Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 75: Taking the Head of a General Among Ten Thousand Soldiers, Then Fleeing

Getting closer!

Even closer!

The young man from the Dongyi Kingdom, surrounded by hundreds of cavalry, looked at Xin Zhuo who was charging towards him. Instead of being afraid, he had a cold smile on his face and muttered a few incomprehensible bird language.

Ten fierce Dongyi cavalry charged towards Xin Zhuo, their leather armor swaying in the wind, their curved blades raised high.

They were very close now, and Xin Zhuo could already see the strange face armor on the faces of the enemy horses, as well as the rough faces of the enemy cavalry and the blood-stained blades in their hands.

Xin Zhuo took a deep breath, his long hair flying, and leaped on his horse with his spear, sweeping horizontally. The dazzling True Qi spear shadows were like a black snake attacking, with a strange and bloody aura, instantly overwhelming the collective charge of dozens of enemy cavalry.

The spear was like a dragon, with cold light flickering.

"Pu pu pu..."

These cavalry relied on their bravery and collective Blood Qi, their realm was only average. The ten or so cavalrymen in the front, along with their horses, were instantly pierced into pieces, with limbs and horses falling to the ground. The remaining cavalry around them were caught off guard and their formation was thrown into chaos.

Taking advantage of this opportunity...

Xin Zhuo took advantage of the momentum of his horse's charge, exerted force with his legs, and performed a series of unpredictable movements in mid-air, leaping towards the young man from the Dongyi Kingdom.

The contempt and sneer on the young man's face disappeared in an instant, and he hesitated for a moment before quickly pulling back his horse. The cavalry around him immediately surrounded him, blocking Xin Zhuo.

However, Xin Zhuo had already unleashed a strike with his spear, using the seventh-grade Integrated Union upgraded spear technique, "The Invisible Divine Spear Technique of the Mad Dog's Roar of Annihilation."

The powerful True Qi surged relentlessly, and the huge black spear shadow followed closely behind the spear tip, emitting a piercing dog-like howl, like a devouring dragon selecting its prey.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

Nearly a hundred Dongyi cavalrymen raised their curved blades and greeted the attack with strange shouts, but they were instantly overwhelmed and defeated by the terrifying spear shadows. They fell off their horses, creating a chaotic scene.

A spear light pierced through the crowd and stabbed heavily into the chest of the young man from the Dongyi Kingdom.

"Bold!"

The young man let out a muffled cry, and was immediately forced to lie face down on his horse by a strong force. Blood dripped down the horse's body.

At this moment, Xin Zhuo's moves were already outdated. He landed on the ground and saw that he was about to be surrounded by the Dongyi cavalry. He quickly tapped his feet and leaped onto his white horse that was running away in the distance. He raised the reins and swiftly retreated.

Coincidentally, there was a Zhou army soldier with a strong physique and a strong bow on his back nearby. Without thinking, Xin Zhuo snatched the soldier's bow and plucked an arrow.

The Zhou army soldier was taken aback, "Bandit leader, this is a six-stone hard bow, you can't..."

He couldn't finish his sentence.

Xin Zhuo had already turned his horse around, hung his spear, pulled the bowstring to full draw like a full moon, and performed a series of actions in one breath.

Then, with narrowed eyes and wide-open eyes, he aimed at the young man from the Dongyi Kingdom.

"Swish!"

The arrow shot out like lightning, cutting through the air and flying straight.

Unfortunately, due to lack of experience, the arrow missed its mark.

"Pu pu..."

It pierced through the armor of two Dongyi cavalrymen in succession, but in the end, it only hit the horse's buttocks of the young man.

The horse was in pain and neighed, jumping up and down.

The young man fell heavily, landing in an embarrassing manner.

Too bad he didn't hit the target.

Xin Zhuo cursed inwardly and casually threw the bow to the Zhou army soldier. Holding the reins, he galloped towards Cui Ying'er and the others who were running away in the distance.

The Zhou army soldier was stunned for a while and muttered to himself, "This brother... is so fierce!"

On the city gate, Su Miaojin and Murong Lei, along with a large group of people, watched the whole process without missing a single moment, their hearts hanging in suspense.

Yuan Yourong couldn't help but forget his hatred towards Xin Zhuo and his eyes sparkled, "Taking the head of a general among ten thousand soldiers, it's really thrilling!"

"It's just that Xin Zhuo's spear technique is too strange. He can sweep through a group attack. If it were someone else, they would probably be intimidated by the Blood Qi of a large group of cavalry and be trapped like sinking into a quagmire."

"And he's just too lucky. Both the rebel general and the Dongyi general were in front, but you have to admit, this thief Xin Zhuo is really impressive!"

Murong Lei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"That young man from the Dongyi Kingdom seems to be..."

Song Dongxi, who had been to the Dongyi Kingdom several times, suddenly exclaimed, "Abadu, the eldest son of the South Ze County Prince, the cousin of the Dongyi Kingdom's Emperor, the legitimate heir to the throne. They say he's seventeen years old, with a seventh-grade witchcraft skill, brave and resourceful. He actually had no room to fight back against Xin Zhuo?"

A prince of a country was injured by the leader of the mountain bandits from Da Zhou in the midst of thousands of troops and horses. Would anyone believe it if it were spread?

...

"The cunning rabbit has three burrows, and there are male thieves and female prostitutes. Where did Xin Zhuo and the others go?"

Outside the city, Shangguan Fanqing and his group, who knew nothing about fighting, inexplicably found themselves standing on the right wing of the Zhou army cavalry, being fiercely attacked by enemy cavalry, surrounded and unable to escape.

It was not easy to kill off that wave. Shangguan Fan Qing looked around but couldn't find Xin Zhuo.

They came here because they were stimulated by Xin Zhuo's letter. If a mountain bandit like you can have such courage, why can't we, as citizens of Da Zhou?

The battle here was a mess, but Xin Zhuo and his group were nowhere to be found. This gave them a strange sense of disappointment.

Wang Calabash, with sharp eyes, pointed at Xin Zhuo who was leaving in a hurry and cursed, "That kid ran away!"

Shangguan Fan Qing stretched his neck to look and was instantly dumbfounded. Didn't we agree to fight for our country together? Why did he run away?

Jiang Hezhu, who had been slashed, had blood flowing from his shoulder. Already filled with anger, he couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "Xin Zhuo, you treacherous thief! I will report you! You are just pretending to be a saint before people!"

While he was roaring, the enemy cavalry around him suddenly retreated like a tide, and the enemy further away also retreated in an orderly manner.

"This..."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

Then they heard someone shouting from a distance, "The enemy is defeated! The enemy is defeated!"

"Prince Dongyi is severely injured and dying!"

"Prince Dongyi is dead!"

"Who did it?" General Zhongwu, Du Rufeng, covered in blood, shouted angrily, "I will promote whoever did it!"

On the city wall, Murong Lei had to respond, "To let the general know, it was the bandit Xin Zhuo from Fulong Mountain!"

"Oh? Where is Xin Zhuo?"

"This..."

He ran away? Can you say that?

You little thief!

Su Miaojin looked towards the direction where Xin Zhuo had disappeared, leaving only a trail of dust. A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

It's really hard to understand!

...

"Boss, are we just going to run like this? Is it okay?"

"Yeah! We were all fired up, but then we turned around and ran. It feels kind of embarrassing."

"Don't panic! The battlefield is chaotic like a pot of porridge. Who knows what happened to us? No one should have seen us!"

The group from Fulong Village had already returned to the village. Xin Zhuo sat on a tiger-skin chair, laughing, "This moral kidnapping is successful. Whether we ran away, died, or got scattered, at least the image of righteous bandits has been established, and our reputation is in place. We don't need to worry about anything else. We can't control victory or defeat."

Murong Xiu pondered for a moment, "Should we pay attention to the battle? Should I send a letter home to inquire?"

Xin Zhuo calculated the time. It took him more than a day to return, so the outcome should have been determined long ago. He nodded, "It's good to ask!"

The group had a casual lunch and rested for a while.

In the afternoon, Murong Xiu called a white falcon perched on the roof and wrote a letter to send back home.

Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang dug up the courtyard and the empty space to the west, preparing to plant some winter vegetables and transplant some wild fruit trees.

Huang Dagui went to the mountains to gather firewood.

Cui Ying'er mended clothes and made shoes with Han Qiniang.

Xin Zhuo, on the other hand, took Little Huang and sat under the maple tree, enjoying the mountain scenery leisurely.

The sky was covered in white clouds, and the autumn colors of the mountains undulated on the ground. The mountain breeze blew gently, making it truly pleasant.

If there were no life-threatening dangers, this life as a bandit wouldn't be bad at all.

Xin Zhuo opened the Lunar Serenity Well and observed the spirits. Apart from Murong Xiu and the others, who occupied seven positions, the rest were Murong Lei and his group.

Currently, these people didn't have any shared qualities.

But it was time to rest. Every time he changed his cultivation technique, although it was unknown and brought great joy, it put too much strain on the body. The meridians and organs felt like they had been sieved and were throbbing with pain. It would be difficult to recover in a short period of time.

Unconsciously, the sun set in the west, and the evening glow filled the sky, casting a golden hue over the village.

Smoke rose from the kitchen chimney. Cui Ying'er was in a good mood today and led Han Qiniang and others to prepare dinner.

Little Huang had been playing for a while and didn't feel tired. With the setting sun on his back, he chased after a sparrow.

Xin Zhuo, with nothing else to do, followed and descended from the mountain peak.

Having been here for so long, besides that time when he went to Shuiyue An to steal food, he hadn't really taken a good look around this area.

Below the peak, there was a dense forest of cedar trees. Little Huang lost track of the sparrow and urinated at the edge of the forest, preparing to come back. Suddenly, he pricked up his ears and listened, then ran back, biting Xin Zhuo's pants and pulling him back.

Xin Zhuo also had a bad feeling and was about to retreat when the sound of breaking wind and flickering figures appeared before him, surrounding him.

Four middle-aged nuns, all wearing golden monk robes with cold expressions, had a realm higher than the sixth rank, but their specific realm couldn't be seen. Their eyes were like torches.

"Amitābha! Benefactor, come with us."

(End of this chapter)