Chapter 630 The Loneliness of Chaotic Times
Just as the blade was about to reach Shan Tong'er, it suddenly stopped!
"—!?"
Yuwen Cheng was shocked. Before he could see what was happening, he felt his hand stop. A powerful force restrained him. Then, his knife slid backward from his tightly clenched hand, and the hilt pressed against his shoulder. The blade also retreated from Shan Tong'er's face!
Shan Tong breathed a sigh of relief, then hurriedly took a step back, his body covered in cold sweat.
Before Yuwen Cheng could react, he instinctively gripped the knife in his hand. With the hilt already pressed against his shoulder and nowhere to retreat, the two powerful forces bent the hilt of his knife!
Yuwen Cheng's eyes widened as he finally saw that on the other side of the longsword, a thick, strong hand gripped the hilt, stopping his attack on Shan Tong'er. Not only that, the other party's tall figure galloped towards him on horseback, and his powerful aura instantly enveloped him, making him stop breathing and causing his arm to go numb again.
This numbness is exactly what I wanted!
The next moment, he was lifted into the air by the knife in his hand, soaring off the horse!
The soldiers who had been fighting fiercely around them couldn't help but look over. After all, their commander had been lifted into the air, especially since he was the emperor's son. They dared not be negligent. Song Shiyan was about to lead his men to charge over, but as soon as he got close, he saw the person on the other side of the long sword and was immediately stunned—
"Your Highness!"
"That, that's Shen Tu Tai!"
"Your Highness, please be careful!"
People in the crowd began to gasp again, while Yuwen Cheng was almost suspended in the air, staring in disbelief at the other side of the long sword, at the face with a full beard and fierce as a tiger. The name Shen Tu Tai was even more resounding. The shock of the sword made his whole body go numb, and he immediately let go of the sword, falling back onto the horse and almost falling over!
Shen Tu Tai! A man whose fame once spread far and wide in the army of the Daye Dynasty.
He was actually recruited by Yuwen Ye, and—
He was shocked, angry, and scared, especially since everyone around him had witnessed what had just happened. He had originally planned to rally his forces and then, with the arrival of Yuwen Ye's reinforcements, defeat Yuan An's men and regain some face. But unexpectedly, he was sent flying into the air by Shen Tu Tai's sword, which everyone could see, and his sword was still in the other man's hand!
Yuwen Cheng's face flushed red and then turned pale. Song Shiyan and the others were overjoyed but also a little scared. They rushed up and surrounded Yuwen Cheng, asking, "Your Highness, how are you?"
Yuwen Cheng, his face ashen, roared, "Get out of the way!"
This roar startled the soldiers who were rushing forward, causing them to stop in their tracks.
For a moment, everyone was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. But Shen Tu Tai, who was still sitting firmly on his horse with his hand on his sword hilt and as immovable as a mountain, turned around first and looked at Shan Tong'er, who was standing not far behind him. He said in a deep voice, "Ninth Brother, are you alright?"
The kind boy immediately shook his head.
He had seen it clearly just now, and felt a mix of fear and relief. It had almost cost him his life. Although he was highly skilled in martial arts, he didn't have many opportunities to fight on the battlefield and didn't truly understand the dangers of the battlefield. It had just taught him a lesson: one cannot be completely unprepared on the battlefield.
Seeing him like this, Shen Tu Tai nodded, then turned back to look at Yuwen Cheng, whose face was gloomy and who was gritting his teeth so hard it was almost ferocious. He then tossed the knife back to Yuwen Cheng, who caught it, but his expression became even more unpleasant.
Shen Tu Tai said, "Your Highness, we have come to rescue you."
Yuwen Cheng gripped the knife tightly. Although the wound on his hand had split open to his palm after the last blow, causing him to break out in a cold sweat, this pain was now entirely inflicted by Shen Tu Tai—no, by Yuwen Ye's subordinate.
He sneered, "No need!"
Shen Tu Tai didn't speak, only gave him a cold look, then glanced at the uneasy and even somewhat embarrassed soldiers behind him, and then at Yuwen Cheng before saying, "We are just following orders. Now that His Highness Prince Qi is out of danger, hurry back to Prince Qin's side."
Yuwen Cheng frowned.
This scene was also witnessed by Yuwen Ye, who was standing on a distant high ground.
His gaze was cold and unwavering; even as he looked at the battlefield before him, now a scene of carnage, he remained completely unmoved.
As a rider slowly walked up to him, although he didn't look at him directly, his aura suddenly turned somber, and the muscles in the hand holding the Divine Arm Bow hanging at his side involuntarily tensed up.
It is Shang Ruyi.
Although he set out early in the morning, he did not send anyone to inform her. However, she seemed to have been awake all night. She walked out of the dark tent, not exactly energetic, but she silently mounted her horse and followed him closely. Now, she spurred her horse forward a few steps and walked to his side.
She stared wide-eyed at the chaotic battle unfolding before her. Shen Tu Tai had just intervened, saving Shan Tong'er, but she knew perfectly well that Yuwen Cheng was a petty and narrow-minded man. If he treated his own brother this way, how much more so now? He had clearly intended to win the battle and regain face, but had been forced to lose even more dignity. She feared—
However, these things can be set aside for the time being during a major battle.
The current situation is that Yuwen Cheng's subordinates, after being suppressed for so long, finally released the anger that had been building up in their chests. They brandished their swords and hacked at the soldiers who were already stunned by their defeat and the sudden blow and had lost the ability to resist. They did it as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. In no time, the blood had stained the entire valley red.
This battle was fought even more beautifully than she had imagined!
If before, Shen Wuzheng, though absent from the court, held the reins of power in the court, strategizing and winning from afar; then now, facing this war, Yuwen Ye is like a hand of destiny reaching out to the world, capable of turning the tides and manipulating events. No matter how the situation changes, no matter how powerful the opponent, and no matter how complex the battlefield, he can win every battle!
Shang Ruyi couldn't even imagine how lonely the world would be if Yuwen Ye didn't lead his troops and roam freely in this chaotic world.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn her head and look at the person next to her.
By this time, the sun was high in the sky, and the orange-red sunlight shone on his handsome face, casting a golden glow on the almost sharp profile, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.
Shang Ruyi subconsciously looked away.
As soon as she looked away, Yuwen Ye's eyes flickered again, and he looked at her.
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