abnabooks Chapter 79 Breakthrough
Chapter 79 Breakthrough
At this moment, Lu Yuan was under tremendous pressure, but his proficiency was also skyrocketing.
At this moment, everyone had only one goal: to fight their way out. They knew that if they were held back, death might be their only fate.
Lu Yuan wielded his crescent blade continuously, and any enemy who approached him was instantly killed with a single strike.
A bluish-green light shimmered around his body.
It almost completely covered him.
Zhou Hongling, held in his arms, had fallen into a coma. Sometimes she would force herself to open her eyes, but she would quickly close them again. The blood that flowed out trickled down the horse's back.
Lu Yuan didn't know how long he fought, but as dawn broke, he finally broke through the encirclement.
Looking around, he saw only himself and Zhou Hongling in the vast wilderness; everyone else had scattered.
The only thing he was certain of was that Zhou He was probably not dead.
Because the other party followed him all the way, and even after he broke through the encirclement, they were still behind him. Perhaps the warhorse's speed was somewhat lacking, so it was still behind.
Then, his gaze fell on Zhou Hongling, who was being helped to sit to the side.
At this moment, the other person's face was as pale as paper, and their lips were almost bloodless.
She opened her eyes slightly and only when she saw Lu Yuan beside her did her eyes light up a bit. She wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in her throat and she couldn't make them out.
"Sir, your injuries must be treated. I apologize for the inconvenience."
Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and said.
Zhou Hongling didn't speak, but a blush unconsciously rose on her face.
The former didn't even bother to look at the general's expression, and took out his medicine box from his horse.
"Sizzle!"
They directly tore open the clothes covering Zhou Hongling's wound.
After pulling out the broken arrow.
He poured the strong liquor from the flask and carefully cleaned the wound.
Zhou Hongling didn't object at this point, but just pursed her lips and remained silent.
After the wound on my shoulder was treated, the next step was to treat my back.
By the time all the wounds were bandaged and an outer robe was draped over Zhou Hongling, Lu Yuan was already covered in sweat.
It felt more difficult than charging into battle.
"My lord, this is a blood-replenishing pill." After saying this, Lu Yuan stuffed the pill into Zhou Hongling's mouth without waiting for her response.
Sensing the salty, fishy smell coming from above, the latter frowned but didn't say anything.
"We can't stay here any longer. The Northern Barbarian army will definitely catch up. Let's leave first," Zhou Hongling said, panting.
Although the wound has been bandaged, the pain persists.
"kindness."
After Lu Yuan responded, he helped Zhou Hongling back onto the horse, and the two headed towards Dayong.
However, they had only been gone for less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
"Da da!"
The sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance.
Lu Yuan turned his head with his sword drawn, only to find that it was Zhou He and the others who had caught up with him.
Zhou Ming was among them, and he was also in poor condition, covered in terrible wounds, struggling to ride his warhorse.
Running away is acceptable.
But as for a real fight, I'm afraid that's impossible.
Helian Shang was in slightly better condition than Zhou Ming, but only to a limited extent.
The one who was most intact was Zhou He, mainly because he was not very strong and was not conspicuous, so he was not targeted, and he also had Lu Yuan's protection along the way.
So apart from some damage to the armor, there was nothing else wrong.
There are still more than 300 people in the Royal Guard battalion.
They were in a very sorry state during this battle.
"When I get back, I will definitely have my father report this to His Majesty!" Helian Shang said in a low voice. As a member of a military family, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Zhou Ming glanced at him and then said indifferently, "Stop talking nonsense. If we really go back, this matter will be settled. The Northern Barbarians have reinforced their troops, the reinforcements from the Dayong side did not arrive on time, the right wing was completely wiped out, and the only punishment will be some of the lower-level people."
As for those in higher positions, can they be moved at will? They've already shirked all responsibility. The massacre of the city years ago still hasn't been resolved; this is nothing compared to what's so serious. The Northern Barbarians probably went all out this time; otherwise, something like this wouldn't have happened.
Upon hearing this, Helian Shang lowered his head.
Yes, the massacre that year shocked the imperial court, and even people from surrounding countries knew about it.
Hundreds of thousands of subjects died tragically, but in the end, nothing came of it.
It is said that a disciple of a noble family, in order to curry favor with a top expert of a sect, had the expert choose a city in his own fiefdom to refine his soul.
Although he was punished afterward, it was nothing more than being confined to his home.
You can never win against someone else.
Even if the Marquis of Jiu Sai looks powerful, as long as he doesn't enter the central government, he will always be someone who can be discarded at any time.
The court of Dayong was built around meritorious officials and aristocratic families.
Moreover, their strength is beyond the comprehension of those at the bottom. They are like gods and Buddhas, high above, looking down on all living beings, while those below are nothing more than ants and cannon fodder.
Seeing the somewhat somber atmosphere, Zhou Ming said, "We just saw the Northern Barbarian team chase after them in another direction. We're relatively safe here. Let's eat something before continuing our journey."
"Alright, whatever you say." Zhou He said with a smile.
As soon as the topic of food came up, he seemed to instantly gain energy, and then he ordered his men to start bringing out dry rations.
"You've prepared so much?" Zhou He asked, taking things out of the bamboo basket one by one.
Zhou Ming said, somewhat incredulously.
Now that their army has been wiped out, if they want to go back, it will take them at least half a month to walk through this wasteland. They have lost all their supplies in the camp, and even food is a problem.
"Hehe, sir, you don't know, I have a habit of carrying dry rations on my horse, and my men do the same. The things we brought out are a bit dry and not very watery, but if we use them sparingly, it will be enough to get us back."
As Zhou He laughed, he stuffed a large flatbread into Zhou Ming's hand. This kind of flatbread was very big, almost the diameter of a basket. An adult male would be full after eating about one flatbread a day.
If you add meat, you won't even be able to finish a single pancake.
"I didn't realize the Zhou family had someone as talented as you. How about you come work for me from now on?"
"Sir, I am a centurion under Lu Yuan. We are all your soldiers anyway, so it doesn't matter." Zhou He politely declined Zhou Ming's offer with a smile.
Now, he would rather die than leave Lu Yuan.
This guy has so much potential.
Most importantly, the other party genuinely considered him one of their own.
Take last night's battle for example. If it weren't for Lu Yuan's repeated protection, he would have died countless times already.
If he had followed someone else, who would have protected him like this?
"How does this have anything to do with Lu Yuan?" Zhou Ming shook his head and remained silent.
At this moment, Lu Yuan, after taking the dry food and water, went to Zhou Hongling's side and began to feed her water.
Now that he's injured, he needs food even more; otherwise, even if he's strong, it will be difficult for him to recover.
While everyone was resting.
One after another, many remnants of the army caught up from behind, and when they spotted Lu Yuan and his group, they immediately gathered around.
In less than half an hour, the number of people had once again approached five hundred.
Among them was Zheng Tong, who came from a military family in the capital. At this moment, his face was also ashen.
He was surrounded by his personal guards.
They seemed to be saying something.
A moment later, Zheng Tong walked towards Zhou Ming and the others.
Helian Shang, never one to mince words, immediately retorted, "Oh, isn't this the heir of the Zheng family, a powerful military clan in the capital? How come you're just like us now?"
Zheng Tong glanced at him without speaking, but pursed his lips and said, "The Marquis will be here soon; his injuries are very serious."
Hearing this, everyone was startled, realizing that the road ahead might be even more difficult.
The Marquis of Jiu Sai will inevitably become a key target for the Northern Barbarians, but at this time, they cannot openly abandon him.