Taking advantage of the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow's long-range capability, Zhuge Tang unleashed a dense barrage of arrows, raining down on the thugs' ranks. The arrows traced silvery-white trajectories across the night sky, accurately striking the thugs' members.
Each arrow was fired was accompanied by a shrill scream, and the thugs' defenses began to crumble under the attack of the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow.
Protected by their shields, the thugs gradually found a breakthrough in Zhuge Tang's formation. In an instant, they charged towards Zhuge Tang's troops like tigers descending a mountain, wielding wooden sticks.
The two sides exchanged blows, and the battle was extremely fierce.
The battle continued under the setting sun, with firelight, arrows, and screams mingling together.
Every move is deadly.
Zhuge Wu quickly adjusted his pace, knowing that a duel with Sun Qianfan was inevitable, so he tried his best to increase the distance between them. However, Sun Qianfan would not give him this opportunity. He followed closely, his steps were agile, and the weapon in his hand gleamed coldly, each strike revealing an aggressive aura.
As the distance between them gradually closed, Zhuge Wu realized that his advantage in ranged combat had vanished. He decisively put away his bow and crossbow, then swiftly drew his short sword from his waist, stepped forward, and engaged the former in close combat.
However, as the battle continued, the limitations of Zhuge Tang's attacks gradually became apparent.
While prolonged long-range attacks are precise and powerful, opponents gradually adapt to this rhythm and begin to look for a breakthrough.
Sweat beaded on Zhuge Wu's forehead. He knew the battle was going badly and he had to make adjustments. He secretly relayed the order to retreat to his men, hoping to gain some advantage in the chaos.
However, Sun Qianfan keenly noticed this subtle change and immediately ordered his henchmen to press their advantage, giving Zhuge Tang no chance to catch his breath.
The two sides were locked in fierce fighting again. The thugs suffered heavy casualties from the Zhuge Repeating Crossbows. Zhuge Hall gradually became passive, and the situation suddenly reversed, forcing them to retreat while fighting.
Meanwhile, with the three brothers Jiulong, He Dadong, and Zhuang Qiang joining the battle, Susan and Qian Chuan were also forced to take up arms to defend themselves.
The original defensive formation was quickly converted into an offensive one. The thugs advanced in a cone shape, like sharp arrows, heading straight for the core of Zhuge Hall.
This also exposed Susan in the back row.
Jiulong's eyes flickered, and the idea of launching a sneak attack arose spontaneously.
He gave He Dadong and Zhuang Qiang a look, and the three of them acted in unison, quietly bypassing the chaotic crowd and approaching Susan's location.
"careful!"
However, they clearly underestimated Sun Qianfan's insight. Sun Qianfan shouted and immediately realized Jiulong and the others' intentions.
Before Jiulong and his men could get close, he quickly dispatched several thugs to meet them and intercept their attack.
The thug swung his wooden stick, and a gust of wind attacked the three men.
Faced with the sudden attack, Jiulong had no time to dodge.
Without hesitation, he pushed Zhuang Qiang forward, blocking him and creating an opportunity for himself to escape.
As expected, the wooden stick, accompanied by a whistling sound, hurtled towards Zhuang Qiang like a storm.
"ah--!"
Zhuang Qiang let out a painful scream, which disappeared into the noisy battlefield.
His body was thrown forward by the enormous impact, and he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.
He Dadong was clearly not prepared for what was happening. He glanced at Jiulong in surprise, but quickly recovered and organized the ambush team to retreat.
Zhuge Wu, who was rushing to the front line of the battlefield, only then noticed the figures of the group.
They paid Zhuge Tang to protect them, yet they themselves charged forward fearlessly.
Zhuge Wu felt a headache coming on. He gritted his teeth and couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! You guys get back!"
He cursed as he hurried toward the group.
But why would Sun Qianfan give him a chance?
A series of attacks followed.
By this time, the sky had darkened, and night fell slowly like a deep silk ribbon, dyeing the surrounding environment a visible deep blue-purple.
The cold night wind howled across the battlefield, carrying yellow sand that blurred the view.
It blinded their eyes and their minds.
Just as the two sides were locked in fierce combat, a long, burning arrow pierced the night sky like a dazzling meteor, shooting straight into the midst of the battle.
The dazzling light instantly drew everyone's attention, and the people who were fighting together quickly separated, clearing a space in the battlefield.
The long arrow, burning with intense heat, traced a long arc across the night sky before crashing heavily into the ground, sending up a cloud of sparks and dust.
This sudden attack caught both sides off guard.
The intense heat of the flames and the billowing smoke made the already chaotic battlefield even more difficult to see. Both sides were forced to temporarily halt their attacks, cautiously observing their surroundings and searching for the source of the long arrow.
At that moment, it seemed as if the world had fallen silent.
Just as everyone was wondering and searching for the source of the arrow, a woman's voice suddenly came from not far away.
"Stop it, all of you!"
Although his voice sounded old, it conveyed an undeniable authority and carried an indescribable sense of familiarity.
The fighting spirit of both sides instantly subsided. The thugs and Zhuge Hall's teams seemed to be under a spell, involuntarily making way for each other.
Everyone's gaze followed the sound and saw four high-ranking members of Red Peach standing not far away, their figures illuminated by a row of torches, making them appear particularly tall and imposing in the night.
Huang Chunling, the Ace of Hearts;
"King of Hearts" Cao He;
"Queen of Hearts" Sven Leigh;
"Jack of Hearts" Wei Pingchang.
Beside the four senior executives of Red Peach were a group of elite soldiers, clearly a well-trained team.
These people, dressed in uniform Chinese clothing, appeared solemn and dignified, exuding an imposing aura. Their steps were synchronized, closely following the high-ranking officials.
In this team, one member was holding the bow and arrow that had just been fired.
Under the imposing gazes of the four Red Peach executives, Susan and Jiulong exchanged a rare glance before quickly lowering their heads and saying respectfully, "Greetings, leaders."
Cao He swept his cold gaze across the two fighting teams before him, his face showing dissatisfaction and anger.
He spoke first, his voice stern as he reprimanded, "Look what you're doing! Susan, you're the '10 of Hearts,' and you're fooling around with these kids! What kind of behavior is this?!"
Wei Pingchang frowned slightly and said impartially, "President Cao, this matter involves both parties, and it is clearly not solely Susan's fault. You cannot take sides."
Cao He glanced at Huang Chunling out of the corner of his eye and added, "None of you will escape!"
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