Chapter 140: Escape Plan

Thousands of torches were dazzling, and the dark night turned half of the sky red.

Everyone is filled with hatred and pain. The Qingfeng sect and the army are coming. The fate of the head of Kongtong and the thirty disciples can be imagined.

I don’t dare to think about it, I can’t think about it!

"Let's go!" Mo Yu shouted in a low voice with a hoarse voice.

Wang Gengche's nose twitched again and again, and he turned around and swept down the mountain. Huang Gengri picked up Li Gengyu, whose eyes were dull, and the other disciples followed Mo Yu sadly.

"General Sun, they are speeding up."

Among the thousands of troops, Zhao Tang, the leader of the Qingfeng Sect, had a gloomy face, his clothes were torn and stained with blood.

Sun Yong turned away from Zhao Tang, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with unexplained emotion: "These remnants of Kongtong were able to break through the ambush of the secret guards, but I was negligent."

"Vice General Liu," Sun Yong turned his head and shouted.

"The general is here!" A general in armor ran over five meters away.

"You lead five hundred light armors, choose his path to go down the mountain, and set up an ambush in the enemy's path!" Sun Yong glared and gave the order.

Lieutenant General Liu bowed to accept the order, turned around and ordered the five hundred men to leave the team, and headed down the mountain on the other side.

Seeing that the team was suddenly reduced by half, Zhao Tang couldn't help but raised an objection: "General Sun, the remaining bandits in Kongtong are running away with all their strength. I'm afraid you can't catch them if you send people."

Sun Yong sneered disdainfully: "My general also stationed 300 war horses at the foot of Kongtong Mountain."

Zhao Tang frowned slightly. He had never known this before. He looked at the general next to him with admiration. It seemed that the city was quite deep, so he had to be careful.

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It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down. In addition, the night is dark and the moon is thin, and there are evil enemies. Many disciples accidentally slip and fall. It takes time to fall down, and it is even worse for those who are injured.

The foot of the mountain is getting closer and closer, and everyone's hope is getting stronger and stronger. As long as you go down the mountain, you will find a forest. Then, the chances of hiding and escaping will be greater.

"Congratulations, senior brother!"

Suddenly, a familiar shout came from the crowd behind him. Mo Yu turned around after hearing the sound, and was surprised to find He Can collapsed on the ground. The boy guarding the mountain was holding He Can and crying.

Everyone stopped, and Mo Yu turned around and jumped towards He Can. He couldn't see clearly through the crowd just now. When he got closer, he discovered that there was a sharp arrow stuck in He Can's chest, and blood was gushing out.

The arrow was shot from behind and passed through the chest. The vitality in He Can's eyes gradually dimmed. He stretched out his hand blankly and murmured: "Su Wei, senior brother will take care of you... no more..."

Before he finished speaking, He Can's right hand dropped weakly, his eyes widened with infinite reluctance.

Su Wei raised his head and howled loudly. The disciples around him were all hurt by the scene. Mo Yu's heart was as thick as a mountain and his eyes were filled with heat.

Although he and He Can only met once, his feelings for Su Wei were sincere and sincere, just like him and Mo Qi.

"Mo Yu." Wang Gengche's old voice came, hoarse and deep.

Mo Yu looked back and found that the enemy was approaching two hundred meters away, shouting loudly that it was imminent.

Mo Yu bit his teeth, reached out and grabbed Su Wei, and shouted: "I want you to avenge yourself with your own hands. Stand up. Don't let He Can die in peace!"

Su Wei's eyes were lifeless, she had cried silently, her tears were not stopping, and she was holding on to the corner of He Can's clothes.

Unable to do so, Mo Yu could only make a last resort, patting the back of Su Wei's neck with his hand, and after he fainted, he dragged him up and carried her on his back.

"Everyone, be careful, someone is secretly shooting a cold arrow!" Mo Yu started running down, while warning the other disciples to be vigilant.

Previously, Wang Gengche killed more than fifty archers and hid some of them. He took advantage of the situation when everyone was exhausted and ran for their lives and took action suddenly, which was extremely insidious.

As expected, one or two sharp arrows will be shot from time to time in the darkness in the mountains. No matter whether they hit or miss, the enemy will not stay in a fixed position and continue.

Wang Gengche shot four times, killing three people and wounding one. In addition to several elders, five more disciples died and seven were injured.

The foot of the mountain is in sight. As long as you cross the last fifty meters, you can completely escape from Kongtong Mountain and enter the dense forest.

In just a few dozen meters, three more disciples died. Among them, Mo Yu was hit by an arrow while trying to protect Su Wei on his back. It was precisely the left shoulder that was injured in Beiwu Lin last time.

Mo Yu groaned, tried to adjust his pace, and continued on his way.

Traveling in a hurry requires mobilizing internal energy. When the energy travels through the injured area, it hurts very much. The blood cannot stop flowing out. It waxes and wanes, and the lips quickly become pale and the face becomes gloomy.

Wang Gengche and the others were in the lead and didn't notice anything unusual about Mo Yu. However, Yinzi saw it first and exclaimed, coming over to carry Su Wei on his back.

The situation was slightly better without the weight. Mo Yu used acupuncture to stop the bleeding. He had no chance to remove the arrow and could only tear off a piece of clothing and wrap it around him while walking.

A blink of an eye passed, and everyone in Kongtong finally fled to the foot of the mountain and disappeared into the woods without stopping.

"Damn it, they fled into the woods."

Zhao Tang gritted his teeth and watched everyone in Kongtong disappear but was helpless. He complained: "Kongtong Mountain is more familiar with the surrounding terrain than us. Once we enter the forest, it will be difficult to catch us. Others are nothing, mainly Wang Gengche and Kongtong."

Secrets!"

Mentioning the secret book, Sun Yong's eyes flashed with greed, and he waved his mace and said with relief: "It doesn't matter, Vice General Liu should find the horse group in time, and they will be able to surround the forest outside the forest in a short while, forming a pincer attack with us."

Zhao Tang responded lightly, only he knew whether he believed it or not.

In the woods, Mo Yu and others had no intention of stopping and ran to the center of the woods in one breath.

The arc moon hung in the sky, it was already the third watch, and I had to stop for a short rest.

Everyone found a place to sit down, the wounded tended to their wounds, and the others took out food and water to eat and drink. They had no energy to talk and were in a state of depression.

"Mo Yu, are you okay?"

Wang Gengche, Li Gengyu and others came over, full of concern. They also found out that Mo Yu was injured, and they blamed themselves a lot.

"It's just a minor injury, it's nothing."

Mo Yu waved his hand, he had already pulled out the sharp arrow, his left shoulder was wrapped with several circles of cloth, his head was gray and his face was quite miserable.

"Alas," Huang Gengri sighed and came over, looked at Wang Gengche and said: "Half of the disciples have been lost. There are fifty-six people alive and thirty-two injured. Four elders have also gone. Only Liu Gengyou, Wu Gengwu, Zheng Gengkui and us are left.

Three.”

Wang Gengche frowned, sighed and turned around, his white hair slightly swaying in the wind, his waist hunched: "I know."

These three short words contain endless desolation and sadness.

Mo Yu was silent. He knew from the beginning that the loss would be heavy, but it was still difficult to accept the fact before him. Liu Gengyou was the elder who received him in the morning. The other two also had impressions, but there were no traces of the four dead elders.

I took out food and water to take supplements, but they tasted like chewing gum and I had to swallow them forcefully.

Ninety-eight steps have been taken out of a hundred steps, and we must hold on to the remaining two steps no matter what. We are entrusted by others to be loyal and promise to the head of Kongtong to take everyone out, and we must do it!

As soon as the incense stick passed by, there was movement outside the forest, and hundreds of torches came into view again. Mo Yu and others had no choice but to drag themselves up and continue to flee.

One chase and the other escape, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and both sides suffered losses.

The enemy abandoned their cooking stoves and went into battle lightly, thinking that they would be able to capture Kongtong Mountain in a short time. However, it backfired and everyone in Kongtong resisted tenaciously until late at night.

The enemy is numerous and we are outnumbered, but the enemy is also made of flesh and blood, capable of hunger, fatigue, and impetuosity.

After entering the deep forest, Mo Yu organized several elders to launch a counterattack, taking them by surprise, hitting and running, killing the enemy and boosting the morale of his disciples.

At the fourth watch, Mo Yu and others walked out of the woods and walked up the official road. They pursued the enemy but did not see them. Instead, they saw more than a hundred people riding horses waiting in front.

"Hahaha, a bunch of lost dogs brought me great luck."

A mustachioed general held a long sword and laughed. He had the same official position as Lieutenant General Liu, his name was Wei Zhong, and he had divided a hundred troops and horses and was waiting here.

Wang Gengche stepped forward gloomily, but before he could take action, he heard Wei Zhong shout: "Don't be so presumptuous, old fellow. If you take action, I will order someone to release an arrow immediately!"

After saying this, all the soldiers took up their bows and loaded their arrows.

Mo Yu moved slightly behind Wang Gengche and frowned: "He is stalling for time and wants to wait for others to come and capture me alive."

Wang Gengche nodded, narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid it's Zhao Tang's idea. If he wants my Kongtong secret skill, he must capture me alive."

Hearing the words, Mo Yu understood his intention and looked around to see if there was any chance of escape. As expected, this would be the enemy's last line of defense. If he got past it, he would win!

"How about the five of us block the front with our body-protecting aura, and Senior Brother Wang go over and capture the king?" Liu Gengyou stood in front of his disciples and suggested in a low voice.

"Junior brother Liu, how can you forget about this loser like me?" Li Gengyu laughed at himself bitterly.

Mo Yu listened clearly to the conversation between the two in front, and felt very sympathetic and helpless towards Li Gengyu's mentality. It seemed that he had to enlighten the other person afterwards, otherwise a kind of inner demon would form.

The situation was frozen, and Mo Yu suddenly thought of a plan. He spread out his hands and said, "General, as the saying goes, man dies for money and bird dies for food. I have martial arts secrets and thousands of money. As long as you are willing

Raise your noble hand and offer it all."

This statement made several Kongtong elders displeased, but they soon realized that Mo Yu had no choice but to do so, and he meant more than he meant.

Wei Zhong's eyes flashed, and he raised his lips disdainfully: "Don't you kid, what kind of virtue do you think of me as a general, and I would accept bribes from you? Don't say too much, otherwise the arrows will be merciless!"

Mo Yu caught the hint of emotion in Wei Zhong's eyes, smiled and took out a few banknotes from his arms, and then stretched out his right hand. Yinzi cooperated and handed over a boxing book.

"General, it's serious. These are just thoughts." Mo Yu casually threw the things in his hands at Wei Zhong's feet.

Wei Zhong raised his eyebrows, glanced at the objects on the ground with his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and when he saw the greedy eyes of the soldiers next to him, he immediately got off his horse and picked it up.

"This is just enough for one person." Wei Zhong smiled gloomily and put the things in his arms, preparing to make a big deal, but then refused.

Mo Yu sneered in his heart, turned around and winked at the Kongtong disciples, and shouted incoherently: "Everyone, throw away all the secret books and money you have."

After hearing Mo Yu's words clearly, Wei Zhong was afraid of being deceived and mounted his horse again. The soldiers beside him tightened their arrow strings.

Although the Kongtong disciples didn't know what Mo Yu was planning, they finally followed the instructions and threw a sky full of banknotes and dozens of ordinary secret books into the group of soldiers.

It's a pie in the sky, everyone has a selfish mentality. When the soldiers saw the banknotes and secret books being thrown at them, they panicked and started to grab them.

Even if they were in formation, everyone got off their horses and bent down to pick it up. You fought with me to grab it, even more so than the reckless men in the market, punching and kicking them.

Wei Zhong was dumbfounded. He looked up at Mo Yu and saw Mo Yu rushing towards him with a sarcasm on his face. His heart went cold and he instantly understood that this was a conspiracy.

"It's over, I've been fooled by this kid!" These were Wei Zhong's last words.
Chapter completed!