Chapter 731 – The Emperor’s Fall, Chenzhou’s City Breaks (Part 4)
“Young Master?”
The man’s keen ears caught Hui Jun’s murmuring, and an uncontrollable rage ignited within him, his eagle-like gaze filled with unabashed killing intent.
The silver spear twirled like a serpent, its incredible agility slicing through the air, shimmering with dazzling silver light.
Crimson blood, silver spear, and glaring red tassels.
With a horse and spear, he carved a path through the battlefield; the silver spear charged forth, ripping flesh as blood spattered everywhere.
The Rebel Army, entangled with the Imperial Guards, didn’t even have time to process what was happening before a splash of red greeted their throats and foreheads, heavy bodies collapsing to the ground, lifeless. Just like wolves among sheep, no matter how many sheep there were, the fierce wolves scythed through them without hesitation.
Hui Jun anxiously bit her lip, her hands instinctively gripping the man’s armor.
As shadows of the spear flickered, the silver glint accompanied by blood sent her heart into a wild tumble.
“Is that person your little lover?”
The man holding Hui Jun snorted coldly as he charged at that individual with his weapon.
“Too bad he’s just an arrogant little brat; he’s bound to die with his eyes wide open!”
In a flash of red and silver armor, Jiang Pengji leaped into the enemy ranks as if she were in her own realm, swiftly penetrating their formation.
“Kid, take this blade from this general!”
Even with Hui Jun added into the mix, the attacker remained unfazed, swinging his hefty long knife directly at Jiang Pengji’s back.
But Jiang Pengji was not so easily ambushed.
With a seemingly effortless movement, she parried the strike, the clash of weapons ringing out with an ear-splitting crunch.
“Well, you certainly have some strength!”
She scoffed, sweeping her spear to clear the oncoming foes and charged against the commander.
Beneath her was Xiao Bai, her noble steed, who lived up to her fine lineage, fiercely intelligent in battle and well-synchronized with Jiang Pengji.
Xiao Bai shattered several enemy soldiers’ chests and skulls with her hooves, a fierce demeanor cloaking its usual shyness.
Jiang Pengji chuckled lightly, “Hui Jun, I’m here to get you.”
To the outsiders, this youthful general bore a bloodied face without a hint of savagery, instead giving off a clean and heroic vibe.
“Young Master…”
Hui Jun trembled as she replied, her tear-filled eyes glistening with blood.
Just as she leaned in, the hand constraining her waist tightened, yanking her mind back to reality.
Hui Jun never imagined that this person would appear at such a moment, fulfilling the promise made long ago.
【You need not fear; once the dust settles, I will keep you safe—】
So, she had truly come now?
Her once lifeless heart was now flooded with warmth, her heartbeat reverberating like thunder.
Such a lovely atmosphere would inevitably be disrupted by uninformed parties, like the audience in the live stream and that enemy general.
【Laughter and Dance】: Hui Jun, we’re all here to get you; let’s go home.
【Little Angel Angél】: Home, home, let’s go home together!
【All-Powerful Ding Dong】: Those shameless folks upstairs, holding onto my Hui Jun is like a hundred-meter sprint, no one gets to eye her!
【Yan Ri An】: Hey! That square-faced scum, let go of my Hui Jun!
【Tianshui Xianle】: I have a phrase that needs to be said—where do you think you’re putting your hands, rogue!
The audience in the live stream was mercilessly lampooning the enemy general, the man gripping Hui Jun’s waist with an iron grip, nearly squeezing the life out of her.
Jiang Pengji, noticing this, swung her spear without a second thought, clearly disregarding Hui Jun still in his arms.
The man laughed heartily, stepping forward instead of retreating, “Just in time!”
A little brat who hasn’t even grown hair dares to steal his woman?
Bang!
The clash of weapons erupted with a jarring note that pierced the air, and Hui Jun instinctively shrank her head and shut her eyes.
The man holding her felt a hidden shock; both he and his horse stumbled back, the steed letting out a painful neigh.
Jiang Pengji wouldn’t grant him even a moment’s reprieve.
Xiao Bai crashed into and bit at the enemy’s horse, while Jiang Pengji wielded her silver spear like a blur, pushing back the encroaching foes while relentlessly closing in on the man. The enemy, wary of their general’s safety, dared not send archers forward.
In that fleeting hesitation, dust clouds rose on the distant horizon.
Jiang Pengji rode forth like the wind; how long could her reinforcements be delayed?
The man holding Hui Jun began to feel overwhelmed, sweat streaming down beneath his helmet.
After a skirmish, one of his actions gained admiration from both Jiang Pengji and the live stream audience, both deftly avoiding Hui Jun.
Jiang Pengji was already there to rescue her, and the man was aware of this; yet, he didn’t use Hui Jun as a shield to walk on eggshells but endeavored to protect her. His chivalrous demeanor unexpectedly earned Jiang Pengji’s goodwill.
However, the audience remained resolutely opposed to him.
Anyone who dared to compete for a beautiful lady was nothing but a heretic!
In the man’s heart, astonishment mixed with frustration; his strength was known to be formidable, having dominated for years with few equals.
Yet today, he encountered someone even stronger, a mere young general who hadn’t even fully matured?
Born with innate strength was one thing, but this kid also moved with an agility that resembled an impenetrable net.
Used to boasting about his martial prowess, he couldn’t afford to underestimate Jiang Pengji and could only barely resist.
If not for the soldiers around him distracting the unfamiliar youth, he felt he would have been overwhelmed.
Needing to free one hand to grip Hui Jun, the other wielding his weapon, he frequently met the fierce blows, leaving his muscles sore and blood vessels bulging. Hui Jun sensed the peril, hurriedly yet flustered, whispered, “I’m sorry.”
At this moment, all of the man’s attention was captured by Jiang Pengji, leaving no extra energy to spare.
Hui Jun drew a dagger from her sleeve and slashed at his thigh, plunging towards Jiang Pengji amidst his stunned pain.
“My goodness, you’re not afraid to die!”
Jiang Pengji had been alert to Hui Jun’s movement, prepared to use her as leverage, but still scolded lightly.
Recovering from Hui Jun’s trickery, the man’s face flashed with unwillingness.
Yet, he didn’t retaliate against Hui Jun; instead, he spat a mouthful of bloody saliva, smirking, “Daring to snatch a woman from this general? You have guts. Just tell me your name, and if I’m in a good mood, maybe I’ll spare your life!”
Jiang Pengji sheltered Hui Jun close, knowing if she stood on horseback, who knew if she might become a target?
“Hehe, speaking big words? Aren’t you afraid of getting tongue-tied?” Jiang Pengji effortlessly dealt with the enemy.
Now, she was trying to break through and regroup; the Rebel Army lost their inhibitions, confirming her as their target with several cold arrows aimed at her vital areas.
Jiang Pengji lowered her voice and told Hui Jun, “Hold tight; be careful!”
Hui Jun obediently complied, her cheek pressed against her armor, the hard-earned tears spilling once more.
