Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 66
With the rattling sound between the horseshoes and the crushed stones in the river, Zhao Junbian rode into the valley after the wolf tribe's defeat, and chased along the direction of the river.

The distance of less than ten miles was not far. Under the pursuit of Zhao Jun's side cavalry, Yang Ming soon saw the shadow of the wolf clan's rout.

"Prince Touman, Zhao Jun is catching up." A wolf tribe soldier who noticed the movement behind him shouted to Touman.

"Don't worry about them." Touman said without looking back.

"Prince Touman, we need someone to cut off the heir." A wolf soldier who followed Touman closely said.

Touman subconsciously looked at the dozens of people around him. At this time, if he asked people to stay, he wouldn't let these people go down and give himself to those Zhao Jun, right?
Thinking of this, Touman's voice was blocked by the words of asking people to stay behind. At this time, he is really not allowed to have the opportunity to make mistakes.

"If you want to walk together, if you want to die together, die together. At this time, how can I abandon the people of all tribes?" Touman, who was thinking about it for a while, said extremely firm words.

"Prince Touman, as long as you are alive, our wolf clan will have a chance. I am Huyan, the [-]th household under King Youxian's account. There is an old mother and a younger brother in my family."

"Brother, I swear by the heroic spirit of my ancestors, if I can return to the grassland, your relatives will be my relatives."

The wolf tribe who called himself Yan stopped immediately. With his example in front, more than a dozen wolf tribe soldiers hesitated for a while, and reported their homes one after another.

Touman looked at the barely familiar faces, and the calculations in his heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only an inexplicable sadness. Under the sadness, there was a flame, which was the flame of hope.

"Prince Touman, go quickly." The dozen or so people who were already behind shouted in unison.

"You are the real warriors of the wolf tribe." Touman turned his head, looked at the deep valley ahead, and galloped away. At this time, any words are disrespectful to the lives of the people left behind. Valuable, let the living, let the dead have value.

"The wolf clan does not lack brave men who dare to die." Sima Qiu, who saw the remaining wolf soldiers behind and was Li Mu's personal soldier like Yang Ming, said.

"It would be strange if the wolves who have been able to fight against the frontier army for so many years are all soft-footed people." Yang Ming lowered his body and said.

"But that's all. This time, no one from the wolf clan can escape from the bottom of this valley." While speaking, Sima Qiu had already separated from the main force with a group of people and accelerated to the wolf clan that was standing in front. The soldiers rushed forward.

Although more than a dozen wolf soldiers were determined to die, in the face of absolute power, they only resisted for a while before turning into corpses in the valley.

Zhao Jun's Bianqi immediately chased forward.

During the pursuit of Zhao Jun's side cavalry, the number of wolf soldiers became less and less. When they chased for tens of miles, there were only less than five cavalry left by Touman.

Seeing Zhao Jun riding closer and closer behind him, Touman was completely desperate. The blood aroused by the death of his subordinates had turned cold.

He despaired, despaired that his life was coming to an end, despaired that his ambition had not been fulfilled.

He resented, resented the injustice of the sky.

He didn't understand, he didn't know why Yang Ming wanted to chase and kill him. Among the wolves, his status was not high. He had nothing but his status as the parent and son of a big Shanyu. Yang Ming wanted military exploits. He should go after his father, Da Shanyu of the Wolf Clan, and hunt down his uncles and elder brothers, who have king names in the Wolf Clan.

But Yang Ming just kept his eyes on him, and chased him all the way from the bottom of Yanmen City to the top of Yinshan River Valley.

"I'm not going to run away, I'm just dying. All wolf warriors, follow me." Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Touman raised his last courage and rode his horse to kill the pursuers behind him.

He knew very well that he was bound to die. In front of Yang Ming, someone might be able to escape, but that person would definitely not be him.

Amid the sound of weapons clashing, Touman was thrown off his horse by a halberd, and the few remaining wolf soldiers around him were also beheaded by Zhao Jun's side cavalry.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Touman, who was pressed by the halberd on his shoulder, raised his head and looked at Yang Ming with difficulty.

At this moment, a longing for survival arose in his heart. Since Yang Ming didn't kill him immediately, does it mean that he still has hope of living.

"Don't get me wrong, the reason why I didn't kill you with a halberd just now was just to tell you something." Yang Ming looked down at Touman and said.

"What words?" Touman said.

"The person I want to kill can't be saved even if King Yan is happy." Yang Ming said flatly.

Touman was in a trance for a while, and couldn't understand for a while why Yang Ming said such an inexplicable sentence. It was only after a moment of absence that he remembered that this was exactly what Yang Ming said when he chased him for the first time. .

"You chased me all the way from Yanmen City for nearly a thousand miles, couldn't it be just to tell me this sentence?" Suddenly, Touman thought of a reason that was not a reason.

"Not bad." Yang Ming said.

"You..." Touman pointed at Yang Ming, his fingers trembling with anger.

Along the way, he was hunted down several times in despair, watching the people around him being chased by Zhao Jun's side riders one by one, the despair of repeatedly struggling on the edge of life and death tormented him almost to the point of mental breakdown.

He didn't understand why Yang Ming chased and killed him, and even told himself in despair that the reason why the enemy kept chasing and killing him was because he was very important in the enemy's cognition. Being able to be pursued and killed by the enemy is an affirmation of oneself.

But now Yang Ming told him that the reason for hunting him down was just because of that sentence, which was not ridiculous, but extremely ridiculous when uttered at this time.

Touman trembled in anger and said: "Are you sick, you chased me to this point because of this sentence, is this sentence really so important?"

"It may not be important to you, but it is very important to me. If I can't kill you, how can I understand my thoughts."

"Crazy, crazy." Touman shouted in despair.

In Touman's desperation, Yang Ming swiped the long halberd, and a ferocious head in anger was cut off by the halberd blade.

Lifting the head on the ground, Yang Ming looked forward, the other side of the valley belongs to another world, but now is not the time to go to that world.

Time to go back.

Yang Ming turned his horse's head, "Return to the army, our war is over."

Hundreds of riders rode on the gravel, walking towards the way they came in the cold wind between the river valleys.

(End of this chapter)