Chapter 101 A Twisted Fate
The Jin, Hong, and Li families were originally an allied force, following the imperial court to besiege Yuan Qiuhe.
Surrounded on three sides, they devoured the food from all sides, leaving each family stuffed to the brim.
But greed knows no bounds. Hong watched as the imperial army and the Yuan clan fought fiercely, both suffering losses. He then attempted to encircle them from behind and devour them all, becoming even more arrogant than the Yuan clan had been.
Since they've already started an uprising, they're definitely aiming for the position of ruler of the land. What's the point of working for someone else?
Hong Feng quickly led his men to cut off Guan Zhiwei's supply lines. He planned to first take down Zhi Junyuan, then flank Guan Zhiwei from behind. Once the city fell, he would immediately surround it, like a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Unexpectedly, Zhi Junyuan turned out to be a tough nut to crack, but he was quite resilient.
He listened to the commotion inside the city and sneered, "Still haven't broken any bones. Keep fighting! The city will fall in no more than two charges!"
"Yes!" his subordinates responded.
The two sides resumed their fierce battle; the wind was so cold, the air so chilly, and the blood so hot.
Hong Feng led 100,000 people, and even excluding the laborers, the number far exceeded that of the people in the city.
They pressed up densely, and the city was low, making it easy to attack but difficult to defend. If it weren't for the spontaneous resistance of the people inside the city, the city would probably have already been breached.
All the able-bodied men and women were on the city wall, tearing down their homes and throwing logs down the wall.
Hong Feng had a habit of massacring entire cities, but Guan Zhiwei did not. These people were willing to risk their lives to keep the enemy out and wait for Grand Tutor Guan to arrive!
At least it can save the babies crying for food, the elderly parents, and the young sisters at home.
Everyone is fighting desperately to hold out until Grand Tutor Guan arrives. Even if we die, it doesn't matter!
Everywhere were gruesome corpses, and blood had melted the snow. Zhi Junyuan swung his sword until he was exhausted, and his vision was now replaced by crimson.
Am I destined to die here today?
"Buzz—" The bugle call to retreat sounded.
"Enemy troops are attacking!"
Hong Feng, not wanting to be surrounded from both sides, immediately withdrew his troops and deployed his forces. It was already dark, and the clouds on the horizon were rolling continuously. He could vaguely see a troop of cavalry charging towards them.
"Adjust the formation, have the spearmen paired with shield bearers face the enemy head-on, and see what flag they're displaying?"
He squinted, still unable to see clearly.
"Guan Zhiwei is here—"
A deafening shout echoed across the city, as if a sword had pierced everyone's chest.
The men and horses were thrown into chaos instantly.
The enemy troops instinctively retreated.
Guan Zhiwei rode her horse at full speed, galloping forward like an eagle piercing through the clouds. The billowing smoke from the army's iron cavalry behind her could not obscure her in the slightest.
The people on the city wall saw it; they saw hope.
They shouted from the city wall: "Grand Tutor Guan is here! We are saved! Hold on a little longer, Grand Tutor Guan is coming!"
Zhi Junyuan wiped the blood from his face and felt full of energy again. He could fight for another three days and three nights. His arms were no longer sore and his back was no longer aching.
He slashed through the enemy soldiers who had climbed the city wall, one blow after another.
Hong Feng's face turned ashen.
He racked his brains here, besieging the city and trying to persuade people to surrender, making the people's hearts uneasy. He worked hard, thinking that he could be like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, devouring the imperial army and becoming famous all over the world.
When Guan Zhiwei arrived, she only used five words.
Guan Zhiwei is here.
His Dao heart shattered instantly.
A subordinate stepped forward and advised, "My lord, let's retreat!"
They've already shown their fear before even engaging in battle.
Hong Feng pounded his chest in frustration, "Such a good opportunity, how could she come! Ugh, retreat—don't engage her—"
They fled in panic; it's not that the subordinates were cowardly, nor did their lord want to fight Guan Zhiwei.
This is almost a universally accepted consensus, and many people are even practicing formations to find a formation that can defeat Guan Zhiwei when multiple people surround her.
No one has succeeded so far.
Zhi Junyuan stood on the city wall, his hands supporting him, leaning over to look down.
Guan Zhiwei, riding on her horse, looked up at that very moment.
Suddenly, he had a jolt of electricity; he and she might have a tragic love affair.
At that moment, he didn't actually see her clearly because it was already dark, and she was shrouded in darkness, only a figure.
But for no reason at all, he had that thought.
He was so excited at that moment; he wanted to run to her, and that's exactly what he did.
He descended the stairs, opened the city gate, and in three steps, two steps, he knelt before Guan Zhiwei's horse, his emotions running high, tears welling up in his eyes: "Jun Yuan is useless, yet you have troubled the Grand Tutor to come and rescue you personally."
He didn't expect Guan Zhiwei to come; he thought Guan Zhiwei would at most send someone.
At a crucial stage when the war on the front lines was reaching its climax, she abandoned everything to save him.
How can he repay such a profound kindness?
Guan Zhiwei grabbed him by the collar with one hand, pulled him up, and dragged him in front of her.
The white breath she exhaled landed on his face, making him feel lightheaded, and he dared not dodge.
"Grand Tutor." He called out weakly.
She examined the face closely, comparing it to the one in her dream.
Exactly the same.
They have almond-shaped eyes, eye bags, and ears that look like gold ingots.
She had never paid attention to what kind of ears Zhi Junyuan had before. If she hadn't noticed it before, how could she have seen his facial features so clearly in her dream?
Unless, as the dream suggests, they've seen it before, in modern times!
"Have we met before?" Guan Zhiwei's eyes lit up with hope.
"Huh?" Zhi Junyuan looked blank, not knowing what she was talking about. He said cautiously, "The first time we met was in the capital. You were holding a woman, and I gave you a cloak."
"wrong!"
Guan Zhiwei interrupted directly, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.
She seemed trapped in some kind of stubborn and obstinate way of thinking, her hands trembling slightly: "Do you remember me? We've met before."
Zhi Junyuan blinked. Had he seen him before? He felt a little ashamed because he had no recollection of it.
"Did we meet before we went to the capital? Is it really fate that we have this connection? It is truly an honor for this humble servant."
Guan Zhiwei, unable to bear it any longer, asked directly, "Are you from the modern era?"
"Where is the modern world? I am a man from Yingzhou."
"that is……"
Guan Zhiwei wanted to explain, but her mouth was dry and she didn't know where to begin.
She released Zhi Junyuan and said with a sense of loss, "I forgot too, it was just something I said offhand."
Knowing that Junyuan was at a loss, completely bewildered from beginning to end, he had no idea what was going on.
But he had a feeling that he had been very close to Guan Zhiwei just now, and then he was subtly distanced from her.
Guan Zhiwei felt like a scalding sword plunged into cold water; it made a sizzling sound and then cooled down.
She turned and mounted her horse, reverting to her usual demeanor. "I'll leave all two thousand cavalrymen to you."
He was bewildered and helpless, unable to understand what he had done wrong.
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