.
Wang Ying died, and Li Kui cursed and threw his body into a ditch. He picked up the soil with his hands and covered it hastily.
Li Kui spat, grabbed the ax with his blood-stained hands and shouted to Song Jiang: "Brother, go down and fight with these bird officers and soldiers? These brothers can't die in vain..."
A yellow-faced man next to him snorted and said in a hoarse voice: "Who is saying that only we are allowed to kill people and others are not allowed to kill us? There are at least thousands of officers and soldiers setting up ambushes and pursuing them along the way... What can we do to fight with others?"
Li Kui scolded: "So what? Are you still thinking of recruiting people? Who has the patience to be pigs and dogs for those dog officers? Become the thieves and serve as soldiers!"
Song Jiang quietly looked at the expressions of his brothers, and felt a chill in his heart...
"Recruitment... Recruitment is okay, but... I, Song Jiang, will bear all the blame for any crime. As long as the government lets my brothers go... I will admit it even if you cut them into pieces with a thousand cuts!"
"Brother...big boss...brother..."
If you don't rally people's hearts, even if you are recruited, you will still be a piece of meat on the chopping block of the government! Song Jiang cried a few words, half truthfully and half falsely, and then said to the two minions with a big knife: "You go and tell the officers and soldiers exactly what Song Jiang said.
Leader, unless you protect my brothers Song Jiang...otherwise, Song Jiang will have to fight for his life and let the army leave corpses on the ground!"
Zhang Shuye immediately breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the news... Just surrender, the Song Dynasty can't bear the trouble! As for these thieves... there will naturally be countless ways to deal with them in the future.
Suddenly, two guards pointed to the north and shouted: "Where are the cavalry coming from?"
Under the morning light of dawn, a group of black cavalry wearing cloaks and leather armor suddenly came out and brandished Khitan-style scimitars. The officers and soldiers of the Bali River Guard who had occupied the river bend and captured the Song Jiang warship were like a group of
Driven like sheep, they ran away in all directions...
A soldier who joined the army was surprised and said: "No wonder the Song Jiang rebels seem to have insufficient manpower. It turns out that the other group went overland... What should we do? There is no cavalry in Haizhou to resist?"
There were dozens of cavalrymen in this group. They had superb riding skills and strong postures. They did not stop even after they dispersed the guardsmen. They actually charged straight to the hillock where Song Jiang was guarding...
Song Wen only felt that he was dreaming...Are he crazy? Isn't it good to sit back and watch Song Jiang's defeat? Even if Song Jiang was somewhat famous in Shandong, does he still care about a bandit like him now? There are also the so-called Liangshan brothers...himself
It was concluded early on that they would not cause any trouble!
Knows martial arts? Wu Erlang is so good at martial arts that even Li Yan is no match for him...let alone Li Erlang and An Chun. But with one hundred brothers at his command, Song Wen dares to say that today's An Chun or Li Erlang can charge in one go.
Destroy the same team as Wu Song!
What exactly do I want to do? Save Song Jiang? Impossible... I have never had the slightest affection for this kind of person in my past life. Maybe I also want to see the so-called brother's heart?
The cold cavalry came roaring like the wind. The officers and soldiers who tried to block the road had already abandoned their weapons and fled in all directions. Zhang Shuye's teeth trembled with coldness at the sight...
All the knights were wearing strange masks, only a pair of eyes were exposed...the eyes were full of disdain for the enemy. I don't know who shouted..."Liao people! Is it Liao people?"
All of a sudden, the officers, soldiers and soldiers became even more panicked... The Liao people, that was the nightmare of the Song Dynasty! How could they come to the hinterland of the Central Plains? Aren't they at war with the Jurchens?
Zhang Shuye was still confused, but Song Wen opened his mouth to give An Chun a few words... After spending so long together in Daliao, the several guards who followed Song Wen had already learned a lot of Khitan.
A burst of Khitan curses mixed with shouts of unknown meaning came and went... The trembling officers and soldiers were even more horrified!
After a while, the local soldiers had served in the North to transport grain and grass many years ago. When they heard these Khitan words, they jumped up in fright...
"They are really Khitans! The Khitans are coming... The Khitans are coming..."
Zhang Shuye's face was full of disbelief, pointing at the chaos in the distance and unable to say a word...