sbdcsierra Chapter 114 Battle
Chapter 114 Battle
Shi Zi looked back from his horse and, by the moonlight, could vaguely see the figures of his pursuers gradually closing in. He couldn't help but feel extremely anxious.
But he did not give up; instead, he whipped the horse even harder, as if he wanted to pour all his strength into this loyal mount.
After running for an unknown amount of time, Shizi's horse gradually became exhausted, its breathing became rapid, and its steps began to falter.
The sounds of the pursuers behind them grew ever closer, like the urgent beat of a death knell.
Shi Zi knew in his heart that if things continued like this, he would be caught up sooner or later.
He whipped the horse beneath him with stones, its hooves flying and raising clouds of dust.
But the shouts of the pursuers behind them grew closer and closer, as if vengeful ghosts were relentlessly closing in.
"Quick! Don't let him get away!" The shouts of the pursuers pierced Shi Zi's eardrums.
Shi Zi glanced back and saw that the pursuers were all fierce-looking, brandishing weapons, their eyes seeming to want to devour him alive.
He gritted his teeth, gripped the reins tightly with his left hand, and brandished his longsword with his right, slashing at the approaching pursuers.
Taking advantage of the distraction caused by the stones, one of the pursuers suddenly thrust out a spear.
Shi Zi dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the bullet, but his arm was still grazed by the tip of the gun, and blood instantly seeped out.
The pain contorted Shi Zi's face, but his eyes grew even more resolute.
He roared and with a backhand stroke, cut the pursuer off his horse.
However, more pursuers closed in. Shi Zi dodged left and right, his sword flashing, and fought fiercely with the pursuers.
At this moment, another pursuer quietly circled around to the side of the stone and swung his knife at the horse's leg.
The horse neighed, its front hooves buckled, and it nearly fell over.
Shi Zi was shocked. He used all his strength to steady himself, squeezed his legs tightly around the horse's belly, and at the same time thrust his sword at the pursuing soldier who had ambushed him.
But this delay allowed the pursuers to close the distance again.
"Kid, you can't escape!" The pursuers' laughter echoed in my ears.
Shi Zi had no time to respond; he simply spurred his injured horse on to continue galloping.
Suddenly, a winding and extremely narrow path appeared in front of them without warning.
Upon seeing this, Shi Zi was overjoyed. Without hesitation, he cracked his whip and spurred his horse to gallop down the path at lightning speed.
The pursuers, who were hot on their heels, watched as Shi Zi plunged headfirst into the narrow path and disappeared from sight.
The path was so narrow, overgrown with weeds and jagged rocks, that they feared an ambush might be set up, so they subconsciously slowed their pursuit.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shi Zi appeared out of nowhere, wielding his sword with great skill, and successively cut down two pursuers.
As the two corpses crashed to the ground, the distance between Shi Zi and the pursuers was finally temporarily increased.
However, Shi Zi was still extremely anxious, with large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
Just as he was filled with anxiety, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the outline of a lush forest not far ahead.
This discovery filled Shi Zi with joy once again. Without thinking, he spurred his horse to gallop again, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the dense forest.
After entering the woods, Shi Zi cleverly used the cover of the tall trees around him to engage in a thrilling maneuver with the pursuers who were hot on his heels.
He would suddenly dash away like the wind, disappearing from the pursuers' sight in an instant.
At times, it would disappear like a ghost, silently lurking in the shadows to observe the pursuers' every move.
Sometimes they would deliberately leave misleading marks on the ground, causing the pursuers to wander aimlessly through the woods like headless flies, completely losing their way.
And so, after a thrilling chase and a series of dangerous hide-and-seek...
With his extraordinary wisdom and courage, Shi Zi finally managed to escape his persistent pursuers.
At this moment, he was leaning against a thick tree, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.
At this moment, he felt both relieved and fortunate to have escaped death.
At the same time, I can't help but feel deeply worried about the arduous tasks that lie ahead.
Because he knew very well that although he had temporarily escaped danger and gained a moment of peace, the real severe test was still waiting for him.
Meanwhile, a fierce battle is unfolding within the darkness of the Illusionary Spirit Palace.
Shi Lingxing and her companions found themselves surrounded and engaged in a thrilling life-or-death struggle with the enemy.
Time passed second by second, and the fierce battle continued from the pitch-black night until the eastern sky gradually turned light.
As the first rays of dawn finally pierced through the clouds and shone upon the earth, Shi Lingxing, exhausted, stopped what she was doing and looked around.
The scene before her was horrifying—the entire battlefield was devastated, filled with the smoke of gunpowder, resembling a post-apocalyptic wasteland.
Limbs and severed arms were scattered haphazardly everywhere, blood stained the ground, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.
Faced with such a tragic scene, Shi Lingxing's eyes revealed deep sorrow and helplessness.
She knew perfectly well that, seeing the current appalling situation, the entire situation was clearly out of control.
It's a pipe dream for a mere few of them to try and turn the tide and reverse the situation.
Shi Lingxing bit her lip tightly, thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and then shouted with all her might, "Everyone, retreat first. We'll wait for the Spirit King to return before making any further plans."
Her voice, like a thunderclap piercing the sky, sounded exceptionally clear and resolute on the gradually quieting battlefield.
Upon hearing Poetry Spirit's call, Wine Spirit Star, Flower Spirit Star, and Tea Spirit Star all turned to look at her.
Despite their resentment, they were all aware of the critical nature of the situation.
After a brief exchange of glances, the three nodded in agreement and then turned to lead their soldiers in an orderly retreat.
Thus, after a long and brutal night of fierce fighting, the Ling Kingdom ultimately suffered extremely heavy losses.
Fortunately, Shi Lingxing and the others made the right decision in time, preserving some of their strength and leaving a glimmer of hope for a subsequent counterattack.
Amidst the chaos of war, the soldiers fought bravely and selflessly, but unfortunately, the enemy outnumbered them and was surrounded by highly skilled fighters.
The soldiers were either killed, wounded, or captured by the enemy.
The once orderly and imposing team is now scattered and in a state of utter desolation.
Exhaustion and despair were etched on everyone's faces, and their armor was stained with blood and tattered.
The four spirit stars, along with a handful of subordinates, managed to escape with great difficulty.
Liu Lingyu's side had many experts and formidable strength. Even if the four of them, along with Da Tou and Xiao Man, fought with all their might, they would not be able to contend with them.
Shi Lingxing and the others, all wounded, fled to a dilapidated temple outside the city.
Seeing that everyone was covered in wounds and bloodstains, Xiaoman quickly took out a bottle of blood-clotting pills from her bosom.
"Everyone, take your medicine quickly." The group took the pills and swallowed them, and their injuries eased slightly.
Although the dilapidated temple was in terrible condition, it at least provided shelter from the wind and rain. Shi Lingxing and the others found a relatively clean spot to sit down and began to adjust their internal energy, attempting to recover some of their power.
Outside the temple, the occasional chirping of birds only served to highlight the stark contrast between the tranquility and their inner anxiety.
Jiu Lingxing frowned and said worriedly, "I don't know when the Spirit King will return. We're waiting so long, I'm really afraid that Liu Lingyu's people will catch up with us."
Hua Lingxing coughed a few times, her face pale, and replied, "We can only hope that we can hold out until the Spirit King returns."
Cha Lingxing gazed outside the temple with unwavering eyes: "No matter what, we must believe in the Spirit King and believe that he will come to save us."
Shi Lingxing opened her eyes and said in a deep voice, "Everyone doesn't need to be too anxious. Right now, we should focus on recovering from our injuries."
Even if Liu Lingyu's men come after us, we will fight to the death.
Everyone nodded silently and continued to use their internal energy to heal their injuries.