Liu Ju was drunk.

He fell on the mat, his blood-covered eyes flashed with excitement, his thick eyebrows were one high and one low, revealing a bit of naughtiness, as if he had returned to the time when he was rampant in Wu more than ten years ago.

If the Wu Kingdom did not perish, Yan Zhu would definitely be the most favored minister around him. He was very literary, knowledgeable, and could speak well. Every word was spoken in his heart, making every pore in his body comfortable. More importantly, although Yan Zhu was knowledgeable, he was not pedantic. He was able to let go, sing and dance, and fully reflected the heroism of the Wu and Chu people.

What a pity...

"Your Highness, I'll go... to get rid of my hand, and then... talk to you about Wei Qihou." Yan Zhu stood up staggeringly, burping, talking to Liu Ju, but his hand pointed elsewhere.

Liu Ju laughed: "Ha...ha, you... are drunk, why are you so much urine? I've been there today... several times?"

"This... the wine is too... too light, it's all... all water." Yan Zhuo said, putting his arm on the maid's shoulder and shaking out.

Liu Ju sighed and sighed. Yan Zhu was right, the wine was indeed light and was full of water. How good was the wine in Wu back then? When he opened the wine jar, the room was full of fragrance. It was not like this wine, and he couldn't feel the smell of wine even when he drank it.

What a pity! With a sigh, two turbid tears flowed down Liu Ju's face. A middle-aged man with a fat face was just intoxicated, and suddenly burst into tears. The waiter hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him. Liu Ju pushed the waiter away, walked staggering to the table, swayed his arms, and sang his sad song.

"The time is not good, and the country is destroyed, and life and death are separated and the face is old..."

Yan Zhu halfway down on the maid's shoulder and came to the toilet outside the tent. He took off his pants, squatted beside the pit, and sang in his mouth: "The screen is round and covers my king; he is heavy with embroidery, and he is connected with the slate..."

The maid endured the stench and waited on the side, not daring to show any unhappiness. This Lord Yan seemed to have congenital deficiencies. He went out three times a night and squatted for a long time. Seeing him like that, he seemed to fall asleep in the toilet at any time.

After a long time, Yan Zhucai stood up, picked up his pants, slowly tidied up his clothes, and walked towards the big tent in one step. After walking two steps, he suddenly stopped, took the maid, turned around and walked towards the hillside next to him.

"Sir, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, here." The maid quickly reminded.

"That's right." Yan Zhu smiled, suddenly reached out and pulled out the long sword around his waist, stabbed it into the maid's lower abdomen with one sword. He twisted it hard again. The maid was shocked. Only then did she realize that Yan Zhu's face was not drunk at all, and her eyes were as bright as wild beasts.

Yan Shu held the sword in one hand and hugged the maid who was about to collapse with the other hand, looking around. Two soldiers were looking here. Yan Shu blocked the sword with the maid's body, dragged the maid into the grass. The two soldiers looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Hiding in the grass, Yan Zhu let go of his maid, hugged his waist and ran towards the hillside. Wei Qing flashed out from the front. "Sir..."

"Go away!" Yan Zhu was very excited. "Why did you come?"

"We have to avoid the patrol soldiers, so we are slower. Sir. Do you know the route to escape?"

"I know." Yan Zhu carried the long sword and walked as fast as he could. After a while, they met Qin Ge and boarded the boat. They quietly rowed to the northeast. Yan Zhu grew up in the water town, and rowed more than Wei Qing and Qin Ge. The boat was more obedient than the mount in his hand. He quietly set off a wave and left the island.

It didn't take long for them to get ashore. Yan Zhu took the lead and walked forward. Wei Qing rushed up. "Sir, is this safe here?"

"Safe, I can walk back with my eyes closed."

"Then... sir, can Qin Ge escort you? I'll go to rescue Liang Xiao. Liang Xiao is still blocking the people in Houyi's camp. Without the protection of the swordsmen, he is very dangerous."

Yan Zhu stopped and stared at Wei Qing. "Wei Qing, your task is to protect me."

"Wei Qing understands. But if there was no Liang Xiao, once Houyi Camp conveyed the news back to the island and Liu Ju sent someone to chase us, we might not be able to run far."

Yan Zhu pondered for a moment: "Okay, Qin Ge, go, stay and follow me."

"Qin Ge can't row." Wei Qing said: "I'm a little bit watery."

Yan Zhu was a little angry and ignored Wei Qing and turned around and left in a hurry. Wei Qing and Qin Ge explained a few words, turned around and took the boat, and rowed towards Liang Xiao and others. He rowed very quickly, and he didn't even bother to hide his figure. He had just heard the sound of a tiger, and when he thought that Liang Xiao was alone to deal with more than ten people including Zhongliqi, there might be a tiger lurking beside him, he shuddered.

"Wow—Wow—" Wei Qing rowed the boat and rushed away.

...

Liang Xiao jumped behind a huge rock, and a few feather arrows shot, and the bronze arrow shot out sparks of sparks on the huge rock.

Liang Xiao returned an arrow and screamed in shock. Someone was shot.

"Be careful!" Zheng Er shouted: "He is surrounded and cannot escape. Be careful not to be attacked by him. It is almost dawn, and he can't hide it when it dawns."

"Damn it." Liang Xiao leaned against the huge rock, listened to Zheng Er's smug shouting, and cursed himself. The unexpected appearance of the tiger consumed too much physical strength and was surrounded by Zheng Er and others. At such a close distance, he exerted the advantage of not wielding the range, and was very passive under the pursuit of Zheng Er and others.

When he came out, he was wearing casual clothes, not even a piece of leather armor, and his protection was almost zero. He was hit by two arrows while running away. One arrow was blocked by the arrow pouch, which was fine. The other arrow shot into the butt, which hurt so much that it seriously affected his escape.

Liang Xiao pulled out the arrow and touched the sticky blood in his hand. The heart-wrenching pain stimulated his nerves, causing him to wake up from the fear of facing the tiger. If he could no longer escape from the encirclement, he would be killed by these junior brothers and junior sisters.

He initially estimated that besides the Zhongli period, at least five people have combat power and can pose a threat to him. In the previous battles, it was not ruled out that someone was shot but was not killed. After all, it was in the darkness, and he was able to determine the position of the man with his ears, but he could not guarantee that he would die with one arrow.

Twenty steps apart, he had no confidence in killing him. If he wanted to shoot a person, except for the throat, there was only the heart. The archers in Houyi Camp had armor on their bodies. Although some were made of bamboo and wood, they had some protective properties. Liang Xiao was not sure that he could shoot their heart with an arrow.

Liang Xiao endured the pain of suffocation, took a few deep breaths, calming himself as much as possible, and identifying the positions of both sides of the enemy and us. Hearing that someone approached, he immediately took an arrow, slowed down his breathing, and waited motionlessly.

A figure poked his head out and showed his head. Before he could see Liang Xiao’s position clearly, Liang Xiao opened his bow, pointed the arrow directly into his throat, and shot it out. It was so close that the man had no reaction at all, and was shot through Liang Xiao’s throat and turned over and fell down.

The sound alarmed other people, and immediately a few arrows shot over. Taking this opportunity, Liang Xiao used his hands and feet and crawled in the other direction. He had just crawled two steps when he was suddenly pressed down, and a long sword with a flashing light was placed on his neck.

-(To be continued)

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Chapter completed!