Empire's Summoning Generals System

Chapter 640

Not to mention that Liu De was recuperating in the small county town. Long Zhanying, who was escorted by several guards, hid in the reed marshes to avoid Lu Junyi's pursuit. It is frozen, and the reed marsh is also full of dangers.

Not to mention that because of the unknown direction in the dark night, the muddy swamp under their feet is enough to make them tremble with fear.

However, because Long Zhanying was seriously injured and the night was cold, he suddenly developed a high fever. The guards had no choice but to take over and carried Long Zhanying on their backs and walked in the reeds with difficulty.

At noon the next day, everyone who had been in the reed marsh for a night finally escaped from it. However, except for Long Zhanying, there were originally five guards left, but now there are only three guards left. Trauma, coupled with the cold in the middle of the night, I took a nap for a while, but never woke up again.

But the other person accidentally fell into the mud because he was carrying Long Zhanying too heavy. Everyone only snatched Long Zhanying out, but he fell into the mud alive and died.

Everyone was sad for a while, but they cheered up and finally escaped from the reed marsh at noon.

I don't know whether it's because of his strong body or his untimely death. Long Zhanying, who had been in a coma all night, woke up, and even the high fever subsided.

The guards were overjoyed by this, and the little guard took a helmet to the water's edge and handed it to Long Zhanying's mouth. Looking into Long Zhanying's eyes, he murmured, "My lord, I can only use the helmet to catch it." The water is gone, and I hope the lord will forgive me."

Long Zhanying laughed suddenly, took the helmet, and drank the water in the helmet in one gulp. The coolness of the Huai River made Long Zhanying's chaotic head clearer.

Immediately, he said to the three of them with pride and enthusiasm: "You have saved my life, how can I forget you, and when I return to Lingzhou, I will thank you very much. In the future, you and others will all be appointed as marquises and generals. Children and grandchildren, honor the ancestors."

The three of them were overjoyed immediately, and kowtowed to Long Zhanying: "Thank you, my lord!"

After resting for a while, Long Zhanying looked at the surrounding environment, but said: "It seems that we should find a small boat to cross the Huai River, but I'm afraid there are traitors patrolling around and hunting us down."

The oldest guard advised, "There's nothing we can do if we stay here, and we don't have much food left. Why don't we search along the river, maybe we can find a fishing boat."

Long Zhanying nodded and said, "Forget it, that's the only way."

Immediately, everyone walked downstream along the Huai River.

"There's a fishing boat!"

The little guard pointed to the distance and said loudly.

Everyone followed the little guard's fingers and saw that there was indeed a fishing boat, and they could even vaguely see the fishermen on the boat fishing with their nets.

The old guard received Long Zhanying's signal, and stepped forward and shouted: "Hey! That fisherman! Please come here!"

The fishing boat paused for a while, but it still drove over slowly.

The old guard only took a cautious look at the fisherman when he landed, and he was relieved when he confirmed that the fisherman was indeed an ordinary fisherman.

"The fisherman is from Huaizhou?"

The old guard asked in Huaizhou local dialect.

The fisherman was a little apprehensive, but when he heard the local dialect in Huaizhou, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "The little old man is indeed from Fangliang, Huaizhou, and he lives by fishing here."

The old guard cupped his hands and said: "We are also from Huaizhou. Now that we are defeated, we want to go back to our hometown. I wonder if the fisherman will let us cross the river by boat? We will be rewarded!"

"Since you are from your hometown, of course you can!"

replied the fisherman.

Immediately, everyone helped Long Zhanying into the cabin, and when the fishing boat began to slowly row towards the other side of the river, the old guard settled Long Zhanying, and asked the old fisherman for information on the other side, or in other words, asked if there was any fish on the other side. The Han army haunted.

The old fisherman may have lived in such a remote place that he had never even heard of the name of the Han army. The old guard explained for a long time before the old fisherman finally understood, and said, "I haven't seen any armor that is different from what you are wearing. Soldier."

Only then did the old guards feel relieved, after crossing the Huaihe River, find a horse or two, and return to Lingzhou in less than a month, so there is no need to worry about returning to Lingzhou.

Less than two hours later, the small fishing boat finally arrived at the south bank, and the guards helped Long Zhanying get off the boat. Long Zhanying opened his tiger eyes, and a stern look flashed in his eyes, signaling the old guards to kill the old fisherman.

The old guard was somewhat reluctant, but seeing Long Zhanying's fierce eyes, he also knew that this old fisherman was the only one who knew their whereabouts. If the Han army crossed the river to find them, it would be easy to find their whereabouts.

So in desperation, the old guard raised his knife and came to the old fisherman. Before he could speak, there was a sudden cry from a distance, which made the old guard tremble and almost threw the knife on the ground.

Everyone turned their heads to look, but it was an ugly man who was less than five feet tall and greeted the old fisherman with a pole.

"Da Lang! This is the pancake that has just been sold out!"

The old fisherman stepped forward to answer with a smile.

The old guard turned his head and glanced at Long Zhanying, but Long Zhanying signaled the old guard to hurry up, so the old guard had no choice but to step forward.

When he got close, the old guard also heard the two talking about themselves and the others.

But the Dalang who sold the cakes asked curiously, "Who are these soldiers?"

The old fisherman replied: "It's the children from my hometown who escaped after being defeated in the north. This is not the Huaihe River I just took them across."

"oh oh!"

Da Lang just asked curiously, without thinking too much, then Da Lang squatted down, took out a paper bag from the bamboo basket, bowed his head and said: "This is the leftover pancake from today's sale, my wife specially asked me to "

Before Da Lang finished speaking, he felt his face was a little warm and wet, and when he wiped it with his hand, it turned bright red.
"Old fisherman."

Da Lang raised his head, but only saw a headless corpse. The clothes on his body were obviously that of the old fisherman who was still talking to him.

Before Da Lang could ask anything, the old guard became ruthless, and beheaded the three-inch Ding who was less than five feet tall on the spot.

Warm and wet blood spilled all over the bamboo basket, and the paper bag in Da Lang's hands also spilled all over the floor, covered with dust and blood.

The old guard didn't care about cleaning up the scene, and immediately helped Long Zhanying leave with the other two guards.

In the dark night, the south bank of the Huaihe River was brightly lit. A crowd of yamen servants held torches and surrounded an imposing, eight-foot-tall man. Red, a trace of murderous aura overflowed, but it caused the surrounding yamen servants to feel cold and terrified.

"Have you found it?"

The strong man's voice was like thunder, and he asked in a low voice.

A yamen servant cautiously stepped forward and said: "Tou, on the road to investigate, a group of rout soldiers in armor are the most suspected!"

"They killed a certain brother, even if they smashed them into thousands of pieces, they can't solve the hatred in a certain heart!"

(End of this chapter)