usatvline Chapter 201 Re-entering Mongolia
Chapter 201 Re-entering Mongolia
"Alright, alright, you still haven't named your child. Rong'er will wait until you come before naming your son."
Huang Yaoshi waved his hand impatiently as he watched Guo Jing trying to get close to Duan Zhengchun.
Upon hearing this, Guo Jing returned to the bedside, looked at the two infants in their swaddling clothes, and whispered, "Rong'er, what should we name our daughter?"
Huang Rong turned to look at the two children and slowly said, "Guo Xiang."
Upon hearing this, Guo Jing nodded in satisfaction, immediately understanding the profound meaning behind the name, and then began to ponder it seriously.
Wu Santong and the others stood quietly to the side, all watching Guo Jing as he began to pace back and forth in deep thought, each with a smile on their face.
"Since my sister's name is Guo Xiang, how about I name my brother Guo Polu?"
After a long while, Guo Jing turned to look at Huang Rong and blurted out.
"Breaking through the enemy? Defeating the foreign invaders?! What a great name!"
Wu Santong and the others standing nearby also praised it highly after hearing it.
It's surprising that Guo Jing and his wife even hid their belief in resisting foreign enemies and protecting their homeland in the names of their children.
Huang Rong nodded in satisfaction, gently stroking the two children with a kind smile on her lips, and said softly, "Did you hear that? My children, you have names now."
Guo Jing slowly moved closer and gently wrapped the two children up, his face beaming with joy.
Seeing the harmonious and joyful scene of the family reunited before him, Duan Zhengchun smiled bitterly, silently withdrew, and sighed deeply outside the temple.
It seems it's time for him to leave.
He knew that his fate with Huang Rong was over.
Just then, Huang Yaoshi slowly approached Duan Zhengchun's side, put his hands behind his back, looked at the distant mountains and forests, and said slowly, "All good things must come to an end. I should be going now. But before I leave, I would like to thank Brother Yin. Without you, Rong'er would not be safe and sound."
"In ancient times, there were talk of sword gods, sword demons, and sword immortals, while Brother Yin was known in the martial arts world as a villain. Although you seem ruthless and too evil, you have your own sense of justice! Moreover, you have your own set of rules and regulations and never care about the opinions of others."
"Just as people are, so too are swords. It is my greatest honor to befriend you!"
"With your cultivation level, you will surely be the top of the Five Greats at the next Mount Hua Sword Tournament! Truly, every generation produces its own talented individuals!"
Hearing Huang Yaoshi's gratitude and praise, Duan Zhengchun smiled and said calmly, "A person lives only a few decades in a short time. There are things that can be done and things that cannot be done. One should only strive to have a clear conscience."
Huang Yaoshi nodded approvingly and said loudly, "Well said! I hope that when we meet again, Brother Yin will have reached the pinnacle of martial arts!"
"Goodbye Jianghu!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Yaoshi leaped away and disappeared into the mountains and forests in the blink of an eye.
Duan Zhengchun smiled, glanced at the dilapidated temple, walked straight to a short distance away, untied his white horse, and rode away.
A moment later, Guo Jing helped Huang Rong slowly walk out of the dilapidated temple. Looking at the empty surroundings, he was stunned for a moment.
"It seems that my father-in-law and Brother Yin have already left. This is too hasty. I originally wanted Xiang'er and Polu to become Brother Yin's disciples."
Guo Jing sighed and said with some disappointment.
Huang Rong stood silently at the door, looking at the low table in the courtyard and the two empty wine glasses on it, and couldn't help but recall many little things that she had chosen to forget.
The past is past, but how can we forget it just because we've finished talking about it?
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Two days later.
In the wilderness, Duan Zhengchun rode a white horse, carrying a wine gourd in his hand, and swayed forward.
In order to avoid encountering Guo Jing and his group, he deliberately chose a side road to return to Xiangyang, and walked very slowly along the way.
Just then, the sound of fighting suddenly reached his ears.
After a slight change in expression, Duan Zhengchun immediately rushed towards the direction from which the sound came. Soon, he found two groups of people fighting fiercely behind a hill.
To be precise, it should be said that seven or eight people were attacking one person!
That man's companions had already all fallen into pools of blood!
Upon seeing this, Duan Zhengchun frowned instantly, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes!
Those seven or eight people, dressed in Mongolian attire and wielding curved swords, were all experts from Mongolia!
Immediately afterwards, the person being attacked was caught off guard and was stabbed in the shoulder, falling to the ground. Then, seven or eight curved blades slashed down at him at the same time!
At that very moment, Duan Zhengchun also recognized the person who was being attacked!
Lu has feet!
Seeing that he was about to be hacked into mincemeat, Lu Youjiao, covered in wounds, sighed and slowly closed his eyes, powerless to resist.
At this critical moment, a dragon's roar suddenly rang out! Immediately followed by deafening screams!
In the blink of an eye, everything returned to calm.
Having narrowly escaped death, Lu Youjiao nervously opened his eyes slowly, and then found a white horse standing in front of him, with a majestic figure sitting on its back.
"Master Yin?!"
When he saw the person's face clearly, he couldn't help but shout excitedly.
"What's going on with Chief Lu here?"
Duan Zhengchun tilted his head back and took a sip of wine, asking a question casually. His sword was already sheathed, and he hadn't even put away the wine gourd in his left hand during the fight.
"When Lu was leading his men to Mongolia to gather military intelligence, he was discovered and chased all the way here. If he hadn't met Master Yin, he probably wouldn't have made it back alive."
Lu Youjiao sighed, and immediately bowed to Duan Zhengchun, clasping his hands in a salute.
"What did you find out?"
Duan Zhengchun raised an eyebrow and asked with great interest.
To avoid Guo Jing and his group, he even shook off the Qingyi Guards. If he hadn't met Lu Youjiao, no one would have known his whereabouts at that moment.
Therefore, he did not receive any news about the Mongol army immediately.
"Kublai Khan, imitating the Heroes' Gathering in Xiangyang, also planned to hold a martial arts gathering in his personal army camp, promising high-ranking positions and generous rewards to attract extraordinary people from all over the world."
"At that time, a martial arts alliance leader will be elected to counter the Central Plains martial arts alliance led by Master Guo! To help him launch a surprise attack on three border cities of the Song Dynasty!"
"Moreover, according to the information I've gathered, their primary targets are the Beggars' Sect and the Quanzhen Sect!"
Lu Youjiao, with a solemn expression, told Duan Zhengchun everything he had gathered.
Duan Zhengchun frowned slightly, a murderous intent flashing between his brows. He might not care much about the enemies conspiring to deal with the martial arts practitioners gathered in Xiangyang City, but he absolutely could not tolerate the Quanzhen Sect trying to harm them!
"Are you alright? Can you still walk? Now that we've obtained such important information, we must send it back to Xiangyang immediately."
Duan Zhengchun glanced at Lu Youjiao and said in a deep voice.
"I'm not dead yet. If I hadn't been poisoned by snakes during the evacuation, I wouldn't have almost died at the hands of these Mongol Tartars!"
Lu Youjiao shook his head and answered affirmatively.
"Snake venom?!"
Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun instinctively widened his eyes and immediately pressed for an answer.
"That's right. After being discovered by the Mongol Tartars, Lu was attacked by a young swordsman. This man not only had fierce swordsmanship, but also the ability to kill enemies by driving snakes!"
"If it weren't for his snake venom, these people wouldn't have been able to catch up, and I'm afraid I would have already returned to Xiangyang!"
Lu Youjiao nodded and explained with a hint of helplessness.
A young swordsman who can drive away snakes?!
Hearing Lu Youjiao's answer, Duan Zhengchun became even more certain of his earlier guess: the young swordsman was very likely related to White Camel Manor!
They are very likely remnants of the White Camel Mountain Manor!
"Have you found out when Kublai Khan will hold the martial arts tournament?!"
Duan Zhengchun pondered for a moment, then immediately changed his mind about returning to Xiangyang first, and pressed for an answer in a deep voice.
"Based on the timeline, it will be in two days!"
Lu Youjiao thought for a moment and then answered immediately.
With only two days left, if Duan Zhengchun returns to Xiangyang first and then goes to Kublai Khan's camp, it may be too late!
"In that case, you should go back to Xiangyang first and send this message back. I will personally go to the Mongol camp to check the situation!"
"If you encounter Brother Guo, tell him to prepare in advance and not to make any rash moves before I return. Just make sure the three border cities are well-defended!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun reached into his robes, pulled out a porcelain bottle, poured out a black pill, and tossed it to Lu Youjiao. He then turned his horse around and galloped towards the location of Kublai Khan's personal army camp...