Whale Falls and Becomes a God

Chapter 180 The Death of Nanyang
Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war!
Wu Yunzhao was, after all, from a military family, so he was not so fragile, nor was he someone who could not accept defeat.

Whether it was the catastrophe at the Wu family mansion or the battle of Nanyang, both events had a tremendous impact on Wu Yunzhao's mind and served as a baptism, making his will more firm and rational.

Wu Yunzhao's decision to abandon the main force and rescue Wu Tianxi on the west side was not heartless, but rather the best response he could think of in a rational way!
However, Prince Jingwu Xiao Ying was right in one sentence, which dealt a huge blow to Wu Yunzhao. One by one, people around him, such as the Wu family, Nanyang Pass, Nanyang Iron Cavalry, and even Yan Bo, Xiong Kuohai, etc., left. Even his last and only relative... Wu Tianxi might die because of him.

This is something Wu Yunzhao simply cannot accept!

"Cousin..."

Wu Tianxi sensed Wu Yunzhao's despondency and anxiously called out, then quickly added:
"The Phoenix Army is almost here! We'll rescue Brother Xiong Kuohai together then!"

"That's too late……"

Wu Yunzhao shook his head, muttering with a complex tone, then turned to the east and sighed, "Prince Jingwu is waiting for me over there... With his status and prestige, he always keeps his word! This is... a calculated scheme!!!"

"mean!"

Recalling what Prince Jingwu had said before leaving, Wu Tianxi opened his mouth but remained silent. Finally, unable to refute, he angrily shouted, gripping his double halberds tightly! Very tightly! Very tightly! A strong impulse surged within him, yet he restrained himself with a sliver of reason.

"Fate is hard to defy! Perhaps this is my destiny. Heaven has bestowed upon me unparalleled talent and ability, and in return, deprived others... of it! I don't believe in fate, but this is life..."

Wu Yunzhao looked up at the sky and sighed, clearly unwilling, yet filled with helplessness and powerlessness.

In terms of combat strength and record, Wu Yunzhao considers himself to be the best in the world; as for his record, he has only been defeated twice... and now it's been three times.

Apart from Yuwen Chengdu, Wu Yunzhao did not consider himself inferior to Jingwu King, Wushuang Phoenix, or anyone else, but a defeat is a defeat.

What else could it be but fate, if not a fault of not fighting?!

Defeat is defeat, but the price of defeat is the complete departure of those close to him. Now he is all alone, and Wu Yunzhao cannot accept this!

"Cousin!"

Seeing that Wu Yunzhao was somewhat possessed by demons, Wu Tianxi anxiously shouted, his voice as loud as a thunderclap, then softened, and said in a fearful, worried, and pleading tone:

"What bullshit destiny! Isn't that how it is on the battlefield? Life and death, victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. A temporary victory or defeat means nothing. We still have a chance. The Wu family is still waiting for your exoneration and glory!!!"

"Rehabilitate... Glory..."

A glimmer of light appeared in Wu Yunzhao's ashen eyes, and he smiled with relief as he looked at Wu Tianxi and said:

"The Wu family... is counting on you! Let's go!"

Wu Tianxi was furious, but he wasn't good with words. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and shouted angrily, "Cousin... wake up!"

"Go! Take Tuoluo Village and those who believe in and support you with you! If you don't leave... I'll die in front of you..."

Wu Yunzhao didn't want to say more, nor did he know what else to say. He placed his hand on the sword at his waist, his expression serious, his eyes sharp as he stared directly at Wu Tianxi and said in a deep voice.

Wu Yunzhao rarely drew his sword, and there was little opportunity to force him to draw it. It was a famous sword in the world... the Qinggang Sword, which had a long history and could cut through iron like mud.

"Okay! I'm leaving!"

Wu Tianxi's face paled. He glanced at the Tuoluo Village lads and the southern barbarian people who remained in the distance, gritted his teeth, and said, then quickly added:

"Don't be impulsive! We still have... a chance! At worst... we can surrender!"

Wu Tianxi was fostered in the Wu family when he was a child, and the two grew up together, so they naturally knew each other very well.

"Ok!"

Wu Yunzhao forced a reassuring smile and nodded emphatically, but inwardly he sighed:
"Too late! Perhaps, during the Battle of Eagle's Beak Gorge, it would have been better to heed Uncle Yan's advice and surrender. Now..."

"Don't be impulsive!"

Wu Tianxi, somewhat tongue-tied, reminded him again, then resolutely reined in his horse and turned, heading straight for the Tuoluo Village, the Southern Barbarians, and the others who were waiting for him in the distance!
Wu Yunzhao stood there, his face as purple as jade, his appearance like an immortal, or even a blood-red war god, silently watching Wu Tianxi lead the others away, away...

……

I do not know how long it has been!

Wu Yunzhao stood there, like a clay statue.

Wu Tianxi and the others from Tuoluo Village had long since disappeared. The first rays of dawn pierced through the blood-red hue that enveloped Chitai Mountain, a sight that was quite dazzling...

Perhaps it's because Chitai Mountain is inherently red, hence its name. Now, amidst the fierce battle at dawn, it appears even redder.

At this moment, Wu Yunzhao felt that the blood was even redder and the dawn even brighter. The red was calming, and the brightness was blinding!

"Snapped……"

Wu Yunzhao suddenly dismounted, landing with a soft thud. He then gently stroked the snow-white mane of the famous horse and mythical beast, Zhaoye Jade Lion, before finally patting its rump!

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk..."

The Jade Lion, shrieking and pacing uneasily, refused to leave as Wu Yunzhao had wished!

"A beast is a beast!"

Wu Yunzhao smiled bitterly and cursed, then kicked the horse's leg hard. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he stroked the reflective saddle and back, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang..." The Jade Lion remained motionless, pawing at the ground, and did not leave!

Wu Yunzhao shook his head and turned to look at Chitai Mountain...

The dawn light was still blinding...

Squinting at the blinding dawn, Wu Yunzhao, spear in hand and sword at his side, slowly walked toward Mount Chitai!
"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk..."

The Jade Lion followed for a few steps, but Wu Yunzhao turned his head and glared sharply, causing the Jade Lion to stop, neigh incessantly, and lower its head to nibble at the few remaining blades of grass on the ground...

"Step! Step! Step..."

The steps were not heavy, but they were quite clear and prominent as they stepped into the bright morning light!
"Enemy attack! Enemy..."

The Sui army, which was busy repairing the camp gates and camps and cleaning up the mess, was shocked when they saw Wu Yunzhao walking slowly towards them. The dense crowd was in chaos, with many people holding guns and knives, staring at them warily.

Ignoring the dense Sui army and the forest of sharp blades, Wu Yunzhao continued forward as if no one else was there...

The Sui army was in an uproar, and more and more people gathered, but no one took action and no military orders were given. What should they do?
A person’s name is like a tree’s shadow!
The image of the Marquis of Nanyang traversing the Sui army camp at dawn was still vivid in their minds. Before receiving the military order, countless Sui soldiers were indeed somewhat apprehensive and wary, and no one dared to attack rashly!
Wu Yunzhao did not take the initiative to attack. He still held his eighteen-foot-long silver serpent spear, with the Qinggang sword at his waist. He wore a phoenix-winged silver helmet, dragon-scale silver armor, and a white robe with a python pattern. He strolled slowly forward...

100 meters...

One mile...

Three miles...

Five Miles...

Chitai Mountain is not large. Wu Yunzhao walked slowly, but his pace was actually fast. From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, from the sunrise to the appearance of the red sun, it only took about the time it takes to burn an incense stick. It was not a long time!
Along the way, countless Sui soldiers stood ready, their swords and spears clashing, their sharp edges like a forest, making Wu Yunzhao feel as if he were walking alone through a jungle of steel...

Such a harmonious scene doesn't seem like someone going in alone, but rather like a welcoming procession!
Stand still...

Wu Yunzhao looked up and saw that the sun was warm and the light was not so glaring.

Prince Jingwu Xiao Ying, the peerless phoenix Dugu Feng, the young master of Shangliang Shen Lun and his sister, as well as the four maids, the twelve divine monks, the Jingwu Guards, and others, all gathered densely at the front...

The Purple-Faced Heavenly King Xiong Kuohai, along with a dozen or so burly and imposing bandits from the Taihang Mountains, were all bound hand and foot, their mouths gagged. Clearly, Xiong Kuohai and his men had not been peaceful before! "You've come? Have you thought it through?"

Seeing Wu Yunzhao return alone, Xiao Ying smiled excitedly and "greeted" him.

If one life can be exchanged for another, and if Xiao Ying can subdue Marquis Wu Yunzhao of Nanyang, and then further enhance Wu Yunzhao through "Star Soul Fusion", what level will Wu Yunzhao reach?
If we can't compare him to the legendary genius Li Yuanba, surely we can compare him to the great general Yuwen Chengdu of the Tianbao era?
Our side is finally about to have a truly mighty and legendary general who will be remembered throughout history!

"They didn't capture the Jianghuai Grand Commander? Did he escape ahead of time? Good..."

Wu Yunzhao glanced around indifferently, not seeing Du Fuwei or the Jianghuai twins, and nodded in response, seemingly unrelated to the question.

He paused, then looked calmly at Xiao Ying and said in a composed tone, "As you wish, release them, and I... will stay!"

"Great! That's awesome!"

Xiao Ying didn't mince words; she clapped her hands eagerly and responded with a broad smile.

It would be best if Wu Yunzhao could figure it out on his own. Pushing Wu Yunzhao too far would not benefit anyone. Even if they could gang up on him and kill him, the cost would be considerable.

More importantly, Xiao Ying wanted to subdue Wu Yunzhao and make him another shining banner for the Sui army, even more so than the "Peerless Phoenix"!
The Jingwu Guards, who were watching over Xiong Kuohai and the others, quickly released Xiong Kuohai and the people from Taihang Mountain.

This is not the time to haggle. Xiao Ying generously gave it all away. It was a great deal!

"Brother! What are you doing?"

Xiong Kuohai looked at Wu Yunzhao with a bewildered expression, his face burning with embarrassment as he asked, feeling deeply ashamed.

The situation is quite clear: Wu Yunzhao's decision to exchange himself for Xiong Kuohai and his group is completely unnecessary!
"You may leave now! I apologize for summoning you all..."

Wu Yunzhao smiled and nodded to Xiong Kuohai, then looked at the Taihang Mountain group and apologized repeatedly.

"Big brother! You... sigh..." Xiong Kuohai's dark face turned red and hot. He was tongue-tied and at a loss for words, feeling extremely ashamed and embarrassed to face anyone.

The people from Taihang Mountain expressed their gratitude and responded respectfully, returning the greetings repeatedly!

"Let's go, brother! Take care!"

Wu Yunzhao nodded nonchalantly and said with a smile. Seeing Xiong Kuohai still hesitating as if to say something, his face darkened and he said, "Let's go!"

"Hey……"

Xiong Kuohai was filled with shame. He sighed again, and, feeling too embarrassed to face anyone, covered his face, turned around, and left!

The people from Taihang Mountain were also filled with shame. They expressed their gratitude and bowed respectfully before turning to leave!

Wu Yunzhao nodded with a smile as he watched Xiong Kuohai and the others leave...

The journey was smooth; Prince Jingwu did not resort to any tricks, and the Sui army did not make any unnecessary moves. They simply watched Xiong Kuohai and his men descend the mountain and depart...

"Are you relieved now? I always keep my word. As long as you are willing to surrender, even if you two brothers become enemies in the future, I am not incapable of showing leniency!"

After Xiong Kuohai and the others left the military camp, Xiao Ying looked at Wu Yunzhao with burning eyes and great anticipation.

"If possible... I hope that Your Majesty... I hope that Prince Jingwu will one day keep Tianxi... Never mind..."

Wu Yunzhao looked at Xiao Ying with complicated eyes, hesitated for a moment before speaking, and then shook his head and sighed before finishing his sentence!

"..."

Xiao Ying and the others were somewhat bewildered, not understanding Wu Yunzhao's meaning for a moment.

I understood the words, but not the meaning. What's going on?!
"Today's...dawn is a bit blinding! But the light...is quite warm!"

Wu Yunzhao ignored Xiao Ying and the others, and had no intention of explaining. He simply looked up at the dazzling red sun and muttered to himself.

"..."

Xiao Ying and the others were dumbfounded again, their minds filled with question marks and black lines. Wu Yunzhao seemed a bit eccentric...

"Keng..."

The clear, resonant sound of a sword being drawn echoed and lingered...

This will be the final, unforgettable moment!

"don't want!!"

"stop!"

Xiao Ying and those who knew her feelings were shocked and cried out. Xiao Ying even swayed and stretched out her palm like a claw to grab out...

Under the warm, red sun, a flash of cold light appeared, and the bright red blood splattered, appearing particularly glaring and blinding...

"you……"

Xiao Ying managed to grab Wu Yunzhao's arm in time, but Wu Yunzhao's strength was no less than Xiao Ying's, and he couldn't "fix" him at all...

"I... I truly didn't intend to kill you, so why bother?!"

The large hand that was gripping his arm now supported Wu Yunzhao's body. Xiao Ying sighed, her mind a jumble of thoughts, unsure of her own feelings at that moment.

"Step! Step! Step..."

Just then, the rapid, hurried sound of iron hooves filled the air, and two figures, one in red and one in white, rushed into the Sui army camp like the wind and stormed up Chitai Mountain...

It was none other than the invincible Hun Tianxi, whose body was as strong as an iron tower, and the Purple-Faced Heavenly King Xiong Kuohai, who had just left and then returned...

Just two people!

There are two more horses...

The Jade Lion Shining at Night!
"Crunch! Crunch..."

Supported by Xiao Ying, Wu Yunzhao tried to say something, but blood gushed from his mouth, and he couldn't utter a word!

She glanced at the warm, blood-red sun, then turned to look at Wu Tianxi, who was rushing towards her at full speed. Her eyes were as bright as night stars, yet they couldn't hide the extreme exhaustion deep within them. She wanted to say something...

Complex eyes slowly closed, closed...

"Big brother?!?"

With a roar that echoed throughout Chitai Mountain, Wu Tianxi, propelled by the momentum of the Crimson Cloud Beast's charge, flew out like a giant black bear, pouncing on Xiao Ying, who was supporting Wu Yunzhao...

"Young master (watch out)!"

Even though the incident happened suddenly and many people were stunned, the four maids and some others shouted in time, but did not attack Wu Tianxi. Instead, they pulled Xiao Ying away!

Staggering to her feet, Xiao Ying looked at the burly figure holding Wu Yunzhao, feeling somewhat at a loss...

With Wu Yunzhao's strength, if he was determined to die, even a god couldn't save him. That lightning-fast sword strike aimed straight at his neck; no one could save him.
She wasn't exactly heartbroken, nor was she feeling any joy; Xiao Ying was just a little bewildered and incredulous!
The general, with his indomitable spirit, vanquished enemies and roamed the world, slaying all beauties

The crimson silk, though stained with the delicate snow of spring, is like a jade-slicing knife cutting through the evening sun in Nanyang.

Looking at Wu Tianxi, who was holding Wu Yunzhao and weeping, Xiao Ying inexplicably recalled these seemingly nonsensical poems...

Wu Yunzhao, the young and brilliant Marquis of Nanyang, is the son of the most loyal and filial of the nine princes who founded the Sui Dynasty and whose fame has been recorded in history.
陨！
(End of this chapter)