The great battle on top of the city gate tower should have attracted countless martial artists to come and watch. But at this time in Feihong Pass, no one had the time to care about this. Whether it was the West-Hill soldiers who were eager to rush into the pass, or the Mohist army soldiers who were desperately resisting the enemy, no one was in the mood to watch this great battle. In everyone's heart, there was only one goal, and that was the enemy.
The city gate was finally broken by the heavy giant wood. The Mohist army soldiers blocked the gate with their flesh and blood and fought with the enemy. On the city gate tower, on the streets, the soldiers of the two armies could be seen fighting everywhere. Whether it was the imminent death of Jhennam Of Gojoseon or Princess Ding's willingness to live and die with the soldiers guarding the city, it greatly stimulated the morale of the soldiers of the two armies. No one was willing to take half a step back, and they fought a bloody battle.
No one knew how long this bloody battle lasted. Almost everyone, including Ye Li, was covered in blood. When they were exhausted, they finally heard the sound of horse hooves coming from outside the pass. Feng Zhiyao was shocked. He suddenly jumped up and shouted, "The Black Cloud Cavalry is here! The Prince is back! "Suddenly, all the soldiers who were lucky enough to survive were shocked. Especially when they heard the sound of horse hooves gradually approaching, everyone's heart surged with an uncontrollable joy. The Prince was finally back. The reinforcements were finally here. They … had finally defended Feihong Pass!
With the arrival of the Black Cloud Cavalry, the pressure on the guards at the city gate suddenly decreased a lot. The Xiling Army that was still outside the city could not help but be confused because of this sudden change. The Black Cloud Cavalry took advantage of the gap and rushed directly into the city. The rider at the front of the Black Cloud Cavalry was wearing white clothes and had white hair. He had an awe-inspiring aura. "Close the front and back gates!"
Although Feihong Pass was called a pass, there was still a small city inside the pass. However, this city was not big, and most of the people living in it were soldiers who were stationed here. There were very few ordinary people. Because of the impending war, the civilians had already retreated to the rear. At this moment, the city was filled with Mohist army soldiers. Once the city gates were closed, the West-Hill soldiers who had not yet entered the city would naturally have to expend effort to attack again, while the West-Hill soldiers who had already entered the city would be trapped in the city.
"Li Li …"
"Li Li …" Mo Xiuyao urged his horse to gallop through the streets. A few West-Hill soldiers who were foolish enough to try to sneak up on them were whipped a few dozen feet away. Finally, he saw the slender figure at a corner of the street. Her white robes had already been stained with blood. Even from afar, one could still see that her beautiful face was also stained with blood. In that instant, Mo Xiuyao felt as if his heart had been whipped by a whip. It was so painful that it felt like it was being torn apart.
"Xiuyao?" Suddenly hearing Mo Xiuyao's figure, Ye Li panicked for a moment. She had already lost count of how many people she had killed today. Her entire person seemed to emit a thick stench of blood. At this moment, suddenly hearing Mo Xiuyao's voice, for a moment, she only felt that it was both real and illusory.
"Careful!" Han Mingyue shouted in a low voice. She threw the sword in her hand at the West-Hill soldiers behind Ye Li who were preparing to sneak up on her. At the same time, Mo Xiuyao leapt from his horse. Like a swan crossing water, he leapt in front of Ye Li and raised his hand to pull her into his embrace.
"Xiuyao?" Ye Li was startled. Only now did she clearly see the person hugging her.
"Li." Mo Xiuyao tightly held the person in his arms. For the first time in his life, he felt incomparable fear. He, Mo Xiuyao, was a person who could take every conceivable possibility into account. Everyone in the world could be played in the palm of his hand. But this time, he had really miscalculated. He could not imagine what he would do if something really happened to Ye Li.
Mo Xiuyao held Ye Li with one hand and waved the horsewhip in his other hand. Streams of energy shot out in all directions like poisonous arrows. For a moment, not a single West-Hill soldier within a hundred feet of them was spared. The West-Hill soldiers in the distance did not dare to come forward because of Prince Ding's reputation.
Han Mingyue drew her sword from the body of the fallen West-Hill soldier. She stepped forward and said, "You're finally back." Mo Xiuyao nodded. For the first time in more than ten years, he looked at Han Mingyue with such seriousness. In a low voice, he said, "Thank you." Like Ye Li, Han Mingyue was also covered in blood. The image of an elegant gentleman no longer existed. Moreover, Han Mingyue had many wounds on her body. It was clear that Han Mingyue had always been by Ye Li's side to protect him.
Han Mingyue smiled faintly, even though her face was still stained with the blood of the enemy. The smile in her eyes had some of the warmth of the moonlight breeze and the elegant demeanor of the famous Master Ming Yue of the past.
Han Mingyue knew that after this battle, the estrangement between them for so many years could be completely resolved. Han Mingyue understood Mo Xiuyao's character well enough. Mo Xiuyao would not hate him. He would only ignore him forever. He would treat him as if he had never had a friend and brother. When she walked out of the fog of infatuation, Han Mingyue finally realized what she had lost for this hopeless relationship.
Mo Xiuyao's return naturally caused a big commotion. After a while, Feng Zhiyao and the others also rushed over. Feng Zhiyao did not have time to exchange pleasantries. He hurriedly asked Mo Xiuyao, "How many people did you bring back?" Mo Xiuyao said, "Thirty thousand."
Feng Zhiyao's face suddenly became very ugly. There were hundreds of thousands of West-Hill soldiers. Thirty thousand people were useless!
Mo Xiuyao said calmly, "Don't worry. Lenghuai will bring people here soon. We just need to delay the West-Hill people as much as possible and block them in the Feihong Pass and the small town. "
At this point, there was nothing more to say. Feng Zhiyao also directly turned around, "I know. But I don't know how much time we can delay. What if someone breaks out … "
Mo Xiuyao frowned and said, "There are soldiers stationed in every county. Although there are not many, it is enough to block some of the remaining soldiers."
Ye Li said lightly, "I have ordered all the people within a hundred miles of the Feihong Pass to fight to the death and retreat."
Hearing this, everyone was happy. Except for Ye Li and the others, no one had thought of this idea. Although it was not easy to make all the people retreat, with the prestige of the Prince Ding Mansion, as long as Princess Ding personally gave the order, at least eighty to ninety percent of the people would retreat. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief after solving the problem they were most worried about. Feng Zhiyao said with a smile, "In this case, we will do our best to stop the Xiling Army. We will definitely be able to hold on until General Leng arrives. Prince's Consort, I will take my leave! " As long as the people did not suffer heavy casualties, even if some houses and crops were destroyed, it would not be a particularly big loss for the Mohist army. Although they had been fighting for years, the foundation of the entire northwest was not damaged because of these years of planning and development.
"I will take my leave!" Everyone said in unison. They all turned around and rushed to their respective battlefields.
"By the way, Lei Zhenting and Tower Master Ling are still on the tower." Ye Li just remembered. But she herself was not sure how much time had passed in this fierce battle. But Lei Zhenting did not appear again. If the two were not still fighting, or if Lei Zhenting had died in battle, then the two of them had died together.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
