At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

"You caused my wife and children to be separated, and I lost my beloved wife. Did you ever think that this day would come?"

Thinking of the sufferings he had endured over the years, a murderous intent flashed in Yang Tiexin's eyes, and he couldn't help but move the tip of his gun forward again.

If he had not used the identity of Yang Kang's father to force Chen Jin'er to allow him to go down the mountain with his son, he would probably never be able to kill this enemy in his lifetime.

"Kang'er! Save me! Save father! How did father treat you in those ten years? Father treated you as his own son!" Wanyan Honglie was so frightened that he could not help but ask for help from Yang Kang in front of him.

There was a flash of pity in Yang Kang's eyes. He had treated her like his own son for ten years. It would be a lie to say that he had no feelings for her.

If he remained indifferent when she asked him for help in person, he would feel uncomfortable.

He sighed and advised, "Dad, if you want to kill them, wait until the Jin soldiers retreat. If you kill them to your heart's content, how many people will die on the mountain?"

Niu Qing said quickly: "Yang Kang is right. We risked our lives to go down the mountain just to bring him back alive. Uncle Yang, if you only care about your own venting, the Jin army will inevitably kill Han people to vent their anger."

There was a hint of hesitation in Yang Tiexin's eyes. He originally wanted to die together, but he didn't think too much about it.

After all, he is still a good person.

At this moment, Yang Tiexin's thigh, which was pressing on Wanyan Honglie's body, suddenly felt warm.

"What a thief! You're still thinking about dirty things at this time. I'll just cut off your dirty tricks!"

Upon realizing what was happening, Yang Tiexin became furious. He roared, picked up the iron spear and stabbed it towards Wanyan Honglie's lower body.

"Pfft...!"

"what--"

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream, the sound of the gun tip passing by made Niu Qing and Yang Kang's hearts tremble violently.

Reacting quickly, Niu Qing quickly grabbed Wanyan Honglie, and Yang Kang threw himself on Yang Tiexin.

At this time, the people on the mountain had heard the noise and rushed over quickly.

When they saw the scene clearly in the moonlight, Chen Jin'er, Miss Huang, Han Xiaoying, Zhu Cong, as well as Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Yideng and others who had just come up the mountain, all had a look of silence on their faces.

"Don't take him to the mountain for treatment!"

Chen Jin'er glared at Niu Qing and Yang Kang angrily, and after giving an order, she quickly pulled over Miss Huang who was staring in a daze, and turned around and went up the mountain with Han Xiaoying.

"Tsk tsk tsk~"

Looking at the place where the half-broken iron spear head had pierced, Hong Qigong made a few clicking sounds.

He picked up the wine gourd and drank a mouthful of wine happily. He laughed and said, "I'm afraid that Grandpa Yue didn't pierce the vitals of the King of Jin back then. It's really refreshing! It's all clear now!"

"Amitabha!" Yideng shook his head with a wry smile and chanted the Buddha's name.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Wanyan Honglie sideways, then stopped looking at him with disgust. Thinking of this man's identity, he felt a little more relieved.

Zhu Cong stepped forward and took a few glances. Seeing that Wanyan Honglie was unconscious and the people around him had no intention of taking action, he felt his pulse and sealed a few acupuncture points, then said with a smile:

"I took aphrodisiacs earlier, and a lot of blood has accumulated in my lower body. If I don't get treatment quickly, I'm afraid I'll die."

After hearing this, Niu Qing did not dare to delay and quickly picked up Wanyan Honglie and ran up the mountain.

"Dad! Dad! Are you okay?"

At this moment, Mu Nianci hurried over from the mountain, pushed Yang Kang away, and helped the distraught Yang Tiexin up.

"Seventh Duke?"

When Mu Nianci saw Hong Qigong, her face showed surprise and she quickly stepped forward to pay her respects.

During the competition, she had seen him from afar outside the arena, but did not dare to go over to recognize him due to the crowds. She did not expect to meet him again this time.

"Haha, so he's your girl's father. What a good man! Really kind!"

Hong Qigong laughed, stepped forward and patted Yang Tiexin on the shoulder. He turned his head to look at Mu Nianci and said thoughtfully:
"It was fate that I taught you a few moves of Xiaoyaoyou. I will stay in the mountains for a few more days. If you have any questions about martial arts, feel free to come to me."

"Thank you, Qigong!"

Mu Nianci smiled and clasped her fists in salute.

"Alright, alright, let's hurry up to the mountain, we'll go back and celebrate properly!"

Hong Qigong waved his hand and greeted Yideng and Huang Yaoshi with a smile.

Several people returned to the mountain, and after being treated by Doctor Yan, Wanyan Honglie finally survived, but he also became a rootless person.

Late night
Upon learning that the marshal had been captured, the Jin army's deputy commander Wanyan Saibu wanted to suppress the news and take his chances, but before he could take any action, the news spread throughout the entire military camp like a whirlwind.

At midnight, there was an endless flame at the foot of Jiugong Mountain, accompanied by the neighing of war horses and the sound of trumpets. Nearly 200,000 Jin troops were surrounding the entire Jiugong Mountain while forming a formation to defend against a surprise attack on the two cities of Xiangfan.

"Golden thief, it seems that your deputy commander doesn't care much about your life."

On the top of a relatively low mountain, looking at the flames coming from the foot of the mountain, Miss Huang tapped Wanyan Honglie, who was lying on the stretcher, with the bamboo brush in her hand.

"That's right. As long as your Prince Zhao dies heroically, Wanyan Sai will have the final say over these 200,000 troops. How long to fight in Xiangyang is up to him."

Seeing that Wanyan Honglie had no reaction and looked like he had lost all hope in life, Miss Huang smiled and made another sarcastic remark.

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and a group of soldiers holding torches surrounded her, followed by another group of soldiers holding bronze mirrors.

The next moment, rays of light refracted through the bronze mirror, illuminating Wanyan Honglie on the stretcher in the darkness. "Soldiers down the mountain!"

"Look who this person is!"

A loud roar exploded in the night sky. Hong Qigong used all his strength and shouted towards the fire: "Your prince has been captured! The King of Zhao has ordered the three armies to gather and retreat. Leave Xiangyang immediately!"

As soon as the shout was heard, the Jin army at the foot of the mountain was in an uproar, and the vanguard team that was advancing with torches suddenly stopped.

Originally, the news of the commander's capture was only spread by word of mouth among the soldiers, but the deputy commander had issued an order to refute the rumor. Unexpectedly, they saw their King Zhao with their own eyes at this time.

That low mountain was not far from the vanguard troops. Under the concentrated illumination of the beam, Wanyan Honglie's face was clearly visible.

"If you don't say anything, I will strip you naked and hang you on the flagpole. Then I will focus the lights on you and let all the soldiers of the Great Jin see how useless Prince Zhao is."

Seeing Wanyan Honglie's dull eyes and indifference, Niu Ben on the side smiled cruelly and whispered a threat in his ear.

Wanyan Honglie's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he met Niu Ben's evil gaze, and he trembled subconsciously.

He swallowed hard, his throat rolling, and he picked up the trumpet-shaped iron beside him, put it to his mouth, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and shouted: "Wanyan Saibu! Do you want to disobey military orders and kill me? I order you now! Gather the troops immediately and withdraw from Xiangyang!"

"It's the prince!"

"What a prince!"

At the center of the army, where the commander's flag was, the soldiers heard the sound coming from afar and instantly became agitated, all looking towards the man under the commander's flag.

"Waste!" Wanyan Saibu, wearing gilded iron armor and holding a knife, sat on horseback and cursed in that direction with a grim face.

But now that the soldiers have recognized the identity of King Zhao, he can no longer play dumb, otherwise he will be doomed to death even if he breaks through Xiangyang and returns to the capital.

"Ming Jin withdraws his troops!"

Wanyan Saibu shouted at the messenger.

"Uuuuuu——"

The retreat horn sounded in the night sky, and the scattered Jin soldiers quickly gathered and retreated, assembling towards the central army formation.

"Send the signal quickly! Send the signal quickly!"

Seeing this, Miss Huang's pretty face lit up with joy and she quickly gave orders to the flag soldiers beside her.

The flag soldiers did not dare to delay and quickly sent out two flag signals towards a mountain top. The next moment, a huge black shadow rose into the sky and rushed towards the Jin army at a high speed.

"Vote! Vote!"

"The Thunder has been thrown!"

Staring at the faint sparks rapidly descending in the air, Miss Huang did not blink, and shouted excitedly:
"Explode! Explode! Explode!"

"boom--!"

"boom--!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two loud noises like thunder were heard, and two huge fireballs instantly exploded in the Jin soldiers' formation at the foot of the mountain.

"boom--!"

"boom--!"

Two more explosions were heard, accompanied by screams, the neighing of war horses, and fireballs shot up into the sky again.

Wanyan Honglie stared at the movement at the foot of the mountain, his eyes dull with fear.

Faced with this sudden punishment from heaven, the Jin army fell into chaos in an instant. The already densely packed soldiers and horses scattered and began to trample on each other.

"Brother Duan! Brother Qi!"

"It's time to show off your kung fu skills!"

Seeing the giant black shadow in the night sky returning, Huang Yaoshi laughed loudly, and his green robe swelled.

Then, the three of them smiled at each other, as if they had made an appointment, and jumped off the top of the mountain at the same time, rushing towards the Jin army position.

In the blink of an eye, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and Yideng had rushed into the chaotic Jin army formation and rushed towards the general's flag.

"Array! Array!"

Wanyan Saibu shouted angrily.

After killing the fleeing soldier beside him with a single blow, he stared at the figure rushing towards him from ten feet away and shouted, "Whoever retreats will die! Use the crossbow formation to meet the enemy!"

"puff--"

Just as the messenger guard beside him was about to raise the command flag, a half-broken arrow flew through the air and instantly pierced through his chest. It was the arrow that Huang Yaoshi had thrown with all his strength.

"No chaos! No retreat! Form a battle line to stop the enemy! Form a battle line to stop the enemy!" Wanyan Saibu shouted angrily and quickly retreated under the protection of his personal guards.

But just as the shield formation was about to close and the spear was about to pierce out, a dragon's roar was heard, and a huge force instantly shattered it.

Wanyan Sai was greatly shocked and was about to ride his horse to escape when he saw two shadows flashing towards him.

He was stunned and hadn't reacted yet, when he felt his feet lighten and he was suddenly lifted into the air. (End of this chapter)