Xie Daoyun was overjoyed, because she was a daughter of an official and had been in the capital for quite some time, she recognized them as members of the Imperial Guard!

Moreover, Brother Zu is the Imperial Guard General. I never expected that when my life was hanging by a thread, it would be him who appeared and saved me. Is this destiny?

As a lady from a prominent family who loved literature and art, she was quite fond of stories about talented men and beautiful women. She had heard far too many similar tales, and she never imagined that one day it would happen to her. At that moment, she felt so happy that she wanted to cry.

Soon the cavalry charged over, their crossbows reinforced by the formation. With a wave of their hands, they unleashed a rain of arrows. The shields of the rebel squad beside them were no match for the arrows; they were all pierced and killed, falling to the ground screaming in agony.

"The wind is strong, let's get out of here! Quickly notify the chief and the second chief!" The rebels had no will to resist and all began to flee.

This Imperial Guard team then began its pursuit and chase, especially the two leading generals, who were like tigers unleashed from their cages, their cultivation levels clearly far surpassing the others.

Moreover, the two seemed to be competing with each other, afraid of killing fewer rebels than the other, so they rushed to kill and almost instantly crippled the rebel squad.

Seeing that there were still a few scattered rebels left, the two generals were somewhat reluctant to leave, but they respected their status and did not want to fight with their subordinates for more kills, so they went to Xie Daoyun's side.

"Where are you from, young lady, and why are you fighting against this group of rebels?" The red-faced man at the head of the group asked with some admiration. He knew that armies, because of the support of formations, were often beyond the reach of individual cultivators. This quiet and gentle young lady had managed to hold out against this group of rebels for so long; she was truly remarkable. It was a pity she wasn't a man, otherwise he could have become sworn brothers with her.

At this moment, the pale-faced general next to him exclaimed, "Are you a disciple from the back mountain of the academy?"

He was meticulous and discerned the academy's style from the other person's blood-stained and torn clothes.

"Thank you both for saving me. I am Xie Daoyun, a disciple of Master Yan of the Academy..." she replied while looking around, but unfortunately she did not see that familiar figure. Her heart sank. It seems that stories are just stories. In real life, there is no such coincidence.

Upon hearing that she was Yan Xiangu's apprentice, Wang Bolin and Zhang Zijiang were overjoyed. They knew that most of the military formations were created by the academy, with Yan Xiangu being the most prominent among them. Usually, only the highest-ranking generals in the army had the opportunity to use the talismans and magical artifacts made by Yan Xiangu. Now that they had saved his esteemed disciple, what a great favor they had done.

Moreover, they vaguely remembered Xie Daoyun's name and heard that Yan Xiangu had recently taken on a disciple who was exceptionally talented and was said to be fully capable of inheriting his mantle in the future.

What kind of reward will she receive in the future from someone who lends a helping hand in her time of crisis?

The two were extremely excited, but Xie Daoyun was somewhat dejected: "Why are the two generals here?"

You should know that the Imperial Guards were one of the emperor's personal guards, and they rarely left the capital.

“We are ordered to go to Zishan…” Upon learning her identity, the two men were quite friendly.

Xie Daoyun was about to say something when she suddenly glanced to the side and her expression changed drastically: "Why did you only bring so few people? Oh no!"

As Yan Xiangu's closed-door disciple, if it were just that small team, how could they have chased her so relentlessly that she had nowhere to run?

What she had faced before was essentially an army, especially since the leader of that army was highly skilled, which was why she had been exhausted of her energy and spiritual power. What she had just encountered was merely a small team that had been scattered to search for her, and the main force would arrive soon after receiving the information.

Sure enough, as soon as the words were spoken, a tremendous commotion arose as countless rebel soldiers emerged from all directions of the mountains and forests, surrounding the group.

Wang Bolin and Zhang Zijiang's expressions changed. There were at least two or three thousand people, while they only had a hundred. What kind of fight could they possibly have?

They thought it was just a bunch of ordinary rabble, which is why they were so excited to steal the credit.

I never expected the rebels to be such a large force. Are the local officials incompetent? How could they allow such an army to exist?