Chapter 11

Yang Hongyue's facial expression shifted unpredictably; the fact is exactly as Shen Tianxing said, and the price paid is enormous. If there were another way, she wouldn't do this. What's more puzzling is how Shen Tianxing guessed it—could the enemy army also have guessed it?

Do you realize that just with what you're saying now, this general can charge you with a death penalty that no one can save you from? Don't think that because I'm wounded I can't kill you.

General Yang is joking; I dare say this because I'm certain General Yang won't take my life. As the saying goes, a defeated army collapses like a mountain. If this time Humen was truly breached due to spies...

That is to say, neither General Yang nor anyone else could possibly carry out an orderly, calm retreat, even if they had rehearsed it before; they couldn't do it as they are doing now.

Shen Tianxing actually wasn't entirely sure either, but Yang Hongyue's performance has already proven he guessed correctly.

So blatant—you must have enough confidence, otherwise you're just certain I really won't kill you. If you truly think that, you're dead wrong. To ensure the plan is flawless, this general can only take your life.

Before Yang Hongyue's words even finished, she turned, first striking with her left palm at Shen Tianxing, while her right hand, already gripping the spear, was ready to thrust it out the moment she slapped him away.

Shen Tianxing was even faster than Yang Hongyue; at the moment before she turned, he leapt up, performed several consecutive backward somersaults, landed steadily, drew his blade, and faced off against Yang Hongyue, who had failed to land her strike.

It seems I overestimated General Yang; this really looks like killing to silence. General Yang, don't forget—This One previously fought desperately, wishing you would break out of the encirclement.

Although others also contributed, it was This One who opened the gap—just because I guessed the general's plan, the general wants my life; isn't that too ruthless?

Shen Tianxing grinned sheepishly; he definitely couldn't win in a fight, unless he wasted a Zongshi Peak experience card, but that doesn't mean he can't run—Wind Thunder Nine Turns can double his speed in a short time.

Now his Wind Thunder Nine Turns is Skilled, allowing a threefold increase—just over 800 Suodu. Drinking a sip of Snow Sprite raises it to over 1600 Suodu, letting him vanish without a trace within fifteen minutes.

Of course, the cooldown for Wind Thunder Nine Turns requires one hour. If he can't run in a short time, he could indeed be caught—though even if Yang Hongyue's sweat-blood steed is formidable, its stamina is now limited, so it basically can't catch him.

Do you think this general is that petty? Killing you isn't for just this one reason—you're genuinely too suspicious, appearing as a New Soldier and leaping from Third or Fourth Rank strength all the way to sixth rank.

This general doesn't believe heaven would favor you so much, sending you to help me carry out this plan and break out of the encirclement together; it's merely that this general wants to take you to a deserted place, expose your conspiracy, and kill you to eliminate future trouble.

Yang Hongyu spoke with such certainty that those unaware really thought he had already decided to take Shen Tianxing's life; fortunately, Shen Tianxing's modern mindset is still quite useful.

General, your words are mistaken. As a New Soldier, I have sufficient martial strength to break out of the encirclement on the battlefield; I certainly wouldn't come out swaggering. I must advance step by step, clashing, and only reveal greater strength when facing a stronger opponent.

If I had gone all out from the start, wouldn't I have become everyone's target? Only by progressing gradually, unexpectedly reaching the general's presence, could I secretly aid the general in breaking out of the encirclement.

Now I have done it, helping the general break out unharmed; yet the general turns hostile, denies knowing me, and uses this as an excuse to kill me—how can people be so distrustful of each other?

Shen Tianxing argued fervently, yet one couldn't say he had no reason; Yang Hongyue, for a moment, also found no way to refute him.

Yang Hongyue furrowed her brows tightly and did not continue attacking—not because Shen Tianxing's words swayed her, but because she is now exhausted, and the wound on her arm is still oozing blood, making it utterly impossible for her to kill Shen Tianxing.

You're silver-tongued; this general will tentatively believe you. Once we reach An City, this general will investigate the matter personally. If you truly are a spy who sneaked in, this general will see to it that you die without a burial place.

Yang Hongyue was still speaking sharply a second ago, but the next second she fainted and fell from her horse. Fortunately, Shen Tianxing's Suodu was enough; he rushed over and caught her in his arms.

The pungent smell of blood could not mask the faint natural fragrance emanating from Yang Hongyue's body; though there seemed to be bloodstains on her face, it still could not conceal her delicate features.

You, a lovely lady, why become a general? Looking at you like this, don't I still need to come rescue you?

Holding Yang Hongyue, Shen Tianxing placed her on the horse's back, then took out a Small Return Pill from the System Package—this is the only healing medicine he currently has.

Small Return Pill, a top-tier healing medicine; after consumption, it can restore all bodily injuries within an hour—even if only a breath remains, it can still recover!

Seeing the efficacy of the Small Return Pill, Shen Tianxing suddenly felt reluctant to part with it—this thing is truly a life-saving divine elixir; this bottle alone is worth ten lives. Even if he has the Invincible Three Seconds skill, which might not be needed, he still feels somewhat reluctant.

Consider yourself lucky—who let me be someone who cherishes fragrance and jade?

He muttered a sentence, yet Shen Tianxing still poured out a Small Return Pill and shoved it into Yang Hongyue's mouth, originally thinking that if she couldn't swallow it, he could still take advantage; but she ended up swallowing it instinctively.

Not giving me any chance at all—fine, anyway I still have a wife waiting for me at home; first I'll send you to An City.

Shen Tianxing muttered to himself, he's certainly not a paragon of virtue, nor is he a ruffian; he simply seizes any opportunity that arises.

After all, in ancient times one certainly wanted a beautiful wife and lovely concubines—not necessarily dozens or hundreds of wives, but at least three wives and four concubines, right? Yang Hongyue's appearance fits Shen Tianxing's standards perfectly.

Fortunately, Yang Hongyue instinctively swallowed the Small Return Pill; otherwise, Shen Tianxing, having found an opportunity, would surely get beaten—because after taking the Small Return Pill, Yang Hongyue had actually already awakened.

She was simply too exhausted, and intended to use the moment of unconsciousness to probe Shen Tianxing, to see if he had any improper behavior or thoughts.

You carry the burden, I lead the horse, greeting the sunrise, seeing off the sunset......

Shen Tianxing led the horse, bringing Yang Hongyue toward An City, and incidentally began singing a classic song—soft voice, gentle music, which gradually lulled Yang Hongyue to sleep.

However, just as Yang Hongyu was dozing off in a haze, suddenly she heard shouts of killing coming from behind.

Brothers, we've found her—Yang Hongyue is right ahead; follow me and kill, capture Yang Hongyue alive!

Yang Hongyue heard it, and Shen Tianxing naturally heard it clearly as well; he gripped the Dragon-Slaying Saber in one hand and held the horse's reins in the other, addressing Yang Hongyue, who had opened her eyes but had not yet moved.

General Yang, once you're awake, sit tight—we need to escape for our lives!