Just as Luo Erhu was killing everyone in the backyard, a fierce fight also broke out in the three-story building at the junction of the front hall and the backyard.
Yang Shifan probably never thought until his death that something was wrong with Li Guanxiang after all, as Liu Ju had speculated. It's not that he rebelled temporarily, but that Li Guanxiang was really stupid. After leading Liu Ju to sneak into the building, maybe because of a guilty conscience and uneasy mind, he actually missed the step when he went downstairs and walked along the hard stairs. He rolled down two and a half floors and finally passed out at the entrance of the small building.
Liu Ju, who had been hiding under the withered window sill on the third floor, quickly looked down when he heard the big noise. His expression suddenly changed. He couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart, but he could only bite the bullet and go downstairs again. Li Guanxiang hid himself well to avoid his whereabouts being exposed. But perhaps the sound of Li Guanxiang's armor falling from the building was too loud, alerting the whistle in the front hall, and the fate of the two was destined to end.
Since Liu Ju took the initiative to ask Ying to guard here, he was naturally ready to commit suicide. The only meaning of the guard here is to delay time. As long as they take advantage of the location of this three-story building and try their best to hold back the Wuping soldiers and horses coming to help at the narrow staircase, Yang Shifan and others in the backyard will have more chances to succeed and more time to escape.
Not long after, the sergeants sent by Zhu Kuangcong for reinforcements, led by secret sentries, tightly surrounded the three-story building. At this time, Liu Ju had blocked all the tables, chairs, wooden cabinets and other heavy objects in the building at the only entrance to the stairs. He noticed the dull and chaotic sounds of footsteps outside, and subconsciously pulled out his long sword. Just when he was about to gently poke his head in and wait, something sounded in his ears. There was a roar: "Where are the archers!"
After the words fell, Liu Ju, who could no longer hold himself back, moved as fast as a meteor. Every step shook the light wood floor on the floor, as if it was about to collapse. Finally, he hid behind an overturned tabletop, surrounded by densely packed bows and arrows downstairs. His hands were lined up calmly, and he raised his arm and pointed his bow at the doors and windows of the building.
"Fire arrows!" the leading general Wu Ping yelled, and hundreds of soldiers holding crossbows outside the small building fired in unison. Almost at the same time, the closed doors and windows of the small building were opened by the air wave of arrow rain, and it was dark for a moment. The arrows roared into the air with a frightening sound.
Hundreds of crossbow arrows were gathered together and shot into such a cramped space in the building, and their lethality was self-evident. After a round of arrows, even though Liu Ju was leaning against the table and trying to protect his vital head and face with wooden boards, he still couldn't help but let out a heart-rending roar.
But seeing that his huge body had been hit by seven or eight arrows, almost all of them were hit by nail boards. Although the wooden boards effectively slowed down the impact of the arrows, it looked like only a shallow wound, but where the blood spilled out But they were all in the waist and abdomen, and the broken wood chips were embedded in the flesh and blood, causing even more intense pain.
Soon the second round of arrow rain struck again. After Liu Ju had suffered a loss, he would not sit still and wait for death. He endured the severe pain and roared, stood up to avoid the arrows, the long sword flashed with green light, and his movements were much more graceful.
If it were some new recruits with poor physical fitness, faced with such a fierce offensive, they would definitely die without even making a sound. But Liu Ju was worthy of being a veteran who had experienced hundreds of battles. He moved around and swung his sword with ease. Except for two arrows that scratched his arm, all the other arrows flying towards him were knocked down.
However, the endurance of a flesh and blood body has its limit. Even though Liu Ju had a strong will, he was injured and tried his best to avoid the intensive shooting of Wan Jin Gong. At this time, he almost exhausted his energy.
As the military order to "burn oil" came from outside, Liu Ju already understood that the last moment was coming. He suddenly stopped and closed his eyes calmly. The long sword in his hand dropped to the ground, as if waiting for the next round of thundering arrows. The rain comes, and the baptism of blazing fire. But after hearing the roar of flames outside the building, the instinctive desire to survive surged into my heart again.
Yang Shifan's words were quickly recalled in his mind. Liu Yan suddenly opened his eyes with a sneer on his face. After throwing the long sword out of the window with all his strength, he turned back to the north window sill and looked at the sparkling water in front of him. Taking a deep breath, he jumped up lightly from his feet, flying over the long eaves of the third floor like a big bird, and then plummeted down.
That was the escape route Yang Shifan once mentioned: "The water in the pool downstairs is actually only two feet deep, so there is no problem at all in jumping into the pool from the third floor. And this pool goes straight to the northwest, and the side entrance of the government office is on the shore... ....”
Since the pool is two feet deep, if you jump from the third floor and fall into the water with the right posture, you should be safe and sound. The falling posture is very easy for a Langzhou man like Liu Ju who has lived near the water since he was a child.
With the wind whistling in his ears, Liu Ju closed his eyes tightly and fell like a meteor. The moment he jumped down the stairs, he immediately adjusted his legs to a straight falling posture, with his hands folded in front of his chest. Looking from a distance Like a flying fish with sharp jaws. It is common sense to use this diving posture to reduce the impact of the water surface.
Liu Ju was even more prepared for the situation he would face next. Once he successfully falls into the pool, the surrounding sergeants Wu Ping will definitely rush to pursue him, either by shooting arrows into the water or entering the water to pursue him. He was not afraid of being chased into the water, and he was still confident in his ability to fight in the water. He just had to be wary of random arrows, which required him to calculate the exact location and time after falling into the water, try his best to hold his breath and sneak under the water, and swim crazily towards the northwest.
As long as we can land first and reach the side door of the government office, we may have a glimmer of hope...
With a "boom", he seemed to feel his feet touching the water. Liu Ju was ecstatic, knowing that he was basically halfway successful. However, the severe pain coming from his lower body almost stopped his breathing in an instant. In his ears, he could even clearly hear that the bones from his calf to his crotch were broken inch by inch, making a series of terrifying "kacha" sounds.
Liu Ju's expression changed drastically. When he opened his eyes and looked down in horror, he saw the first and last terrifying scene in his life. His strong legs were breaking apart at an incredible angle, and thick white bones pierced the flesh and exploded on both sides, spreading branches like two withered tree trunks, and the blood spurted out was mixed with broken meat and even splashed into his eyes.
Finally, his body hit a hard floating platform heavily, and the impact was so violent that the water around the floating platform caused several feet of water splash. At the last moment of his life, Liu Ju was numb and weak from the pain that invaded his whole body. After mechanically feeling that all the bones in his sternum were broken, his vision completely went black and turned into a pool of blood-colored skin that was not human-shaped... .
The light breeze on the water dispersed the strong smell of blood everywhere. When Wu Ping's sergeants rushed to the shore to take a look, they saw the figure soaked in blood on the floating platform at a glance. The general waved his hand, and several sergeants swam into the water. The news quickly spread back, confirming that the thief was already dead.
"It's only three stories high. Why did you straighten your legs and jump down? This is a stupid and tragic way to die..." A sergeant swallowed and kept smacking his lips.
Another person responded calmly: "I guess he was trying to escape by diving. It's a pity that the thief died. The governor just built this floating platform last night to enjoy the scenery..."
