The Beacon of Kyushu

A few months ago, at the foot of the Bac Ninh Mountains.

The morning light shone through the branches of the forest, and the thin mist fell on the ground. There was no human voice, no bird singing, and no deer calling. It was so quiet that there was no trace of life. This undoubtedly made the originally clear morning scene in the mountains a little unusual. "Gee! Gee!" Suddenly, a girl's hurried shouting came from the distant mountain road, and the sound of horses galloping broke the dead silence. "You broken horse, hurry up for me, or I will kill you with my sword!"

As the sound became louder and louder, a horse carrying a purple-dressed girl approached in an instant. The horse had obviously been running for several days, and was sweating all over. Its four legs were trembling from time to time. The girl on the horse was also dusty, with a slightly tired look between her eyebrows and eyes. She would subconsciously pant slightly after each breath, and it seemed that she was very tired from running for days. However, even so, the girl still rode the horse as fast as a flying horse, with no intention of getting off the horse to rest.

After about half an hour, the purple-clothed girl rode into a valley. There was only one mountain road to enter and exit the valley. Deep in the valley was a stone wall that was concave inwards. The wall was wide and high. There was no tree or grass on it. It was bare and covered with countless strange rocks. In front of the stone wall was a nearly circular gravel land, just like the tall stone wall, without a single sign of life. Only on the top of the stone wall stood a large flag, fluttering in the morning breeze, with a huge word "Kou" embroidered on it.

"Whoa!" The purple-clothed girl pulled the reins in front of the stone wall, raised her head and shouted, "Hey, Brother Pingzhong, are you up there? I'm here to save you!"

She thought that after she said this, Kou Zhun and his soldiers would appear on the stone wall, but unexpectedly, there was no response at all. She was anxious and shouted several times in succession, and finally there was a sound on the stone wall. But what she never expected was that it was not Kou Zhun who appeared on the stone wall, but the enemy general Wang Shaozuo and countless Qu Yue troops.

“Hahaha!” Wang Shaozuo laughed as he walked to the edge of the cliff, but when he looked down, he was disappointed. “I thought Liu Cheng would fall into the trap and lead his troops into the valley without any preparation. If that were the case, even if we couldn’t completely annihilate his Eastern Route Army, at least we would have made him lose all his armor and weapons and severely injured his vitality. Unfortunately, we only lured Murong Yunyao, that ignorant girl!”

When Murong Yunyao saw that it was Wang Shaozuo who appeared, she realized that she had fallen into a trap and was about to leave the valley. But she was still a step too late. Jiang Juwang had already led thousands of his men to firmly guard the entrance of the valley. These soldiers were different from the previous Qu Yue soldiers. Everyone was wearing heavy armor and holding a huge shield. Not to mention that it was difficult for one person and one horse to escape, even a flying bird or an ant would find it difficult to escape in such a situation.

Jiang Juwang sat on his horse, looking at Murong Yunyao's pretty face with a lewd smile on his face, "Murong, we meet again! Back then, that damn beggar teased me many times, and I was unable to fight back. Now you are in my hands, and I will return the humiliation I have suffered to you a hundredfold! Don't worry, I will not kill you, but will torture you to the point where you wish you could neither live nor die, and make you kneel before me obediently and be my living toilet for the rest of your life!" Although he talked happily, he did not dare to step forward to catch the man. Instead, he subconsciously held the reins and retreated step by step, hiding behind the endless army.

Wang Shaozuo had hoped that Jiang Juwang would lead the army as the main force, and he would shoot arrows on the stone wall to cooperate. But seeing that Jiang Juwang was so useless, he had to give up the fantasy of the army at the mouth of the valley, and ordered thousands of arrows to be shot and killed Murong Yunyao. For a moment, an overwhelming number of sharp arrows whizzed from the stone wall, just like a heavy rain and locusts flying all over the sky. Murong Yunyao only felt a strong force flying past her face and ears, and the fierce force made her feel cold from the bottom of her heart.

Among them, several sharp arrows were shot more accurately, all aimed at Murong Yunyao's eyes and throat. At the critical moment, Murong Yunyao drew the long sword at her waist and tried to block it. She was extremely anxious, and her sword skills were agile and elegant, like dancing. After hearing a few "click! click! click!" sounds of metal cutting wood, those closer arrows were all cut into two ends by Murong Yunyao's sword, and none of them were spared.

Although she was an excellent swordsman and had erratic movements, she was outnumbered. How could she hold out for long under the wave after wave of sword rain? Jiang Juwang saw that Murong Yunyao's strength was limited, and his courage grew slowly. He waved his hand and said, "Soldiers, charge for me. Whoever can capture Murong Yunyao will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold!" The soldiers of Quyue became excited when they heard this, and their sharp spears and short swords were filled with murderous intent.

"Kill!" Quyue's soldiers shouted in unison, and then each of them held a weapon and bravely rushed forward in the rain of arrows. When Li Huan set up this plan, he had already distributed Quyue's best armor and shields to these soldiers, so if they were really unfortunate enough to be shot by sharp arrows, they would not be harmed at all. On the other hand, Murong Yunyao was much more embarrassed. Not only did she have to pay attention to the rain of arrows, but she also had to contend with these soldiers in armor. Although her sword was sharp and her footwork was erratic, she was hit by six arrows in a short moment and had six wounds on her back. Her body, which had just recovered not long ago, was severely injured again.

Surrounded by heavy troops, Murong Yunyao was furious and anxious, and her chest seemed to be burning with fire. She jumped off her horse and used the sword techniques she learned from her father and the four strange old men, while shouting and cursing: "Wang Shaozuo, Jiang Juwang, you are too despicable! If I really die here today, I will turn into a ghost and come to you to take my life!"

Wang Shaozuo said disapprovingly: "Warfare is the art of deception. Throughout history, which true general would rush in recklessly in a fit of rage? Besides, you Song State took advantage of the chaos to invade my Quyue. If I were to treat you, who are disloyal, with fairness and justice, wouldn't it be like playing the lute to a cow? Murong Yunyao, don't blame others for your death here today. Blame yourself for being too naive!"

As he was talking, a soldier holding a huge shield and wearing heavy armor had quietly come to Murong Yunyao's side. He shouted and stabbed Murong Yunyao's left rib with the long spear in his hand. If this strike succeeded, Murong Yunyao would definitely die on the spot. Murong Yunyao was busy fighting the enemy and scolding, and did not notice that someone was attacking her side. When she heard the shout, it was too late to fight back, so she had to retreat in a hurry. However, she had only taken a few steps back when her back hit a soldier's shield. She knew it was not good, and when she was about to turn around, the soldier had already stabbed with a spear, not allowing Murong Yunyao to retreat.

"Ah!" Murong Yunyao screamed in shock, and instinctively used the Qi Bu Yue Ling Xing body movement to jump more than half a meter from the ground. The two soldiers were shocked to see this, and were about to attack again, but Murong Yunyao had already taken six or seven steps in the air, leaving the two far behind. However, no matter how high her Qinggong was, no matter how far she could jump, she still had to land. She knew very well that when she landed, it would be like stepping out of a tiger's den and into a wolf's lair, and there would be almost no difference between life and death.

Just when she was feeling desperate, she suddenly found in midair that the direction of the valley entrance was inexplicably chaotic. Murong Yunyao was very curious and wanted to see it clearly, but the strength of her feet was not enough and her body fell straight down. As soon as she fell, many soldiers surrounded her, each holding a weapon and wanting to kill her. Murong Yunyao had to suppress her curiosity, concentrate her mind, and fight back with a sword.

(End of this chapter)