Xue Xian’s blade stopped abruptly above Yu Wenye’s head!
He seed unable to believe it himself, suddenly widening his eyes, only to see a pair of massive copper hamrs suddenly thrust out from one side, steadily supporting his own blade.
And the person holding the copper hamrs was actually a boy of only about ten years old!
His head was bald and had a few burn scars, clearly a young monk who had taken vows, yet unexpectedly, he appeared on the battlefield suddenly and intercepted him with a single move!
Xue Xian exclaid, "You—"
But the youth already gritted his teeth and shouted sharply, "You must not harm Yu Wen’s second brother!"
His voice, still childish, resonated through the entire city gate, leaving the soldiers who had been following Xue Xian to charge into the city dumbfounded. The defending soldiers inside Fufeng City, including those watching from the city tower, were also shocked and found it hard to believe their eyes.
Just before, they had seen the Great General’s army bringing in won and children and were full of indignation.
The presence of won and children in the army was simply a harbinger of national downfall.
Yet, unexpectedly, that seemingly delicate Young Madam had beaten the drums to aid the war, helping the Great General triumph over the Longxi Army last night; and today, this child was wielding two copper hamrs that even adults couldn’t lift, directly onto the battlefield, and stopped Xue Xian.
Even won and children are this formidable—
The crowd was filled with an indescribable sense of pride.
Standing on the city tower, Shang Ruyi was sweating with tension, and emotionally, she grabbed the parapet wall before her with force, feeling a tearing pain in her fingers that had not yet healed, yet she didn’t care at all.
In her eyes, there was only Yu Wenye and Shantong’er below the city tower.
Just now, it was her quick wit that led Mu Xian to quickly bring Shantong’er from the army. Though the problems within the army must be resolved by the Great General and the city’s Deputy General and Assistants, not leaving room for a woman to intervene, she could still make decisions about Shantong’er’s actions. She asked for nothing else but to ensure no accidents befell the ailing Yu Wenye on the battlefield.
It seems her strategic move wasn’t wrong, at least.
When Yu Wenye, his eyes filled with blood, heard Shantong’er’s excited voice, he turned his head sideways, "Shantong’er?"
Shantong’er not only blocked Xue Xian’s knife with his two copper hamrs but also clamped the nacing Yanyue Blade between them, making it impossible for Xue Xian to extricate himself. Shantong’er imdiately said, "Yu Wen’s second brother, hurry and return to the city!"
"Return to the city?"
Upon hearing these words, Xue Xian’s face darkened, and he roared ferociously, "Do you think you can escape?"
With that, he suddenly pushed forward with his blade!
He had been subtly trying to withdraw his blade, and to prevent this, Shantong’er had been leaning back, exerting force backward, confronting him. Now, with a sudden forward push, Shantong’er couldn’t dodge and had to retreat as well. In a mont, their weapons and feet were entangled, retreating more than ten steps.
However, Shantong’er was, after all, young, with shorter legs, while Xue Xian was tall with long strides. After these ten steps, Shantong’er’s footing was clearly chaotic, showing a staggering state.
If one’s footing is unstable on the battlefield, their strength will scatter!
When strength dissipates, life hangs in the balance!
At this mont, Shang Ruyi also beca anxious, "Shantong’er!"
Her worried cry rang out, causing Shantong’er’s heart to sink. Seeing himself about to be toppled by Xue Xian, he suddenly shouted and extended his strong right leg, forcefully stomping into a small dirt pit, using all his strength to swing both hands forward!
In an instant, his copper hamrs clamping the Yanyue Blade parted to unleash the force, also using the montum to push Xue Xian fiercely forward.
His strength was formidable, and Xue Xian couldn’t resist.
A powerful force nearly bent the Yanyue Blade in his hand, and Xue Xian felt the thick handle of the blade tremble as if near collapse. He clenched his teeth and hurriedly raised the Yanyue Blade high to dissipate the fierce force.
But just at that mont, Shantong’er folded his arms, and the copper hamrs that had swung to either side suddenly curved once more, striking fiercely towards Xue Xian’s flanks!
At the sa ti, Xue Xian heard an angry shout from behind!
A gust of wind, just like when he had struck at the top of Yu Wenye’s head, was fiercely attacking his back!
It was Yu Wenye. Having just been saved by Shantong’er, as soon as they withdrew with knife and hamr, Yu Wenye wiped the blood from his face, and seeing Shantonger staggering, disregarded his short breath and sudden chest pain swallowing his consciousness, gritted his teeth, and swung his Mo Blade at Xue Xian’s back again.
This joint attack, from front and back, nearly forced Xue Xian into a corner!
"General!"
The surrounding Longxi Soldiers were now completely unable to focus on Fufeng City, and so, who had almost reached the city gate, turned back, shouting and charging towards Xue Xian!
And at this critical mont, Xue Xian let out a deafening roar. His wrist jerked downward, and the long blade suddenly swung from between Shantong’er’s copper hamrs, the tip stabbing into the ground just inches from Shantong’er’s left toe, then he leaned forward and pushed violently.
Instantly, with the Yanyue Blade as a pivot, his force pushed him back several steps, slipping past Yu Wenye’s side.
Shantong’er’s hamrs clashed together as Xue Xian evaded, making a resonant "clang".
All three on the scene had their ears pierced by the sound.
The crowd around them, shocked by this sudden turn of events, ca forward to surround Xue Xian, who had narrowly avoided the fatal blow, while Xue Xian himself, having dodged the move, felt weak all over, cold sweat pouring down, barely able to hold onto the Yanyue Blade.
He hadn’t expected such a perilous battle today.
At that mont, it was no longer his combat wisdom but his survival instinct that allowed him to avoid Yu Wenye and the child’s joint strike. If not for decades of accumulated battle experience, he might have already t his end in the Yellow Springs!
At this mont, he was gasping like a bull, cold sweat pouring, unable to continue fighting.
Though having missed the strike, Shantong’er had a look of frustration, he didn’t forget his true purpose for leaving the city, and seeing Yu Wenye charging towards him after the missed strike, he imdiately shouted, "Second brother, hurry back to the city!"
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