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- The cave was completely dark, and only the faint light of the lantern could barely see the way forward.
Because in order to save the amount of work, the height of the secret passage is only about half a person's height. Everyone can only move forward in the secret passage by bending down.
Zhuge Liang bent over and lowered his head, following a dozen soldiers who were opening the way, and moved forward with difficulty, eating dust along the way, and he was out of breath after not walking for a long time.
But Zhuge Liang could only endure it and continued to move forward as tired as a dog.
??Unconsciously, Zhuge Liang had already walked more than a few hundred steps. He estimated that he had already walked out of the city. If he persisted for a while, he would be able to successfully pass through the Chu army's wall.
At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from above the head, and the dust on the top of the cave began to fall in large tracts at an accelerated speed.
Zhuge Liang was suddenly startled, and the soldiers in front and behind him were also panicked, not knowing what was going on.
The shaking became more and more violent, and the falling dust turned into large pieces of earth and rocks. Some of them even fell on Zhuge Liang's head, causing him pain.
"Cavalry, there is a large group of cavalry passing by on the ground. Climb forward quickly and don't stop." Zhuge Liang suddenly understood. He was so frightened that he used his hands and feet to crawl forward wildly.
The soldiers were also frightened and hurriedly crawled forward with their hands and feet on their butts.
The earth and rocks fell faster and faster and more violently. The tunnel was filled with earth and fog, and Zhuge Liang was choked to the point that he could hardly breathe.
At this time, on the ground above the soil layer, a cavalry of 5,000 people was galloping past.
"Hurry, speed up. If it's too late, we won't get any credit." Deng Ai waved his silver spear and shouted excitedly at his cavalry.
It turns out that Deng Aizheng led 5,000 cavalry to inspect the Western Camp, but he didn't want to get the news. A fierce battle had begun at the east gate, and Yan Liang's imperial edict arrived quickly. He was called upon to lead his army to the east gate for reinforcements.
Deng Ai and his cavalry were eager to perform meritorious deeds. When they received the imperial edict, they all rushed towards the east gate with enthusiasm.
The iron cavalry rolled, shaking the ground to crack, and the rhythm of the iron hoofs gradually resonated with the ground, making the earthquake force even more powerful.
Deng Ai didn't know. Not far underground, Zhuge Liang, the great enemy, was crawling in a panic.
Zhuge Liang was extremely panicked. He had calculated everything and thought he could escape and ascend to heaven smoothly. But he didn't expect that at this critical moment, a cavalry force would happen to pass by.
Zhuge Liang was crawling and almost out of breath. Suddenly, there was a "click" sound behind him.
Immediately afterwards, Zhuge Liang felt something heavy. He hit his leg hard.
In an instant, heartbreaking pain came from his legs, Zhuge Liang screamed "ah" and crawled to the ground. Can't move anymore.
When the soldiers in front heard the sound and turned around suddenly, they were shocked to see that Zhuge Liang was pressed under the earth and rocks from his buttocks down, and the people behind Zhuge Liang were there. All of them were blocked by falling earth and rocks.
"Prime Minister." The soldier crawled back in panic.
Zhuge Liang recovered from the initial severe pain and looked back with difficulty. But he saw that most of his legs were buried in the ground, and he seemed to have lost consciousness from the knees down.
"Quick, pull me out quickly." Zhuge Liang screamed in horror, crawling with both hands.
However, as soon as he exerted a little force, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his leg, which made him grit his teeth.
Despite this, Zhuge Liang could only hold back the severe pain and crawl forward desperately with his desire to survive.
The soldiers in front also stretched out their hands and dragged Zhuge Liang forward hard. With the combined efforts, they finally pulled Zhuge Liang's body out of the earth and rocks.
Zhuge Liang let out a long breath, panted and looked back, only to see that his legs were dripping with blood and he was no longer conscious.
Behind him, earth and rocks had sealed the other end of the tunnel. His stepmother Song and the rest of the family soldiers were all sealed at that end.
"Prime Minister, Madam Tai and the others are locked up in the back, what should we do?" the soldier asked in a panic.
Zhuge Liang looked at his bloody legs, then looked up at the falling earth and rocks, hesitated for a long time, and bit down hard.
"The people behind are out of control. You can quickly help the Prime Minister out of the secret passage." Zhuge Liang ordered in a deep voice.
The soldier was shocked and said: "But the Prime Minister and the Madam are also here"
"For the sake of the overall situation, the Prime Minister can only do this. Stop talking nonsense and help me go quickly." Zhuge Liang snapped.
The soldier was shocked and had no choice but to hold on to Zhuge Liang, crawling and rolling.He continued to crawl forward to escape.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the falling earth and rocks above their heads became less and less, and the air became fresher and fresher. Not long after climbing, the front suddenly became clear, and they finally climbed out of this secret passage.
With the endless starry sky above his head and the boundless night in front of him, Zhuge Liang felt as if he had escaped from hell, breathing air desperately, thankful that he had escaped death.
After a long while, Zhuge Liang came back from the ecstasy and realized that he was not out of danger yet, and it was not time to rejoice.
He looked around and saw that the wall was behind him, and diagonally, there were faint lights from Chu Camp.
Then Zhuge Liang lowered his head again and glanced at the dark secret passage, with a complicated look on his pale face.
After pondering for a moment, Zhuge Liang sighed secretly and said silently: "Let's go, while it's still dark, help Xiang quickly pass through the gaps in the enemy camp. Only in this way can we survive."
The dozen or so soldiers were all dejected and had no choice but to support Zhuge Liang and continue to sneak westward under the cover of night.
At the other end of the tunnel, Mrs. Song was terrified and didn't know what to do.
At this time, the Song family had just entered the tunnel and had probably just passed under the city wall. At this time, the rumbling vibrations above their heads also caused the Song family to panic.
At this moment, news came from the front that there was a landslide on the top of the tunnel, and several people were trapped underneath.
The road ahead has been blocked, the tunnel is filled with dust, and breathing is difficult. We can no longer move forward and can only go back the same way we came.
Song's beauty changed with fright, and she was so panicked that she didn't know what to do. She could only turn around and crawl out the same way.
After some hardships, the Song family finally climbed out of the pit and returned to the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Mrs. Song squatted by the pit and stared for a long time, eagerly waiting for Zhuge Liang to come out, but she waited for a long time. When the last soldier came out, Zhuge Liang was still missing.
"What's going on, where is Liang'er?" Mrs. Song asked in horror.
The last soldier who was named said with a mournful face: "A large area suddenly collapsed in the tunnel. The prime minister and several people seemed to be trapped underneath."
Mrs. Song was shocked when she heard this. For a moment, she felt thunder crashing down from the sky, making her dizzy. Almost fainted.
Song, who was dizzy, felt her legs weaken and fell to her knees, paralyzing beside the tunnel.
Looking at the dark cave entrance, Mrs. Song cried and murmured: "Liang'er. Liang'er~~"
The Song family¡¯s desolate cries echoed in the sky above the Prime Minister¡¯s Mansion, and at this moment, outside the east gate of Ye City, the miserable howl could be heard shaking the heavens and the earth.
The 20,000 remnants of the Han army have been surrounded and killed by tens of thousands of Chu troops. Crazy attacks, killing the stubborn enemies.
The Han army fell into the trap and was divided into more than a dozen groups, surrounded and killed by several times the Chu army.
In the Chu army. The fierce generals like clouds slaughtered wildly, venting the fierce fighting spirit in their hearts.
But among the Han army, there was only one general, Cao Ren, and he could only support them with all their strength.
at this time. The sky has grown bright, and the light of the people shines on the battlefield. What was shown was the tragic scene of Shura with corpses on the pillow like a mountain and blood flowing like a river.
Yan Liang stood at the gate of the horse camp, playing with the riding whip in his hand, watching the bloody battle coldly.
To the west, dust and mist suddenly rose, and rumbles of thunder seemed to come from the horizon.
Yan Liang raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see a black torrent rushing towards him at an angle.
The five thousand cavalry led by Deng Ai finally arrived.
"This battle should come to an end." A sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Liang's mouth.
The iron cavalry rolled and arrived at a high speed, like a sharp arrow, giving the stubborn Han army the most fatal blow.
Under the unstoppable impact of the cavalry, Cao Ren's 3,000-strong personal army was cut in two in the blink of an eye, and the formation collapsed.
The group of Han soldiers who lost their support for formation were quickly swallowed up by the surging Chu army.
In the rebellious army, Cao Ren was still brandishing his sword wildly, resisting desperately and making a last ditch effort.
Ten steps away, Zhao Yun's spear danced like the wind, walking straight towards Cao Ren on a trail of blood.
Zhao Yun is filled with revenge. Today, only the blood of Cao Ren and Zhuge Liang can wash away the anger in his heart.
Seeing Zhao Yun's attack, Cao Ren was shocked. How could he not know how strong Zhao Yun's martial arts was.
With no way to retreat, Cao Ren had no choice but to grit his teeth, muster up his courage, ride his horse, wield his sword, and charge forward.
Two riders came riding on the snow.
Zhao ?The silver gun in his hand was like lightning, and with overwhelming force, it formed a whirlpool and shot out quickly.
Cao Ren let out a low roar, and the war sword in his hand danced out of the dense curtain of swords, sweeping out with wild blows.
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Amidst the metallic roar of hunting, two riders passed by on the wrong horse.
Cao Ren felt his fingers were numb, his sword was shaking to the point of buzzing, and he could hardly hold it, blood was boiling in his chest, and his breathing was suffocated.
Before Cao Ren could be shocked, Zhao Dong reined in his horse and fired back. The second move came like the wind, and the spear tip was like a stream of light, shooting at a rapid rate.
Cao Ren didn't have time to think too much, so he had to take a strong breath and try his best to block it.
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The heavy gun came again, and Cao Ren was shaken by the violent force, and his legs were almost unable to hold the horse's belly.
"This traitor's martial arts skills are really as powerful as the legend says!" Cao Ren was greatly shocked, and his fighting spirit was weakened by three points in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Yun, who was full of revenge, did not give Cao Ren the slightest chance to breathe. With the third and fourth moves, heavy gun shadows came at him like a violent storm.
Cao Ren could only try his best to block it, but within ten moves, he was already in a hurry and was full of flaws.
The violent storm-like offensive came to an abrupt halt at a certain moment.
Zhao Yun reined in his horse and held his spear, standing tall, his eyes shining with joyful pride.
But Cao Ren was as stiff as an eagle, his eyes wide open, and his face was filled with endless terror.
A thin thread of blood appeared from Cao Ren's neck. Then, the blood thread expanded rapidly, and finally it was shaped like a baby's lips, with large streams of blood pouring out of the bloody lips.
Cao Ren, whose throat was cut, groaned, and Nuo Da's body suddenly fell to the horse. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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