If it weren't for the warm, trembling body pressed against his chest, and that small hand unconsciously gripping his clothes tightly, he might have truly become completely absorbed in this carnage and lost his mind.
He tilted his head back, panting heavily, trying to calm the ravenous, ravenous beast within him that was ravenously hungry and madly craving to devour flesh and blood.
Seeing that the solid wall of people had finally torn open a weak "gap", he picked up Zheng Quchi and his sword flashed like a shooting star.
Mo Ye and the others could hardly believe it. Yuwen Sheng was so badly injured, yet he was still able to break through the encirclement with only his left hand.
Only today did they finally understand how Yuwen Sheng, the so-called "Living Yama," the war god of Ye, managed to keep the corrupt and decadent Ye Kingdom standing strong.
"It's a pity, he couldn't hold on for much longer."
"Gather all forces and charge!"
Seeing that Yuwen Sheng intended to drag the battle to the ferry crossing, Mo Ye sneered: "Will there be another chance to leave Julu Kingdom by ferry in the future? Yuwen Sheng, give up on that idea. Today, you are destined to come and not return."
"Set up the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, don't let him pass!"
"yes!"
A group of armored soldiers carrying shields as tall as a person quickly formed a formation. They first arranged themselves in a Bagua (eight trigrams) shape. One of them squatted down, and another stepped on their shoulders to stand up, and suddenly the formation, two or three meters high, stood tall.
Yuwen Sheng was immediately trapped inside. At this moment, the dragon-drawn carriage came rushing in from behind, and the Xuanjia soldiers shouted from above: "General, get in the carriage quickly, we are almost at the ferry."
Yuwen Sheng looked back, leaped up, and landed on the roof of the carriage. Seeing this, the Julu and Hongsheng soldiers also ran and tried to climb up the carriage. Behind them, some people were wielding various weapons, slashing and stabbing, trying to damage the carriage and shoot the horses to stop them.
Zheng Quchi knew that things must be in complete chaos right now, just from the noisy, metallic clanging sound.
"Yuwen Sheng, did we escape?"
Yuwen Sheng lifted his cloak and released her. He turned her face away so she wouldn't see the cruel and bloody scene: "We're almost at the ferry. Remember, after you get off the car, keep running forward and don't look back. Someone will come to meet you at the ferry."
Zheng Quchi quickly nodded: "I understand."
But she quickly realized something was off about his words, and her eyes widened: "You're going to meet us? What about you?"
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