Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

night.

The wind on the Gobi Desert whips at your face, cold and painful.

Three thousand figures with white cloth wrapped around their arms marched silently in this boundless darkness.

They were like a group of ghosts who had crawled out of their graves, seeking final justice in the human world.

In the center of the procession, a simple horse-drawn carriage moved forward, bumping along.

The fire of revenge burned in everyone's heart, but it could not warm the biting cold night.

Their only thought was to use these three thousand worthless lives to create a bloodbath in Zhenbei City.

Just then, a veteran ran over from the back of the column.

"Commander Meng! Something's happened! Someone's charging towards us from behind!"

Meng Hu grabbed him and helped him up. "How many people?"

"one!"

"one?"

In the dead of night, in the desolate wilderness, how dare one person charge into their formation of three thousand?

Is he crazy or stupid?

Meng Hu frowned.

However, before he could think it through, the dark figure had already entered their field of vision.

The newcomer was dressed entirely in black, blending almost seamlessly into the night.

His speed was unbelievable, like a ghost flying close to the ground.

Meng Hu's pupils suddenly contracted.

That speed, that direction...

"Protect the lady! Formation!!"

With a loud shout, the surrounding veterans reacted instantly.

Dozens of shields immediately surrounded the carriage, and long swords were drawn and aimed at the dark figure.

However, it didn't work.

The dark figure showed no sign of slowing down.

Like a cannonball, it smashed through the two veterans who tried to stop it.

Before the formation could be fully assembled, he plunged headfirst into the carriage at the very center of the group.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud came from the carriage.

"ah--!"

After a brief gasp, there was silence inside the carriage.

Finished!

It was too fast! From the moment that person appeared to the moment he crashed into the carriage, it was only a few breaths!

Meng Hu and the veterans around him were stunned into standing still by the man's speed.

Just as everyone was thinking about how to force the people inside out, the carriage curtain was suddenly ripped open.

A young man who didn't look like him came out.

He wrapped one arm around Chu Mengyao's neck and half-embraced, half-carried her out of the carriage.

Chu Mengyao was dressed in plain white mourning clothes, with a white silk ribbon wrapped around her forehead.

That breathtakingly beautiful face was filled with weariness and numbness, a numbness as still as stagnant water.

Father died, elder brother died, and thirty thousand comrades were reduced to ashes.

She was someone who was destined to die.

Now, being kidnapped by some random guy halfway through the journey, I feel no emotion whatsoever.

It was as if nothing in this world could move her anymore.

"Let her go!!"

"You bastard! What do you think you're doing?!"

Countless weapons were pointed at Lin Mo, and three thousand pairs of bloodshot eyes were spitting fire.

Meng Hu suppressed the urge to tear the other person to pieces, and his voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Friend, let's talk this out, don't hurt her."

Lin Mo smiled.

"Don't worry, professional players never harm innocent... hostages."

He looked at Chu Mengyao in his arms.

Wow, look at her face and figure.

Even with her face streaked with tears and dressed in plain clothes, she couldn't hide her ethereal beauty, which exuded a sense of brokenness.

What a pity, such a nice girl, getting into this mess.

Chu Mengyao seemed completely oblivious to the arm resting on her neck.

She simply raised her empty eyes and calmly looked at the man who had suddenly intruded into her path to death.

"Who are you?"

Her voice was cold and devoid of emotion, as if she were not the one being held hostage.

"The one who saved you."

Lin Mo tilted his head slightly, his lips almost touching Chu Mengyao's earlobe, his warm breath brushing against her skin.

It was an extremely offensive distance, carrying a flippant sense of control.

Lin Mo could feel the body in his arms stiffen for a moment, but that was all.

That's impressive mental fortitude.

Chu Mengyao's expression remained unchanged, only puzzled.

save?

How to save them?

Why save them?

Why would someone who is determined to die need to save her?

Why...?

Chu Mengyao wanted to ask more, but a sudden pain shot through the back of her neck, and then everything went black before her eyes, and she completely lost consciousness.

Lin Mo withdrew his hand and then scooped up the limp Chu Mengyao in his arms.

The whole process was so smooth and fast that Meng Hu and the veterans didn't even have time to react.

By the time they came to their senses, Lin Mo was already carrying the person, and like a nimble black cat, he was about to dart out of the encirclement in a few leaps.

"May I borrow your young lady for a moment?"

"Hold!"

Meng Hu finally snapped, letting out a deafening roar.

"Stop him!!"

The veterans, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly gave chase.

But Lin Mo's movements were too unpredictable; he swayed and jumped around, making it impossible to surround him.

"You little brat! You stop right there!"

Meng Hu was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He jumped onto his horse and galloped away while cursing loudly.

"Don't let me catch you, you little brat! I'll tear you apart, bone by bone, and burn you for firewood!!"

"Quickly! Rescue the young lady no matter what!"

The old general and the young general are gone. If they can't even protect Yao'er, these three thousand old bones won't be able to close their eyes in peace even after they die!

I wouldn't even have the face to see the old general after I've passed away!

Lin Mo carried Chu Mengyao as he ran ahead, his speed unconsciously slowing down.

It's not that I'm physically exhausted.

The main thing is that he needs to control his speed to make sure that the group of old people behind him can keep up.

He adjusted his speed, always maintaining a delicate distance from the pursuers behind him.

A distance that they could barely keep up with, yet could never truly catch up with.

"Commander Meng! Something's wrong!"

An old soldier, panting heavily from running, noticed something amiss.

"This kid's trying to lure us in! Where is he leading us?!"

"This is a trap!"

"I fucking know!"

Meng Hu launched into a tirade of curses.

He was certainly aware of it, but did he have a choice?

No.

The last bloodline of the Chu family is in their hands. Let alone a trap, even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, they will still plunge in headfirst!

"You fucking stick close! If you can't run, roll! Whoever gets lost can slit their own throat!"

Meng Hu's roar echoed in the night wind.

At this moment, the three thousand veterans had completely forgotten about going to Zhenbei City to die.

To hell with Zhenbei City!

Screw Yuwen Biao!

Rescuing the young lady is the top priority now!

Chase!

We'll catch them, even if it kills us!

And so, a strange scene unfolded on the Gobi Desert under the cover of night.

A man in black was carrying a beautiful woman in white, and they were running slowly ahead of each other.

Behind them, three thousand armored veterans chased after them frantically, panting heavily.

He was still muttering curses under his breath.

"Holy crap! How come that son of a bitch is running so fast! Is he on drugs?"

"Oh dear, my old bones... they're about to fall apart... Old Zhang, give me a hand!"

"Damn it... huff... huff... is this bastard's legs made of iron? My lungs are about to explode!"

Lin Mo led the angry veterans to the towering black wall.

Meng Hu looked up at the familiar yet utterly unfamiliar city wall, and his heart sank.

Iron Wall Pass?

Is this kid one of Lin Mo's men? That so-called "rebel"?

However, when they ran up breathlessly and saw what was in front of them, everyone was stunned.

The enormous city gate of Tiebi Pass was wide open at this moment.

On either side of the city gate, two rows of soldiers in black armor stood solemnly, holding torches, illuminating the entire entrance as bright as day.

The man in black who had kidnapped Chu Mengyao had vanished.

Standing in front of the city gate was a beautiful woman dressed in red.

She stood tall and straight, with a beautiful face, but her expression was extremely solemn.

In the bright firelight, she looked at the three thousand old soldiers with white armbands before her, her eyes showing no contempt.

"Qin Ruxue, welcome all generals to enter the pass and rest."