"Zheng's square, square—"
Yuan Xingzhou was shocked and hugged her tightly, his face as white as a ghost. He frantically searched her back, but was surprised to find no trace of blood or arrow wounds.
Zheng Quchi sighed softly and whispered, "Stop touching me. I value my life very much. I already have bamboo clips and iron plates inserted into the layers of my clothes on my chest and back..."
It's a pity that this thing can't be worn on the hands and feet. What's infuriating is that Mo Ye thought he was being kind by avoiding vital points, but in reality, he really screwed her over.
He didn't target the areas she was trying to protect herself from, but instead relentlessly tormented her vulnerable spots.
After hearing this, Yuan Xingzhou stared at her blankly and slowly, his gaze a mixture of anger, resentment, and exhaustion after a false alarm.
Zheng Quchi's clear, lake-like eyes seemed to see through his outward hypocrisy. She went straight to his heart and said, "Didn't we say we'd die together? If I die, wouldn't that be just what you want?"
This statement is like adding salt to the wound that was just made.
Yuan Xingzhou seemed unable to bear even hearing it. His lips trembled slightly, his fingertips dug into his flesh, and he could not explain, "That's not how it is..."
Zheng Quchi chuckled.
“Yuan Xingzhou, I don’t know what’s gotten into you all of a sudden, but if you’re going to give up on both of our lives so easily, then you’ve wasted the trust I’ve placed in you. If you’ve investigated my past, you should know that I…”
Zheng Quchi's eyes immediately reddened, and she choked out, "It's been so hard for me to survive, and who has had to sacrifice to give me this chance to live. I refuse to accept my fate, I refuse to give up. No matter how scared or tired I am, I will keep going. You should do the same. We still have things we haven't done, tasks we haven't completed. We can't just die here so easily!"
His emotions seemed to be easily swayed by her words. She would scold him and berate him, but he saw himself reflected in her eyes.
So twisted, insane, and ugly, like a monster.
He awkwardly turned his face away, but still couldn't help but reach out to block her view, only to be slapped away fiercely by Zheng Quchi.
"What are you still hiding? You killed someone to protect me, do you think I'd be so heartless as to feel scared?"
Yuan Xingzhou, however, did not believe it.
That heartless little thing, every time he saved her, she was so scared that she turned away and forgot everything, only remembering his terrifying appearance when he killed people.
Zheng Quchi turned Yuan Xingzhou's face away: "You haven't done anything wrong. You can look anyone in the eye with a straight face!"
That's not how it works...
She doesn't know anything yet, but once she knows everything, she will understand that it's not necessarily true that you have to do something wrong in this world. It's also possible that from the day you are born, it is an original sin, a fault, a disgrace.
Have you said enough?
The general of Julu Army couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing that Yuan Xingzhou's mind-loss state had been pulled back from the brink of disaster by Zheng Quchi's single move, he was immediately furious. He knew that the same method would no longer have the same effect.
Zheng Quchi is simply the nemesis of their Julu army; every time he either disrupts the situation or ruins their plans!
"Keep going!"
Yuan Xingzhou ignored the cautious approaching Julu soldiers around him. A strange and complicated expression appeared on his face. As she had said, he looked directly at her and said, "You're right. You've tried so hard to live. How could I bear to let you go with me like this?"
He picked her up and turned around, dodging the long sword that was slashing down. His figure dodged several times, leaping about incessantly on the chaotic battlefield, sometimes attacking and sometimes defending, making him difficult to catch.
The Julu soldiers were numerous, but no matter how many there were, they couldn't defeat him until he broke the hand of one of the Julu soldiers and took his blade. White sword energy scattered with his movements, and anyone who got even slightly close was seriously injured.
Once Yuan Xingzhou regained his senses, he had a clear objective and his attacks became more methodical. He no longer simply engaged in bloodthirsty slaughter. When a hundred or so people got close, he only dared to brush past them and not go deep, which led to the prolonged battle.
You can't blame them. Yuanxingzhou is like a meat grinder. Anyone who gets close is doomed. They may die on the battlefield, but no one says you can't plan before you act on the battlefield.
At that moment, Yuan Xingzhou suddenly whistled a long whistle in the southwest direction.
The whistle was loud and long, like the cry of an eagle, and sounded strangely eerie.
Upon hearing this whistle, the Julu army immediately became alert: "Why is he suddenly whistling? Is there an ambush around here?"
Recalling his previous movements, someone said, "He kept stretching the battle line to the southwest... there must be an ambush!"
“I had my suspicions before. How could a commander-in-chief of a country come to our aid alone? The Ye army is too cunning. If we continue to fight head-on, we will be wiped out.”
The Julu army was already demoralized from the long battle, and they never expected that the Crown Prince of Ye would be such a top expert. Now that they saw him seemingly summoning reinforcements, they immediately panicked.
The Julu Army had four or five hundred men here. After losing more than a hundred, most of the remaining Crimson Blood Army were ranged archers who were not good at close combat and would not easily engage Yuan Xingzhou. Moreover, they had lost a lot of their hidden weapons and spare crossbows, and their killing power was not enough against experts like Yuan Xingzhou.
"Lieutenant Mo, what should we do now?"
If the enemy does have reinforcements, their current Julu army will likely be unable to withstand them.
Mo Ye clutched his chest, panting heavily. He stared at the general for a long while before a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Withdraw!"
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