How could a woman with no martial arts skills or internal strength, but only superhuman strength, easily destroy an "Iron Horse"?
Of course, it was based on her understanding of the "Iron Horse" mechanism. The spot where she stabbed herself was the lock of the closed loop, the most vulnerable spot where the entire body was closed.
Taking advantage of the opening, Zheng Quchi rushed towards Yuwen Sheng, only to hear a terrified scream from behind: "Madam, be careful—"
Her toes faltered as she sprinted, and as she turned, she had already grabbed her arm and fired two short crossbow bolts in quick succession. The figure that had been flying towards her fell to the ground with a thud.
"left--"
Zheng Quchi turned her head again, only to see the cavalry's long sword coming down. She immediately rolled on the spot, avoiding being beheaded, but the blade still cut a long, fresh bloody gash on her arm.
The Xuanjia soldiers protecting her immediately rushed forward to meet the enemy, but she gritted her teeth and continued running towards Yuwen Sheng without stopping.
Gongshu Jiruo was also dazzled by that splash of bright red. His lips were pressed into a straight line, and his eyes were filled with a mixture of emotions.
"Zheng Quchi, are you out of your mind?"
The wind and snow shattered his voice, and he himself couldn't even hear this sorrowful and heartbroken sound.
The pursuing Beiyuan soldiers around them seemed to realize that Zheng Quchi's identity was not simple. Therefore, the main force abandoned their fierce fighting and entanglement with the Ye army and began to surround Zheng Quchi. With the door wide open, they attacked with swords and blades, as if they wanted to chop her into mincemeat.
Zheng Quchi looked at the cold, ruthless figure in the wind and snow ahead. He hunted everything around him, revealing endless evil and cruelty. But she opened her arms to him. Hearing her call, he paused and turned around. He saw the wind and snow, her helmet was blown off, and her long black hair danced in the air...
"Yuwen Sheng, save me—"
Until a pair of cold hands wrapped around her waist, and with a swift stroke of the knife, all the pursuers fell to the ground in an instant.
The blood at the tip of the sword dripped down like a gentle stream...
Zheng Quchi buried his head in his blood-soaked arms. Having escaped death so easily, his heart was still pounding from the recent escape, and he felt as if he was about to suffocate. His mouth was wide open.
When she looked up and met Yuwen Sheng's pair of crimson, bewitching eyes, she finally managed to ask, "Did the Phoenix Tears flare up?"
He didn't say a word, but the arm around her waist was tightening little by little, as if he wanted to strangle her to death.
She didn't dare cry out in pain, and could only manage a dry laugh: "Heh, looks like you haven't completely lost your mind after all..."
He still knows how to get angry with her; he must still have some sense left.
"Yuwen Sheng, go to hell!"
Just then, a loud shout rang out from behind, and a tall and fierce figure leaped from his horse, raising his red-tasseled spear high and thrusting it fiercely towards Yuwen Sheng and Zheng Quchi.
Such force and speed, such angle and direction… Gongshu Jiru was greatly alarmed and couldn’t help but take two steps forward: “Pujia Di, how dare you—”
"General—"
The Xuanjia Army soldiers also stared wide-eyed in horror.
Zheng Quchi looked up and saw a figure radiating murderous intent against the backlight. She pushed with both hands, but couldn't budge him. In desperation, she shouted, "Yuwen Sheng, let me go—"
But he gazed at her silently, like a deep lake, his focused and affectionate gaze seemingly able to penetrate the barrier of time.
"Yuwen Sheng, let go!"
Pfft—
The spear pierced deeply into his back, and his chest was instantly soaked in blood, which smeared Zheng Quchi's hand. She was stunned and didn't know how to react for a moment.
Only then did Yuwen Sheng release her. His gaze remained fixed on Zheng Quchi, like a lock. His slender hand grabbed the spearhead that had pierced her chest, and with a twist of his sword behind his back, he severed the spear shaft.
He immediately turned around and slashed backward with his sword. The sword light was like a clear spring, splitting heaven and earth in two. Pu Jiadi was also cleaved in two by the biting cold.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Zheng Quchi was stunned for a moment, but then she saw that Yuwen Sheng had lost too much blood and was already unsteady and slipping. Her eyes trembled and she quickly stepped forward to catch him.
"Yuwen Sheng, Yuwen Sheng..." Her breathing quickened, and even her voice became less steady than usual.
He collapsed into her arms, reaching out to gently wipe the bloodstains from her face with his clean hand: "Quchi, leave me behind, go..."
She stared at his injured chest, her mind a jumbled mess, and could only instinctively ask, "Where are we going?"
He smiled slightly, a faint curve at the corner of his mouth carrying a hint of doting affection: "I'm almost losing control... With Pujia Di dead, the Beiyuan army will definitely be in chaos and won't be able to take care of you for a while. And I'm seriously injured; if I lose my mind and go crazy, I definitely won't be able to catch up with you..."
So, run away quickly.
It's best to stay as far away from him as possible.
Zheng Quchi suddenly felt a lump in his throat: "You madman, you didn't dodge just now on purpose, did you?"
Realizing that he himself was also a source of trouble and harm to her, he became so ruthless that he wouldn't even spare himself.
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