"Jade people glide through the snow, flying gracefully through the clouds." The black-clothed man tilted his head and looked at him. "And here I thought that everyone in the world knew my name."
General Feihong? He Rufei?
Huyate was shocked and blurted out, "Impossible!"
"Why is it impossible?" The eyes under the mask stared at him, the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking smile. "Why is it impossible?"
Huyate was the bravest general of the Utopia, but at this moment, he subconsciously retreated as he yelled, "Charge! Kill this person, and the king will reward you handsomely! "
Countless arrows and silhouettes rushed up, but the masked man easily dodged every blade and arrow that rushed towards him. He was like a swan flying through the snow, spreading his wings to create a world of his own. There was nothing that could trap him. His sword was even more invincible. It danced and circled around in the night sky, as if it could even cut through the drizzle.
Huyate could not help but believe one thing. This was indeed General Feihong, He Rufei. In the world, other than He Rufei, no one else had such exquisite swordsmanship. Huyate had never fought He Rufei before, but he had heard from the defeated Western Qiang soldiers that He Rufei's Azure Gem Sword could cut through all obstacles.
But why would He Rufei appear here? He clearly … could not be like this!
Could this be another scheme of the Da Wei? He Rufei had tricked them? These cunning and despicable Da Wei people!
"I want to kill him!" Huyate said hatefully. He shouted to the people beside him, "Bring me my bow and arrows!"
He wanted to personally kill this bird that could still fly. He wanted to see this swan fall from the sky, fall to the ground, and be trampled into the mud by him.
The bow and arrows were handed to him, and he aimed at the black-clothed man who was surrounded by the Utopia soldiers. He could not aim at the target no matter how hard he tried. He roared, "Idiots, back off a little!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the arrow in his hand was released. However, from the depths of the shrubs, a few more arrows were shot out, blocking his arrow in the middle.
"There's an accomplice! Catch them! "
At this moment, another man wearing a devil mask jumped out from the bushes. He laughed and threw a bucket-like object in the direction of the black-clothed man.
The sword-wielding man in black only managed to grab the wooden barrel in midair, but the arrows of the Utuo soldiers had already arrived. 'General Feihong' moved so quickly that no one could see him clearly. He only used the wooden barrel to block his eyes like an iron shield.
When the arrow hit the wooden barrel that he used as a shield, something like water flowed out. Huyate immediately cried out in his heart when he saw this and said, "Stop! Everyone stop! "
But even if the archer stopped immediately, the arrow that was shot out could not be returned. In the blink of an eye, the wooden barrel in 'General Feihong's' hands had already been shot into a sieve. The water spurted out from within and sprayed over the entire supply camp. Immediately after, they heard her whistle. The sound was clear and melodious. From the bushes, from all directions in the darkness, dozens and hundreds of arrows suddenly shot out. The arrows carried fire and fell on the ointment sprinkled on the pile of fodder. With a boom, the fire soared to the sky.
Unfamiliar the first time, familiar the second time. He had done something like setting fire not long ago in Jiyang, so He Yan was already very familiar with it.
Huyate was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He only ordered the soldiers to put out the fire and kill the people. However, this was not Jiyang, and rivers were not everywhere. The place where the camp was set up was not far from the river, but it was definitely not close either.
He Yan was slightly relieved. These ointments were the last of the ointments used to make fireworks in the Rundu. Although it was raining tonight, the rain was not heavy. However, the wind was very strong. As long as the wind blew, there was no need to worry about the fire not rising. In the end, these tents would be in danger.
"Now!" He Yan shouted, "Don't retreat, fight!"
The sounds of fighting and the flames from all directions rang out. Huyate looked around. The appearance of Da Wei wearing devil masks from all directions had already caused the Utuo soldiers to panic and their morale to be unstable. Now that the rations were burning, some people were busy getting water to put out the fire. Not to mention the formation, even the pace of killing the Da Wei was disrupted. Huyate was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
All of this was because of He Rufei!
He Rufei …. He looked around and did not see He Rufei's shadow. His heart trembled as he shouted angrily, "Catch He Rufei for me, I want to personally cut off his head!"
In the camp, the soft cries of women could be heard. Suddenly, the tent flap was opened, and two devil-like faces appeared in the tent.
The women let out a short "Ah", but before they could say anything, their mouths were covered by one of the men. That man took off his mask, revealing a fierce face with a scar. However, it was not the face of Uto. He said impatiently, "We are Da Wei's men. We are here to save you. Put on your clothes and leave quickly."
The women in the tent were all disheveled. Two of them had already fallen to the ground and were no longer breathing. Jiang Jiao looked at them and sighed in his heart. When they arrived, Huyate was causing trouble inside, doing some beastly things to the female Rundu prisoners. He Yan could not delay the burning of the rations, so he left. However, he did not let it go. Once the rations were burned, he asked the two of them to come and take a look.
At first, he thought that He Yan was too soft-hearted. Now that he saw the miserable corpses in the camp, even a bandit like Wang Ba could not bear it. He could not help but clench his fists and curse Uto for being worse than a beast.
The women quietly followed Wang Ba and Huyate out of the tent. The Uto soldiers were all gathered at the rations, so no one noticed them. Jiang Jiao asked, "Can Brother He hold on for that long?"
Wang Ba sneered, "He is much better at being a hero than you and me. He went to save the other prisoners."
The Da Wei prisoners' tents were small and tattered. They could barely shelter them from the wind and rain. Dozens of women were squeezed together, their clothes barely covering their bodies. All of them looked miserable, and the tent was filled with the smell of blood and decay. It was nauseating. Every time the Wutuo people ravaged these women, the dead ones would be thrown into the river, and the living ones would be thrown back with scars all over their bodies. After a few days, they would experience a life worse than death until they died.
When they suddenly saw someone come to save them, these women could not believe their eyes.
"Let's go," He Yan said, "I will save you all."
The leader of the women trembled as she asked, "Warrior, what is your name … you … are you General Feihong?"
The masked man did not move, but after a moment, he took off his mask, revealing a handsome young face. His voice was calm: "No, my name is He Yan, Wu An Lang personally appointed by His Majesty."
The rhythm of the Uttho soldiers was completely disrupted. The masked Da Wei soldiers did not continue fighting. When they saw that the rations were about to be burned, they turned around and rushed towards the city gate. On top of the city gate, there were already ropes hanging down. Countless archers were lying in ambush on top of the city gate. Once the Uto soldiers got close, they would use the "arrows" they borrowed from the Uto a few days ago to kill them.
The Uto could not get close, but the masked men were able to escape unscathed.
"They took the captives away!" Someone shouted.
Huyate flew into a rage, "A bunch of trash! Can't even keep an eye on the women! "
The Uto soldiers also felt wronged. Who would have thought that at a time of life and death, there would be people who would pay attention to these worthless women? They were just spoils of war for the enemy and would only drag them down. If they were in Uto, even if they were saved, they would still be killed. Women who had been defiled by the enemy had no right to live in this world.
It would be fine if the captives wished to die in the enemy's camp, but who would have thought that there would be people who would use all sorts of methods to save these women?
The subordinate hesitantly said, "I heard that General Feihong He Rufei never hurts women. If someone kidnaps Da Wei's women, as long as he is there, he will save them …"
Huyate kicked him back, "Bastard! I've said it before, how could He Rufei come to the Rundu! "
The smell of burning food came from the wilderness. From time to time, Uto soldiers would carry buckets of water to water them, but the wind and fire were strong, so it was futile. Huyate looked in the direction of the Rundu's city gate. Countless archers were lying in ambush on top of the city gate. From time to time, arrows with torches would be fired in this direction as a warning.
His face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, "Rundu … I will flatten the Rundu! I will destroy the Rundu, young and old! "
He Yan was the last one to go up the city gate.
In order to protect the women, she had to first pull the rope back. She had to deal with the Uto soldiers at the city gate until she had the chance to return to the city. Even though the archers used arrows to force the Uto back off, she was still injured.
When there was war, there would be sacrifices. It was already good enough that she was still alive.
The women who were lucky enough to escape from the enemy camp sat on the city gate in a daze until they could no longer hear the sound of the Uto's horn. Only then did they come back to their senses. Slowly, they covered their faces with their hands and began to cry.
The Rundu soldiers behind the city gate had already taken off their masks. After a night of surprise attack, everything was tense. Only now did they seem to understand what really happened. Some of them were crying, while others were laughing and shouting, "We burned their provisions! Those Uto were beaten into idiots by us. Hahaha, we won against the Uto! "
To say that they won was naturally an exaggeration. However, this night attack was indeed a victory, and it was a complete victory. The number of Uto casualties was unknown. He Yan had brought 500 elite soldiers, but 46 were sacrificed, and 273 were injured. For the Rundu soldiers who had been guarding the city for more than a month, this was already the best situation.
Li Kuang looked at the elite soldiers who were lying on the ground in disbelief and muttered, "They actually did it."
When He Yan brought these people, Li Kuang actually did not approve of it. He was almost prepared for He Yan and these hundreds of people to die. They were just sending themselves to death. As for burning the Uto's food, Li Kuang also thought that it was very unlikely.
However, these things that were impossible in his eyes had now become reality. They even brought back the captives that the Uto captured outside the city.
Li Kuang's heart suddenly lit up with new hope. All along, he did not think that the Rundu soldiers could compete with the Uto. He thought that they could only defend the city gate and wait for reinforcements. But now, He Yan made him see another possibility. What if the Uto could not hold on? Without food, the Uto would not be able to hold on for long. Their advantage would no longer exist. Now, they were only relying on their advantage in numbers. As for numbers … Didn't that young Mu An Lang, He Yan, already win two battles with fewer people?
Thinking about this, Li Kuang looked at He Yan excitedly. He saw that the young man was leaning against the wall of the building. He did not have time to take off his mask and was looking at the rescued women who were crying together. Li Kuang could not see He Yan's expression, but he could see the smile at the corner of his mouth.
He was very relieved.
In an instant, the scene in front of Li Kuang overlapped with the scene in the past. He still vaguely remembered the time when he fought a battle with He Rufei, who was still a deputy general. That person was also like this. He sat quietly on the ground and looked at the crying and laughing soldiers. The sharpness on the battlefield was restrained, and he was incredibly gentle.
He really looked like He Rufei. Li Kuang thought silently. To be more precise, he looked like He Rufei in the past. He Rufei in the past.
"How are you?" Li Kuang walked over.
He Yan raised his head and looked at him. The corner of his mouth twitched. "I'm okay. Just a little tired."
He and the elite soldiers did not rest for the whole night. Li Kuang said: "Rest for a while."
He Yan nodded and stood up. He thought of something and said to Li Kuang: "Lord Li, please ask people to find out if these rescued women still have family in the city. If they do, please ask them to bring them home. If they don't have family, please help them settle down. "
Li Kuang frowned slightly and did not say anything.
He Yan seemed to know what he was thinking. He said lightly: "No matter what Lord Li thinks, they are still Da Wei's citizens and Rundu's citizens. Since you are the commander of the city, you can't sit back and do nothing. The responsibility of the people on the battlefield is to protect the citizens of every inch of the country. It doesn't matter if they are rich or poor, or what they have encountered. "
She stared at Li Kuang, as if insisting that Li Kuang give her an answer. Li Kuang paused and said: "I understand."
He Yan nodded to him: "Thank you."
She went down the gate tower without saying anything.
He Yan lived in the residence arranged by Zhao Shiming. She was now Mu An Lang, so she could use Mu An Lang's privilege to live in a room alone.
She asked the servants in the residence for a basin of hot water and went into the house. The servants quickly brought the hot water in. He Yan locked the door, took off her mask, and pulled down her clothes.
Her back, shoulders, and arms were all injured. Some were grazed by swords, and some were from arrows. Last night, she was at the front line and burned the Uto's provisions. Hundreds of arrows were fired at her, so it was impossible for her to escape unscathed. But now, she was already in good condition.
She soaked the handkerchief in hot water and wiped her wounds. The wounds on her back and shoulders were the deepest, but the wounds on her waist were not as bad. Thanks to Lin Shuanghe's Scar Removal and Muscle Revitalization Ointment.
This time, she brought the remaining Scar Removal and Muscle Revitalization Ointment with her to the Rundu. The wounds on her shoulders and waist were almost used up, and there was no more ointment left in the box.
After changing into clean clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror. The youth in the mirror had a pale face. The biggest advantage of the mask and black clothes was that the soldiers couldn't see the blood stains and wounds. They also couldn't see her face clearly. She was always in high spirits, always moving forward, and always being the one who boosted the morale of the soldiers.
He Yan looked at her arm. Her sleeve was half rolled up, and there was a knife wound on her arm. However, she had already used up all the medicinal powder she brought with her. Just as she was about to wrap the wound with a white cloth, someone knocked on the door. It was a woman's voice: "Xiao He Official."
He Yan said: "Please come in."
The person who came in was a young and beautiful girl. She had a smile on her face, and there was a small dimple on her left cheek, which made her charming and lively. She walked over and handed He Yan a round bottle. She smiled and said: "I saw Xiao He Official asking for hot water when you came in. I reckon that Xiao He Official is injured. This is the leftover wound ointment that Master usually uses. This concubine brought it over. " Her gaze landed on the scar on He Yan's arm. "Ah!" She exclaimed, "Xiao He Daren, are you really injured?"
He Yan smiled: "It's just a small injury. It's nothing."
"That won't do." The girl came forward as if they were close friends. She wanted to get closer, but she seemed to be aware of her special status and didn't dare to get too close. She stood to the side and comforted: "If you don't treat a small injury, it will drag on and become a big injury. My Master is like this. Sometimes when he gets injured on the battlefield, he can't be bothered to treat it. When it becomes an old injury, it will be difficult for him to recover. "
He Yan looked at her young and beautiful face, and her heart was filled with emotions. She knew this girl. This girl was Li Kuang's favorite concubine. Her name was Yi Luo. When she and Li Kuang fought against the Western Qiang people, Yi Luo was very familiar with her. It was because this girl was exceptionally clever and knew how to please Li Kuang. At that time, He Yan thought that if she was a man, she would also dote on this kind of girl wholeheartedly.
At that time, Yi Luo was only 16 years old. She was very young and her face was round. Three or four years later, she grew up a little. Her childishness dissipated and her round face became an oval face. Only the dimple on her left cheek and this sweet smile remained unchanged.
"Xiao He Official, why are you looking at me?" Yi Luo touched her face. Her eyes turned and she said crisply: "I'm beautiful. My family's Master dotes on me the most."
He Yan couldn't help but laugh. Yi Luo loved to boast about this in the past, and she still loved to boast about this now. This sentence made her feel as if she had returned to the past.
"What are you laughing at?" Yi Luo asked: "Am I ugly?"
"No, no." He Yan waved his hand: "I just remembered some things from the past."
At that time, Yi Luo was too cute and clever. He Yan couldn't help but think of her as his own little sister. He Xinying was her biological little sister, but because of the complicated relationship between the He Family, He Xinying wasn't close to her. At that time, Yi Luo was beautiful and clever. He felt that Yi Luo wasn't worth it. If this kind of girl was to get married, she should find a young man who was similar in appearance to her. As for Li Kuang, it wasn't that He Yan didn't like this colleague of his. It was just that Li Kuang was old enough to be Yi Luo's father. He was serious and straightforward, and he wasn't considerate. He didn't know what Yi Luo saw in him.
At that time, Yi Luo held her cheeks and giggled. She said to He Yan: "Everyone in my family is a servant. Deputy General He is a talented and handsome young man. How could he marry a servant as his wife? If I marry another servant, I'll give birth to a child who will still be a servant in the future. As a servant, I'll have to depend on the master. If I accidentally annoy the master, I'll lose my life. What's so good about that? "
"It's better to follow Master. I'll eat my fill and wear warm clothes. I only need to please Master, and I won't be afraid of others bullying me. What you said is false. I'll just treat this as a job. Being Master's concubine is easier than doing the jobs you mentioned. Moreover, Master is a straightforward person and doesn't like to beat around the bush. I won't have to scheme against him. It's very good. "
"Deputy General He, you and Master are both people who protect the people of Da Wei. You're both heroes. If I become Master's concubine, I'll be a hero's woman. I don't think there's anything bad about this. I'm living a much better life than before. I don't have many wishes in this life. I just hope that ten years from now, I'll still be Master's favorite concubine. I hope that ten years from now, I won't grow old and no other vixens will steal Master's favor and pity from me. If that's the case, I'll be very grateful to Guanyin Niangniang. "
He Yan felt at that time that this girl was quite insightful. Everyone had their own thoughts. Yi Luo was happy as long as she was happy.
Looking at it now, ten years was unknown. However, three years had passed. It seemed like she was still Li Kuang's favorite concubine. He even brought her with him to the Rundu.
She lowered her head and smiled. She sprinkled the medicinal powder that Yi Luo brought onto the wound on her arm. Yi Luo looked curiously and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao He Official, you don't look old. Why are you like my Master? You didn't make a sound when you applied the medicine? Don't tell me that you warriors who fight don't know pain? "
"It's not that it doesn't hurt." He Yan said, "I think that when your Master applied the medicine, it should be very painful. It's just that he didn't want to cry out in front of you."
Yi Luo laughed, "Xiao He Official, your words are really interesting."
He Yan finished applying the medicinal powder and returned the bottle to Yi Luo, saying, "Miss Yi Luo, thank you for the medicine."
Yi Luo took the bottle and didn't leave immediately. She looked at He Yan and said, "Xiao He Official, it's just some medicine. You don't have to thank me. I should be the one thanking you."
"What are you thanking me for?"
"Thank you for coming up with a brilliant plan last night to burn the Uto's provisions and help us vent our anger. Also, thank you for saving those women. "
She lowered her head and smiled helplessly, "I know those women who were kidnapped by the Uto. If it wasn't for you last night, they wouldn't have been able to return to the Rundu alive. No one would care about their lives. Even if my Master personally led the troops, he wouldn't care about their lives. However, you are different. " She looked at He Yan with sparkling eyes, "You brought them back and didn't leave out any of them. I originally thought that how could there be such a young official who was appointed by His Majesty? You must have taken advantage of me on the battlefield. "
"Now I don't think so. You are different from them. You are a good person, a true hero."
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