The general in bright armor has obviously become a soft-footed shrimp. If there is no one to support him, he may not even be able to crawl.
When Cao Jun's ship slowly approached, a cry of "We surrender, we surrender!" was heard on the ship. Immediately, when Cao Jun's soldiers boarded the ship to receive the prisoners and warships, the general in Mingguang armor looked decadent.
He stuttered and said: "I am Yuan Jun's deputy... commander... Xue Li, we... surrender, I want to... see Xu Chu, General Xu..."
Before sunset on this day, the battle situation was basically clear, and the defeat of Yuan's army was determined. Yuan's army of five thousand attacked Moling, and more than three thousand of them were killed or surrendered. It was not Li Ru who repeatedly blocked it, but Xu Chu and his subordinates
Due to their murderous nature, they may even kill the captives.
At this time, Zhu Bin led the remnant of more than 500 people, and they were more than 20 miles away from the beach where they attacked Moling. However, Xu Chu, who was behind, still followed them closely, chasing them all the way. There were already many traces along the river bank.
Countless corpses.
Finally, Zhu Bin retreated to the end of the mountains and rivers. Straight cliffs blocked their way. The pursuers behind also slowed down at this time. The only remaining Yuan army was approaching slowly. Next to it was the Taotao River.
It was not an escape camp. On the other side was a river embankment made of sand. Some soldiers immediately wanted to escape from there, but when they rushed to the river embankment, more than a thousand pursuing Cao troops had already surrounded them from the river embankment.
The soldiers of Yuan's army had no way to go. They could only retreat to the sandy land backed by a cliff. Many soldiers, faced with such a life and death situation, knelt down on the sand in despair and cried bitterly.
Among them was Zhu Bin. At this time, Zhu Bin had disheveled hair and looked like a ghost. His helmet had been knocked off in the fight. He had at least three stab wounds on his body bleeding, almost all of which were Xu Chu's.
Leave it to him. In the process of being defeated and escaping, Zhu Bin tried to fight Xu Chu twice, but his martial arts was not pure and he was no match for Xu Chu. Xu Chu left many wounds on his body and fled all the way.
Until now, he has been like a lost dog.
Xu Chu was not in a hurry to kill him. He defeated him twice in a row and let him go twice in a row. It was already a game of cat and mouse.
Zhu Bin howled for a while. The sound of the friction between the soles of shoes and the sand and the collision of armor and weapons came from far to near. With a loud shout of "stop!", all the sergeants of Cao's army were crying.
Zhu Bin and others stopped suddenly thirty steps in front of them. The troops formed a fan shape and surrounded the last remnant. Many Yuan Jun soldiers had thrown away their weapons at this time, kneeling, lying down, or standing to give up resistance, and
Each one of them had a dull look on his face, desperately waiting for the final judgment.
Slowly, all the voices fell silent, and now only Zhu Bin was left holding his head, burying his face in the slightly hard sand, sobbing softly.
"Crack, crack!" The sound of heavy leather boots scraping against the sand came from far to near. The visitor stood ten steps away from Zhu Bin's kneeling body.
Everyone's eyes were focused on this man and Zhu Bin. Zhu Bin naturally heard the footsteps that were different from those of ordinary soldiers. Zhu Bin stopped crying and stood swaying like a drunkard.
Figure, looking at the familiar black face in front of him, it's just that the stupid guy with this black face is about to dominate his life and death.
The person who came was Xu Chu, Sima of Danyang County. Xu Chu's face was now glowing with a bright red light, especially the scar that stood out. This was due to excitement. Xu Chu was very excited now. He was now
She was admiring Zhu Bin's lost face with the eyes of a hunter's aunt looking at her prey, secretly thinking about how beautifully she fought this battle.
Zhu Bin on the opposite side was also looking at Xu Chu. At this time, Zhu Bin no longer had the fear of death in his eyes. He was in absolute relaxation. I wonder if he was so relaxed that his body would fall apart at any time. As the river surface
The light breeze blowing from above shook it wildly.
Suddenly, Zhu Bin seemed to have seen something funny. He staggered around and started to giggle. The laughter got louder and louder, and finally he started laughing wildly.
Some Cao Jun soldiers thought that Zhu Bin was mocking Xu Chu, and some were ready to go out and kill Zhu Bin. As soon as someone started to start, there was a slight friction sound between the soles of his feet and the sand on the river beach. Xu Chu didn't look back and raised his head.
His strong wrists and arms signaled his men not to move.
The soldiers who were about to move forward had to stop their steps. Xu Chuhan waited quietly for Zhu Bin to finish laughing with a stern face. Xu Chu should still show some grace when dealing with a dying person.
Zhu Bin laughed for a while, maybe because he ran out of energy, and gradually stopped laughing automatically, and turned to ask Xu Chu in a twitching tone: "Xu Chu, you... tell me why I always keep talking about you after meeting you in this life.
Is it bad luck?"
Xu Chu understood that the "you" Zhu Bin mentioned mainly referred to Cao Zhi, and his career indeed began to decline after meeting Cao Zhi. Xu Chu's mouth twitched indifferently, and sarcastically said: "That's because you shouldn't
Go against my big brother!"
"Haha..." Zhu Bin laughed hard again, "Yes, Cao Zhi, I was originally a good-for-nothing eunuch son, but today I have become the prefect of Danyang and General Zhenwu, but I am now where I am today.
Futianchi, haha... Fortune plays tricks on people, fate plays tricks on people... Sigh... When did you know that we would surprise Moling?"
Xu Chu wrinkled his eyes slightly, as if smiling, and replied: "Half a month ago!"
"Giggle...Xue Li is a fool, and I am also a fool. We are all fools. I should have seen through it long ago, but why? Why..."
"Cang...lang..." Xu Chu was no longer interested in chatting with Zhu Bin anymore. He inserted the steel stick in his hand into the mud and sand beside him, and slowly reached out to
He slowly pulled out his Persian scimitar and said without any emotion: "Stop talking nonsense, Zhu Bin, I remember that you and I worked together in Yangzhou. I will give you another chance, pick up your sword, and we will fight fairly."
In life and death, if you win, you can leave, if you lose, this is where your bones will be buried."
When Xu Chu said this, he pointed his machete at Zhu Bin. His Rakshasa-like eyes swept over Zhu Bin and everyone behind him. Everyone he saw shuddered. That look represented death.
.
Xu Chu also knew that the remaining defeated generals behind Zhu Bin were on the verge of collapse. Perhaps Xu Chu had discovered it with his conscience, or perhaps Xu Chu was still thinking about God's goodness of good life. When he was waiting for Zhu Bin to bend down to pick up the sword, he suddenly said: "You let
These soldiers behind you surrender! I won’t kill them!”
"ah......"
As soon as Xu Chu finished speaking, the Yuan Jun soldiers behind Zhu Bin couldn't help crying. Everyone has a desire for life and a fear of death.
At this time, Zhu Bin, who was like a puppet, bent down to pick up the sword discarded beside him. He looked at Xu Chu and laughed again, and he used up his remaining strength to laugh. He fell down several times while laughing.
Next, he struggled to stand up several times. He slowly turned around with his hands and looked around. He took one last look at the surging river. He finally glanced at every soldier behind him. He was still there.
The laughter was unnatural, and the laughter made people's hair stand on end.
The soldiers behind him all shivered at the look in his eyes, and they all involuntarily retreated to the high ground on the left river bank. They were afraid that Zhu Bin would go crazy and massacre them. No, it should be said that Zhu Bin looked like he was already crazy.
It will definitely drag them together into hell like a mad dog at the last moment.
Cao's soldiers on the river embankment also took the initiative to give up some space and accept their surrender.
Zhu Bin finally finished turning. After reading it, he fixed his eyes on Xu Chu's face, who was ready to go. Xu Chu also thought that he was about to start a final fight with him.
Zhu Bin looked at Xu Chu and suddenly smiled strangely, and said slowly and inexplicably: "Xu Chu, do you think God is fair to me?"
Xu Chu didn't know why this man was so verbose. Why was he so mother-in-law? Besides, he didn't know whether God was fair or unfair to him.
When Xu Chu was about to get angry, Zhu Bin said to himself: "I think it's unfair. A eunuch's son or a bandit can have such an achievement. I, I... have worked hard all my life for this.
Just to achieve something, to make contributions, to be loyal to the Han Dynasty, why doesn’t God give me a chance..."
When Zhu Bin spoke to the end, he suddenly raised his voice, which was as light as a mosquito to a roaring level. However, his screaming now was also so hoarse and weak. In the end, he could only mock with a smile.
Myself. But this time I laughed so much that I shed tears.
Xu Chu sighed and put down the Persian scimitar he was holding tightly, because Zhu Bin on the opposite side could hardly stand now. He held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, reluctantly using it to support himself, and his body followed
He laughed and cried violently. There is no need to kill such a person. He has completely lost all his faith. If he lives again, he will only be a walking corpse.
"Retract the troops!" Xu Chu returned the sword to its sheath, and a thunderous voice resounded throughout the audience. More than five hundred prisoners of war had already received it during the conversation between Xu Chu and Zhu Bin. At this time, following Xu Chu's general order, the troops and prisoners of war began to move in an orderly manner.
The people retreated one after another, and no one cared about the Danyang Zhu Bin who once had ideals and ambitions on the river beach.
Xu Chu took long strides and walked towards his horse. At this time, he felt that he had truly won. The solemnity of his pace could no longer be concealed. Xu Chu straightened his body.
, an awe-inspiring and domineering air came out of his body, like a true king. The life and death of an enemy always said that it was not that important to the winner.
Just as Xu Chu stepped on the stirrup of his black war horse, a hoarse voice sounded behind him amid the neat footsteps:
"Xu Chu...ba!"
Xu Chu was fixed on where. With his many years of military career, he could certainly hear the sound of the sword cutting across his skin, and he also knew whose sword scratched whose skin.
Three seconds later, one of Xu Chu's personal guards rushed to Xu Chu's side, bowed and reported: "Report to Sima, Zhu Bin committed suicide!"