The uncle and nephew unexpectedly reunited on their escape route, overwhelmed with mixed emotions of sorrow and joy, and were speechless for a moment.
But this is definitely not the time to pour out one's heart to another.
The sound of hooves from behind grew closer and closer, and the banner bearing the character "Guo" fluttering in the wind became clearly visible. It was the elite cavalry led by Guo Luo, a cavalry captain under Zhao Muyun!
They spared no effort, pursuing him so closely along the difficult mountain path!
"Uncle! The pursuers are upon us! You must go! I'll cover your retreat!"
Yang Yi shoved Yang Yan away abruptly, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes.
He knew that with Yang Yan's advanced age, it would be difficult for him to escape the pursuit of the elite cavalry. Only by staying behind to hold off the enemy could he possibly buy his uncle a chance to survive.
"No! Yi'er! You and I, uncle and nephew, must fight our way out together!"
Yang Yan's cousins Yang Fan and Yang Long are already dead, how could he bear to let Yang Yi die as well?
With his nephews dying one by one, how could he possibly face his elders in Jiangdong?
He gripped Yang Yi's arm tightly.
"There's no time!"
Yang Yi struggled free and shouted at Yang Meng and Yang Fen, "Protect the Prime Minister and go! Quickly!"
Having said that, he whirled around, drew his chipped longsword, and shouted hoarsely at the hundred or so loyal soldiers behind him who, though their faces showed fear, still followed him:
"Brothers! We have been training for a thousand days to use this army for one day! Today is the day we repay our lord and show our loyalty with our lives! Follow me and form ranks to block the enemy!"
Those hundred or so confidants were mostly soldiers and retainers of the Yang family, who had been supported by the Yang family for many years.
Seeing their master like this, they were also aroused and let out wild howls, quickly forming a defensive circle with a tragic atmosphere on the narrow mountain path.
Yang Yan was almost forcibly carried by Yang Meng and Yang Fen and continued to flee south.
He turned around and saw Yang Yi's tall but slender back, resolutely facing the approaching torrent of steel. Tears instantly blurred his vision.
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