Chapter 153: Sacrificing oneself to save the son and break through

Not a single soldier or guard present took the initiative to attack. They were all waiting, waiting for Bai'e Hu to fall.

No one knew how crazy this person would be before he died, and no one was willing to let the opponent take two more people down with him.

The guard captain didn't step forward either, taking the opportunity to recover his stamina. That man holding the horse-chopping blade had some martial prowess; as long as the previous bandit leader fell, he doubted he could fight off four hands with two fists.

"What kind of nonsense is 'not having a good end'? Should those corrupt officials feast every night, while we can only become one of the starving corpses?"

Xiexiezi was still chatting with his father, without any of the tension of someone about to die.

"Haha! You brat, you wanted to be a chivalrous hero since you were young, but in the end, you became a mountain bandit because of me. Will you be very disappointed?"

Bai'e Hu didn't answer directly, instead recalling Xiexiezi's childhood.

Xiexiezi thrust the horse-chopping blade heavily into the soil, tore a strip of cloth from his clothes, and slowly wrapped it around his hand.

"Disappointed in you? No. I always thought that mountain bandits could also perform those deeds of robbing the rich to help the poor. On the contrary, I'm quite disappointed in the brothers below!"

"A mountain bandit is a mountain bandit; they will never be chivalrous heroes!"

Bai'e Hu knew Xiexiezi was talking about everyone entering the city to rape and kill. In fact, he didn't approve of this either. Since Xiexiezi's biological mother died, he had never remarried, which already proved his deep affection.

But he couldn't demand that all his brothers be like him, and he couldn't control their desires, which led to today's tragedy.

"What's the point of saying those things now?" Xiexiezi finished tying the cloth and gripped the horse-chopping blade again.

"Hehe! It's meaningful. I want to talk to you one last time as a father."

Bai'e Hu chuckled, his blood-stained face revealing a simple honesty that didn't match his appearance, completely devoid of his usual ferocity.

Xiexiezi exhaled: "What time is it now! If you want to say it, just say it! If you don't say it now, I won't be able to hear it."

"Fine, then listen to me once!" Bai'e Hu straightened his body, like a wild beast waking up.

"What?" Xiexiezi couldn't see his father's expression, but an ominous premonition spread in his heart.

Bai'e Hu took a deep breath into his chest, indifferent even as blood seeped out again, then the veins on his forehead bulged as he shouted.

"I'll send you away, don't look back! Live well!"

Before the words had even faded, Xiexiezi didn't even have time to react before he felt a pair of large hands grab his collar. The immense force left him no room to resist, and he was dragged away by Bai'e Hu.

Bai'e Hu held the great blade in his right hand and lifted Xiexiezi with his left, charging toward the horses not far away.

Seeing this, the guard captain hurriedly ordered: "They want to break through, get them!"

The soldiers hurriedly tightened the encirclement, changing from three layers to four.

Bai'e Hu reached the horse in just three or four steps and threw Xiexiezi onto the horse's back.

Without stopping at all, Bai'e Hu punched the horse's rump. The horse was startled, raised its front hooves, let out a long neigh, and then charged toward the crowd.

Bai'e Hu ran with all his might behind the horse. At this moment, he couldn't feel the pain of his injuries at all; there was only one belief in his mind: carve out a path of survival for his son!

"Kill!"

The soldiers looked at the startled, furiously galloping horse, then looked at Bai'e Hu beside the horse, and made a decision in an instant about who to target.

The guard captain and a group of people pursued fiercely from behind, but there was still some distance between them and the two.

As long as the soldiers in front could block the two for ten breaths, the guard captain would be able to kill them from behind.

Bai'e Hu ignored the pursuers behind him completely, his great blade clearing the way, sweeping across the innermost circle of soldiers. A few people dodged subconsciously, but didn't expect that there were people behind them too. With no way to retreat, they took the blade head-on.

Without stopping his pace, Bai'e Hu continued to act as the vanguard, clearing the way. He turned a blind eye to the blades slashing at him, waving his great blade again to sweep toward the crowd, carrying a fierce wind in wide, sweeping motions.

Although he tore another hole in the encirclement, Bai'e Hu also took several more slashes to his body.

At this moment, Bai'e Hu held a heart of certain death. His vision was already crimson, and he waved the blade in his hand numbly, only seeking to tear open one more gap.

But when Bai'e Hu waved his arm in front of him, there was only his right arm, but no palm or blade.

If he turned his head at this moment, he would still be able to see his right hand gripping the handle, floating in the air without falling to the ground.

Having his blade-wielding right hand severed still didn't stop his pace. His sturdy body was like a giant rock, preparing to slam heavily into the human wall!

The soldiers all gripped their great blades and thrust forward; anyone who dared to crash into them would surely die.

"Sss!"

The last two circles of the human wall were torn open by Bai'e Hu, but he crushed several people beneath him, and his back was pierced by several blade tips.

In an instant, horse hooves stepped on Bai'e Hu's back, trampling over a group of people as they ran toward the city gate.

Bai'e Hu used all his strength. At this final moment, he couldn't even raise his head to look at his son one more time, only feeling his eyelids becoming exceptionally heavy.

Xiexiezi, who had been thrown onto the horse's back, had no chance to sit properly before feeling the horse beneath him start to run violently. In his desperation, he could only grab the horse's back tightly to keep from being thrown off.

The scene that followed was chaotic. Several blades slashed into his body. Enduring the intense pain, he tried hard to turn over and sit on the horse's back, but failed.

The guard captain finally caught up, piercing Bai'e Hu's neck with one sword strike. Looking up at the horse that had already left the city, he immediately turned to mount another horse, clearly not intending to let the other go.

Xiexiezi lay on the horse's back, seeing in a trance the scene of the guard captain piercing his father with one sword strike. His pupils vibrated constantly, his heart full of grief and indignation with nowhere to vent.

"Father!!!"

Bai'e Hu died without ever knowing if he had escorted his son to safety, but he had done his utmost.

Grief welled up in Xiexiezi's heart, and he felt his heart twisting with pain, only to see that person from before holding a long sword and riding a horse in pursuit of him again.

Struggling to stabilize his posture on the horse's back and successfully turning to ride properly, Xiexiezi discovered that the horse-chopping blade in his hand had long since fallen, and now he was injured; he was likely no match for the opponent.

Even though he wanted to avenge his father in his heart, his remaining reason told him that his father had sacrificed his life to escort him out, not to let him go and die.

Thus, Xiexiezi clamped his legs tightly against the horse's back, pulled the reins, and leaned forward to accelerate.

"Giddyup!"

The gap between the two did not widen; it remained a chase with one in front and one behind.

The Military Advisor was hiding in the grass by the roadside. The Young Master had left him behind to go back and support, and he had been waiting for the result, but unexpectedly saw this scene.

Almost without any hesitation, the Military Advisor stood up and leaped out, attempting to use his body to block the pursuer.

The guard captain was startled by the person who suddenly jumped out of the grass and hurriedly pulled the reins, but it was still a step too late; the horse's hooves kicked the person before stopping. ===== CHAPTER 154 =====