Chapter 151: Rendezvous Again

Pei and Wu had joined forces and already ambushed him once! Wu Shaoyi's surprise attack on County Magistrate Village and Pei Xinyu's strike on Shaozi Rock had both damaged his Lu Yao's troops. Who said Pei Xinyu couldn't repeat the same trick? If Pei and Wu cooperated again, it meant the fog couldn't stop Pei Xinyu. The only one trapped and suffering here was his Lu Yao's side!

Pei Xinyu was in the open, Wu Shaoyi was in the dark, and their combined manpower was over two thousand. He had only four or five hundred men, and most were surrendered troops. How could he deal with the attacks of both men at the same time?

Bad! Since when did he fall into a crisis without knowing it?

The more Lu Yao thought, the more his heart sank to the bottom, but his anger was rising rapidly.

So what if he was in a desperate situation? Would he sit and wait for death? These two had played him more than once. Even if heaven, earth, and man were not on his side, if Pei and Wu wanted to deal with him, they would definitely have to pay a painful price! He remained expressionless, but Pei Xinyu noticed his jaw muscles tightening, clearly grinding his teeth.

Clearly the purple sable had stayed on the tree; Pei Xinyu believed Lu Yao must have seen it clearly, yet he hesitated to ask. In other words, Lu Yao likely already knew Wu Shaoyi was still alive.

Since that was the case, he still came to find him, served him as commander, and insisted on chasing the government troops ahead. Why? Because once he, Pei Xinyu, knew Wu Shaoyi was still alive, he would likely lean back toward his old ally and jointly encircle Lu Yao. So, this Lu fellow was seizing the time to stick close, planning to strike first! As long as Pei Xinyu died, the Pei army would be leaderless, and its threat would be greatly reduced. At that time, Lu Yao could turn around to deal with Wu Shaoyi; it wasn't as if he had no chance of winning. After all, Wu Shaoyi had fought a fierce battle with the Crocodile God; even if he didn't die, he must be seriously injured, right? If Lu Yao wanted to seek life in death, this was probably the only way left.

By the way, strictly speaking, Lu Yao was not isolated on this mountain road.

Thinking of this, Pei Xinyu sighed, "What now? Your red falcon can't fly anymore, right?"

"Its wings are ruined. We can only wait here. They set up the array in a hurry; it shouldn't last long. The fog should dissipate in a while, right?" Lu Yao said angrily, "Why do I feel like there was a person standing in the fog in front of you just now?"

"A wooden stake." Pei Xinyu said calmly, "By the way, what deep hatred do you have with the government troops that you want to pursue them so relentlessly?"

"That He dog-official schemed against me!" Lu Yao's eyes were filled with hatred, recounting how He Chunhua had alienated the three armies and obstructed the rendezvous, and then said, "You and Wu Shaoyi both fell for his tricks!"

"According to what you say, drinking and eating fish with him in the village was a delaying tactic?"

"Exactly! The person who reported to you must have been sent by him." Lu Yao sneered, "We fight among ourselves, just as he intended."

"He only has three hundred men, and is carrying women and children; can't you handle him?" Pei Xinyu pondered, "Didn't you have seven hundred men at Shaozi Rock?" Added together, it was nearly a thousand.

"I wanted to keep him to sacrifice to our flag!" This was the biggest loophole in Lu Yao's entire story, which he knew himself, but he could only be stubborn. He couldn't say, "I was afraid my strength would be damaged and I wouldn't be able to compete with you two dogs when we rendezvoused!" "Don't believe me?" Lu Yao said coldly, "Otherwise, why are the government troops fleeing now?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than two screams came from behind.

The Pei-Lu coalition had over two thousand men, and here it was a narrow mountain road, so the column was dragged out very long.

The thick fog covered the sky, and from their angle, they couldn't see the scene at the end of the column at all.

Both were already on high alert, and these two screams directly snapped the last string in their hearts. Lu Yao shouted sharply, "What's going on?"

The rear shouted, "General, two of our brothers were hit by arrows!"

Suddenly, four or five more people screamed loudly.

The column was in chaos, and everyone drew their swords. Trapped in the thick fog, they didn't know where the enemy was attacking from; just being shot at coldly like this made the bandits fear for their own lives, looking around at each other.

Lu Yao also roared, "There's something tricky, be on guard!"

"Form up!" Pei Xinyu frowned and turned back. On such a narrow mountain road, a battle formation couldn't be used at all.

Yet no sooner had he turned than his peripheral vision caught a flash of coldness, rushing toward his neck.

The oppressive killing intent made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

With a "clang" of metal, at the critical moment, he raised the page-hammer in his hand to block this strike.

When riding a horse, the weapon he used most comfortably was the page-hammer.

Of course, Pei Xinyu also saw that the person who launched this sneak axe was none other than Lu Yao beside him!

Lu Yao had just launched his attack, and three of his subordinates suddenly erupted, rushing straight at Pei Xinyu's personal guards. At this moment, the screams at the end of the column had just started, and everyone's attention was on the rear; who would have expected the god of death to be right beside them? Pei Xinyu's two personal guards—one was beheaded and died cleanly, while the other was stabbed in the waist with a prism spike, and when the enemy pulled the spike out, it hooked his intestines out with it.

The third one took advantage of Pei Xinyu fighting Lu Yao to leap up, grabbing a spiked club with both hands, aiming at his head for a dull blow! If this had landed, Pei Xinyu would have been head-exploded in one strike.

Fortunately, there were no "ifs." Pei Xinyu blocked Lu Yao's sneak attack with his right hand, didn't look back, and used his left-hand page-hammer to strike diagonally, knocking the spiked club away, then followed up with a sweep, smashing the armored bandit so hard that his sternum broke, his heart and lungs were injured, and he flew two zhang away.

The spiked club was famous, but the page-hammer was no less so. Both were blunt weapons that injured with brute force. The hammerhead of the page-hammer was also divided into six ridges, like the pages of an open book; smashing into a person, the destructive power was concentrated on one "page," and it was common for opponents to suffer broken bones and tendons or die from internal injuries.

This thing usually appeared in pairs. By the time Pei Xinyu finished off the spiked club, his subordinates had also reacted and rushed up to protect their master.

The two armies that had lived in peace for over an hour suddenly turned against each other.

The two great generals fought together. Pei Xinyu sneered, "After finishing your sneak attack on Wu Shaoyi, you couldn't help but strike again?"

Lu Yao fought with all his might, not saying a word.

Since they had already torn off their masks, he had to kill Pei Xinyu in the shortest possible time, scatter the Pei army, and only then would he have the energy to deal with the impending crisis!...

The mountain road was a mess, with fierce bandits fighting in pairs everywhere. He Lingchuan and Lian Deng dragged their two horses and quietly retreated.

Fortunately, they had the cover of the thick fog; they disappeared from everyone's sight after taking a few steps back.

After he and Lian Deng finished shooting their arrows, they imitated two screams, and the scene immediately fell into chaos.

That was exactly the effect He Lingchuan wanted; only in muddy water could one fish—no, steal horses—so he lowered his head and slipped into the battlefield, picked a dead man's horse, and ran out.

This was what was commonly known as a chaotic battle; no one even noticed their horses were gone.

There were often unidentified projectiles in the crowd of brawlers. He Lingchuan and his companion carefully kept their distance before leaping onto their horses and following the mountain road to pursue the government troops.

The two of them were too insignificant here; they needed reinforcements.

For He Lingchuan, who was protected by primordial energy, recognizing the path was no problem at all. Soon, the thick fog was left behind them.

Ahead was clear blue sky and a good day with a view of a hundred li.

Unexpectedly, after running less than two li, there was the sound of horse hooves ahead, with a large number of people, and they were coming head-on.

He Lingchuan's heart jumped.

Could it be?

After a few more breaths, the column turned around the mountain bend, revealing its true colors: a flag fluttered in the wind, with a huge "He" character on it.

He? He Lingchuan's first thought was the Hebei Zhechong Battalion that his father had written to for reinforcements.

This team didn't expect to meet people at the corner either. Several riders in front braked hard, and someone suddenly shouted, "Eldest Young Master!"

He Lingchuan was startled by this familiar voice crack; he looked closely and it was actually Mao Tao!

"Eldest Young Master!" Several more riders emerged from the crowd; it was Zeng Feixiong and Zhao Qinghai with the old faces of the support army, all overjoyed, "You are alive, you survived!"

"How could I die so easily?"

Zhao Qinghai sighed, "The Prefect was right; you really are a lucky general!"

The two generals approached. Zeng Feixiong introduced them to He Lingchuan, "The Hebei Zhechong Battalion sent troops to reinforce immediately upon receiving the message and happened to meet us on the road. Prefect He immediately directed our support army to come and coordinate in killing the enemy. This is Commandant Zhao, and this is Captain Li!"

He Lingchuan immediately paid his respects to the two generals, seeing that the Zhechong Battalion behind them was imposing, looking like at least seven or eight hundred men; and the support army also had nearly two hundred following, clearly He Chunhua knew he was safe and wanted to turn from fleeing to attacking.

Lian Deng couldn't wait and coughed several times, "Young Master He, the main business is urgent!"

"Right, the main business!" He Lingchuan suddenly realized, "Two lords, the Lu bandit who harmed the County Magistrate Village civilians and made me fall off the cliff is currently in the thick fog behind, fighting with Pei Xinyu! Why don't we go pick up a bargain?"

Picking up a bargain, plucking a peach—who wouldn't like such a good thing? Commandant Zhao and Captain Li looked stern, "We were just about to conquer these rebels. Let's go!"

On the way, He Lingchuan briefly explained what he saw in the thick fog and introduced Lian Deng, "This is one of Wu Shaoyi's subordinates. Wu Shaoyi is willing to defect to the Royal Court and fight side by side with us."

One thousand government troops marched majestically toward the fog battlefield.

Two li of mountain road passed in the blink of an eye, and ahead was mountain land shrouded in thick fog.

Ahead was the chaotic battle zone; they could hear the clashing of metal.

Everyone looked at each other, drew their weapons, and deliberately slowed their pace.

Just after neutralizing Lu Yao's sneak attack, Pei Xinyu felt something was wrong.

The opponent had planned this, and in the first moment, they killed his subordinates, so Pei Xinyu's original twenty-plus personal guards were reduced to only six or seven after ten-plus breaths.

Fortunately, these six or seven were the elite of the elite, hard-pressed to withstand the opponent's fierce attack.

Pei Xinyu's army of over a thousand was actually forcibly separated by the Lu army, unable to rescue him.

The situation now turned into Pei Xinyu and his seven or eight men shrinking into a group, resisting Lu Yao's attack. And outside the Lu bandit army were Pei Xinyu's troops.

Although the Pei army was fighting desperately, trying to rescue their master, they were hindered by the narrow terrain and could never form an effective attack.

There is an additional update today too, coming later.

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