"Don't worry, I have a way to deal with Sabu Su's cavalry." Song Qingshu threw out these words and flew to the top of a tower in a flash without caring about the reaction of the crowd. He circulated his internal energy and used the Lion's Roar to spread his voice throughout the valley.
"Brothers, listen to me. In the current situation, we will die if we fight and we will also die if we run. Why don't we fight the Tatars to the end? Everyone, please fight to the death. The Tatars' cavalry will be handled by Song Mou alone. Regardless of success or failure, Song Mou will stay behind to cover the retreat of the brothers. I will not leave before any of you! "
Song Qingshu was worried that the people of Golden Snake Camp would not be able to withstand the pressure. Once someone started to escape, the situation would be irreversible. Therefore, he promised to stay behind to cover the retreat.
In this world, there were many commanders who let their soldiers fight to the death while they quietly slipped away. Naturally, the soldiers did not have the determination to fight to the death. It could be said that Song Qingshu was the only one who risked his life to personally cover the retreat of the ordinary soldiers.
Although the people of Golden Snake Camp did not think that he could stop the eight thousand cavalry by himself, Song Qingshu's prestige had risen to an unprecedented level. Hearing his words, they were willing to gamble with him.
Song Qingshu's internal energy was so vigorous that even though the battle cries in the valley shook the sky, his voice still reached everyone's ears. Even Sabu Su and the others on the mountain heard it clearly. Immediately, a burst of laughter burst out.
"You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!" Sabu Su did not know whether to laugh or cry. He had heard of Song Qingshu's reputation and knew that he was known as the number one expert of the Manchurian Qing. But in front of his eight thousand cavalry, even the number one expert in the world would be trampled into meat paste.
On the other side, the women did not have the time to care about whether Song Qingshu could stop the eight thousand cavalry or not. Instead, their expressions changed when they heard his promise to stay behind to cover the retreat.
They knew very well that with Song Qingshu's martial arts and lightness kung fu, he could come and go as he pleased on the battlefield. It wouldn't be difficult for him to keep his life. However, he had promised to stay behind and bring up the rear. The situation was completely different. What awaited him was only death.
If he didn't keep his promise and fled halfway, his life would be preserved, but his reputation would be ruined. There would be no place for him in the world in the future, and it could be said that he would rather die than live.
"Young Master Song, are you crazy?"
As soon as Song Qingshu came down from the high platform, the surrounding women surrounded him and asked him anxiously.
Although Chen Jinnan and the others didn't say anything, the expressions on their faces showed that they agreed with their judgment.
"Trust me, I'm a man who is good at creating miracles." Song Qingshu flashed a smile at the women and went to Chen Jinnan and Mu Jiansheng.
"Head Leader Chen, Duke Mu, please take your men and set fire to all the tents in the valley, as well as the provisions and supplies left behind by the Eastern Army. The bigger the fire, the better. You must do it as fast as possible."
Chen Jinnan and Mu Jiansheng looked at each other. Although they didn't know what he was up to, the calm expression on his face made them choose to believe him subconsciously. "Okay, Chen (Mu) will definitely not let you down."
Seeing that the two of them had left with their men, Song Qingshu went to Situ Bolei, Shui Jian, and Cheng Qingzhu. "Please take some men to reinforce King Xiao and the Fourth Lady and eliminate the remnants of the Western Army as soon as possible."
Situ Bolei's life's honor and disgrace had long been tied to Song Qingshu. Seeing that Song Qingshu had made a decision, he naturally obeyed him subconsciously.
Although Shui Jian and Cheng Qingzhu could be considered to have a deep relationship with Song Qingshu, their relationship was not as close as Situ Bolei's. After hesitating for a long time, they finally nodded. "Okay, we trust you."
Watching these people leave, Song Qingshu went to Xia Qingqing again. "Youyou, take your men and wait for further orders at the foot of the mountain."
Xia Qingqing's face turned slightly pale. She knew very well that when the cavalry on the mountain rushed down, her men and horses would be the first to bear the brunt. However, when she heard Song Qingshu's words earlier, it was clear that he had the will to die. She sighed faintly in her heart. "In any case, if he dies, I won't live alone. What's the difference if I die earlier or later?"
She nodded and did not say anything. She ordered her men and horses to hurry to the foot of the mountain.
Song Qingshu looked deeply at her back. He knew that she was worried, but he didn't say anything. He turned around and looked at Zhou Zhiruo. "Zhiruo, your Emei sect has been preaching for a thousand years. You can't just stop here because of me. Take your men and withdraw from the valley."
Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red. She said angrily, "Why are you willing to let Qingqing accompany you, but you want me to leave?"
Song QingShu was stunned. 'What kind of situation is this? Why do I still have the time to be jealous for no reason?' He hastily explained, "I'm just worried that you'll become a sinner of Emei Faction."
Zhou Zhiruo's expression softened. She took off the iron ring on her finger and turned around to hand it to Jing Xuan. "Jing Xuan shijie, if I meet with misfortune this time, shijie will be the new head of the Emei sect."
"Head shijie, you must not do that." Jing Xuan had always been kind. Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo had the thought of entrusting her to her, she quickly advised.
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said calmly, "I have made up my mind. Shijie, you don't have to do it anymore. This time, because of your selfishness, you have put your fellow shijie in danger. This is already a big mistake. How can you make another mistake and let the Emei sect end here? I ask shijie to prioritize the Emei sect and quickly leave with the disciples. "
Jing Xuan also understood this. She looked at the frightened Emei disciples behind her, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I will leave with them first. Head shijie, please take care."
When the Emei disciples slowly left, Zhou Zhiruo turned around and looked at Song Qingshu. She smiled mischievously and said, "Now you have nothing to say, right?"
Song Qingshu could only smile bitterly. When he looked at Ah Jiu again, Ah Jiu quickly said, "My life's goal is tied to Song Lang. If Song Lang meets with misfortune, how can I live alone?"
Song QingShu smiled faintly and reached out to hold the two women's hands. There was no need for words.
Seeing the three of them being so close, Yelu Nanxian and Huang Rong were embarrassed. Noticing Song Qingshu's eyes on them, Yelu Nanxian quickly said, "I won't leave either."
As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt it was a bit ambiguous. Yelu Nanxian quickly explained, "Don't think too much, I'm not doing this for you. It's just that King Xiao and brother Wang are here, I won't escape alone."
Ah Jiu couldn't help but smile, "We're not thinking too much, you're the one who's feeling guilty."
Yelu Nanxian was very embarrassed. She bit her lips and said, "I'll go find brother Wang first." Then she jumped on her horse and left.
Unlike the other girls, half of Yelu Nanxian's skills were on horseback. Now that the West Army's defeat was certain, no one was worried that she would be in danger.
Huang Rong was deep in thought. 'This Song QingShu is really good at flirting with women. Even the widow of the former Golden Snake King is his concubine, and this princess of Liao seems to have a good impression of him …'
"Guo Furen, what about you?"
Song Qingshu's voice interrupted Huang Rong's thoughts. Huang Rong raised her head and smiled, "I want to stay and see how Young Master plans to turn the tide."
Seeing her smile like a flower, Song Qingshu's heart moved. He couldn't help but tease, "If Furen dies here with Song Mou, Hero Guo will be distressed."
Huang Rong couldn't help but spit. She turned her head and pretended she didn't hear his words.
Song QingShu's expression also changed. It turned out that the hands of the two women beside him had coincidentally pinched the soft flesh of his waist.
At this time, the battle in the valley was almost over. The Western Army was almost completely wiped out. Most of them actually died from killing each other, and only half of them died at the hands of the Golden Snake Camp. But even so, the people of the Golden Snake Camp were already exhausted, with less than thirty percent of their strength left.
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