Chapter 152: Forsaken by All (Additional update for Gulu Jibaiwan)

Pointed at by a thousand blades, Pei Xinyu suddenly fell into a desperate situation. Lu Yao wanted his life! At this time, begging for mercy was useless; he understood that Lu Yao would definitely cut him down from his horse to deal with the thousand-plus people outside.

Wu Shaoyi sent someone to persuade him to guard against Lu Yao's sudden attack. In the end, he was still too arrogant.

Pei Xinyu had no time to regret at this moment, because another guard beside him screamed and fell.

Stabbed to death by random spears.

The powerful enemy surrounded them, so they didn't need to talk about martial arts, just holding long weapons and stabbing randomly; sooner or later, they would be turned into skewers.

Pei Xinyu stared fixedly at Lu Yao, anger flashing in his eyes. He reached into his bosom and took out a small yellow brass figure, bit his tongue to spray it with blood, then threw it at the crowd opposite, shouting, "Grow!"

This figure was only the length of his middle finger; it looked like a yellow brass toy, its surface pitted and covered with several patches—the kind of thing no one would pick up even if thrown on the roadside.

The Lu bandits saw him throwing something randomly and subconsciously raised their swords to deflect it. Lu Yao had sharp eyes and shouted urgently as soon as he saw it, "Move!"

Unfortunately, it was too late.

This thing grew in the wind; it was less than three inches when thrown, but expanded rapidly in mid-air. The Lu bandits only felt a large shadow appearing out of thin air.

When it landed, the earth shook with a "bang."

The small brass figure had grown into a four-zhang (thirteen-meter) tall copper-armored heavenly soldier, fully clad in heavy armor, and was hard enough that swords and halberds couldn't cut it.

Pure metal, solid.

Lu Yao's expression changed, "The Holy Master's copper-armored heavenly soldier, he actually gave it to you!"

As soon as the copper-armored heavenly soldier appeared, it used a sweeping leg and two heavy punches, knocking the surrounding Lu bandits into disarray. Several unlucky ones were swept off the mountain road and fell into a ten-zhang deep ravine, their screams endless.

With it guarding the formation, the pressure on Pei Xinyu and the others was immediately shared. The copper-armored heavenly soldier's speed was slower, but its power was immense, and every heavy strike was solid, plus it was hard to injure with blades, making it really difficult for the bandit soldiers to deal with in the narrow mountain road.

Pei Xinyu suddenly felt a warning in his heart and retreated.

Where he had been standing just a moment ago, two or three hard bamboo shoots drilled out of the ground, growing to four feet before stopping, the tips becoming sharper and sharper. If he had retreated half a second later, he would have been impaled.

A personal guard was hit, screaming and bleeding profusely.

Pei Xinyu felt his back tighten, pointed to the opposite side, and the copper-armored heavenly soldier turned half its body, scooped one from the bandit group, and threw him straight into the sky.

This person finally fell into the deep ravine with a scream; it was the sorcerer under Lu Yao.

Those few ground spikes were his masterpiece.

The Lu bandits' encirclement was broken by the copper-armored heavenly soldier, and Pei Xinyu's subordinates fought bravely, anxious to save their master.

Seeing that this sneak attack was also about to fail, Lu Yao gritted his teeth, pulled out the Ghost Eye Bow, and without needing others to risk their lives, he bent the bow and nocked an arrow himself, aiming at Pei Xinyu, whispering, "Must hit, two years of life!"

The ghost eye in front of the bow opened abruptly, focusing on Pei Xinyu.

The latter had just smashed an enemy to death when he felt a tightness in his brow, as if some great terror was staring at him.

He glanced hurriedly and happened to see the ghost eye wide open in front of Lu Yao, with a beam of light shooting over.

Ghost Eye Bow! He was so scared that the hair on his body exploded, and without time to think, he lunged to the side.

The arrow arrived, and the copper-armored heavenly soldier happened to raise its arm to swing.

With a dull "bang," the copper-armored heavenly soldier's forearm actually exploded, and the scattering copper debris blinded several people.

But the arrow was also knocked off course.

It didn't matter; it had the attribute of self-tracking, made a turn, and aimed at Pei Xinyu again.

A loyal guard rushed up to protect his master, using his body as a shield.

A cloud of blood mist exploded on his back.

Piercing through the human body, the arrow didn't stop, continuing to pursue the ultimate target.

The Ghost Eye Bow had once been Hong Xiangqian's treasure, and Pei Xinyu also knew its characteristic: the first strike was the strongest, the second was weaker, and the third was the weakest. Seeing that it had already hit twice in succession but hadn't lost much speed, he had no time to find cover, so he poured strength into his right arm and swung his hammer.

This strike could be called peak perfection and peak danger; with a "clang," the third arrow arrived, hitting the hammer page precisely.

A moment late, a moment early, and the arrow would have nailed him between the brows.

The page-hammer was knocked out of his hand, hitting Pei Xinyu's left shoulder on the way, smashing its owner back three big steps, his right tiger's mouth bursting, blood flowing onto the hammer handle.

But the arrow was indeed knocked away and didn't come again.

The three-link ended, Pei Xinyu's left collarbone was broken by the hammer, his left arm was crippled, and he couldn't even hold his weapon.

As soon as the arrow left the string, Lu Yao threw the bow, raised his axe, and rushed over.

Pei Xinyu was knocked back by the three-link arrow, just in time to dodge his first horizontal slash.

The two fought again, both staring at each other, panting.

One injured, one exhausted.

"You are the murderer who killed the Holy Master!" Pei Xinyu could only fight back with his right hand, shouting angrily, "Wu's men, listen well! Your General Wu is still alive!" He had been in such a hurry just now that he forgot to shout the truth to alienate the enemy army! A commotion immediately broke out among the Lu bandits.

The number of people Lu Yao had recruited from Wu Shaoyi was over three hundred, and they were all suspicious and uncertain after hearing this news, their sword swings not as decisive as before.

"He's talking nonsense, don't let yourselves be thrown into chaos!" Lu Yao shouted back, secretly hating himself for being blinded by pig fat just now—why didn't he return to Desheng Town to gather his men first, instead of chasing the He dog-official straight here?

Having more of his own direct subordinates was the true path; what use were these guys who loved to rebel!

At this moment, a warning suddenly arose in his heart, and his back went cold.

Bad!

Lu Yao had been through many battles, so he didn't care about anything and lunged forward.

With a "whoosh," something grazed his back and shot out. If he hadn't lunged in time, he would have been gutted.

Lu Yao had just propped up his body when he saw it make a magnificent U-turn, aiming at his face again.

This strike was fast and fierce; Lu Yao didn't even have time to blink before he felt the bone-chilling cold reach his brow.

Was it a boomerang? He couldn't care about Pei Xinyu and used his axe to deflect it.

With a crisp "clang," the axe blade actually chipped a piece the size of a finger.

Only then did Lu Yao see clearly that the thing he had knocked away seemed to be a... broken sword? No, a broken saber.

Who threw it? But while he was dealing with this broken saber, his chest was exposed, and Pei Xinyu seized the opportunity to strike him heavily on the left chest with his hammer! Within three zhang, everyone heard that dull thud.

Lu Yao was hit so hard he spat blood and rolled off his horse.

Pei Xinyu's strike of contained anger dented his left chest, breaking two ribs, which then pierced into his heart!

The heart is the source of Qi and blood; Lu Yao struggled to climb up, but the position of his heart was like a bottomless pit, sucking away his strength continuously.

Fortunately, his personal guards arrived and protected him with their lives.

As long as they could rush north back to the main road, Lu Yao could continue west and rendezvous with his men in Desheng Town.

Just then, a horn sounded not far away, and a team rushed out of the thick fog, shouting as they saw people, "Lu bandit, die!"

The two bandit armies that had been fighting were both stunned.

It was already so chaotic; why was there a third party coming to stir things up?

However, since the other side was looking for the "Lu bandit," Pei Xinyu's subordinates subconsciously stepped back a few steps, not wanting to be accidentally injured.

Lian Deng saw the opportunity and rushed out of the team, shouting loudly, "General Wu is still alive, Wu's brothers, follow me!"

He was an old man by Wu Shaoyi's side, having served for over six years, and the Wu bandits all recognized this familiar face. Pei Xinyu had shouted earlier, but they were at most suspicious; once Lian Deng came forward, the matter was eight or nine parts true.

So, a large number of Lu bandits immediately lost their will to fight and switched sides, all rushing toward him.

Lu Yao on the ground was so angry he almost spat blood a second time, but at this time, saving his life was the most important thing. He grabbed a talisman from his bosom and swallowed it without even chewing.

Ordinary talismans were yellow paper with red characters, but this one was black paper with red characters.

The changes on the field also stunned Pei Xinyu. Fresh troops had indeed arrived, but could these be Wu Shaoyi's troops? The military armor they were wearing was clearly the standard issue of the government army!

However, Lian Deng was standing in the other side's team.

The situation was so chaotic that even he, a veteran commander, was a bit confused. But he reacted extremely quickly, ordering, "Raise the blue flag, kill the Lu bandit!"

Once the blue flag was raised, the Pei army would naturally gather and defect, avoiding being accidentally injured by friendly forces on the battlefield. This had been the basic operation of the Pei army for many years, and everyone had long since formed the habit. More than ten blue flags were raised, and the Pei army immediately shrank into their respective small teams, clearly distinguishing themselves from the Lu bandits.

The new government troops gathered their spirits, specifically targeting the Lu bandits.

Lu Yao had already been carried back by his personal guards, but he had only taken two steps when he suddenly spat blood again, his legs went soft, and he fell headlong. This time, the blood was not only black but also contained chunks—it was pieces of his internal organs.

His eyes were filled with disbelief: why didn't the talisman he swallowed take effect! At this moment, a strong wind blew, and the fog dissipated rapidly.

The time limit for the thick fog had expired.

Lu Yao fell like that, and the fog dissipated like that, so his subordinates saw it clearly.

Don't know who it was, but someone kept shouting, "Lu Yao is dead, Lu Yao is dead."

The situation on the battlefield was already unfavorable, and when many bandits heard and saw this, they didn't dare to resist stubbornly anymore, very simply turning and running, unable to withstand the pincer attack of Pei Xinyu and the government troops.

Lu Yao still had a few stubborn confidants who carried him and were about to mount their horses to escape.

These were all walking merits, so the government troops wouldn't let them go, gathering their spirits and pursuing relentlessly, breaking up this last small group of huddled forces before long.

At this time, Lu Yao was also shaken awake, his face like gold paper, his eyelids barely able to open.

He had fought to the death with Wu Shaoyi and Pei Xinyu one after another, and in between, he had pursued the support army, so he was already wounded and tired. Adding Pei Xinyu's fatal strike, new wounds and old pains flared up together, and he could no longer hold on.

The Commandant Zhao of the Hebei Zhechong Battalion rushed forward, shouting sharply, "Are you the cannibal king Lu Yao?"

Lu Yao didn't even look at him, just stared at Pei Xinyu and sneered, "In the end, it was you who defected to the government troops, it was you who betrayed the Holy Master!"

His mouth was full of blood, and Pei Xinyu's face was iron-blue.

How could it be like this, how could it be like this? Lu Yao wanted to say something else, but Commandant Zhao rushed up and slashed down, not even giving him another word.

A scar the size of a bowl appeared on Lu Yao's neck.

Blood splashed angrily, and his eyes were still wide open.

He died with his eyes wide open.

This chapter is specifically for two new alliances, Gulu Gulu Pa and Jibaiwan Zhi Wangcai.

9000 words again today, the manuscript-saving king has collapsed...

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