Chapter 58: The Yang Family's Daughter Has Just Come of Age (Part 1)

  Xiao Shouren was stunned by Ge Shu Yun's smile at him.

  Lishi Fei didn't turn his head back, instead he swung his knife and chopped down the long arrow. Everyone saw him as if he had grown eyes on his back, chopping down bows and arrows with ease, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

  Another loud crash, a strong gust of wind behind him, Li Shan flew into a rage, thinking to himself that Xiao Shouren was asking for trouble, being so troublesome, if he didn't kill him today, he might not have another chance in the future!

  Lishi Feitian thought of this, suddenly turned around, jumped into the air, kicked a long arrow and flew towards Xiao Shouren. He had just turned around, was in mid-air, suddenly shocked, a dark shadow with a strong wind had arrived in front of him.

  Xiao Shouren's arrow? How did he have such fast hands, just now there was only one bowstring sound, how could two arrows be shot out?

  He had just turned his head, and the person had already used force to twist his head, with an arrow flashing across his cheek. It was only a dark red dot in the air, which had been pierced by the long arrow on his cheek. Everyone said it was a pity that Xiao Shouren's one bow and two arrows were very strange. Two arrows went straight, and one arrow was at an extremely tricky angle, as if he had calculated that Li Shanfei would definitely jump into the air, and only then did he take his retreat route.

  Lishan Fei was caught off guard by Xiao Shouren's plan and suffered a minor injury, which made him furious. Xiao Shouren was secretly shocked to see the cold glint in Lishan Fei's eyes behind his bronze mask, filled with murderous intent. Without hesitation, he shot two more arrows. Although his shooting technique was not efficient, it was very quick. After shooting the two arrows, he retreated three steps back, trying to create distance between himself and Lishan Fei. Every inch counted, every inch was crucial, and the longbow would only be most effective at a distance.

  After seeing the fight between Lishan Fei, Tong Zhan and his sidekick Geshu Yun, Xiao Shouren finally understood the truth that "the strong have their own strong opponents", so he had always been cleverly draining Lishan Fei's energy, without any intention of killing him.

  His strategy had always been successful, but this time it seemed somewhat ineffective.

  Lishan Fei took a deep breath in mid-air, and when he fell, it was as if an eagle swooped down from the sky. The two arrows shot by Xiao Shouren did not hinder Lishan Fei's movement for even a moment.

  A flash of knife light, and it struck Xiao Shouren's head like a bolt of lightning in the night sky.

  Xiao Shouren drew his bow and took aim, received the attack and rolled away. With a flash of lightning, he struck down with one knife, and his bow snapped and its string broke. Xiao Shouren emerged from the mud and water without a single hair out of place!

  Li Shan Fei's eyes widened slightly in shock, his gaze hesitated, and he found that he no longer had the confidence to kill Xiao Shou Ren!

  Just now one move, he was already all out, but Xiao Shouren actually dodged it. This person is so capable, or was he originally hiding his true abilities?

  Ge Shu Yun and Tong Zhan finally arrived, one on the left and one on the right. Tong Zhan swung his single sword horizontally, cutting off Li Shan Fei's waist. Ge Shu Yun had already blocked Xiao Shou Ren's front, swinging his arm, his soft sword stabbing straight into Li Shan Fei's chest.

  Xiao Shouren was deeply moved by Ge Shuyun's words.

  Lishi Mountain flew over and shouted, standing up his knife and slashing fiercely. Tong Zhan didn't engage in a fierce battle, instead dodging to the side and looking for an opening.

  He didn't expect that Li Shanfei's swift and fierce slash was just a feint, taking advantage of Tong Zhan's momentary dodge, he had already slipped out of the encirclement of the two.

  Ge Shu Yun's eyes turned cold, his long sword didn't reach, but he only raised his wrist.

  Lieshan flew out of the encirclement, and suddenly heard a "kua" sound behind him. His heart skipped a beat, as for Tong Zhan, he didn't put it in his heart, but for this Ge Shu Yun, he always had a chill surrounding his heart. Someone who could silently kill dozens of his subordinates couldn't help but make him feel cold-blooded.

  At the same time as he heard the loud noise, he had already moved his feet and shifted positions, but felt a pain in his legs, was shocked in his heart, stumbled forward, suddenly rushed like flying, and charged into the crowd of Ma's bandits and guards who were fighting.

  One of the guards let out a low growl and swung his sword to intercept, but Lishan Feiduan shouted loudly and struck out with his single knife, cutting the man in two at an angle.

  In the midst of a bloody dance in the sky, Lishan Fei let out a long whistle, and all the horse bandits suddenly stopped entangling, rushing down to the grassland at the foot of the mountain.

  They were defeated, but the momentum was still unstoppable. The merchants saw that Lishan Fei, although injured, was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, majestic and awe-inspiring, and they couldn't help but look at each other in shock.

  The guards were all exhausted, seeing them flee in defeat, they were overjoyed in their hearts and didn't fight to the death, instead dispersing to one side. They were guards, mainly responsible for protecting merchants, but did not have the responsibility of capturing or killing bandits.

  Tong Zhan rushed over with all his might, looking at Ma Fei and Qi Xin breaking out of the encirclement together, but they had already disappeared into the darkness. He stomped his foot in anger, his face gloomy.

  Ge Shu Yun shot and injured Li Shan Fei, but did not pursue him. He saw Tong Zhan stamping his foot and glanced at Xiao Shou Ren with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

  Xiao Shouren saw Ge Shu Yun shoot and injure Li Shanfei, but he didn't go after him to kill him, nor did he have any particular dislike for him. It was enough that he had run away. Everyone was struggling to make a living, and it wasn't easy for anyone. He himself was just using the Xiao family's reputation to avoid being pursued in this merchant caravan, avoiding trouble, and there was no need to offend Li Shanfei to death. As for pursuing and killing Li Shanfei, such unpleasant things could be left to Tong Zhan and Bai Qi.

  When Lishan Fei was staggering, Xiao Shouren had already seen a cold light flying out of Geshu Yun's sleeve. The force was so fierce that even the crossbow arrows from earlier seemed insignificant in comparison. If not for this, with Lishan Fei's exceptional martial arts skills, he wouldn't have fallen victim to a sneak attack.

  Thinking back to the time when he drew a small turtle on her face, Xiao Shouren felt a chill in his heart, it seemed that he had also walked through the Ghost Gate once. Fortunately, he didn't take any action, and his hands and feet were still decent, not making any reckless moves, otherwise, he would have really died without knowing how he died.

  One must take care of one's own hands before taking care of one's own life. Of course, if we must use Buddhist Zen language to describe it, then it is to first take care of one's own heart, and only then can one take care of one's own life.

  Xiao Shouren didn't think much, at this time the bandits who could run had already run away, and those who couldn't were also unable to move now. The lone surviving guards of the Shan family had added a crucial fatal blow to the necks of the wounded bandits who were on their last breath or wailing in pain, a blow that made them unable to get up again.

  Bodies piled up like mountains, blood flowing, some had already seeped into the ground, while others gathered together to form small rivers of blood. Even the continuous flow of water from the mountain couldn't dilute the bloody smell here, especially those dozens of bandits who were shot and killed, their eyes wide open, refusing to close in death.

  Many merchants saw the miserable state of Ma Fei, but some were relieved that it was not themselves who died. They looked at Shan Tong's gaze, which was even more stern. The guards under Tong Zhan and Bai Qi had already lost seven or eight out of ten, and the remaining fifty or so men and horses were also covered in wounds. If it weren't for Shan Tong's extraordinary skill, everyone would have known that this merchant group would not have escaped unscathed.

  After this battle, Shan Tong suddenly returned to his usual self, carefree and smiling, and with a single order, he sat on the box, looking up at the sky, ignoring everyone except Xiao Shouren.

  The rest of the people were all timid, and a few merchants who thought they were quite important also felt uneasy in their hearts when they saw his arrogance and lack of conscience. This person seemed to be moody and was the young master of the Single family, and it was said that the current head of the Single family would hand over the position of head of the house to Single Tong ten years later, so the box under his butt was like Yan Wang, provoking him would make you a target for his anger, thinking about this, no one dared to approach.

  With a single gesture, the black-clad guards who had been surrounding the black boxes earlier were summoned over, and with a brief order, they dispersed in all directions. This battle was indeed brutal, but these dozen or so people miraculously emerged unscathed, and upon hearing the order, they scattered in a sprint.

  Some merchants looked at them with great curiosity, suddenly widened their eyes in disbelief, took a few steps back, and covered their mouths. The other merchants also showed a look of horror, some even turned pale.

  Those ten people were not in a hurry to save their own, but instead checked the dead or alive of the horse bandits in front of the box. Several people forcibly pulled out the crossbow arrows from the bodies of the horse bandits, just like treating slaughtered pigs and sheep, Tong Zhan and Bai Qi also saw the numb expressions of these people on the side, and their hearts were racing.

  The front end of the crossbow arrow shines with a sharp light, looking extremely sharp. The arrow rod is also made of iron, unlike ordinary crossbow arrows. Several people were responsible for retrieving and washing the crossbow arrows. Seeing that several bandits had not yet died, they didn't ask any questions, but simply waved their hands and gave them a knife, instantly settling the account.

  Bai Qi originally wanted to say something to leave a living mouth, ask where the horse bandits came from, and saw them kill cleanly and neatly, almost swallowing his tongue.

  A few people collected the crossbow arrows and sent them back. San Tong opened the box, put the crossbow arrows in, neither fast nor slow. Those few people began to inspect the horses again, seeing that some horses were seriously injured and whining sadly, they slowly shook their heads and ended their lives with a knife.

  Xiao Shouren saw that they killed people and horses in the same way, and he couldn't help but feel some pity. But knowing the rules of this era, it's not good to show mercy to women.

  He understood that the methods of these people were ruthless, but if the bandits won this battle, they would probably be treated the same way. They wanted to do business, and sick horses and captives were a burden. Moreover, keeping them might lead to counterattacks, so they had to be on guard.

  Sweeping the battlefield is a very tiring thing, extremely tiring. It's even more exhausting than the desperate fight just now!

  When sweeping the battlefield, what you see is the enemy, which is fine, at least you don't know them, it's like seeing a stranger having an accident on the street, getting used to it doesn't matter. But if what you see are your own people, and they're familiar with you, being good comrades in daily life, that's unbearable.

  As the ancient war song says, Is it said that there is no clothing? I will share my cloak with you. The king is raising an army, I am sharpening my spear and halberd. I will share a common enemy with you. Is it said that there is no clothing? I will share my blessings with you. The king is raising an army, I am sharpening my spear and halberd. I will work together with you. Is it said that there is no clothing? I will share my skirt with you. The king is raising an army, I am repairing my armor and weapons. I will march together with you.

  Originally, we would eat together, sleep together, and train together. On the battlefield, they were comrades who could entrust their backs to each other; off the battlefield, they were fellow soldiers with whom one could chat and joke in the desolate military camp. There was no calculation or scheming, no grudges or estrangement, just big bowls of wine and large chunks of meat.

  Can you imagine, it's just like that, a person or a group of people, living together in the same tent for so many years, and suddenly you see him lying on the battlefield with missing arms and legs, his young face covered in blood, still clutching a broken sword in his hand. Those who are not dead yet crawl towards you, pulling at your pant leg, spitting out bloody foam from their mouths, begging you to save them, save them. How can you bear it? How can you forget? So many times it's like a dream, so many times it echoes in your ears...