Chapter 227 No Regrets
Qiu Heng held the precious soft sword she had brought back from the Great Xia Dynasty in the future in one hand, and the long knife she had casually snatched in the other.
Countless times he swung his sword and blade, reaping countless lives.
But the Xijiang guards who rushed at them were like bees and ants, appearing one after another.
Everyone eventually runs out of strength, and Qiu Heng began to find it difficult to lift the sword.
"Aheng, let's not block you anymore, let's go!" Xue Han's voice rang out.
The guards, led by Hu Si, who came to meet them, mostly escorted Princess Rongning to safety after they arrived, while a smaller number went to Qiu Heng and the others to slow down Xi Jiang's guards.
At this point, the time to delay had reached its limit, and Xue Han made a decisive decision.
"Alright!" Qiu Heng responded, and without hesitation, she cut down one of the Xijiang guards from his horse, leaped back onto her horse, and charged forward.
Alongside her was Xue Han, who also committed murder and seized horses, their tacit understanding was perfect.
The two charged ahead, like sharp awls piercing through a barrier, carving a bloody path.
The number of Great Xia guards following behind them was less than a hundred.
More often than not, Xi Jiang's guards pursued relentlessly, and their numbers grew, gradually forming an encirclement.
The horse could no longer run, and the man was about to collapse as well, when the continuous mountain range came into view.
This mountain range is located on the border between Daxia and Xijiang, far from the route they took to escort the bride, and serves as a natural barrier separating the two countries from a small part of their border.
Qiu Heng and her group decisively abandoned their horses and fled into the mountains.
There is no road in the mountains, but if we don't go into the mountains, we will only face a dead end.
Hundreds of Xijiang guards followed closely behind and entered.
"They don't have many left, don't let any of them escape!" The leader of the pursuing group was Prince Chi Yan, who had fought Xue Han at the Warriors' Tournament.
The mountains and forests were lush, and the arrival of so many people startled countless birds and beasts.
Two nights later, Qiu Heng squatted by the stream, scooped up the icy water to wash the blood off her face, and then rolled up her scratched sleeves to clean the wounds on her arms.
The wounds, some deep and some shallow, crisscrossed by sharp blades and the branches and thorns of the mountains and forests, were excruciatingly painful when they came into contact with cold water.
Xue Han pulled Qiu Heng's hand and carefully applied the wound medicine to her wound.
Looking at the boy applying medicine to her, Qiu Heng said softly, "Don't bother with small wounds, it's too wasteful. You should also apply medicine to your own wounds."
"Does it hurt?" Xue Han asked in a low voice, his hands still moving.
Qiu Heng smiled helplessly: "You already asked me that yesterday."
Xue Han forced a smile.
He overestimated his ability to withstand pressure.
He thought that he could advance and retreat together with Ah Heng and live and die together, but when he saw Ah Heng covered in wounds, he only hated that the enemy was far superior to him and that his personal strength was too insignificant to protect her.
"Xue Han, how about you? Are you in pain?" Qiu Heng didn't like to talk nonsense, but with fewer and fewer people on her side in this situation, she wanted to talk to Xue Han more.
Talking nonsense is fine too, at least I can still talk.
Xue Han stared at her intently: "It hurts."
It hurts so much.
"I wonder if Commander Hu managed to escape with Princess Rongning."
"Although Hu Si is a talkative person, he is reliable. With him protecting Princess Rong Ning, there is a good chance that she can get away. Don't worry."
Qiu Heng nodded slightly: "It's good that we can escape back."
Xue Han took a cold, hard piece of bread out of his bag and handed it over: "Have something to eat."
The mountains and forests were pitch black at night, and both they and the relentlessly pursuing Xijiang people could only stop and wait for dawn.
This is a rare opportunity to recover our strength, but we cannot light a fire, and having cold, hard biscuits to eat is already a luxury.
Qiu Heng took the pancake, broke it in half, handed one half to Xue Han, took a bite, and felt a sharp pain in her teeth.
"The pastries aren't as good as Fangzhou's." The girl, covered in wounds, complained softly, then took another bite of the hard biscuit. "Fangzhou's red bean cakes are fragrant and soft, sweet but not cloying. Xue Han, you like them too, right?"
"Yes, I like it too." The boy who was asked smiled. "I especially like it."
He regretted it.
I shouldn't have listened to Aheng and stayed with him to hold off the pursuers. I should have let Aheng go with Hu Si and the others.
"Xue Han, what are you thinking about?" Qiu Heng suddenly asked.
"I wasn't thinking about anything."
Qiu Heng moved closer and, by the light of the starry sky, could see Xue Han's features clearly: "Do you think I should go with Commander Hu and the others?"
Many things don't need to be investigated thoroughly, but at times like these, not saying certain things might lead to regret.
Soft breathing could be heard not far away; the few remaining guards of the Great Xia Dynasty had fallen asleep one after another.
Besides her and Xue Han, there were only a dozen or so guards left.
After a brief silence, Xue Han spoke: "Yes, I regret not persisting."
When the plan was first discussed, he disagreed with Ah Heng staying, but Ah Heng's sweet talk made him act foolishly.
"I don't regret it." Qiu Heng looked into Xue Han's eyes. "This was my plan. If anyone should leave, it should be you. Xue Han, why don't you leave?"
The boy, who had been frowning the whole time, couldn't help but smile. He didn't say anything particularly profound or poignant, but simply said, "Is there even a need to ask?"
Qiu Heng smiled and said in a light tone, "So let's not regret it. Every step forward is the best choice."
If it were just about survival, she could have easily left with Xue Han after Princess Rongning's wedding.
"Okay, no regrets." Xue Han raised his hand and gently stroked Qiu Heng's cheek.
He dared not use any force, for fear of aggravating her wounds: "More and more Xijiang people are searching the mountains and forests. Tomorrow will definitely be a tough battle. Go to sleep early."
Qiu Heng was exhausted. Hearing Xue Han say this, she nodded and fell asleep quickly in his arms.
Xue Han, however, lost his sleepiness and looked down at the girl in his arms.
She was exhausted, her breathing was heavy, but her expression was calm, and she waited patiently for the sunrise the next day.
At this moment, the young man, who had experienced both hardship and displacement as well as wealth and power, suddenly had tears in his eyes.
He wanted Ah Heng to live, no matter what, he wanted his Ah Heng to live.
He gently tightened his embrace around the person in his arms.
Daylight broke.
After quickly packing up, Qiu Heng and her group encountered a group of pursuers not long after they left.
"Over there!" the captain shouted excitedly, blowing his horn to inform the other teams.
At such a close distance, our side has been fleeing for three days, and everyone is injured, while the enemy has been taking turns to rest and their energy has not diminished. If we keep running, we will eventually be caught due to exhaustion.
Qiu Heng and Xue Han exchanged a glance and rushed toward each other.
Xi Jiang's team has forty or fifty people, giving them a significant numerical advantage.
Despite being surrounded, Qiu Heng and her men tirelessly wielded their swords, and more and more Xi Jiang guards fell. In the end, only a few enemy soldiers remained. The captain decisively chose to abandon this difficult opportunity and fled with his men.
At this point, their side had less than ten people left.
The group continued walking in the direction they had identified. After passing through a forest, the view suddenly opened up, revealing hundreds of Xijiang guards before them.
The one surrounded by guards in the middle was none other than Prince Chi Yan.
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