Chapter 122 Counterattack (4) "Xiao Yinshi, I will not allow you to escape with your life intact..."

To capture them all in one fell swoop.

With this, Emperor Jingde Xiao Songyun's lineage ended completely, with no descendants remaining.

Arslan drew his scimitar and stood shoulder to shoulder with Feng Tan, saying to Xiao Yinshi, "The Emperor of Huachao has played a good trick of feigning injury, but I see that you are exhausted. Can you still escape like a cicada leaving its shell?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Qi led the Luosha Army into the dark room. The cold, hard iron armor brought a chill, and the huge marching army surrounded the wooden house like an iron barrel, escorting Feng Tan's army and facing them with swords drawn.

Zhu Qi stepped forward to report, saying, "Reporting to Master, that Yu Ruxi is truly cunning. She divided the caravan into more than a dozen groups to confuse our pursuit. However, since we are still in Dahua territory, there are many hidden agents. It took us some time to pinpoint her location, and we dared not relax our pursuit for a moment."

Feng Tan surveyed the Rakshasa army's forces, her face no longer showing the initial shock of witnessing a living person swallowing a snake, but only a calm and strategic demeanor. Her growth in understanding the situation was astonishing. "Arslan, one ring after another, are the outermost ring your own people now?"

Arslan was responsible for contacting the Imperial Dragon Army with the token. Their weapons, combined with speed and explosive power, could take on a hundred enemies at once. Unless Xiao Yinshi mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops to fight them, they would only be slaughtered like human meat harvesters.

A faint glint shone in Arslan's amber eyes. The chessboard of repeated schemes and reversals could easily excite any man. Hui Fengtan replied, "Of course, they are our own people."

Feng Tan smiled and looked at Xiao Yinshi, "You have a backup plan, but how do you know I haven't? The most satisfying thing in this world is indeed turning the tide against all odds."

As soon as he finished speaking, several gunshots rang out from outside the wall, and the two sides began to fight each other to the death.

Seeing this, Zhu Qi raised his sword to stab Feng Tan, but Arslan blocked it with his curved blade. The sound of the weapons clashing was so loud it made my eardrums tremble.

Arslan, having exhausted his inner strength by using it to remove the restrictions on Feng Tan's lightness skill, caught the longsword and took a few steps back during Zhu Qi's attack. Just as he held the sword a few inches from his neck, Feng Tan's voice came from behind him, "Stop, if you don't want your master to die right now."

The sword stopped an inch from Arslan's neck. Zhu Qi, holding Arslan captive, turned around and looked behind her. She saw Feng Tan's spear pointing at Xiao Yin, and her index finger, which was on the trigger, was already slightly white.

Zhu Qi's eyes flashed with ferocity, so he had no choice but to loosen his grip and slowly release Arslan.

Xiao Yinshi knew that Feng Tan was the most uncontrollable variable in the game. While he was scheming and plotting, she was also strategizing and plotting. If her previous resistance was just a minor skirmish, this time she would bite him and inflict deep, bone-revealing wounds.

An indescribable excitement slowly spread through Xiao Yinshi's heart. From conquering her to being conquered by her, the subtle boundary became blurred in the process of advancing and retreating. He began to enjoy the pleasure of being conquered, and said in a low voice, "Feng Tan, the current situation is not yet a dilemma. If you advance, and you kill me, my men will use the power of an entire country to keep you buried with me in the imperial mausoleum; if you retreat, you still have a chance to escape."

Xiao Yinshi's every move was meticulously planned. To eliminate Xiao Zhan and prevent future troubles, he laid an impenetrable trap. However, he underestimated Feng Tan's military strength and thus fell into a disadvantageous position. No matter how strong the Rakshasa Army's bodies were, they were still mortals. How could they possibly withstand new weapons from the future?

Feng Tan met Xiao Yinshi's gaze, her tone calm, and said, "Unfortunately, if I back down, you can escape unscathed. Xiao Yinshi, I don't want you to take advantage of this."

After she finished speaking, she swung her leg across the ground, and Xiao Yinshi knelt down. Feng Tan quickly bent down and took out a handkerchief from her bosom to stuff into his mouth. Then she looked up at Zhu Qi with a defiant gaze and a smile playing on her lips, saying, "If you attack me from behind again, I don't mind burning your emperor to the ground. Get out of the way!"

Zhu Qi glanced hesitantly at Xiao Yinshi. His Majesty's face was blurred in the dim light, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, and he knelt peacefully beside Feng Tan. Zhu Qi glanced at Feng Tan again, gritted his teeth, and led his troops away.

The candlelight illuminated Xiao Zhan's gruesome death; half a snake's tail dangled from his cheek, making him appear both bloody and sinister. Feng Tan withdrew his gaze and raised an eyebrow at Arslan, "You're cooperating with the King of Chu?"

Arslan hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, "Sort of... he wants me to rescue you."

During his interactions with Feng Tingxiao, Arslan vaguely sensed the unspoken feelings that the Prince of Chu of Dahuang had for Feng Tan. It was quite amusing; one was his uncle, and the other his niece. The Prince of Chu had been childless for many years, yet the one he loved was his own niece—it was utterly ridiculous.

Arslan didn't intend to discuss the specifics of the deal with Feng Tan, so Feng Tan didn't ask any further questions. How to shake off the King of Chu's troops was a matter for later; the more pressing issue was how to prevent Xiao Yinshi from leaving Huachao safely.

Feng Tan's gaze returned to Xiao Yinshi. Xiao Yinshi looked up at her, and their eyes met. Feng Tan removed the gag from his mouth.

At this point, Xiao Yinshi's sharp eyes, framed by brows, appeared even more imposing in the dim light, and his tone became more dangerous. "But Feng Tan, you don't think it's so easy to escape me from the border fortress, so you won't take this route. You want to go back from Huan Yan Liu Guang City."

Arslan looked at the two of them, puzzled, and said, "Isn't that even more foolish? Joyful Radiance City is the birthplace of the Rakshasa Army, and its military defenses are only increasing."

Changing the subject, Feng Tan separated herself from Xiao Yinshi's gaze and turned to Arslan, saying, "There must be a contingency plan in Huan Yan Liu Guang City. He predicted which way I would go, but I will do the opposite. Let's take the detour through Sotaha."

Arslan hadn't been back to his homeland for a long time, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Xiao Yinshi's expression changed, and the last trace of a smile on his lips gradually faded.

The dark room was silent, with only a few breaths mingling. A dark emotion flickered in Arslan's eyes. "Feng Tan, there's another problem. How many days can your medicine suppress his skills? We can't have him recover his strength on the road and wipe us all out, can we?"

Feng Tan drew a short, sharp knife that he hadn't used in a long time from his sleeve, the blade gleaming and leaving a golden mark on Xiao Yinshi's face.

The short, sharp blade, gleaming coldly, approached Xiao Yinshi's face. In an instant, the hilt flipped and struck Xiao Yinshi's chest, causing him to fall backward onto the cold, hard stone surface.

Feng Tan exerted a little force, and the hilt of the knife dented into Xiao Yinshi's chest. She then grabbed Xiao Yinshi's wrist, leaned closer to him, and her black hair slid down with her movement, landing on Xiao Yinshi's chest.

Feng Tan has always possessed a beauty that transcends gender, and she is even more captivating when she focuses on someone. However, Xiao Yinshi has never paid attention to her appearance before, and this is the first time he has focused on her face tonight.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed. The wolf in his palm was growing too fast, and he could no longer predict what Feng Tan would do next. He quietly waited for Feng Tan's next move.

It was already past midnight. Outside, the pine trees were lush and the mist was rising, gradually encroaching on the hall. In the rising white mist, Feng Tan knelt down, looking directly at Xiao Yinshi, the short, sharp blade in her hand pressed against the man's wrist. "Xiao Yinshi, I will not allow you to leave unscathed."

The humiliation of being trapped and toyed with day and night, the pain of having her superb lightness skill crippled, the despair of the white-horse-riding youth's fleeting and irretrievable departure—all were thanks to this man. Feng Tan was a person who always sought revenge; she wanted to return to Da Huang, and before that, she would avenge as much as she could.

She stared intently into Xiao Yinshi's eyes, the dagger slicing towards his wrist. Xiao Yinshi neither dodged nor avoided it. The moment the dagger pierced his veins, he frowned slightly, lowered his eyelashes, and looked at Feng Tan's indifferent expression. He chuckled self-deprecatingly, "You really are ruthless and heartless."

Arslan's expression was serious. Most women in the world would follow their husbands after having sex with a man, but Feng Tan was different. She was not bound by chastity. She chose to remain silent for the time being and wait for the right opportunity to take revenge.

The pale moonlight illuminated Feng Tan's cold, aloof features, revealing the ruthless glint in his eyes. Feng Tan had brutally severed the tendons in Xiao Yinshi's left hand, followed by his right, and then both his feet. Blood flowed freely; Feng Tan intended to cripple him completely. Even if his strength were restored, he would be unable to muster much of his internal energy.

The man's face visibly paled, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead as he endured the pain. The moment Feng Tan got up to leave, Xiao Yinshi grabbed her arm with his trembling, blood-stained wrist, his dark eyes filled with a deep coldness. "You've killed your enemy and taken your revenge... Feng Tan, you can't leave."

Before Feng Tan could make a move, Arslan slashed Xiao Yinshi's arm away with his sword. Feng Tan mounted his horse without looking back, turned around before entering the White Mist Pine Forest, and said, "You have no right to control me."

Arslan stood beside Xiao Yinshi, watching Feng Tan ride away on horseback, as if she had entered not a pine forest, but a dazzling light. His eyes trembled as he curled his lips into a smile, slowly lowering his head to look at Xiao Yinshi. "An ambitious hunter has become a cripple, abandoned in a deserted house by his prey. This hunting game is truly interesting."

Feng Tan's body cleaved through the long night like a silver arrow, rushing towards her battlefield. Xiao Yinshi lay in a pool of blood. Even though his face was extremely pale, his sharp and imposing bone structure still made him look quite fierce. He chuckled softly, "This game needs to be played differently."

This man's tendons in his feet and hands had been severed by Feng Tan, but Arslan did not feel any sense of despair from him. Instead, he felt that Xiao Yinshi had been aroused to a more terrifying and rampant madness.

This made him very uncomfortable.

Arslan raised his hand, signaling the assassins to bend Xiao Yinshi down to the ground. Seeing his disheveled and weak appearance, he felt a little smug. He grinned and said, "I know your counterattack will be incredibly fierce, but let me tell you, the knights of Sotaha are brave and will protect their allies."

Xiao Yinshi's arm muscles tensed up. Hearing this, he realized something. His cheek, pressed against the ground, rubbed against the rough surface, leaving a bloody mark. His already sinister eyes became even darker.