"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill the Prince of Liu’an!"
As Zhou Gu was about to close his eyes, he suddenly heard deafening battle cries from afar. Over and over, the shouts echoed, calling for the death of the Prince of Liu’an.
Zhou Gu abruptly opened his eyes, grabbing the greatsword of a soldier who aimed to slash at him. He killed this soldier and seized the great sword of another one. His double-handed sword was lost, and he momentarily found the strength to wield two great swords instead.
Then, he rallied with a loud cry, "Xiaoqi is here, everyone, pull yourselves together. No one is allowed to die."
Ziye had already fallen to the ground while protecting Zhou Gu, unable to get up, and Lang Ying was in almost the same state. Only Fang Yue, barely managing to stand, had the grit to fight together with Zhou Gu, keeping their enemies from getting any closer to them.
At the same time, he realized that the man who Zhou Gu had just slain with his arrow, abandoning his double-handed sword, couldn’t have been the Prince of Liu’an. If it were, their forces would’ve been in chaos by now. The lack of movement from that direction indicated that the Prince of Liu’an must still be alive, and that perhaps another person had been killed instead.
No matter who it was, their master had arrived. All they had to do was hold on a little while longer, and they would be saved.
"Kill them, kill them all!" came the same voice, trembling with fear. It was undoubtedly the Prince of Liu’an.
Despite the terror and chaos induced by the arrival of reinforcements loudly proclaiming his death, the Prince of Liu’an gritted his teeth, resolute in his decision. He could not let his efforts be in vain. He was determined to kill Zhou Gu.
It was Zhou Gu who had managed to secretly bring Your Majesty out from the royal capital, causing them to chase for two whole months but to no avail. Today, he had finally cornered Zhou Gu in this mountain valley. He had to kill Zhou Gu quickly in order to let go of his hatred.
Even if he hadn’t seen His Majesty, he also wanted to kill Zhou Gu first.
Despite the continuous progression of soldiers, Zhou Gu and his group couldn’t resist them for much longer. He was well aware of this fact. His vision kept blurring, but he persisted in his fight.
He had one faith, to wait for Su Rong.
Suddenly, the pressure around him eased as someone blocked a fatal attack for him and held him up from behind. A familiar, sweet scent wafted into his nostrils, instantly sweeping away the stench of blood around them. The world seemed to calm down at that moment.
Zhou Gu turned his head dizzily and saw Su Rong. The person he had expected to appear in front of him with an army had suddenly appeared behind him. He was both shocked and overjoyed, his eyes wide open, "Xiaoqi."
His voice was hoarse, like a long-awaited rain. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Su Rong nodded, "Yes, it’s me."
She whispered in his ear, "I’m sorry, I’m late."
"It’s not late." Zhou Gu shook his head.
Looking at the grievously wounded Zhou Gu, blood dripping profusely and his face extremely pale, Su Rong didn’t dare to imagine what kind of situation she might have arrived at if she had been a little bit later?
She had clearly seen the last lethal attack that could have struck him. He clearly wouldn’t have been able to dodge it.
The sight in front of her made her gaze cold. With one hand supporting him and the other tossing out from her grasp the golden needles she held, a gold glint passed and dozens of soldiers in front fell down. Then, her voice filled with an intense killing intent that could not be quelled rang out, "Fen Ling, I want the Prince of Liu’an alive."
She wanted to make him suffer alive; she wouldn’t let him die so easily.
"Yes, sister." Fen Ling answered from behind her, his figure darting out towards the direction of the Prince of Liu’an.
With Fen Ling’s arrival, a large group of shadow guards also followed closely. On the front, the Daliang cavalry also charged in, their large swords, long spears, and hooves killing soldier after soldier of the Prince of Liu’an’s men.
The Prince of Liu’an couldn’t believe how fast the rescue troops had come. He had an army of fifty thousand. Could his fifty thousand soldiers not stand up to them for even half an hour?
The truth was, they honestly couldn’t.
The Prince of Liu’an could see that things were going terribly, and in panic, he immediately ordered, "Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly!"
But it was already too late.
He had missed the best opportunity to retreat. At this point in time, he wouldn’t be allowed to do so, especially not him personally. He was not going to be allowed to leave.
The shadow guards swarmed forward in the ensuing chaos, and Fen Ling held his sword to the Prince of Liu’an’s neck, his voice heavy with murderous intent, "Cease fire, I will spare those who surrender or face the consequences."
The old saying goes, ’capture the thief by capturing the king’. As soon as the soldiers of the Prince of Liu’an saw that their master was captured, they knew they couldn’t escape, so they stopped fighting.
The Prince of Liu’an was terrified, his face pale with fright, but he dared not utter a word. At this moment, he remembered his identity. He was Liu’an’s Prince from Nanchu, and his surname was Chu. He was the kinsman of the Nanchu King, and the relative of Su Rong. Surely His Majesty would spare him for the sake of their shared surname.
"Tie him up." Fen Ling tossed the Prince of Liu’an over to the shadow guards behind him.
The shadow guards immediately tied up the Prince of Liu’an tightly.
With the capture of the Prince of Liu’an, his men surrendered, and the battle ended as swiftly as it began.
After throwing one handful of golden needles, Su Rong didn’t take any further action. With one hand supporting Zhou Gu and the other tucked into her chest, she pulled out a bottle of medicine, poured three to four pills into her hand and shoved them into Zhou Gu’s mouth.
Zhou Gu opened his mouth to swallow them and said to her, "Do I need to take so many at once? I usually only take one."
"Your injuries are severe." Su Rong said.
Zhou Gu groaned, "With the medicine in your hands, it’s as if they’re free."
Su Rong smiled, "Let me take you somewhere to bandage your wounds."
Zhou Gu responded with a nod, "What about Ziye and the others..."
"Fen Ling will take care of them, he will heal them." Su Rong said.
Zhou Gu nodded, "Okay."
The ground was littered with bodies thrown askew. Su Rong propped Zhou Gu on her shoulder, carrying him as she stepped over the dead bodies on the ground.
Zhou Gu felt groggy, "Where did you get such strength? How can you carry a big man like me? I’m pretty heavy."
He was really afraid that he might crush her fragile shoulders.
Su Rong responded to him, "Don’t underestimate me."
No matter how thin she was, it didn’t mean she lacked strength. She ate almost as much as he did.
After tying up the Prince of Liu’an, Fen Ling ordered the shadow guards to keep a close eye on him. He then ordered several Vice Generals to subdue the Prince of Liu’an’s troops. Having given his orders, he returned to find Ziye, Lang Ying, and Fang Yue.
Ziye had blocked a deadly attack for Fang Yue earlier, and then had fought to protect Zhou Gu for a long time. Now, he had already fallen to the ground, unconscious. Lang Ying was also down nearby, although she was still conscious. She had suffered serious injuries, particularly to her leg, and didn’t have the strength to get up. Fang Yue was half leaning against a dead body on the ground, her face expressing a sense of relief at having survived a great catastrophe.
Fen Ling first checked Ziye’s breathing and breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately took out a vial of medicine and fed him several pills, then did the same for Lang Ying, Fang Yue, and any surviving shadow guards—whether injured lightly or gravely.
He had brought several bottles of Blood Cleansing and Vitality Restoring Pills with him, all of which were quickly used up. After checking the remaining shadow guards, he sighed heavily, "We suffered huge losses."
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