Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Huyan River, the barbarian army armed with scimitars waded quickly in the shallowest part of the river. The clear and shallow water was mixed with mud, splashing three feet high.
Dayong’s arrows kept coming, but they were all blocked by the barbarian immortals who crossed the river in advance. Without Luli on the bow, the arrows shot had no spiritual power. The barbarian immortals could deflect ordinary feather arrows with just a slight wave of their swords, without injuring the soldiers behind them at all.
“Stop the arrows!” The general of the archery camp ordered to stop. It would be a waste to continue shooting like this. The archers all retreated, and the cavalry armed with spears changed their formation and rushed forward.
“Kill–” The spear in the cavalry’s hand still had Luli on it, and it collided with the barbarian immortal’s long knife, making a deafening roar.
The spear with spiritual power passed through the necks of several barbarians who had just washed ashore. The spiritual power turned into strong wind and instantly cut off the fragile necks. The blood spurted out, forming large blood flowers. A barbarian immortal carrying a broadsword attacked from behind, knocked the cavalryman holding a spear to the ground, and chopped off the head of the Dayong immortal with one knife stroke.
The soldiers fought hand to hand, the sound of killing was loud, and the stone beach of Huyan River was soon stained red with blood.
A young general from the Northern Territory served as the vanguard and was very brave. He rushed to the front and entangled three barbarian immortals alone. He was a retainer of the Shen family, and he was about to seal a thousand households. His silver spear was very good, and Luli‘s aura coated the long barrel of the spear, letting firmly resist the two long knives that were slashed at him at the same time.
The young general raised his eyebrows and smiled, using his spiritual power, he suddenly pushed the two of them away, and swung his carbine back at the other person who was trying to sneak attack him. At this moment, the Luli on the silver spear flashed, shattered with a clang, and its spiritual power was exhausted.
He had no choice but to bend down to avoid the knife, then he quickly touched the horse bag containing Luli, but found nothing. Luli was in short supply these days, and even the generals had daily quotas. His quota for today had been exhausted.
“General, be careful!” the soldier Xiu next to him shouted and rushed over to block a sword for him. The three barbarians saw that he was not enough, and immediately attacked him in groups.
“Pfft–” The soldier was immediately killed by the sword. The young general shouted and rushed over, but the barbarian cut off the silver spear with a knife, and then slashed at his neck with a knife.
The young general closed his eyes in despair, “Whoosh -” the sound of arrows piercing the air came from his ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw a big arrow full of aura flying past his shoulder, with a “thud”. The arrow shot the barbarian through his body.
The powerful arrow didn’t stop, and it penetrated another soldier behind him with the barbarian. The two men were strung together in a string and hit hard on a group of barbarians who had just climbed ashore. They all then fell into the river like dumplings.
“Princess!” The young general turned his head and looked behind him in surprise.
Shen Yingying, who was holding the Sanghu Divine Bow, was riding straight on her horse, as she casually threw him a piece of Luli, and made a gesture with a whistling sound.
The cavalry all retreated, and the archers who remounted Luli stepped forward, firing thousands of arrows.
“Whoosh whoosh!” Thinking it was an ordinary arrow, the barbarian immortal casually blocked it, but unexpectedly, the spiritual arrow penetrated the sword wind and went straight into his heart.
Wen Shilan, who was standing on the other side of the river, saw this and immediately ordered a change of formation. Dayong’s supplies had arrived. At this time, there was only a dead end across the river. The barbarians resisted for a while and then began to retreat.
However, Wen Shilan jumped up and ran straight towards Shen Lou who was coming on horseback.
Yu Yuan responded while Wen Shilan slashed through the air with the Wolf-Slaying Sword, sending out crackling sparks. The two extremely powerful spiritual powers collided, and the strong wind rolled up the turf on the ground, lifting it up to a height of several feet.
The sword energy was like a rainbow in the setting sun. As the sword moves changed, it merged into one piece in the air and emitted a dazzling light. The Spiritual Sword hit the blade and rushed down like a heavy hammer, causing people to feel numb in their mouths.
Wen Shilan was surprised. This spiritual power, which was as vast as a mountain and a tsunami but could manage to be condensed into just one point, was more than a little more tyrannical than Shen Qirui’s! Where was this the strength that a twenty-year-old junior should have?
Looking at Shen Lou again, every move was as steady as a mountain, effortless, and it was obvious that he had not reached his limit.
“Good boy, you were not so good before!” Wen Shilan couldn’t help but praise him.
“You have never been so villainous before.” Shen Lou dodged the knife and looked at Wen Shilan coldly.
In his previous life, he had fought with Wen Shilan for nearly ten years. Although his ways were different, it did not prevent him from appreciating this person. Divine martial arts, upright, and hero to an entire generation. Unexpectedly, now he had become a villain who stabbed others in the back.
Hearing this, Wen Shilan’s complexion changed slightly, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes. At this moment, Yu Yuan’s sword broke through the defensive spiritual power and pierced towards his front. It was a mediocre sword move, not very fast, and there was no change of moves. It was like the basic moves that young people practiced every morning, but he couldn’t resist it.
With a “chi” sound, Wen Shilan, who was unable to dodge, was stabbed in the shoulder. The Wolf-Slaying Sword slashed at him diagonally, knocking Yu Yuan away.
“Woo——” The horn sound sounded in the barbarian camp. All the barbarians retreated to the north of the Huyan River. Wen Shilan was injured and no longer wanted to fight.
It was getting late, and Shen Lou ordered the soldiers to withdraw their troops. Today’s battle was finally over.
Lin Xin sat in the Marshal’s tent with his majesty and golden sword, playing with Marshal Shen’s pen, ink and seal. The marshal’s personal guards stood aside silently, and the soldiers who stayed in the camp did not dare to approach, scratching their heads and looking inside.
“Where does Marshal usually sleep?” Lin Xin held a pen in his mouth and nodded at the little guard who was watching his nose and heart.
“Replying to the Marquis, we are marching now, and the marshal is sleeping behind the screen.” The young guard pointed to the huge map that served as a screen behind the chair where Lin Xin was sitting. The map divided the tent into two halves, with the front used for discussing matters and the back used for resting.
This was because they had to stay prepared and ready to break camp at any time.
Lin Xin yawned and stood up. He hurriedly walked slowly all the way, dragging Luli for hundreds of miles, he was really tired.
“Master Marquis, do you want to rest? I will give you a bed…” Before the little guard could finish his words, Lin Xin waved his hand to stop him.
“You heard what Shen Qingque said just now. I can sleep here. Please step back.” Lin Xin said slowly, his words full of ambiguity.
The little guard was only a teenager and looked very young. His neck turned red after hearing these words. He stuttered and said: “This subordinate resigns.”
The bed behind the screen was a bit crude, just a flat wooden board, covered with tiger skin, and a round pillow thrown in. Lin Xin kicked off his shoes and climbed up, rubbing his face on the tiger skin. It was full of the smell of Shen Lou, with the cold fragrance of grass and trees mixed with the faint smell of sweat.
Outside the tent, several men whispered.
“Mother, did the Marquis really sleep in the Duke’s bed?”
“Just now, the two of them…”
“Tell me, does being with a man increase your spiritual power? Look at how powerful our Duke has been lately!”
“Let’s go back and try to snatch a good-looking man.”
Shen Jiajun was indeed a bandit. He talked about snatching, but he also knew the rules and did not dare to talk about Lin Xin and Shen Lou randomly. He just spoke in awe.
Lin Xin originally wanted to listen to it again, but he was wrapped in Shen Lou’s aura and fell asleep soon after. When Shen Lou returned to the camp full of evil spirits, he saw a softly sleeping Xinxin lying on the bed, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared.
In his sleep, he felt someone holding him in his arms, carrying a faint smell of blood. Lin Xin rubbed against the familiar body temperature and fell into a long-lasting dream.
Lin Xin was shot to the bone by an arrow. When he woke up from serious injuries, what he saw was Shen Lou’s debt-collecting face. Without saying a few words, the man left him. But Lin Xin was hungry and had to get up to find food by himself.
The forest outside the hut seemed to have no end. A rabbit slipped past his eyes, and Lin Xin quickened his pace to catch up. Suddenly, a black shadow appeared and struck directly at the wound on his shoulder.
“Well -” The wound that had not yet healed started bleeding profusely. The other party didn’t know what he had taken, but he collected all the blood. The scene in front of him became blurry, and Lin Xin couldn’t see clearly. Suddenly, he heard Shen Lou shouting: “Who is it!”
“Hoo!” Lin Xin woke up suddenly and found that he was sleeping in Shen Lou’s arms.
“Xinxin?” Shen Lou was reading the account book when he felt the man in his arms suddenly tremble and immediately lowered his head to look at him.
“You’re back.” Lin Xin looked up and saw that it was pitch dark outside the tent. There were candles lit by the bedside, which reflected Shen Lou’s concerned eyes. “I just dreamed about the past.”
Shen Lou’s heart jumped, “What?”
“At that time, you threw me into the hut and walked away. Did you come back later?” Lin Xin sat up and approached Shen Lou and asked him.
“Don’t you remember?” When Shen Lou heard what Lin Xin said, his thin lips formed a straight line, “I didn’t abandon you, I went to find medicine.” Even though he was extremely angry at the time, he couldn’t not save the seriously injured Lin Xin so he left him alone and spurned on himself, but he still came back on time. Unexpectedly, Lin Xin had been attacked and had fallen in the woods.
Lin Xinxin trembled slightly, how could he forget this part? “Then do you remember who attacked me?”
“I didn’t see clearly. I was afraid that something would happen to you again, so I didn’t chase them.” Shen Lou shook his head, “What’s wrong?”
“I just dreamed that that person seemed to have taken my blood.” Lin Xin licked his dry lips.
Shen Lou’s fingertips trembled slightly, and he held Lin Xin’s waist, “The dream was confusing, maybe you confused it with what happened at the palace banquet.”
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Small Theater:
Xinxin: Woo hoo, I’m having a nightmare.
Loulou: Hug Lao Gong, I’m not afraid.
Zhongzhong: Woo hoo, I’m having a nightmare.
Master: The chicken legs were robbed, or was the fish soup spilled on the floor?
Zhongzhong: ……
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