"I don't like being a stubborn slave when I'm drunk and full, but I would like to follow the example of Kunlun and be a chivalrous slave." [Kite Mistake·Ask the Harrier]
Gaishun and Xu Rong led more than 10,000 southern troops to Anyi north. On the way, with Xu Huang, Zhao Yun and other Yulin cavalry as the vanguard, they officially started the last battle to pacify Hedong. Fan Xian reluctantly supported the army to fight. During the fierce battle, Zhu Ao suddenly led his troops to defect behind the rebels. This time, the army was defeated like a mountain, and the morale that the rebels had finally gathered collapsed.
Outside the city of Anyi, Yu Lin's cavalry galloped into the rebel formation, killing and beheading numerous people. The tiger and Ben army marched steadily, with their swords raised and dropped, killing the rebels until they were unable to parry.
"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw!"
Fan Xian let out an angry roar and ordered the messengers behind him to raise their flags. But at this time, everyone on the battlefield was busy with their own affairs. Who else would care about his flag? He turned his horse around and mingled with the rebels. He took advantage of the small road and ran to the Sushui River. The situation was over, and Fan Xian could only pin his hopes on Zhang Shi, who was stationed in Wenxi County in the north. Unfortunately, he did not know that Zhang Shi was being led by the powerful Guanqiu clan of Wenxi who had been dormant for a long time. Qu besieged them, and they would soon be defeated and surrendered.
By the Sushui River, Fan Xian saw the vast expanse of river water and the reeds swaying in the wind. He couldn't help thinking: "If I put my armor on others and teach them to go elsewhere, the pursuers will definitely think it's me." '.
So Fan Xian looked around and saw that there was indeed a swordsman who put loyalty first and was not afraid of death beside him. He did not give in and immediately put on Fan Xian's armor, but Fan Xian was not satisfied with the sword hanging on his waist. He was very reluctant to part with the jade sword. It was a sword specially gifted to him by his ancestors who had been favored by the emperor. Fan Xian regarded it as a treasure. At this time, he hesitated and chose to wear it himself, not to mention that he also needed a sword for self-defense. .
After the swordsman was dressed, he immediately ran to another place with the remaining soldiers.
Fan Xian pretended to be an ordinary deserter and ran to the river. He happened to see a small boat lying on the shore. There was a boatman on the boat with his face covered with a bamboo hat, lying on the boat to bask in the sun and sleep. Strange to say, it was not far from here. Far away there was a great battle with numerous casualties, but the boatman was basking in the sun as if nothing had happened.
"Get up quickly! Send me to the other side, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"
The boatman was not asleep at all, he was just covered by a bamboo hat so that Fan Xian could not see his expression. At this time, the boatman had his arms crossed behind his head, a sword in one hand, and he raised his chin slightly , a half-comfortable, arrogant face appeared from under the bamboo hat: "Want to cross the river? You have to have that life."
Fan Xian suddenly opened his eyes and jumped back a step. Even so, he didn't have time to completely dodge the sword light that the boatman suddenly pulled out.
"clang"
The exquisite jade sword in Fan Xian's hand only trembled slightly, but the sword in the boatman's hand had an extra gap. He raised his hand to look at the sword body and sighed softly: "After all, it is a gift from the emperor, you Taking the jade sword given to Fan by the emperor and raising an army to rebel against the emperor, don't you feel ashamed of your ancestors?"
"Zhu Gongdao, don't block my way!" Fan Xian cursed loudly: "The traitorous officials of the state have repeatedly messed up the government and deceived the young master. I am a Qingjun! Unlike you and Zhu Ao, who are the most cunning and repetitive little masters. Human beings!"
Zhu Gongdao frowned slightly after hearing this and shook his head helplessly.
"What did I say? The family name is like a cannon mark. Unless you cut off the leather and flesh, the mark on your body cannot be washed away no matter what." Li Yi picked up his sword from the reeds on one side. Zhong slowly walked out and stood on Fan Xian's side. The three of them were in a confrontation.
"Are you still alive?" Fan didn't expect Li Yi to appear here. He was surprised and then suddenly realized: "Okay, it turns out that Zhu Ao had different intentions from the beginning of the fight."
"Not everyone can't see the general trend like you." Li Yi glanced at Fan Xian coldly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked: "Where is Guo Yu in your house?"
"She? She's dead." Fan Xian said with a cruel expression: "Do you want to know how she died?"
"I don't want to." Zhu Gongdao interrupted the conversation and said to Fan Xian: "Fan Jun's swordsmanship is good. Are you lucky enough to have a try today?"
"Do you want to kill me, or does Zhu Ao want to kill me?" Fan Xian suddenly said with a contemptuous smile.
Zhu Gongdao's frown deepened: "It's all the same."
"This is different."
After saying this, Fan Xian's face darkened. Just when Li Yi thought that the other party was about to say harsh words, Fan Xian suddenly rushed forward and swung his sword towards Zhu Gongdao without saying a word!
This time, Zhu Gongdao did not hold back as he did in Fan's Wubao. He raised his left foot slightly, stepped out with a steady lunge, swung the sword to the right, and gently and deftly opened Fan Xianfeng's extremely sharp sword.
Immediately afterwards, the blade of Fan Xian's sword was shaken to the side, and his chest was wide open. Zhu Gongdao didn't even think about it, and stabbed Fan Xian's chest straight with the long sword in his hand.
Fan Xian had no way to dodge, and he was struck by the sword with his momentum, and the sword passed through him with a 'pop' sound. Fan Xian felt as if all his strength had been drained, and he could no longer hold the jade sword in his hand.
Stop and fall to the ground with a clang.
Unexpectedly, his swordsmanship was praised countless times by his disciples in his life, but in front of a real swordsman, it was just one move.
Fan Xian laughed miserably. He looked at Zhu Gongdao, as if he had seen something extremely ridiculous when he was about to die: "Are you... Zhu Gongdao?"
Zhu Gongdao's expression was solemn, and his hand holding the sword hilt could not help but tighten.
"No, you are not wishing for justice... There has never been anyone wishing for justice in this world..."
Zhu Gongdao turned the sword fiercely, and the severe pain caused by the twisting of the wound made Fan Xian speechless immediately. Then Zhu Gongdao pulled out the sword and kicked the opponent to the ground.
Fan Xian fell to the ground and died. When he died, he still had the last hint of a sad smile on his face, as if he was sarcastically.
"I want to take his head." Zhu Gongdao stood there with a stern face and said.
Li Yi knew who the other party wanted to give the head to, but he couldn't say it anymore, lest he offend the other party: "I know, this is an agreement."
This is not only an agreement between him and Zhu Gongdao, to repay Zhu Gongdao for saving his life; it is also an agreement between Zhu Gongdao and Zhu Ao, to repay Zhu Ao for what he did to him.
Zhu Gongdao stopped talking and just cut off Fan Xian's head silently. When he saw Fan Xian's frozen smile, the movements in his hands were still trembling slightly. After he finished all this slowly and wiped the blood on the sword,
, after putting it back into the scabbard, Li Yi asked again: "Where are you going to go next?"
"Let's walk around. I don't want to stay in Hedong anymore. I might go to Guandong. There are many tragic and generous knights in Youyan. I want to see there." After saying that, Zhu Gongdao picked up the cloth bag with his head wrapped in it.
, ready to leave.
Under the warm sunshine, Zhu Gongdao looked so energetic in a simple boatman's attire. He wore a bamboo hat on his head, carried a long sword on his right shoulder, and carried a cloth bag in his left hand. He looked like he had just returned from fishing, and he looked like he had just returned from fishing.
He was a ranger who had packed his bags and was about to leave.
"Hey." Li Yi suddenly called from behind him.
Zhu Gongdao turned to look at him.
"...You look pretty good without the wide-sleeved robe."
Zhu Gongdao didn't say anything, he really left this time.