I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 80: Want to Drive the Light Cavalry Away

Rumble——!
The sky was gloomy, thunder rumbled, and a rainstorm suddenly came.

Amidst the violent storm, a small boat drifted downstream in the undulating river water.

The cabin was very dark, almost pitch black. There was only a small oil lamp lit, and as the ship swayed, the flame could go out at any time.

A lamp divided the cabin into two parts, and the two faces showed completely different expressions under the light.

Yuwen Jie took out a hard pancake, broke off a piece and handed it over: "Would you like some?"

Leng Wuqing looked at him expressionlessly, then raised his hand... Pah! The pancake fell to the ground.

"What a waste." Yuwen Jie raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the pancake that fell on the ground, patted the dust off it, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

"So, you Southern Dynasty people, you really eat too much and too well. You certainly don't know, nor can you understand, the feeling of hunger... Every winter in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, how many people were hungry? On the snowy streets, how many beggars would fight for a piece of bread, even losing their lives."

"What's the point of you saying this?" Leng Wuqing said calmly, "Are you looking for a righteous excuse for yourself?"

"No, I'm just expressing my feelings." Yuwen Jie grinned and said, "I used to be a beggar, I know how hard life is, and you guys are from the royal family..."

Leng Wuqing interrupted directly: "Until I was ten years old, I lived in a closed courtyard. I only had one meal a day, and it was always cold steamed buns. I also had to do a lot of heavy physical labor every day. If you use the dry food issue to mock me for being ignorant of the world and the suffering of the people, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person."

Yuwen Jie: "This is the first time I've heard of this."

"This proves that you are not doing your job as a spy well enough." Leng Wuqing sneered.

"It doesn't matter whether I'm there or not. I only know that if I bring you back, I can enjoy wealth and glory for the rest of my life, or even ascend to heaven in one step." Yuwen Jie licked his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will send you to the Northern Dynasty in one piece. You will receive the treatment you deserve, at least as a guest of honor with no worries about food and clothing."

"..."

"I can probably guess what your fate will be, but no matter how miserable it is, I don't think you'll actually end up competing with wild dogs for food. At most, you'll stand amidst a vast army and watch your country fall to pieces." Yuwen Jie's tone was scathing and sarcastic. "You've probably never been to Yumen Pass in your life... I think there will be a chance to go there, but not from inside the pass, but from outside."

Leng Wuqing's fingertips clenched under his sleeves.

"This is actually a good thing. After all, I'm not one of those people, so I don't know how many dirty thoughts they have in their heads. But your status is so noble, I don't think they will give up fighting for you. In fact, if you ask me, you might be more comfortable if you die now."

Yuwen Jie bit the bread and sneered, "It's a pity, I'm here, you can't die even if you want to."

Leng Wuqing simply closed his eyes, out of sight, out of mind.

Yuwen Jie continued to ask, "So, you're really regretting it now... Because you rushed forward to block a few attacks for that kid, now you're going to sacrifice the rest of your life, and maybe even half of Nanchu."

"How do you feel now? How do you feel?"

He licked his teeth, his eyes like the vertical pupils of a cold-blooded animal, staring at Leng Ruthless's expression, trying to find pain and regret in her expression to gain pleasure.

The fire in the cabin flickered for a second, like a hurricane passing through, and then the flames were extinguished for about five seconds.

No one knew what happened in the cabin. When the tinder reignited the light, the two people's positions were swapped.

Blood oozed from the corner of Leng Wuqing's mouth.

Yuwen Jie was half-squatting and moving his wrist, on which there was a tooth mark.

"Tsk..." He was slightly shocked: "You said you were of high status, but you were so capable of biting your tongue and committing suicide."

"For the next three hours, you will be paralyzed and unable to move. If I wasn't afraid of turning you dumb and stupid, I would have given you a stronger poison."

He noticed Leng Wuqing's gaze and was about to leave the cabin, but he paused, turned back and sat down again.

"Let me tell you some good news."

"It's raining heavily now, so this ship will probably be delayed for a while, but it should arrive at the ferry by tomorrow evening at the latest. And the young master of the Jiang family is rushing to the ferry where this ship is scheduled to arrive."

After hearing these words, a ripple appeared in the depths of Leng Wuqing's eyes, and the ripple quickly formed into a wave, which revitalized her originally depressed and desperate mood.

She did not show any surprise because she knew it was a trap. Her eyes were fixed on Yuwen Jie, but she could not speak because she was poisoned.

Ye Bushou continued calmly, "Of course, I won't allow him to reach the ferry alive."

"We have sent elite troops to ambush on the necessary route."

"At the same time, we also hired some demons at a high price to intercept and kill them."

As Yuwen Jie spoke, his eyes and brows shrouded in shadows looked like poisoned daggers.

"If he was fast enough, he should have reached Broken Soul Gorge by now."

He extended his thumb and pressed it against his neck. From his neck to his shoulder, there was an unhealed wound, oozing blood in a winding pattern like a crawling centipede. "Actually, I really hope he can make it here alive. That way, I'll have a chance for revenge."

"How about a bet, Leng Wuqing?"

"Let's bet on whether he can make it to the ferry alive before tomorrow evening!"

Leng Wuqing still couldn't speak, but he lowered his eyelids slightly, revealing a slightly tired look.

Yuwen Jie walked out of the cabin, put on a straw raincoat, and sat at the bow.

Now he could finally take a break and no longer have to keep an eye on her all the time in case she suddenly committed suicide.

Once people have hope, they will be reluctant to die.

Even if this hope is extremely slim, it is better than complete despair.

But Yuwen Jie actually lied.

His condition is not good either.

Bai Xuan's sword had left him with injuries. The meridians in his body were damaged by the sword energy, and he didn't dare to use his internal energy easily, especially his left hand, which was almost numb.

So, he didn't really hope that Bai Xuan could reach the ferry alive.

Revenge and such are just talk.

With wealth and glory within his reach, he only wanted to return to the Northern Dynasty as soon as possible. He also had to return to the Snake King Valley as soon as possible, otherwise his soul would be slowly devoured.

His fingers tugged at the collar, and it felt as if a golden-scaled python was wrapped around his neck, slowly tightening.

……

Soul-breaking Gorge.

It's a natural ambush site.

Bai Xuan had already realized before entering it that his military training gained over the years was not to be underestimated.

Historically, this place was a strategically located place that must be defended by military strategists. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack and could be called Gao Huan's Happy City.

If two armies were facing each other, if I were here, I would only need 800 soldiers to easily stop an army of tens of thousands.

But that was hundreds of years ago.

The terrain of Broken Soul Gorge has completely changed. It is no longer possible to station a large-scale army, and even marching is impossible. It has been abandoned as a military stronghold.

But it remains an extremely suitable place for small-scale ambushes.

In fact, he also wanted to take a detour. He would rather be assassinated three or four times by the gangsters on the road than face the brutal beating in such an environment.

But there is no choice. The straight line between two points is the shortest, and this route is the fastest shortcut.

But once you step in, you will be in danger of death.

"Fortunately, I'm not completely unprepared."

Bai Xuan was wearing a set of bronze armor, with five javelins stuck on his back, a bow in his left hand, and a quiver placed on the left side of his horse's belly.

These equipments were dropped by the gangsters who came to kill him. Except for the first one, the poison of the soul-catching old man, which was really useless, all the equipments given by others were collected.

The gold belt for murder and arson.

This is how you get rich in ancient wars. You start with a sword and have to pick up all your equipment.

He did not ride his horse into the Broken Soul Gorge because the terrain here was not suitable for riding. Even if he was an excellent rider, it would be safest to dismount and walk.

He patted Huoyunma's neck and said, "Wait here for a while. I'll come pick you up after I'm done. If I'm not back by daybreak, you'll go back on your own. Got it?"

The Fire Cloud Horse snorted, as if it understood.

Bai Xuan thought it understood.

Then he walked straight into the Broken Soul Gorge. This road was not long, only two kilometers.

However, most of the roads have been destroyed, leaving only a plank road. This plank road should be the remnant of the fortifications left over from many years ago. Iron chains are embedded in the walls, which make a tinkling sound when blown by the strong wind at night.

Halfway through the journey, Bai Xuan heard a horn.

The sound came from above.

Bai Xuan held the longbow and searched for the sound when he saw the entire rock wall of Broken Soul Gorge wriggling. The dark green moss that had been deposited for hundreds of years suddenly exploded, revealing the scarlet veins under the rock shell, and the ignited high explosives were burning the mountain wall.

"Fuck-!"

The word "national quintessence" came out of his mouth.

A violent roar resounded throughout the Soul-Breaking Gorge, and the entire mountain road turned into a dice being shaken in a giant bronze tripod. The iron chains on both sides of the plank road were blown away by the air waves and made a buzzing sound like the breaking of chimes.

Bai Xuan was trying to regain the feeling of being Bai Wuji the previous second, but the next moment he immediately felt the difference. There was no such ambush in the grasslands and deserts. At least the barbarians of that era did not use flammable and explosive materials at all.

My lord, times have changed.

Rocks rolled down from above, and a second wave of explosions followed. Orange-red tongues of fire gushed out from the cracks in the rocks. The rocks they licked quickly melted into a glass-like slurry, as if the mountain god had torn open his chest and poured out his hot bone marrow into the world.

The vibration lasted for several minutes before it stopped.

While waiting, when the dust had not yet completely settled, torches lit up in the darkness, and fifty cavalrymen drew their scimitars at the same time. The cold light reflected from the blades was like the slowly opening compound eyes of a giant beast. They were dressed like horse bandits, but from the horses they sat on, it could be seen that they were military horses.

And there were also thirty crossbowmen appearing on the top of the cliff... Their position was not difficult to detect. The explosion just now was too fierce and had blown away all the cover. It was almost obvious.

Bai Xuan subconsciously took a step back, and the crisp sound of rotten wood breaking was heard under his feet.

Looking back, I found that the original retreat route no longer existed. Rocks filled the entrance of the plank road, indicating that the trap was closing.

The only way forward is to move forward.

The cavalry suddenly shouted in standard Southern Dynasty Mandarin: "Men, kill him!"

Performing a full performance is called professionalism.

But by speaking this, he also exposed his own position.

He drew the bow and drew the long arrow, and the string vibrated like tearing silk.

"middle--!"

The first dead person appeared.

Is there any general in this world who can’t use a bow?
The commander dared to stand within the range, he was really courting death.

The Northern Dynasty cavalry disguised as bandits were furious, and one of their horses broke through the formation and launched a surprise attack - the terrain here did not allow for a large-scale cavalry charge.

The cavalryman who came along the plank road raised his spear and stabbed it fiercely at Bai Xuan's eyebrows. This cavalryman was a real warrior and an elite soldier who had been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years, so he was sent to the Southern Dynasty to lurk.

But he miscalculated one thing, Bai Xuan didn't use the sword at all this time.

At the moment the weapon collided with the long spear, Bai Xuan jumped up by stepping on the rock wall. When the cavalry realized that something was wrong, the spear in his hand had already deviated from its trajectory. He tried to jump over the horse to create distance, but was caught up by the thrown javelin. The tip of the spear penetrated the gap in the visor, bringing out a string of blood beads stained with brain matter.

Guns are battlefield weapons, meant to be used and discarded at will.

Bai Xuan directly jumped onto the back of the warhorse. More than 30 archers changed direction at the same time. Rockets formed a fire net on the plank road, and the rotten wooden boards curled up in the flames.

As he rode his horse into the thick smoke, the entire plank road began to tilt. The six cavalrymen in front of him rushed directly towards him, occupying the advantage of attacking from above, and the impact force was even greater.

The death wheel composed of scimitars came towards him. Bai Xuan picked up the long sword and stabbed it into the cavalryman who arrived first, lifting the opponent high up. Then he decisively let go to avoid the flashing swords from the left and right. When the second scimitar brushed past his neck, he grabbed the cavalryman's wolfskin cloak and swung the opponent into a meat shield to block the slashing blows and cold arrows from behind.

The plank road was breaking apart at an increasing rate. When Bai Xuan stepped on the fourth corpse and leaped towards the ledge ahead, the entire section of the plank road fell into the crack of the ground like a severed centipede, carrying the people and horses who were not yet dead.

The crazy killing on the battlefield has begun and will not stop until one side is completely buried.

The archers threw down kerosene and ignited a raging fire. The flames danced wildly on the mountain path, as if the hot blood of the mountain god was flowing.

A black shadow suddenly jumped out of the sea of fire, and the posture of two broken guns tearing through the thick smoke looked very much like the legendary blue dragon burning the sea.

Amidst everyone's horrified gazes, the young man stepped into the crowd with a hint of embers' breath.

All the cavalrymen were buried, and after breaking the last lance, he finally drew out the famous sword.

The sword tassel was still dripping with blood from the Broken Soul Gorge, creating tiny ripples in the accumulated water.

He probably didn't even realize that he was still smiling. Perhaps it was because he hadn't felt such a pure battlefield atmosphere for a long time. At this moment, Bai Xuan was a little immersed in it, so much so that he forgot to manage his expression and control himself. His smile became more and more innocent, like a child who finally got his favorite game console after studying hard for a semester.

Fighting is fun!

Until there were no more human figures standing around, Bai Xuan drew his sword and looked around, only to find that there was no target to chop.

Only then did he slowly come to his senses and slap his head lightly.

"Oh my, I really am..."

"You actually forgot to leave someone alive to question."

At this time, there was a noise not far away.

One of the crossbowmen who was still alive tried to get up.

Bai Xuan heard the voice and looked over, his eyes quite surprised: "Oh, there are still survivors?"

The two looked at each other.

The atmosphere was not harmonious.

Facing the terrifying murderer's smiling gaze, the Northern Dynasty archer simply drew out his dagger and was about to commit suicide on the spot.

"Wait a moment!"

Bai Xuan threw something out to stop him.

Pfft——!
The flying sword hit the crossbowman on the forehead, and the latter was overjoyed in the convertible.

In order to prevent the other party from committing suicide, he killed the other party first... What a Russian rescue.

"Killing is easy!"

Bai Xuan wished he could transform into Teacher Luo and hit him a few times.

Now there is no one left alive.

Time was running out, so we simply searched these people and found that they didn't have any items on them. We couldn't get any useful information, so we had to leave Broken Soul Gorge.

More than a dozen good horses were found at the exit. It was obvious that the Fire Cloud Horse could not be brought here, so these horses just solved the urgent problem.

You can swap between multiple horses, and when one dies, you can swap for another.

You can stand up and pedal other people’s bicycles, so don’t worry.

……

About two hours later.

At dawn.

The Fire Cloud Horse stood by the roadside, circling restlessly, its hooves stamping the ground, like an anxious child.

At this time, a figure also arrived at the Broken Soul Gorge.

When Huoyun Horse saw the person coming, it immediately came over and rubbed against the other person affectionately.

"Are you a little late?"

……

On a lone boat on the river.

"what?"