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Chapter 435 Pursuit

Chapter 435 Pursuit
A new moon rose above the desert, and green smoke spread over the long river. On both sides of the river, Guyuan cavalrymen formed a formation and galloped past.

Behind them was a mass of foreign cavalrymen. The grassland people were brandishing sabers and spears, shouting wildly with excitement, like evil spirits chasing after souls.

"Where is the Tianfang army?" Tao Yunjiang asked calmly.

"It's not far! After crossing this natural bridge, it's another ten miles to the Tianfang camp!" the deputy general shouted.

The girl looked back and saw that the foreign cavalry had already broken into the Great Zhou formation and were engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the cavalry at the end of the team. More foreigners rushed up, like vultures smelling the scent of a corpse.

"It's too late." Tao Yunjiang pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and rushed in the opposite direction.

"Just keep going and don't worry about me." Her voice drifted in the air.

"Miss Tao!" The deputy general was horrified.

He looked back on his horse, but could not find Tao Yunjiang. The shouts of the foreign cavalry were getting closer and closer, and the deputy general had no choice but to give up.

"Brothers, work harder! We must go back alive!" the deputy general roared.

The Changyuan Iron Guards continued to move forward, and soon all of them had crossed the Tiansheng Bridge and reached the south bank of the Changhe River.

The foreigners, who were blood-thirsty, did not think too much. When they saw the Zhou army crossing the bridge, they followed.

In the pitch-black night, the rose-red sword light shot up into the sky, transforming into a colossal force capable of moving mountains and seas.

"boom!"

Dozens of alien cavalrymen in the lead were knocked off their horses by the sword wind. The bloody wind was like a vast ocean, cutting human bodies and sending blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The foreign cavalry in the rear showed horror on their faces, quickly reined in their horses, and formed a semicircle around the north bank of Tiansheng Bridge.

Tao Yunjiang stood at the end of the bridge, the desert wind blowing her inky black hair, and a lonely moon was reflected in her black and white pupils.

The girl carried a sword on her back and held another in her hand. Her silver armor was stained with blood and the blade was shining. She faced the chieftain of thousands of bandits without any fear.

Standing alone in front of the alien army, she lowered her sword, her eyes cold and stern.

The foreign cavalrymen who killed people without blinking an eye and took pleasure in drinking human blood and eating human flesh, at this moment no one dared to take even a single step forward.

Accompanied by incomprehensible roars, several generals separated from the foreign cavalry and came forward. The leader was Helian Tu, who had been killed by Wen Zhexue but escaped by faking his death with the help of Shengzhu.

Helian Tu rode his horse around Tao Yunjiang for half a circle, looking her up and down with eyes like a vicious tiger.

"Women should raise children and weave clothes instead of going to the battlefield," Helian Tusenran said.

There was a loud laugh from the alien army.

Tao Yunjiang did not speak, but narrowed his eyes and looked at the grassland general whose figure was as strong as an iron tower.

Helian Tu was the person Fang Weihan did not kill.

She pointed the tip of her sword at Helian Tu and smiled contemptuously.

The grasslands have always had a tradition of fighting generals, and Helian Tu is a reckless man with only brute force. She knew that this man would not be able to withstand her provocation.

As expected, Helian Tu was enraged by her. He shouted in obscure grassland language, pushed aside the deputy general who tried to persuade him, jumped off his horse, raised the wild knife in his hand above his head, chopped high and low, and his blood steamed like thunder.

Tao Yunjiang tapped the ground with her toes, exerted force with her ankles, and spun half a step to the left, dodging the blade like a ghost. She turned her wrist, and the Qi Cang sword drew a bright full moon in the night.

The long sword slashed at Helian Tu's protective qi, and the remaining armor was shaking. The huge recoil force knocked him back two steps.

Being beaten back by a Middle-earth woman in front of everyone, Helian Tu lost face and was completely enraged. He roared wildly, his Qi became even more blood red, his eyes were red, and he had already entered a blood-blasting state.

The long sword was surging with blood and energy. Helian Tu stepped on the ground and rushed forward. The sword light of dozens of feet was unstoppable, and the energy was like a galloping horse.

Tao Yunjiang did not dodge or evade, with the sword tip lowered, standing still. The black hair behind his head moved without wind, and the blood and energy in his dantian expanded rapidly.

The bloodbath begins!
The girl rushed towards the knife light like a moth to a flame. Thousands of blood and energy gathered in her palm, and the Qi Cang sword chanted like a strong wind blowing a bell.

The sword wind and the knife energy collided and shattered, the collision of blood and energy was earth-shaking, and sand and rocks flew north of Tiansheng Bridge.

The alien cavalry were blown off their horses by the shock wave and had to hold on to their horses' legs to keep their balance.

The Central Plains woman would definitely not be able to withstand an attack of this magnitude. The grassland people shouted wildly and began to celebrate their leader's victory.

When the wind and sand cleared, the scene before them was somewhat different from what they had expected.

Helian Tu fell to his knees, his left arm broken at the root, revealing the grim bones. Tao Yunjiang raised his knee and stepped on his back, bending it like a bowstring and sinking it into the dust.

He spat out blood, his face showing disbelief. His body, as strong as an iron tower, struggled, but he could not escape Tao Yunjiang's grip.

Everyone on the grassland was horrified. The two sixth-rank generals who were traveling with Helian Tu hurriedly flew over and wanted to rescue Helian Tu from Tao Yunjiang, but it was too late.

Tao Yunjiang raised the sword in his hand, Qi Cang let out a short howl, and Helian Tu's head fell down.

The round head rolled forward, and the aliens fell silent.

When they realized what had happened, all the foreigners were furious. Under their noses, their clan leader was killed by a Central Plains woman. What a shame!
They mounted their horses, brandished their sabers, formed a chain of battle formations, and charged towards the delicate woman.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, approaching. In front of them, Tao Yunjiang's figure seemed so small.

"Grandpa is gone, but I am still alive."

She raised her head, and there seemed to be blood in her eyes, which was the fire of grief.

"I am the grandson of Lord Tao and the descendant of the Sword Saint. I will defend Changyuan on their behalf until my death," said Tao Yunjiang.

Tao Yunjiang stretched his left hand behind his back, gripped the hilt of the sword, and slowly pulled it out.

She picked up the Juebei Sword.

Facing the roar of the grassland cavalry, Tao Yunjiang said softly:

"I pray to God for his will, and I am willing to leave the Three Norths forever with my body."

She activated the sword magic of the two magic swords at the same time.

The girl held Qi Cang in her right hand and Juebei in her left hand, and slashed with both swords. The sword tips were stacked like the sea, like the explosion of a blood-red lotus.

"boom!"

The Great Zhou soldiers in the Tianfang formation raised their heads and saw rose-red flames rising from the clouds in the distance, as if the gods were angry.

The bodies of the men and horses turned into ashes, and the armor and weapons melted into molten iron.

The flames spread from sky to earth, burning almost everything and destroying the last bit of courage of the foreigners.

As they watched with fear and agony, Tao Yunjiang cut the ropes of the natural bridge and leaped over the long river with all his might.

The girl carried two swords on her back and stumbled. She disappeared into the vast desert, and no one dared to stop her.

……

The spring rain fell on the eaves, along the grooves of the broken tiles, and dripped onto Fang Weihan's neck, cold as a girl's tears.

Until now, Fang Weihan's heart was still in a mess. Every time he closed his eyes, Fang Tang's tearful smile would appear in front of him, like a crabapple flower soaked in rain.

He couldn't even save himself, and Yun Shu refused to save her. He was at his wit's end.

How to do?
Fang Weihan sat dejectedly in the corner, the wound on his chest tangled in Fang Tang's skirt. The skirt still had some residual warmth, and he could smell her unique fragrance.

He tried his best and traveled thousands of miles, but in the end, he still failed to save his students.

He is an incompetent teacher.

The blood from his chest was flowing more and more, and the aftermath of the blood and energy left by Yuwen Xian was constantly destroying his vitality. The wound could not heal, and his life was quickly slipping away.

Before I knew it, a pair of cold hands touched my cheeks.

"You're giving up now?" Yun Shu said softly, "This is not like you."

Fang Weihan closed his eyes, not sure whether he didn't hear or didn't want to answer.

Yun Shu felt that he might be blaming her for not helping him, but she didn't intend to explain.

"It's hard to defy fate, people always say that."

There seemed to be some kind of reminiscence in the girl's tone.

"The day you were born, many heavy things came into this world with you."

"Status, fame, expectations, or love in all its forms. They follow you everywhere, like your shadow."

"People are after all these things. We run forward desperately just to grab one of them."

"Some people run fast, some run slow. Those who run fast don't dare to stop; those who run slow don't want to move forward. But they all seem to have forgotten that no matter how fast they run, people... can never catch up with their own shadows."

Yun Shu gently stroked his face, with inexplicable emotion in her eyes.

Fang Weihan did not respond, as if he had fainted from excessive blood loss.

"Heaven has made the rules. As long as you are still on the field, the winner will always be the dealer." "If you can't find it, we still have another way to go."

A bright silver morning star lit up in Yun Shu's pupils.

"Go overturn the dealer's table, turn the world upside down, break Buzhou in half, and let the East China Sea hang upside down."

"Until... there is no more sun and no more shadow in this world."

She stretched out her slender finger and touched Fang Weihan's brow, her young face full of solemnity.

"If you go against the will of Heaven, you will be punished by Heaven. Whatever the punishment is, I will face it with you."

The high stars flowed and fell into the sky. The girl's body revolved with a huge causal power, and time and the future intersected in her palm.

A book filled with causal light appeared out of thin air. The girl picked it up gently, and her expression turned cold:
"Listen carefully, Fang Weihan's fate star. I know the cause and effect of your life and death, and I don't want to watch him die. The current situation is enough."

she sneered.

"I issue a decree to you in the name of Flowing Wind and Floating Clouds: No matter who you are, revive me immediately. Otherwise, I will detonate all of history and let half of the long river of time be buried with you."

"have you understood?"

The stars in the sky revolving around her seemed to freeze for a moment.

A moment later, a bright starlight lit up between Fang Weihan's eyebrows.

The dark purple starlight appeared first.

"Oh, it turns out to be Ju Men." Yun Shu nodded thoughtfully, revealing a satisfied smile, "Jade hidden in stone, not bad."

And then there is pure purple.

Yun Shu couldn't laugh anymore.

Pure purple represents Lian Zhen, but he already has the power of Ju Men, so what is the purpose of this Lian Zhen?

Even with her knowledge of everything in the world, she was still a little confused.

"Shh!"

The third ray of starlight lit up, this time it was a thick ochre.

"Tianfu..." Yun Shu widened his eyes.

Deep green, brown orange, ocean blue… rays of starlight swirled above his head, and the many color elements mixed and blended, spinning happily, and finally turned into a dull and colorless color.

The stars in the night sky suddenly rose brightly, above the starry sky there were bursts of light, and the aurora broke at dawn.

Fang Weihan opened his eyes.

Yun Shu looked at him, her pink lips slightly open, stunned, as if she was looking at a magical animal.

"you……"

Yun Shu held it in for a long time before saying, "Are you a fool?"

Fang Weihan: "?"

“Forget it.” Yun Shu waved her hands, feeling a little tired. “Go and save your female student.”

……

The spring rain was drizzling, and Fang Tang was running desperately in the alleys of Changming.

There was a burning pain in her lungs and her thighs felt sore and weak, but she still didn't dare to stop.

She must lead Yuwen Xian far enough away and never give him the chance to hurt the teacher again!

"Qiang!"

The long knife cut through the air and nailed into the stone wall in front of her, the handle still trembling.

Fang Tang stopped and Yuwen Xian was standing more than ten steps behind her.

This foreign general had a huge gash on his waist, with blood flowing down his legs. His eyes were red and his face was pale. He was seriously injured.

But...it's more than enough to kill Fang Tang.

Fang Tang looked around calmly but did not find any way to escape.

The shouts of the Great Zhou soldiers were far away. The North Gate of Changming was still three miles away from here. Instead, many foreign soldiers were gathering here.

She was alone and helpless.

The Xuan Yao sword flickered slightly. Fang Tang gripped its hilt tightly and pointed the tip of the sword at Yuwen Xian in front of him.

Yuwen Xian was extremely contemptuous of her actions.

"The Zhou people are ants." Yuwen Xian said.

He opened his hands, and the long knife embedded in the wall was pulled back by the blood.

Yuwen Xian walked closer with a knife in hand. Fang Tang raised his sword to block him, but he just waved it away casually.

Xuan Yao flew out of her hand, and the girl fell down in a mess. There seemed to be a warm flow at the back of her head, and a sharp pain.

Fang Tang stared at him intently, his eyes filled with hatred.

Yuwen Xian raised his knife and chopped it down cleanly.

The knife shadow in front of his eyes became extremely slow, and Fang Tang seemed to be able to see it falling bit by bit.

At this moment, she thought a lot.

The Yingluan Palace five hundred years ago, the Eastern Palace five hundred years later. She lit a candle and sat there until dawn.

How should an emperor die?
She could die in fire, poison, betrayal, or swordplay, but she could not die of old age.

This is her fate, she was born this way and cannot be defied.

In one life, two lives, Fang Tang lived up to her ancestors, lived up to her subjects, and lived up to her own heart.

She owed only one person.

"Has the teacher forgiven me?" Fang Tang thought, "Will the teacher... forgive me?"

The youngest daughter of Emperor Yan drowned. Later, she turned into Jingwei, picked up stones and wood from Jiushan Mountain, and flew eastward for hundreds of miles to fill the sea.

Fang Tang thought she was so stupid. How long would it take for a little bird like her to fill up the sea? Would a lifetime be enough?

But it was not until now that she vaguely realized that Jingwei was not stupid, but she was the stupid one.

Jingwei filling the sea is the most heroic resistance of a girl facing an irreversible fate, exchanging time for dignity.

"If there is an afterlife, let me be a bird too." Fang Tang thought.

She owed too much in this life, and she never repaid it until she died. In the next life, she wanted to stay by her teacher's side, no matter the cold or the hot, winter or summer, and never leave.

Fang Tang closed her eyes and stopped crying.

The crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty must face his own death calmly.

"Qiang!"

This was the sound of metal clashing. A man retreated several steps, and then she heard Yuwen Xian's angry roar.

"Yuwen Xian, I'm not dead yet."

A familiar voice said calmly.

Fang Tang's hands began to tremble violently. She didn't dare to open her eyes, fearing that this sound was just an illusion before her death.

"Tangtang."

She heard Fang Weihan say with a smile.

"I found you."

Her heartstrings were broken and her eyes were sore, and the girl suddenly opened her misty eyes.

She saw Fang Weihan standing in front of her, extending his hand to her with a gentle smile.