"Perhaps the best way is to charge straight ahead."
As these words were spoken, everyone fell into a silent, contemplative mood.
Stronghold, fortress, charge.
Any stronghold must have defenses; a fortress is filled with chanical techniques, crossbows, and volleys of arrows as the most basic elents. The security is strict, making it nearly impossible to disguise oneself and sneak inside. If one were to charge, it would an facing a rain of arrows from the fortress and advancing with all one’s might.
The hail of arrows from an army is a crushing threat to martial artists.
Even if blade and Sword Qi can cut through arrows, the relentless flood of arrows from the army, disregarding all costs, leaves ordinary martial artists exhausted and caught, dying pierced by arrows.
The silence was palpable as Yue Pengwu thrust his war spear into the ground, bowed and said:
"Everyone, being here with Yue Pengwu, Yue Pengwu is deeply grateful for your friendship. Yet the road ahead is challenging. You may stop here, you must not proceed further. Soday, when we et again in the Martial World, I shall offer fine wine and drink with each of you!"
Yue Pengwu bowed deeply.
The many chivalrous figures all solemnly dismounted and bowed deeply, saying: "What are you talking about, big brother of the Yue Family? We have co here, and we have already rebelled against Ying Country. In this world, we all know we absolutely cannot continue to roam freely like this."
"One day, the Ying Country army will co, and we, these brothers, will eventually die in this chaotic world, haha, like wild dogs, barking and shouting in the winter wilderness, running until we expend our last bit of strength and die by the roadside."
"To see a hero like the Yue Family brother today has already been the most exhilarating event in our lives. Finally, for people like us to charge into battle with General Yue, what a thrill!"
Everyone laughed heartily, calling them heroes.
In brief conversation, shared life and death.
A promise worth its weight in gold!
Yue Pengwu gazed deeply at them. He too was a hero, laughed heartily and said: "Very well! Then, everyone, join in returning to Jiangnan. There, I invite all my brothers to drink until we are thoroughly drunk!"
Niu Wei laughed: "One event won’t suffice, at least three thousand rounds!"
"Fine! Then the spring breeze in Jiangnan, we’ll get thoroughly drunk three thousand tis!"
Dou Hao and Dan Xiong witnessed this scene, knowing deep down that in such chaotic tis, with rising tyrants and people’s desires stirring, when ambition in the hearts of those with power flares uncontrollably like flas, such heroes are bound to erge.
Needing no so-called strength, no oppression with gold and treasures.
Such people stand there as flags in the flas of chaos, straight and sharp, like spears piercing through darkness, pointing at the sky, with people in this chaotic world still bearing the fierce fire in their hearts gathered together.
Tearing through the darkness.
Perhaps, after the extre brilliance.
Will be completely swallowed by this darkness.
Yet that mont of fla, will beco the most touching light in the long scroll of ages, rembered fondly by people for millennia.
Dou Hao, who counts as a hero with five to six thousand elite martial artists under his command, sighed slightly and spoke to his sworn brothers: "Yue Pengwu is already such an outstanding hero of this age, yet he still goes to seek out that man, Prince Qin, Prince Qin."
"What kind of person is he?"
"Is General Yue going for this person, or is it rely for the loyal devotion to the son of his forr lord?"
Dan Xiong understood Dou Hao’s real thoughts, saying: "Elder brother, you actually still can’t let go, can you?"
Dou Hao did not continue speaking, his deanor calm and chivalrous.
In his youth, he was valiant and spirited, once held an official post in Ying Country, and witnessed Jiang Wanxiang’s heroism. Later, he entered the Martial World, learned martial arts, traveled the lands, and saw many figures of the world, but none surpassed that one.
The world fell into chaos, powers rose in four directions, galloping across the realm.
Unhurried, deeply venturing into Ying Country’s interior, completely perished in battle, to the limit, the Divine Martial King.
Dou Hao once thought he had seen the deanor of all the world’s heroes over forty years, but upon eting the Wolf King, realized that this vast world, with countless heroic figures, contained individuals like this!
He was personally instructed in martial arts by the Divine Martial King and was gifted three volus of military books.
In Dou Hao’s heart, no hero greater than the Divine Martial King, nor a monarch more heroic than the Divine Martial King, so he cared deeply for Prince Qin, who defeated the Divine Martial King on the battlefield of the Western Regions and was closely linked to him.
Indeed, it weighs on his heart.
At the very least, he wishes to see what kind of deanor such a person possesses.
At this mont, he replied: "Brother Yue needn’t worry, though the two of us must return to the mountains, we will certainly escort the Yue brothers all the way to Jiangnan, safely and securely, before we turn back."
The group advanced, and a section of the road saw many soldiers blocking the way. The group’s heart sank, unexpectedly, despite the caution taken along the route they chose, it was indeed detected by Ying Country.
Yue Pengwu, Dou Hao, and Dan Xiong charged forward.
Yet during the skirmish, they suddenly realized that these pursuers seed to lack significant fighting spirit, their faces filled with panic. Upon seeing them, they appeared even more astonished and fearful, retreating rapidly, soon scattering.
Guan Shier felt sowhat astonished but couldn’t afford to deliberate any further.
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