Chapter 120 You die, don't drag me down with you! Jiangling changes hands! Liu Bei: Jingsheng, we finally meet!
"Uncle, where are we going?"

Kuai Jun asked with a confused look on his face before he could react.

"My 8,000 soldiers have been almost completely destroyed. Liu Bei will surely take advantage of the situation and attack us later. Jiangling City cannot be defended."

"Go and escort our Kuai clan members to the river. I'll go pick up the second young master and we'll meet up on the river!"

Kuai Yue kept walking, muttering instructions as he walked.

Kuai Jun's heart trembled, and he suddenly reacted.

His own uncle was about to abandon his lord Liu Biao, and fled first with the Kuai clan and Liu Biao's son Liu Cong.

"Uncle, are we really going to abandon our lord?"

Kuai Jun was worried and had to remind him.

A cold look flashed across Kuai Yue's eyes.

"The fall of Jiangling is inevitable. The only way for us to survive is to join forces with Huang Zu."

"Unfortunately, he hates Huang Zu so much, but he also cares about his reputation. He will never listen to my advice and go to Jiangxia. He will only retreat to Jingnan."

"There is the traitor Huang Zhong in Jingnan, and there are no soldiers available. If we retreat to Jingnan, we will just wait for death."

"If he wants to die, let him go. But my Kuai clan cannot be buried with him!"

Kuai Yue had no more worries and directly broke the window paper.

Kuai Jun's body was shocked, and he suddenly came to his senses.

So he said no more, and the uncle and nephew hurried down the city, mounted their horses, and fled away separately.

On top of the city.

Liu Biao was still in a state of despair until the defeated soldiers fled back and knocked on the gate, only then did he come to his senses.

"Quick, open the city gate and let them in!"

Liu Biao shouted hoarsely at the panicked soldiers.

Soon, the city gates opened and the defeated soldiers fled in panic. Several generals were brought up to the city and knelt at Liu Biao's feet.

"Why did you come back like this?"

"Didn't Pan'er lead you to raid Liu Bei's granary? What's going on?"

Liu Biao had regained some of his composure at this time, but he still asked with the last glimmer of hope.

The generals fell to their knees, weeping and saying:
"After we entered the enemy camp, Liu Bei suddenly appeared, and countless enemy ambushes appeared from all directions and surrounded us."

"Then Liu Bei claimed that his military advisor had long anticipated that we would attack his granary at night."

"They ambushed us and General Xing Dao and General Liu were killed by the enemy. Our army was almost wiped out. Only a few of us escaped!"

Thunder roared overhead.

Liu Biao staggered back two steps and fell to the ground.

The remaining glimmer of hope was shattered by the lieutenant colonel's words.

Eight thousand soldiers were completely wiped out!

General Xing Daorong and nephew Liu Pan were all killed in the battle!
The last bit of strength he could rely on was shattered and turned into nothing.

And all this happened just because that country bumpkin saw through his plot once again, allowing Liu Bei to outwit him.

"Why?"

"Why was every step of mys seen through by that country bumpkin?"

"Could it be that Xiao Fang is really a person sent down from heaven to kill me?"

"How can heaven be so unkind to me~~"

Liu Biao's eyes were filled with tears and indignation. He looked up to the heaven and asked sadly.

Just as he was asking this question in hatred of the sky, dust and fog rolled in from the direction of the city, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Liu Bei's army arrived.

Forty thousand soldiers rushed towards the city walls from all directions like a tide.

Liu Biao recovered from his grief and anger, struggled to get up and rushed to the top of the city wall.

As far as the eye could see, in the blazing flames, countless soldiers of Liu's army had already arrived at the foot of the city carrying ladders.

Obviously, Liu Bei wanted to take advantage of the victory and conquer Jiangling in one fell swoop.

"I still have Jiangling City. I haven't lost yet!"

"Soldiers, the time has come for you to serve me. Defend Jiangling to the death~~"

Liu Biao drew his sword and roared loudly.

There are more than a thousand soldiers around, none of them are his direct troops. In such a situation of overwhelming defeat, who would be foolish enough to fight to the death for him?

Before Liu's army even climbed the city wall, they fled in panic.

"Liu Biao!"

"The situation is hopeless, why don't you open the city and surrender to my lord!"

A familiar shout was heard from outside the city.

Liu Biao was startled and looked over, only to see a general standing on his horse with a sword drawn, issuing an ultimatum to him.

"Wen...Wen Pin?"

Liu Biao's eyes bulged out and he called out the name with gnashing teeth.

The general who had once been his subordinate was now at the forefront of Liu's army and had even publicly advised him, his old master, to surrender to his new master, Liu Bei.

Liu Biao was so angry that he pointed his sword fiercely and screamed:
"Shoot the traitor to death, kill him~~"

The archers on the left and right looked at each other, dropped their bows and crossbows, and turned away.

Liu Biao was furious. He waved his sword and cursed at the fleeing soldiers, trying to suppress the defeat.

Under the city.

Wen Pin's eyes were as sharp as blades, and he had already bent his bow and drawn his arrow, aiming at Liu Biao.

As soon as he loosened his fingers, an arrow flew out from the bow, carrying all the resentment he had suffered for many years, and went straight to Liu Biao.

"puff!"

An arrow grazed Liu Biao's face and broke his ear.

Liu Biao screamed in pain, covered his bleeding ears, staggered and fell to the ground again.

After all, Wen Pin was not a good archer, and the arrow missed the target by an inch and failed to kill Liu Biao.

Even so, as the governor of a state, he was shot and his ear was broken, which was already a very embarrassing situation.

The severe pain was like a bucket of cold water, which woke up the frantic Liu Biao. The fall of Jiangling was a foregone conclusion. If he didn't leave, he would die here.

"Yi Du, what should I do?"

Liu Biao only then remembered Kuai Yue. He didn't care about the pain of his broken ear and shouted anxiously.

But no one responded.

Liu Biao stood up and looked around quickly, but there was no sign of Kuai Yue.

"My lord, before the defeated army entered the city just now, Kuai Biejia and his nephew left the city first."

The personal guards beside him were busy reporting.

Liu Biao felt as if his heart was hit by a heavy hammer. In an instant, his chest was filled with blood and he almost suffocated.

Kuai Yue, seeing that the situation was not good, decisively abandoned him and escaped first.

"Kuai Yue, you shameless fellow!"

"If it weren't for your miscalculation, which caused me to lose my last 8,000 soldiers, Jiangling City would never have been lost!"

"How dare you abandon me and run away alone?"

"You shameless fellow, I am truly blind to have considered you my confidant for so many years—"

The abandoned Liu Biao started cursing like a resentful woman, completely losing the bearing of a local leader.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

More than ten sharp arrows were shot onto the city wall, and several of the personal guards on the left and right were pinned down, with blood splattering all over Liu Biao's face.

Liu Biao's fear overwhelmed his anger, and he didn't bother to scold Kuai Yue anymore. He hurriedly ordered his personal guards to escort him out of the city and flee towards the southern water gate.

At the water gate.

Kuai Yue had already boarded a warship with Liu Cong, who was full of panic.

The members of the Kuai clan who arrived later, as well as some soldiers who had escaped earlier, were scrambling to board the warships.

Kuai Yue stood at the stern, looking down at the west gate from afar.

Suddenly, Liu Biao appeared among the defeated soldiers and rushed towards the water gate.

Above the West Gate behind Liu Biao, Liu Bei's battle flag had already risen, foreshadowing the fall of the West Gate.

A large number of Xiliang cavalry were chasing towards the Water Gate along the main street.

After weighing the pros and cons, Kuai Yue shouted:
"Pass the order down, start the boats quickly, and all the ships will enter the Yangtze River immediately!"

Kuai Jun was startled and said hurriedly:

"Uncle, many of our Kuai family members haven't arrived yet. We can't leave!"

Kuai Yue pointed westward and said sternly:
"Liu Bei has broken through the west gate, and the Xiliang cavalry is chasing us. If we don't leave now, we will be unable to leave. All the members of the Kuai family will die here!"

Kuai Jun shuddered, gritted his teeth, and immediately ordered the ship to set sail.

More than a dozen warships docked at the pier immediately untied their ropes, sailed into the waterway, and slowly sailed out of the sluice gate.

Hundreds of soldiers were abandoned on the dock, screaming in fear and sadness.

Kuai Yue turned a blind eye and just ordered the warships to continue sailing away.

At this time.

Liu Biao finally arrived at the Water Gate and recognized Kuai Yue and his son Liu Cong at a glance.

"Kuai Yidu! Cong'er!"

"I am here, come back and pick me up quickly!"

At the stern of the ship.

Liu Cong seemed to have heard Liu Biao's call, turned his head to look at the shore, and said hurriedly:
"Kuai Biejia, it seems that father has arrived, we have to go back and pick him up!"

Kuai Yue held Liu Cong's shoulders, turned him around, and said with a sad face:

"Second Master, you are mistaken. That is not the Lord."

"When the lord was at the west gate, he was hit by a stray arrow from the enemy and died at the hands of Liu Bei!"

Liu Cong didn't believe it and turned around and pointed to the shore.

Before he could speak, Kuai Yue forced him to stand up straight and said sternly:

"Second Master, listen carefully, the lord has been killed by Liu Bei!"

"The enemy has already reached the water gate. If we go back now, we will all die at the hands of Liu Bei!"

"Second Young Master, from now on, you are the Lord of Jingzhou. You must shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the millions of people in Jingzhou!"

The Lord of Jingzhou!

These four words made Liu Cong tremble and he stood there in a daze for a moment.

On the shore, Liu Biao's cries seemed to have fallen on deaf ears.

Kuai Yue took a deep breath and bowed respectfully to Liu Cong:
"The people of Jingzhou respectfully invite you to inherit the position of governor of Jingzhou."

"My lord, please lead our men of Jingzhou to fight Liu Bei to the bitter end, recover the lost territory, and avenge our ancestor Jingsheng!"

As Kuai Yue took the lead, Kuai Jun and other members of the Kuai family also prostrated themselves on the ground.

The soldiers on the boat all thought that Liu Biao was dead, and they all knelt down before Liu Cong.

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, the second young master of the Liu family couldn't help but feel flustered and at a loss as to what to do.

But in the midst of being called "Lord" again and again, Liu Cong gradually lost himself.

The young man regained his composure, looked at the people prostrating themselves on the ground, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The ships never looked back and sailed farther and farther away until they entered the vast Yangtze River.

Liu Biao was weak and powerless, and he sat down on the shore, looking at his most trusted minister and most beloved son in despair and anger, who had abandoned him.

Liu's army came in droves and finally arrived.

The Jingzhou troops who did not have time to board the ship had no choice but to kneel down and surrender.

When Liu's soldiers learned that Liu Biao did not escape but was trapped on the shore, they were surprised but at a loss.

So they had to surround Liu Biao and ride on horseback to pass the message to Liu Bei.

After a while.

The encircling troops broke away like waves, and Liu Bei stood on his horse with his sword in hand, appearing in front of Liu Biao.

"Jingsheng, we finally meet."

(End of this chapter)