The God of War Who Protects the Nation: Starting with Saving a Mother and Daughter in Distress

Faced with the rampaging Qin An, an intense fear of death completely enveloped the hearts of Zhang Yu and the other two.

All previous thoughts of showing off vanished, leaving only an extreme will to survive.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Lin Bao dared not linger in the battle any longer. He roared and turned to ride back, trying to escape the battle and flee back to the city.

Zhang Yu and Yang Qing had already been considering retreating, and upon hearing this, they felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and almost simultaneously turned their horses around.

The three no longer had any intention of joining forces to defend against the enemy; they only focused on urging their horses to gallop wildly and fleeing in panic toward the gates of Qishan City.

The three men galloped at full speed, their horses at full power, their only goal being to escape Qin An's killing range as quickly as possible.

Watching the three figures flee in panic, Qin An's eyes flashed with a cold light, his killing intent still burning.

"You attacked and injured someone, and you think you can just walk away? Did you even ask me first?!"

Qin An shouted coldly and angrily, ceasing his pursuit and fighting.

He knew that one should not pursue a desperate enemy, and that he himself was wounded and still poisoned, so it was not advisable to engage in close combat.

He immediately reached out with his left hand, took the longbow hanging on the horse's back, and hooked three iron arrows with his fingertips. The movement was smooth and fluid, done in one go.

Before joining the army, archery was his livelihood, and with the experience gained on the battlefield, Qin An's archery skills were already superb.

He held the bow in one hand, stood sideways on the horse's back, enduring the pain in his shoulder, his eyes fixed on the three fleeing people, his arm as steady as a rock, without the slightest sway.

The bowstring was instantly drawn taut, as full as the moon!

"Buzz!"

The trembling bowstrings rang out, and three iron arrows shot out in a triangular formation, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, swiftly heading towards the backs of the three men!

The three fleeing individuals were already in a state of panic, focused solely on escaping at full speed, and had no time to look back and be wary of any potential danger from behind.

Three sharp arrows arrived in an instant!

Zhang Yu, who was at the very front, was the fastest and the most relaxed, completely letting his guard down.

The cold arrow pierced through the sandstorm and struck him squarely in the back!

"puff!"

Blood gushed out, staining his armor crimson.

Zhang Yu's body stiffened abruptly, his fleeing figure abruptly stopped, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, the life force in his eyes rapidly fading away.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream before his body tumbled heavily off his horse, crashing onto the yellow sand battlefield. He convulsed twice before finally dying.

The second arrow, which followed closely, landed precisely on Yang Qing's left thigh.

"what!"

A piercing scream suddenly rang out.

The sharp arrowhead pierced through the skin and flesh, embedding itself deep in the bone.

A sharp pain instantly swept through Yang Qing's body, causing him to shudder violently and his warhorse to bolt in fright.

Blood gushed from his wound, and he was in excruciating pain. He swayed precariously and could only cling to the horse's back, desperately trying to escape. His left leg had completely lost most of its strength, and he had no power left to fight.

The last arrow was barely dodged by Lin Bao, who, with his last bit of alertness, sidestepped and grazed his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood. It was a close call.

In a split second, one was dead, one was injured, and the remaining person fled in panic.

Wang Bo, standing on the city wall, witnessed this horrific scene. His pupils constricted, his mind was shaken, and his face turned ashen.

Zhang Yu was killed in battle, Yang Qing was seriously wounded, and only Lin Bao was left to flee in a sorry state.

The loss of two of the three generals in an instant, such a tragic price, completely shattered the rebels' psychological defenses.

Qin An remained stationed beneath the city walls, his bow undrawn, his halberd blade gleaming with frost, exuding a chilling killing intent, ready to strike again and claim lives at any moment.

Wang Bo knew he couldn't wait any longer!

If Qin An were allowed to remain outside the city, he alone could intimidate the entire army and crush their morale.

Moreover, Yang Qing was still seriously injured and could be killed by Qin An's arrow at any moment.

"All troops, launch an attack! Rescue the people and bring them back to the city!"

Wang Bo gritted his teeth and roared, then swung the command flag down fiercely.

Rumble—!

The heavy city gates of Qishan City were completely opened.

Thousands of elite rebel cavalry and infantry, fully equipped and ready for battle, poured out, forming a dense, dark mass as they swarmed out of the city and charged straight into the battlefield.

At this moment, Qin An's condition had already plummeted to its lowest point.

The poison wound on his shoulder worsened, and the numbness spread along his arm to half of his body.

My fingertips were starting to feel slightly numb, and my left hand, which was holding the bow, was gradually losing its grip.

His blood and qi were violently turbulent due to the forced suppression of toxins and the violent fighting, his wounds were bleeding profusely, his armor was already soaked in blood, and his physical strength was greatly depleted.

He stood alone in the center of the battlefield, with only a few hundred government cavalrymen behind him.

The enemy sent out thousands of troops, a disparity in strength. Although our morale was high, we were outnumbered.

If one insists on fighting to the death, one may be able to kill several more enemies and severely damage the rebel army, but one's own combat strength will continue to decline due to injuries and poisoning. Once surrounded by the enemy, one is very likely to be in danger, and may even cause the loss of one's own soldiers.

Qin An's gaze was heavy as he swept over the surging rebel army, then glanced at Lin Bao, who had fled into the enemy ranks to save his life, and the seriously injured Yang Qing. His eyes were filled with resentment and regret.

He was just a moment away from killing all three of them and completely crushing the fighting strength of Qishan City's generals.

Unfortunately, he was wounded by a sneak attack, and the enemy's main force rushed to his aid. He lost both the advantage of timing and terrain, and continuing to fight would only result in more losses than gains.

"withdraw!"

After a brief deliberation, Qin An made a decisive decision and issued a single military order in a deep voice.

His voice was calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.

Upon hearing the sound, the hundreds of government cavalry under his command immediately restrained their fighting spirit, reined in their horses in an orderly manner, and retreated without the slightest chaos.

Qin An gave the densely packed rebel army formation a final, cold glance. He then placed his halberd back on his horse, took his longbow, turned his horse around, and led his soldiers in an orderly retreat from the battlefield.

The wind howled, whipping his blood-stained armor, yet his back remained upright. Even wounded and forced to retreat, he still exuded a chilling aura that overwhelmed the entire scene, deterring the thousands of rebels who had pursued him outside the city from giving chase.

Wang Bo stood at the front of the army formation, watching Qin An's calm retreat, filled with fear, and dared not order a pursuit for a long time.

……

Upon returning to the military camp, the army doctor immediately began treating Qin An's wounds.

After examining him, the military doctor frowned and said, "Captain, your wound isn't too serious, but the toxins attached to it will take some time to heal. You'll probably need to rest and recuperate."

Upon hearing this, everyone around breathed a sigh of relief.

Nowadays, Qin An can be said to be a god in the hearts of all of them, and the spiritual pillar of this team.

If anything were to happen to Qin An, the consequences would be unimaginable.

While treating Qin An's wounds, the military doctor couldn't help but sigh, "Luckily, it was just some numbing poison, otherwise it would have been dangerous."

Listening to the army doctor's words, Qin An felt a little scared and couldn't help but reflect on his actions.

He realized that as his strength grew, he had indeed become a little arrogant.

"I've never done anything like this before, deliberately putting myself in danger."

"On the battlefield, any negligence can be fatal. Zhang Yu's poisoned dart served as a vivid lesson."

After reflecting on his actions, Qin An did not try to be assertive again.

For the next period of time, he rested and recuperated in the military camp, waiting for the main force to arrive and join him!