Chapter 92: White Rainbow Piercing the Sun

A pale beam of light split the sky, like a sharp sword, nailing the sun to the sky.

Yun Yuan rolled over to avoid the sneak attack, and just as her toes touched the ground, a chilling murderous intent attacked her from behind! She had no time to turn around, and instinctively twisted her waist -

clang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed through the alleyway! A long sword appeared out of nowhere and accurately shattered the cold sword behind her. Before the sword's momentum had faded, three more sharp cold rays pierced the air, forcing the attacker to retreat three feet.

"Pathfinders." Gu Yue stood before Yun Yuan, sword drawn, his voice calm, "At least three teams of spies. The reinforcements are trapped in East City. The Rangers are not good at close combat, so they won't hold out for long."

Yun Yuan's heart tightened. She had anticipated Feng Yanhao's arrival, so she had prepared a fast horse and had You Xiao replace the guards at the South Gate. But she hadn't expected him to arrive so quickly, let alone mobilize so many spies to hunt her down. Apparently, despite all her caution these days, he had still discovered You Xiao.

"Retreat!" Before the girl finished her words, her figure shot towards the end of the alley like an arrow.

Gu Yue's flying knife was as sharp as a thread, covering her retreat. Every step back was accompanied by the sound of the weapon shattering and exploding.

The horse neighed, Yun Yuan jumped up, and kicked the horse's belly hard, rushing straight to the south gate like a black lightning.

At the city gate, the remaining guards had already replaced the original garrison. Seeing her coming, the heavy gate suddenly opened, leaving a gap wide enough for a single rider to pass through.

The war horses galloped out of the city, raising a cloud of dust.

As soon as the horse's hooves touched the loess, Yun Yuan heard the sound of the city gate's wheels turning behind her! She suddenly pulled the reins and looked back -

The first team of spies was approaching through the gap in the door, which was only one person's distance away.

You Xiao, who always ambushed in the dark and was good at bows and crossbows, had flown down from various dark corners to the front of the gate, fighting in close combat with a scimitar and his flesh and blood body - the Feng family's assassins were fierce and fierce, and every blow they made drew blood - but in a moment, You Xiao was covered in blood, and could only barely parry and dodge, with no power to fight back, but he did not retreat, and just held on to that thin human wall, struggling to prevent Feng Dian from rushing out of the city gate.

Just when the flesh wall was breached, and when the dead soldier who broke through the siege slashed the city gate with his long sword - the city gate suddenly "banged" and closed the last gap.

Gu Yue leaned against the city wall and looked at Yun Yuan.

"Gu Yue! What are you doing?!" Yun Yuan cried out, her eyes instantly filled with heat, "They're still inside!"

Gu Yue's expression remained stern and cold, his voice steady, "You Xiao can't hold them back for long, but this city gate can. If Xiao Leader hesitates for another moment, another You Xiao will die."

Tears glistened in Yun Yuan's eyes.

He was right, there was no time to lose at this moment.

Her eyes quickly swept across the towering and insurmountable city walls, then looked at the gate that tightly concealed the tragic scene in the city, and the tears in her eyes suddenly turned into burning flames.

The next moment, she suddenly turned her horse's head, spurred it on resolutely, and galloped away into the distance.

Gu Yue looked at her receding figure, a hint of relief and farewell flashing across his eyes. He was about to turn around and open the door—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The thunderous sound of horse hooves came from far away, approaching madly!

Gu Yue turned around suddenly, and saw the familiar horse galloping back in the smoke and dust with an empty back!

A slender figure suddenly soared from behind the horse! It leaped onto the horse's back, tapping the horse's head with its toes to gain leverage. Like an eagle strife-struck by the wind, it leaped several feet and gracefully landed on the battlements of the city wall!

As soon as the girl landed on the city wall, the crossbow in her hand roared!

Eighteen iron spikes burst out in succession like poisonous bees seeking death, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air!

The spies were caught off guard and were shot down in an instant!

A gap suddenly opened between the entangled Youxiao and Fengtie. At this moment, she launched several blinding smoke bombs, blasting them into the area where Fengtie was retreating!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Thick white smoke spread out like a giant beast opening its mouth, swallowing up a large area in an instant. The Feng Diao troops were in chaos, some of them fell to the ground, some held their breath and covered their noses in panic, and then hurriedly retreated from the fog.

"Open the door!"

As the girl's clear voice pierced the city wall, she had already leaped down from the top. The moment she landed, the crossbow had already loaded a new quiver, and twenty iron spikes, gleaming with cold light, were once again ready to be fired.

She knelt on one knee, aiming her crossbow at the stumbling figure in the smoke. Her voice was sonorous and powerful, clearly heard by every wandering owl: "Stop behind me! The blinding incense has no eyes." Her eyes were like knives, sweeping through the fog and shouting: "Form a crossbow formation!"

The roaming owls obeyed the order and immediately moved towards her, forming a goose formation and drawing their crossbows.

In this moment of silence, the sound of the winch turning behind him was particularly clear, and the door to escape was slowly opening again.

"Crossbow ready—"

In the smoke, the figure of Feng Dian, who was hiding in front of him, staggered and emerged——

"put!"

Following the girl's command, several crossbow arrows were fired together with the sharp sound of twenty crossbow spikes, as if it was the whistling sound of the god of death swinging his scythe, instantly tearing the Feng Dian who was rushing in front into pieces!

"withdraw!"

As soon as the girl gave the order, the wandering owls rushed towards the opened door of life like a broken dam.

Just as Yun Yuan turned and flew past the city gate, just as the gate was about to close with the last thread -

call out!

A long-planned black iron arrow, packed with a tremendous force, broke through the air and hit her back accurately!

“Hmm!”

Yun Yuan only felt that his back was pierced by a huge force, and his whole body was violently shaken and thrown out of the city.

Gu Yue rushed forward like lightning and caught the falling figure steadily in his arms amidst the smoke and dust.

From the depths of the fog came the loud bang of a city gate slamming shut.

Feng Yanhao put down the bow in his hand, his eyes suddenly gleaming with ice, and he shouted sternly, "What are you still standing there for? Break open that door!"

"Sir! There's an army! They're heading towards the South Gate!" A spy came running to report, his voice filled with panic.

"An army?!" Feng Yanhao frowned, "Where are the troops?"

"The flag is unknown, the number of people is large, and the speed is extremely fast! Master, we..."

Feng Yanhao's knuckles clenched the bow arm so tightly that it creaked, almost crushing it. He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Clear the area! Not a single trace can be left."

"Yes!" Feng Wu bowed and accepted the order. When he looked up again, the young master was gone.

The dark figure rose and fell like a ghost, passed through half of the streets and alleys, and came to a secluded place on the city wall. He climbed up the city wall, lightly touched the battlements with his toes, and floated over the top of the city.

The long street outside the city was completely deserted, with no one around. Only the specially crafted arrow he had just shot lay quietly on the ground.

He bent down to pick it up. The dark iron arrowhead was already bent and deformed, but the poisoned edge was clean, without a trace of blood.

Under the bright blue sky and broad daylight, a sudden thunderbolt split the sky, and lightning tore through the sky like a silver snake.

Feng Yanhao looked up towards the east city.

Heavy dark clouds were rushing in from the tops of the mountains, swirling in black, swallowing up the daylight in an instant, and pressing down on the battlements and eaves of Luoyang's east city.

Feng Yanhao looked indifferent, withdrew his gaze, turned and walked towards the wilderness south of Luoyang City, and towards the north bank of Luo River.

The Luo River flows endlessly.

As he saw it when he first stood here.

It has remained unchanged for the past decades and hundreds of years.

But now it seemed that something had changed. The sunlight that had been shining brightly just now had dimmed. The water in the deep water had turned a dull, dark green, while the shallows were turbid and surging.

Then, the raindrops began to fall rapidly, and in an instant they formed a rain curtain, which struck the water surface with holes, and caused countless fleeting ripples and foam, carrying the mud, sand and grass on the shore, and surging eastward.

"Sir!" Feng Wu rushed over from behind, "The Feng spies have all evacuated, leaving no trace behind."

Feng Yanhao's gaze was still fixed on the Luo River: "Can you tell where the reinforcements are coming from?"

"They should be the King of Qi's subordinates. But... it doesn't seem like they came to rescue them. They just said they heard that the South City was breached and came to provide support."

Feng Yanhao sneered: "You hid it really well."

Feng Wu frowned. "Those guards who guarded her, though their martial arts were ordinary, were excellent spies. Their concealment and lightness skills were first-rate. If they hadn't been dispatched to intercept her, Feng Die wouldn't have even noticed. Which sect in the martial arts world actually possesses such skills?"

"Who said it must be a sect?" Feng Yanhao said slowly.

Feng Wu was stunned.

Feng Yanhao asked again, "But the King of Qi has dispatched his troops. Does that mean the rebellion in East City... has been quelled?"

"Young Master, your foresight is as precise as a god. The grand plan has been accomplished." Feng Wu bowed and presented a brocade letter and a folded blood-stained flag with both hands. "This is from the general's envoy."

Feng Yanhao frowned: "What is it?"

"A letter of thanks and a corner of the Huainan King's battle flag, as a token of my gratitude for your brilliant plan. I heard that the King of Zhao was nearly struck by an arrow in his palace, but fortunately this plan was able to turn the tide. The general promised to tell the King of Zhao the truth and share this achievement. These two items serve as a token of trust."

Feng Yanhao picked up the corner of the flag and shook it open. Although it was a broken flag, the embroidery of the Huainan King's seal was still intact.

He carefully observed the remaining flags and asked calmly, "Did any of those swordsmen manage to break out of the city?"

"It's still unknown. But if all the troops are dispatched together to suppress the rebellion, even the bravest and most skilled fighters will be trapped. Right now, the east of Luoyang City has been flooded with blood."

Feng Yanyuan looked at the raindrops falling on his palm, "That's not a big deal. This heavy rain will wash away all the blood in the city overnight."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and threw the broken flag into the Luo River.

The blood-stained broken flag embroidered with the royal crest rolled and sank in the surging Luo River, never to be seen again.

"Young Master?!" Feng Wu said in shock.

"I replied: Thank you, General, for your concern. But the Feng family certainly doesn't deserve this credit."

Feng Wu was slightly stunned: "Then...what about this brocade book?"

"Burn it." Feng Yanhao glanced at Feng Wu's hand holding the letter, "Then wash your hands."

Feng Wu looked down at his bloodstained hands and the clean piece of silk. He didn't understand whether the young master found it dirty the bloodstains on the torn flag or the letter of thanks.

"But... Young Master, you rejected that general. If he gains power because of this, will he become like Yama Luo and suppress you?"

"Powerful?" Feng Yanhao snorted coldly: "Then you stay in Luoyang and see how he gains power."

Feng Yanhao said this and turned to leave.

Feng Wu chased after him and asked, "Sir, are you going to leave Luo?"

"This is a dangerous place, so I'll stay away for a few days. Besides, now that the matter is done, I must return to the East China Sea to report."

Feng Wu clapped his hands and smiled, "This time, we left no trace, yet we achieved multiple goals at once. The Patriarch will definitely return the Young Master's position to you, young master!"

Feng Yanhao sneered, "Regarding what happened in Luoyang today, you should write a letter home and send it back first. When I return..." He raised the corner of his lips slightly, "It's a good opportunity to see how miserable my foolish and naive brother is."

After saying this, he chuckled twice and walked into the rain and fog with his hands behind his back.