Chapter 159 Xiao Yeming Cuts Off One of His Fingers
As soon as he finished speaking, the cliff top fell into a deathly silence, with only the howling wind breaking through the silence.
Lu Zhaoruo suddenly raised her head, looking at Xiao Yeming in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock and pain, her heart feeling as if it were being violently clenched...
How could he? How could he do this?
The Japanese pirates looked at each other, their faces filled with surprise and suspicion, clearly not expecting this cold-faced general to agree so readily.
The bald man's eyes flickered violently, and his fingers gripping the knife hilt tightened and loosened repeatedly.
He was swayed by Lu Zhaoruo's words and subconsciously looked at Leng Ying, who was holding Lu Zhaoruo hostage.
Leng Ying's eyes were as sinister as an eagle's. After a moment of silence, he nodded slightly.
The bald man hesitated for a moment, then took a short knife from his waist and threw it with a clang in front of Xiao Ye's sleeping feet.
However, Xiao Yeming did not immediately bend down.
He raised his eyes, his gaze calm, his voice as cold as the wind at the edge of a cliff: "But if I were to kill myself here, and you still betrayed your promise and refused to release him... what should I do then?"
Leng Ying grinned maliciously upon hearing this, and hissed, "Xiao Yeming! You have no other choice! As long as you die, we will release her!"
I don't believe it.
Xiao Yeming's answer was uncompromising.
Leng Ying's tone faltered, and he shouted sharply, "Then what do you want?"
Xiao Yeming's gaze was fixed on the cold blade that Leng Ying pressed against Lu Zhaoruo's neck, calculating every possible risk in his mind.
No matter how skilled he was in martial arts, he couldn't outrun a blade that was close to her skin. Any rash move would instantly take her life.
He had to get her out of that deadly grip first!
"How about this..."
He spoke slowly, his gaze shifting to Lu Zhaoruo, his voice low and clear, "I'll cut off one of my fingers first. If I cut off one finger, you'll let her leave, how about it?"
Leng Ying and the bald man quickly locked eyes.
The bald man had already been somewhat persuaded, and now he lowered his voice and said, "I think it's feasible."
After a moment's thought, Leng Ying also felt that this method could both humiliate Xiao Yeming and control the situation. Even if there was a trap, the other party had already crippled one of his fingers, so what could he do?
He then said in a harsh voice, "Fine! As you say!"
Meanwhile, unnoticed in the shadows, Sun Jing had already killed the lurking crossbowman like a ghost, hiding among the dense canopy of trees.
Through the gaps in the branches and leaves, he took in the breathtaking scene at the top of the cliff and held his breath.
Xiao Yeming bent down and picked up the cold dagger.
All eyes were on him.
Lu Zhaoruo was terrified and cried out in a hoarse voice, "General Xiao! No! You can't do this..."
How could she stand by and watch the dignified commander of the Linhai Navy mutilate himself for her, a mere merchant woman?
"Your blood should be shed for your country! Your flesh should be wounded for your people! Your bones should be shattered for your land..."
Her voice choked with emotion, "Not for me..."
Upon hearing the voice, Xiao Yeming met her gaze without flinching for the first time.
A faint smile played on his lips, all his coldness and aloofness gone, revealing a youthful clarity and stubbornness: "Madam Lu, my flesh and blood... can also be yours..."
The night breeze carried his deep voice to his ears.
Lu Zhaoruo's heart skipped a beat. She stared blankly at his handsome figure, at the short knife he gripped tightly, and at the unmistakable sincerity in his eyes.
So... he really was...
Amidst the treetops, Sun Jing was also deeply shaken, his hand gripping the bow and arrow tightening abruptly.
A complex, dark glint flashed in his eyes, quickly transforming into a deeper resolve...
He only needs to always protect her from behind.
That's enough.
Leng Ying chuckled, his voice laced with sarcasm: "I never imagined that the ruthless General Xiao would be such a sentimental fool!"
Xiao Yeming, however, seemed not to hear.
He raised his left hand, clenched his fist, and steadily extended his index finger.
"Xiao Yeming! No!"
Lu Zhaoruo cried out in alarm, and in the struggle, a bloody gash appeared on the side of her neck!
A look of pain flashed across Xiao Ye's eyes as he closed them. Without the slightest hesitation, he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and swung it down violently—
"Snap!"
A soft sound.
A severed finger fell to the ground with a thud.
Fresh blood gushed out instantly.
At that moment, it felt as if all the sounds of the world had been ripped away from Lu Zhaoruo.
As she looked at the hand that had been severed in an instant, her composure, which she had been maintaining, completely collapsed, and tears streamed down her face.
However, he remained as steady as a rock, not even his eyebrows twitched.
His four-fingered hand hung naturally at his side, letting blood drip from his fingertips, as if the pain had nothing to do with him.
Lu Zhaoruo felt even more heartbroken. How could he... how could he show such terrible pain so calmly?
The bald man shook his head inwardly, a hint of regret rising in his heart.
A once majestic and awe-inspiring general has been reduced to having only four fingers...
Sun Jing, hidden in the shadows, was shocked and clenched his teeth.
Leng Ying stared at the severed finger on the ground, a surge of pleasure rising in his heart.
The mighty general of Linhai City, didn't he cut off a finger in front of me?
Xiao Yeming's forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, his voice hoarse but unusually steady: "Leng Ying, it's your turn to keep your promise."
After saying that, he raised his blood-soaked left hand again, clenched it into a fist, and held his middle finger upright in front of him.
Seeing that he was about to swing his knife again, Leng Ying didn't dare to back down immediately. He could only reluctantly sheath his sword and push Lu Zhaoruo, saying, "Madam Lu, take a step forward!"
Lu Zhaoruo swayed slightly, her eyes filled with tears, and finally took a heavy step towards Xiao Yeming.
moment--
Xiao Yeming's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he suddenly raised the short knife he was holding in his right hand, sending it straight at Leng Ying's face like a bolt of lightning!
He shouted, "Sun Jing, now is the time!"
Lu Zhaoruo watched helplessly as the blade grazed past her temple...
"Ugh!"
Caught off guard, Leng Ying was struck in the face by a short knife.
In a panic, he raised his knife, intending to slash Lu Zhaoruo in the back!
Xiao Yeming had already charged forward like a cheetah.
The next moment.
laugh!
A sharp arrow pierced through the air and precisely pierced Leng Ying's wrist, which was holding the knife!
The broadsword fell to the ground with a thud.
Before he could even recover, a second arrow followed, striking him squarely in the chest!
Leng Ying staggered a step, staring at Xiao Yeming in disbelief, his face full of shock and resentment at having fallen into a trap.
Before he collapsed, he desperately turned his head to look into the darkness—
Only then did they realize that the archers they had originally positioned in ambush had been replaced!
Lu Zhaoruo was still in shock from all this sudden turn of events when four Japanese pirates behind her lunged at her with their swords drawn!
She was, after all, a woman, and was indeed afraid, but she couldn't worry about that now; she couldn't just wait to be killed.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and forcefully threw out the "numbing powder" he was holding!
The men were blinded by the powder, which slowed their movements and caused them to sway slightly. However, they were not ordinary servants; each of them was physically strong and did not feel weak or sore.
But this short delay is enough!
In that instant, Lu Zhaoruo turned and ran towards Xiao Yeming.
The Japanese pirates suddenly darted out from the shadows, their long hooks and iron chains whistling through the air!
Xiao Yeming immediately let out a clear and loud whistle.
Upon hearing this, Wang Wu, who was down the mountain, immediately led his men to rush up and provide support.
Banling guarded the path down the mountain to prevent anyone from escaping.
Sun Jing also jumped out from the shadows, brandishing his sword and engaging half of the Japanese pirates in a fierce battle.
Lu Zhaoruo and Xiao Yeming rushed towards each other amidst the flashing blades and hooks.
Suddenly she tripped and fell forward.
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