Chapter 1060 The Soul Is Being Torn Apart
"Your Highness, be careful!"
Nie Chong rushed forward and stood in front of Yuwen Ye. Shan Shiyu was caught off guard and had no time to react. With a light touch, the short sword in his hand, which was as sharp as mud, silently pierced into Nie Chong's chest!
At that moment, everyone was stunned.
This also includes Nie Chong.
He realized that Yuwen Ye hadn't actually taken the step when he felt a sudden chill in his chest. Although he had reached out his hand, he had taken a step back at that moment.
Even Yuwen Ye's usually calm and composed face showed surprise at this moment, clearly not expecting Nie Chong to step forward. His eyes instantly reddened: "Nie Chong—"
"Brother Nie!"
Even more deafening than Yuwen Ye's voice was a scream that suddenly rang out from the side.
When Shan Tong'er saw this scene, he froze.
His eyes widened, but those blood-red eyes suddenly turned black and lifeless, as if he had never seen this world clearly before, let alone the people in front of him. They only numbly reflected the messy figures in front of him and the sudden appearance of a splash of blood red.
As he cried out in surprise, Master Shan abruptly withdrew his short sword.
Blood gushed from Nie Chong's chest, spreading a hazy blood mist in the darkness, instantly staining everyone's eyes red.
Yuwen Ye did not retract his outstretched hand. He immediately grabbed Nie Chong's arms and dragged him back two steps. In the blinding red blood mist in front of him, another cold light suddenly pierced towards him—it was Shan Shiyu. After withdrawing his short sword, he immediately rushed forward, wanting to take Yuwen Ye's life again!
But this sword didn't even get close to Yuwen Ye.
Just as Shan Shiyu gritted his teeth and aimed straight for Yuwen Ye's chest, he suddenly felt a gust of wind rushing from the side. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. It was Shen Tu Tai who suddenly attacked and kicked his wrist.
With a "snap," Shan Shiyu's wrist flipped to the other side at an odd angle.
His wrist was broken!
"ah!"
As soon as a suppressed cry of pain escaped his lips, Shen Tu Tai reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling hard until the arm went limp. Shen Tu Tai then twisted the arm and pinned the man to the ground.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Although Shan Shiyu's men had known he would make a move and were fully prepared to act, they never expected such a sudden turn of events. By the time they reacted and tried to resist, Shan Shiyu had already been subdued by Shen Tu Tai. His face was bloodshot, and his eyes were bloodshot as well. His ferocious appearance made him glare fiercely at everyone like a demon: "Anyone who dares to move, I'll snap their neck!"
"...!"
Upon hearing this, the lieutenants and guards froze on the spot.
It wasn't just because Shan Shiyu made a mistake, but also because of Shen Tu Tai. The appearance of such a person already gave people an invisible sense of oppression. Coupled with his skills, even Shan Shiyu's life was in his hands. What could the rest do?
Just as those people hesitated, the men behind Yuwen Ye rushed forward and subdued them.
The situation is temporarily under control.
Behind Shan Shiyu, the thousands of soldiers he brought with him began to stir restlessly. Although it was dark, some of Yuwen Ye's men were holding torches, and the faint light illuminated the chaotic figures and the fierce conflict. Many in that group saw this and began to get restless.
However, being so far away and without Shan Shiyu's orders, even though they were uneasy, they did not act immediately, but instead craned their necks to look in this direction.
While restraining Shan Shiyu, Shen Tu Tai turned to look at Yuwen Ye: "Your Highness, should we—"
"No need,"
Yuwen Ye waved his hand, but because he was protecting Nie Chong, his hand was completely stained with blood. The strong smell of blood made his calm voice a little hoarse. He said in a deep voice, "As long as we don't move, they won't move."
"..."
Everyone was puzzled. The other side had already seen them make a move, so why didn't they move?
However, the fact remained that the other side hadn't moved, giving them some time. Yuwen Ye supported Nie Chong with one hand and pressed hard on his chest with the other, but blood still gushed uncontrollably from the wound, soon staining most of his body red, and even staining Yuwen Ye's eyes. With red eyes, he said in a deep voice, "Quickly, someone, fetch the army doctor!"
Immediately, someone spurred a horse and galloped away behind them.
They came tonight to "accept the surrender," so naturally no military doctor would accompany them. Thinking of this, and listening to the receding hoofbeats, Yuwen Ye's eyes reddened even more. But he tried his best to speak calmly, saying in a reassuring tone, "It's alright, don't worry."
These words were naturally meant for Nie Chong to hear.
Nie Chong, who is usually sharp-witted and perceptive to the slightest movement, seemed somewhat lost in thought. His pale lips moved slightly, and after a long while, he let out a soft "ah".
Shen Tu Tai, standing to the side, lowered his head with red eyes.
He wasn't averse to bloodshed; after years of military campaigns, he had witnessed far more horrific casualties and was long accustomed to the heart-wrenching separations of his brothers dying on the battlefield. However, he never expected to encounter such a scene tonight.
Even more unexpectedly—
His bloodshot eyes glanced at Shan Tong'er beside him. Ever since the child called out "Brother Nie," he had been frozen in place, seemingly lost in thought. Now, his eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Nie Chong, and then at Shan Shiyu, whom he had subdued. It was as if his small body and small soul were being torn apart.
Only at this moment did he speak, his voice trembling like never before: "Why...why..."
After uttering those three words, he took another step forward blankly, looking at Shan Shiyu. The joy and anticipation in his eyes before had been swept away by despair, and now even despair was gone, leaving only desolation. He murmured numbly and helplessly, "Why, brother, why... why did you do this..."
Upon hearing his voice, Master Shan immediately turned his head away.
He was clearly unable to face the child's gaze, but he wasn't entirely avoiding it. His unwilling eyes flickered as he looked towards the deep night sky. His heavy breathing carried a hint of urgency, as if he were waiting for something.
At this moment, Yuwen Ye's icy voice rang out: "Don't wait any longer."
"...!"
The virtuous master was startled, then suddenly seemed to understand something, and looked up at him: "You—you know what I'm waiting for?"
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