Chapter 481 Yuwen Ye actually escaped?!

"...!"

With each word he spoke, Yuwen Ye's eyes deepened. Even though he tried his best to suppress his emotions and his somewhat disordered heartbeat and breathing, the two of them were so close that their weapons were even touching. Every little tremor in his eyes was clearly transmitted from the slightest vibration of his Mo Dao to the other's hand.

Xue Xian's face turned cold, and he sneered, "You, are you still so confident?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force on his hand.

Yuwen Ye originally wanted to hold on, but at this moment, a sudden dull pain came from his chest. It was the nightmare that had often haunted him even when he was unconscious these days. He immediately felt his breath catch in his throat, and then the powerful force pushed him down because he was temporarily out of strength.

Oh no!

Seeing that he was about to fall off his horse, Yuwen Ye suddenly straightened up and fell backward on the horse. Taking advantage of the moment when Xue Xian pushed the long sword in front of him, he immediately swung the Mo Dao in his hand and slashed horizontally.

With a clang, Xue Xian's crescent blade was opened.

Yuwen Ye took another deep breath and suddenly straightened up from his horse. But by this time, his breathing was already rapid, and cold sweat poured down his face, forming lines that rolled down in drops.

His condition naturally could not be hidden from Xue Xian, who was standing nearby. Although the knife was blocked, Xue Xian had already grasped the weakness of his insufficient energy. With his powerful arms, he swung the heavy crescent blade like a windmill. All that was left in front of him was a bright circle of light, but the sharp edge and fierce wind kept attacking Yuwen Ye.

Yuwen Ye gritted his teeth and swung his longsword to parry the attack.

In an instant, a series of piercing whistles rang out, and the two men's horses, also affected by the sharp wind, stopped circling each other and began to run side by side. The two men clashed with each other on horseback, sparks flying everywhere. The bright blades reflected the dazzling golden light of the setting sun, flashing continuously, making the hearts of the people watching from the city wall jump to their throats.

Especially Shang Ruyi.

Even though she wasn't as close as Xue Xian, she still understood Yuwen Ye's condition. After those few moves, she clearly saw that Yuwen Ye was obviously putting on a brave face.

In normal circumstances, he could have ended this fight much faster than he is now.

But he knew he was not strong enough, so why did he insist on going into battle and fighting Xue Xian alone?

It's a fact that his physical strength hasn't recovered, and no matter how hard he pushes himself, he can't possibly do it in just two or three days. This means that he will be suppressed by Xue Xian, who was almost evenly matched with him before, during the battle.

just in case--

Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi's eyes turned red, and she even ignored the blinding golden light in front of her, staring wide-eyed at the figures fighting on the battlefield.

She said in a deep voice, "Where are the archers? Get them ready!"

Although she was only the general's wife, these past few days, because she had been in charge of the overall situation, the soldiers in the army, and even the supervising officer Yin Changyue, had become accustomed to obeying her orders. As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Changyue immediately waved his hand to the crowd below, and a squad of archers carrying longbows and quivers immediately climbed up the city wall and lined up on the wall.

Shang Ruyi said, "If the general is in danger, fire the arrows immediately!"

"yes!"

The men obeyed, drew their arrows, and nocked their bows.

Standing below the city tower, archers from the army behind Xue Xian immediately stepped forward, aiming their drawn longbows at the city tower and the Fufeng soldiers fighting in the melee!

However, no one dared to make any rash moves.

Although two generals are already leading their troops in a fierce battle, the hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides have not yet been fully mobilized. Firstly, Xue Xian's troops are still shaken by the fire and subsequent defeat a few days ago. Facing this scorched earth that has not yet recovered, they can even smell the charred corpses of their own brothers. Those nightmarish memories make them hesitant to act rashly.

As for Fufeng, its overall troop strength is inferior to that of the Longxi Army. If they really get into a melee, they will always be at a disadvantage.

Therefore, neither side took immediate action, but hundreds of thousands of eyes were focused on the battlefield ahead, especially on Xue Xian and Yuwen Ye, who were fighting each other.

As long as one side has the upper hand, they will immediately seize the opportunity!

No one can afford to lose.

Nobody dares to lose!

These two mindsets perfectly reflect the current state of Xue Xian and Yuwen Ye, who are locked in a fierce battle. Even so, after such a fierce fight, Yuwen Ye's face grew paler and paler, his breath became weaker, and the sweat on his brow could no longer conceal his exhaustion.

Seeing this, Xue Xian was even more confident of victory.

This person is going out of the city to fight today, which is basically suicide. Since he is being sent here, why shouldn't he accept him?

With that thought, Xue Xian suddenly swung out two more blades, slashing downwards from the left and right to Yuwen Ye's lower ribs. The angle of the strikes was tricky and impossible to defend against. Although Yuwen Ye was already exhausted and his energy was almost depleted, he still gritted his teeth, held the Mo Dao upside down in front of him, and twisted his hands holding the hilt to the left and right. The blade immediately blocked the two tricky attacks.

This startled him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Just as he was desperately blocking the two attacks and his breath was exhausted, Xue Xian suddenly roared. The crescent blade that he had blocked drew a huge arc in the air and slashed down with tremendous force towards Yuwen Ye's head, which was temporarily out of range!

That one strike was enough to cleave him in two!

"Second Brother!"

At this moment, before the people on the distant city wall could react, Shan Tong'er, who had just charged into the enemy ranks and torn a gap in the army formation behind Xue Xian, turned around and saw this scene. His eyes widened in fury!

He suddenly remembered Shang Ruyi's instructions to him when he came down from the city wall.

They were about to turn back and fight their way back.

Just then, Nie Chong led his troops into the enemy's ranks, blocking his path back. Seeing that Shan Tong'er was about to charge backward, Nie Chong shouted in a deep voice, "Shan Tong'er!"

"...!"

Shan Tong'er froze in her tracks and turned to look at him.

Nie Chong's eyes were red, and although he still looked listless, his gaze was sharp and piercing at this moment.

He said, "Don't forget the general's orders!"

Upon hearing this, the kind boy was startled once again.

In that very instant of their conversation, Yuwen Ye, almost driven by his survival instinct, swung his hands horizontally and fiercely attacked with his Mo Dao.

This time, however, Xue Xian used almost all his strength. The slash made a loud "bang" that almost ruptured their eardrums. For a moment, they couldn't hear anything. Xue Xian only felt a pain in his tiger's mouth. The slash had violently cracked his tiger's mouth.

Yuwen Ye felt a sudden jolt in his chest.

The thunderous strike forcefully pressed down on his Mo Dao, directly onto his chest. As his arm went limp with exhaustion, the throbbing pain in his chest felt like a heavy fist slamming into him from within.

Suddenly, Yuwen Ye spat out a mouthful of blood!

"General!"

"Second Brother!"

The spurt of blood stained Yuwen Ye's blade red, and also instantly stained the eyes of the surrounding soldiers. In this instance, it pierced through Shang Ruyi's chest atop the city wall.

She suddenly felt a sinking feeling in her chest, and almost couldn't breathe.

Yin Changyue, standing beside him, turned pale with fright. Without waiting for Shang Ruyi's orders, he immediately raised his hand and commanded, "Release him—"

Before the word "arrow" could be uttered, Shang Ruyi suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

"...!?"

All the archers stopped abruptly and stared at her in astonishment.

Yin Changyue was also greatly surprised: "Madam?"

Just now, didn't she herself send archers to the city wall? Wasn't it to protect the General? At this moment, the General can no longer withstand Xue Xian; if we don't provide support now, wouldn't that be—

But at this moment, Shang Ruyi's pupils turned deep black under the golden light of the setting sun.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Don't fire the arrows yet! Wait a moment—"

Wait? Wait for what?!

Although everyone was puzzled, they could only listen to her at this time. All eyes were focused on the battlefield again. At this moment, not only did Yuwen Ye's bloody spit attract everyone's attention, but outside the earth-shattering battle between the two of them, Shan Tong'er and the others, although shocked by his temporary defeat, did not immediately return to help.

On the contrary, they continued to charge forward.

Enraged, Shan Tong'er brandished his bronze hammer and charged into the enemy ranks with unstoppable force. Accompanied by the agile figures of Mu Xian and Cheng Qiao, they moved side by side. Their gleaming blades swung like two haloed wheels, and amidst the whistling wind, blood and flesh flew everywhere. They actually managed to carve a bloody path through the enemy's formation and tear it apart.

The golden rays of the setting sun slanted across this blood-soaked path, as if guiding something.

Shang Ruyi was covered in cold sweat, and her heavy heartbeat brought indescribable pain. Almost like Yuwen Ye on the battlefield, she could only grit her teeth and endure it. But Yuwen Ye's spitting out of blood had already shown his defeat at this moment!

Xue Xian grinned maliciously, about to exert more force downwards, when he saw Yuwen Ye suddenly shift his body, tilt the Mo Dao to the side, and the Crescent Blade slid down the long hilt of the Mo Dao. Yuwen Ye also released the hand holding the hilt, picked up the reins, immediately turned around, and rode his horse into the city!

He... escaped?

Yuwen Ye actually escaped?!

This not only stunned the archers on the city wall, but even Xue Xian himself was dumbfounded.

Yuwen Ye fled into the city?!

He thought that Yuwen Ye was a formidable opponent who would rather die than surrender, which was why he had been beaten to this point. But he never expected that Yuwen Ye would actually flee on the battlefield!

This fact was hard for him to accept for a moment. He didn't even react until Yuwen Ye had ridden a long way away. But immediately, a feeling of joy at the enemy's weakness, coupled with the humiliation he felt, surged into his heart. Xue Xian seemed to be both happy and furious, and immediately brandished his crescent blade and charged forward.

He's going to kill him!

This caused an uproar throughout the entire Fufeng city tower. Everyone was caught in a mix of anger and fear, and they were all flustered and unsure of what to do now that their commander had fled.

However, Shang Ruyi remained standing still.

Her gaze swept over Yuwen Ye, who was rushing toward the city gate, and then slowly shifted to the other side of the battlefield, to the gleaming golden crack that Shan Tong'er and Nie Chong had torn open Xue Xian's army formation.

Just then, a muffled thud came from both sides of the battlefield!