Chapter 005: Farewell to Yanling

  Just then, another commotion came from the reeds, and someone was heard shouting loudly in a flustered tone: "Search for me! We must find him! If we don't get his head today, every one of you will be finished!"

  But it turned out to be another massacre, which had nothing to do with them.

  "We're just passing by, no intention of making enemies with anyone. Why not take a step back and make it convenient for each other?" Chu Sunyang let out a breath and hurriedly said to the man's back before Zhu Yuanshan and others could react.

  That man did not respond, as if he was sizing up the situation, but he couldn't afford to think much, for the rustling sound from the reeds behind him was rapidly closing in.

  He finally put away his bow and arrow, turned around and ran towards the reeds on the other side of the small road, but didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, a short knife suddenly flew out from the reeds and stabbed him in the back.

  Suddenly

  The pursuing soldiers have discovered his whereabouts!

  The man's reaction was incredibly quick, and he dodged to the side, rolling onto the ground to avoid the fatal blow. The short knife that had been thrown at him only grazed his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood.

  It was already lucky for ordinary people to barely survive at this time, but this person was an exception. As he rolled and fell to the ground, he had already shot an arrow in the direction of the short knife that flew out from behind just now.

  That arrow came with a swift and fierce momentum, even Chu Zhaoyang felt that he hadn't seen how the other had shot it.

  The next moment, someone fell to the ground with a miserable cry in the reeds.

  "Forward! Chase!" The man in front was furious and yelling again, and immediately jumped out of the reeds.

  A majestic figure with a powerful build, sporting a bald head and a ferocious face.

  "We're just passing by!" Zhu Yuanshan saw that Chu Youyang had no intention of getting involved in trivial matters, and without waiting for the other party to ask back, he flipped over his horse's back and chased after Chu Youyang.

  They just gave them a glance, possibly because they were wearing South Vietnamese military uniforms, or maybe because time was pressing, and didn't bother with them.

  Close behind, more people came out of the reeds in pursuit.

  All this happened in a flash, just now that "bloody man" had just crawled out of the mud, and was already surrounded on three sides, forced into a dead end.

  At this time he was still very calm, due to the defects of his own weapons, completely not allowing the opponent to set up a formation, and had already launched a series of arrows in a preemptive strike.

  Stable! Accurate! Ruthless!

  The movement was clean and efficient, without any hesitation or delay, making Chu Youyang, who had seen countless battles on the battlefield, secretly sigh in admiration.

  But in the blink of an eye, although the other side also had archers following them, they didn't even have time to shoot, and more than twenty people had already fallen down by half.

  The quiver on his back was also empty.

  The quiver was empty, but he didn't seem flustered. He immediately drew the sword from his waist and prepared to face the enemy.

  Watching so many people die again, the bald leader of the other side was furious, and immediately raised his knife to rush towards that "blood man".

  More than ten people rushed up and attacked fiercely.

  That man was heavily injured and had already exhausted his strength, like a strong crossbow at the end of its power. After just a few rounds, he had already shown signs of defeat, being pressed down by that bald-headed big Han with one knife, forcing him to retreat step by step.

  That bald man was obviously born with divine power, and with a fierce force, he actually pressed the long sword in his hand into his shoulder.

  The sharp blade enters the flesh, and then inch by inch into the bone.

  That man struggled to support himself for a moment, but eventually his strength was exhausted, and with a loud crash he fell to one knee on the ground.

  "This person's archery skills are unparalleled in the world, and he looks quite young too. What a pity!" Zhu Yuanshan let out a sigh, with some implication of sympathy, and asked Chu Jinyang, "Should we lend him a hand?"

  "This place is full of dragons and snakes, the identities of these people may not be simple. We must find Second Brother as soon as possible, don't let things get complicated." Chu Jiu Yang pursed his lips, turned his horse's head, and said: "Let's go!"

  At that time, the person behind him had already been knocked to the ground. The bald man, however, showed no mercy, and with a big stride, he walked over, sneering coldly: "You still thought you were something special, but in the end, you'll still fall into my hands, ending up as a buried corpse in the wilderness? If you're smart, you should have surrendered early on. Don't bother with these futile struggles! What a waste of energy! Bah!"

  As they spoke, his hand rose and fell, striking down at the man's neck.

  This knife is going down, absolutely fatal.

  Just then, at the critical moment when everything hung in the balance, another unexpected event occurred.

  Perhaps that bald man was overconfident and overlooked something, seeing his head in danger, the "blood person" who fell to the ground suddenly turned his head sharply to one side.

  His head was tilted to one side, and his face was facing Zhuo Yuanyang.

  It was this fleeting glance that allowed Chu Youyang to catch a glimpse of his true appearance for the first time.

  That was the face of a handsome young man, with blood and dirt on his face, covering up his original appearance. His thin lips were pursed, his nose was straight, and his bangs were wet with cold sweat, falling down to cover his eyebrows. But those eyes, clear and sharp as ice, did not have even a hint of the desperation and despair that one would expect from someone on the verge of death.

  There was a distance of five zhang between the two people.

  Reeds are gently swaying, as if weaving a soft and delicate dream in this vast wilderness.

  Time reversed, and returned to the execution ground where Donggong's family was slaughtered for their crimes on that day.

  At that time she came in blood, he rode away before a faint smile: "The princess at will!"

  But today, he stained his robes with blood and fought with all his might for that one thread of life.

  But she——

  The ancient road stands still with horses, becoming a leisurely stroller in the idle courtyard.

  With a sudden glance, Chu Yunyang looked at that person's face, which seemed to appear out of nowhere, and was taken aback for a moment.

  Yes ——

  Prince Yanling?!

  At that time, Yanling Jun's head slightly tilted, the sharp blade was about to cut off a strand of scattered hair on his ear, but it stuck tightly to his neck and went wrong.

  At the same time, however, the bald man holding the knife let out a low grunt and suddenly stumbled backward, clutching his abdomen.

  It was then that everyone saw clearly that a small, exquisitely crafted dagger had been inserted into his waist, its blade stained with blood.

  Obviously, this dagger was spat out from the sleeve mouth by Prince Yanling when he leaned forward to draw his sword and sent it into his waist.

  The dagger's blade was not long, but it was clear that the Duke of Yang had really exhausted his strength at this time. The final blow only inserted the dagger into his flesh by one-third.

  After one blow, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell there, completely unable to move.

  "You, toast but don't drink, drink a penalty!" The bald man suffered a loss, looked down at his own blood-stained and ferocious face, and roared: "Archers! Shoot him dead for me! Then chop him into minced meat and throw it into that wild pond over there to feed the fish!"

  "Yes!" Several subordinates took orders and immediately strung their bows.

  At this time, Chu Zhiyuan finally came back to his senses from the shock and doubt of suddenly re-encountering Yanling Jun.

  According to the trajectory of past life events, this person shouldn't be here.

  He shouldn't have ——

  At this time——

  Appeared here!

  Suddenly an idea flashed into his mind, and Chu Yunyang's blood boiled, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably as another terrifying truth that had been hidden for six years was about to be revealed.

  Zhu Yushan and others were certain that she was not going to intervene in this matter, and had already walked several steps away.

  In an instant, Chu Youyang almost subconsciously grabbed the soft whip in his saddle bag, abandoned his horse and rushed back.

  Digression

  The handsome guy from Yanling is back on the rough line, hurry up and take him home to feed ~