usatvline Chapter 350 Good news: The opponent isn't Lü Xiao; bad news: It's Pei Yuanqing.
Chapter 350 Good news: The opponent isn't Lü Xiao; bad news: It's Pei Yuanqing.
Xue Ju, who was on the top of the valley, saw this scene and his eyes widened in horror, turning red and tears streaming down his face.
"My son!"
He stretched out his hand and waved it frantically toward the bottom of the valley, as if trying to grab something, but he couldn't grab anything.
He watched helplessly as Yang You raised the Zhenyue Sword, swiftly slashing down and beheading Xue Rengao, blood gushing out.
That was his son, his most prized son, his most powerful general, and the right-hand man who helped him achieve his great cause.
Now, he died under Lü Xiao's halberd, right before his eyes.
"Now that things have come to this, why not fight with all our might?"
Having witnessed everything in the valley, the Wolf Lord of Hami Kingdom had no intention of escaping at this moment; his eyes were filled with determination and madness.
The Kingdom of Hami has been destroyed, its king has been killed, and only he and his lone army remain.
How could he stand by and watch the enemy who would destroy his country dart before him, while avoiding Lü Xiao's sharp edge?
What's the point of his life if he can't kill Lü Xiao?
"I don't believe he has inexhaustible strength!"
Holding his eighteen-foot spear, Wang Buchao mounted his horse and charged into the valley at an astonishing speed.
His hair was already gray, but at this moment he looked like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, full of imposing momentum.
Seeing this, the wolf lord led his men to catch up quickly, their horses' hooves thundering and dust billowing.
Only Xue Ju lay on the top of the valley, unable to turn around for a long time, as if all his strength had been drained.
Xue Rengao deserves the most credit for his great achievements.
Over the years, his son fought on the battlefield for him, charging into battle and making outstanding contributions, never suffering a defeat.
Now that his most capable general, Xue Rengao, has been killed, how will he face the Western Regions in the future?
His grand undertaking, his ambition, his dreams—all vanished with that single blow.
Just then, two people emerged from the other side of the valley.
Sneaky, peeking around suspiciously.
"Where are the people? Why are there so few guards here?"
Yuwen Chenglong gripped the blood-stained silver spear, blood still dripping from its tip.
His eyes constantly scanned his surroundings, his gaze wary, and his brows slightly furrowed.
He had observed the terrain; it was high up with a wide view, flanked by sloping walls and a narrow passage in the middle, making it ideal for an ambush.
Logically speaking, such an important position should not be empty.
The barbarians aren't stupid, why wouldn't they set up defenses here?
"Shall we go take a look?"
Pei Yuanqing appeared casually, carrying a silver hammer in one hand, without any concern for being discovered.
His silver hammer was covered in blood, and his armor was splattered with it as well. He looked as if he had been pulled out of a pool of blood.
"Let's go, anyway, the rest of the area has been mostly taken care of."
Yuwen Chenglong thought for a moment, then immediately spoke, picked up his silver spear, and walked forward.
Their arrival here indicates that the enemy forces within the camp have been contained.
Lü Xiao was simply too good at killing; he was worth an entire army by himself.
They didn't need to put in much effort at all; at most, they just went through the motions, followed behind and picked up the scraps, and gained a good reputation for nothing.
If anyone mentions this battle in the future, these people can still boast about it, saying they were one of the eight hundred.
That's an honor that not everyone can have; it's something to brag about for a lifetime.
The two quietly made their way up the valley floor, their steps light, lest they alert the enemy.
After walking for a while, they discovered that it wasn't deserted; there were actually some people there.
However, these people weren't defending; they were running away.
One by one, they abandoned their armor and weapons, fleeing desperately towards the other side of the valley, wishing they had two more legs.
"Haha, kick a dog when it's down!"
Yuwen Chenglong was overjoyed, his eyes lit up.
He came here hoping to find a bargain, and he didn't expect to actually find one.
As soon as he finished speaking, he darted out, silver spear in hand, heading straight for the fleeing enemies.
"Xue Ju! Xue Ju!"
Pei Yuanqing followed Yuwen Chenglong, chasing down the enemy. His silver hammer flew up and down, striking one enemy after another, making them cry out in pain.
But he soon spotted an unexpected person, and his eyes widened immediately.
"Where? Where?"
Upon hearing those two words, Yuwen Chenglong immediately abandoned his enemies.
They were as excited as dogs seeing excrement, their eyes turning red.
Xue Ju was the leader of the rebels and one of the masterminds behind this rebellion.
Capturing him is more effective than killing a hundred soldiers.
"I misread it, I misread it."
Pei Yuanqing immediately changed his words, but his gaze was fixed on the group of people in the distance, as if he were nailed to something.
He arrived in the Northwest before Yuwen Chenglong, and had clashed with Xue Ju's forces more than once or twice.
Even if Xue Ju were reduced to ashes, he would still recognize him.
Regardless, he was determined to personally apprehend this culprit who had wreaked havoc in the Northwest and colluded with foreign tribes, and hand him over to the King of Shuo for judgment.
"oh oh."
Yuwen Chenglong drew out the word, his eyes darting around, and he instantly understood what was going on.
That damned Pei San!
This kid looks simple-minded on the surface, but I never expected him to be so cunning.
How dare he try to monopolize Xue Ju's tremendous achievement?
However, to be fair, this kid is still too green.
Keep looking in that direction, isn't that just blatantly telling others that something's going on over there?
Yuwen Chenglong grinned, already having made up his mind.
"Hahaha! This incredible achievement is mine!"
He suddenly burst into wild laughter, and dashed out in one stride, heading straight for the direction Pei Yuanqing had been staring at.
With a silver spear in hand, his momentum was unstoppable.
"hey-hey."
Pei Yuanqing watched Yuwen Chenglong's departing figure, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a set of white teeth.
Do you really think Pei Yuanqing is a fool?
He just looks stupid; he's actually as shrewd as a monkey.
If you don't look in that direction on purpose, how could that slippery eel Yuwen Chenglong have been tricked?
Pei Yuanqing stopped smiling, picked up the pair of silver hammers with both hands, and turned to chase after them in the other direction.
"Your Majesty, hurry! It will be too late if we don't leave now!"
Several loyal guards carried Xue Ju and dragged him towards the back mountain.
Xue Ju's eyes were glazed over, and he staggered, as if all his strength had been drained away.
They abandoned Jincheng and Longxi, retreating all the way to Yumen Pass and then to the ancient Loulan Road.
They laid a trap, prepared crossbows, chariots, and rolling stones, and attacked from three directions simultaneously.
They thought everything was foolproof, and that Lü Xiao was doomed.
But the result?
More than a dozen crossbow carts were knocked away by Lü Xiao's halberd.
More than a dozen chariots were smashed to pieces by Lü Xiao's halberd.
Even a dozen or so massive rocks weighing over a thousand kilograms couldn't take Lü Xiao's life.
Instead, this drove the demon to utter madness, causing him to kill his son and his most trusted general.
Xue Ju closed his eyes, and two lines of turbid tears slid down his cheeks.
He was not reconciled.
He was truly unwilling to accept it.
"Your Majesty! Someone is catching up!"
One of the guards turned around in horror, his voice trembling.
Xue Ju suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head.
A figure was seen chasing after them at great speed.
The figure was not tall, and even somewhat thin.
But the pair of silver hammers in his hand gleamed with a blinding cold light in the sunlight.
Good news, it's not Lü Xiao, the most powerful general of the Sui Dynasty.
The bad news is that it's Lu Xiao's top general.