ATPnovel Chapter 351 Yang You: My uncle has gone mad with killing, he won't even spare me?
Chapter 351 Yang You: My uncle has gone mad with killing, he won't even spare me?
Xue Ju's pupils suddenly contracted.
It took the combined efforts of so many powerful generals, including Xue Rengao, Xiong Kuohai, Wu Tianxi, and Wang Buchao, to barely manage to wear down Pei Yuanqing.
But now, Xue Rengao is dead, Xiong Kuohai and Wu Tianxi are missing, and Wang Buchao has also died in battle at the bottom of the valley.
He was left with only a few lackeys and no decent guards.
What can stop Pei Yuanqing?
"Quick! Let's go!"
Xue Ju practically roared it out, his voice filled with despair.
But how can two legs outrun a young man full of vigor?
In just a few breaths, Pei Yuanqing had caught up with Xue Ju's group.
"Stop right there!"
Pei Yuanqing roared and swung his silver hammer horizontally.
The two guards who were blocking his way didn't even have time to scream before they were sent flying, coughing up blood and collapsing to the ground.
Seeing this, the others dared not resist any longer.
They threw down their weapons and scattered in all directions.
Xue Ju was dragged along by a guard, tumbling and crawling forward.
But he was old and his legs were not nimble. After running a few steps, he tripped over a stone and fell face-first into the mud.
Before he could even get up, a large hand descended from the sky and grabbed the back of his neck.
"Run! Run some more!"
Pei Yuanqing lifted Xue Ju up like a chick, his face full of barely suppressed excitement.
Xue Ju has been causing trouble in the Northwest for so long, killing countless Sui soldiers and plundering countless Sui civilians.
Now, it has finally fallen into his hands!
On the other side, Yuwen Chenglong rushed out a long distance and cut down more than a dozen fleeing soldiers, but he didn't even see Xue Ju's shadow.
"broken!"
Yuwen Chenglong slapped his thigh hard, his face instantly turning ashen.
He's been fooled!
I got tricked by that seemingly simple-minded kid, Pei Yuanqing!
"You bastard Pei San, you dare to play me for a fool?"
Yuwen Chenglong turned his horse around and charged back like a madman.
Yuwen Chenglong was shrewd all his life, but in the end he was tricked by a fool?
If word gets out, how will he maintain his reputation as the "White Dragon of the Waves" in the martial arts world?
The kind of person who couldn't close their eyes even on their deathbed!
When he ran back, panting, he saw Pei Yuanqing carrying a silver hammer in one hand and Xue Ju by the collar in the other, walking towards him.
"hey-hey."
Pei Yuanqing grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his face full of smugness.
It was fortunate that Xue Ju had few guards; otherwise, he might not have been able to succeed.
Now that's good. Handing Xue Ju over to Prince Shuo will surely earn him praise.
"Pei San! You son of a bitch!"
Yuwen Chenglong pointed his silver spear at Yuwen Chenglong, gritting his teeth.
"Are you making a fool of me?"
When did I ever lie to you?
Pei Yuanqing blinked innocently, tossed Xue Ju to the ground, and clapped his hands.
"You rushed out on your own; I didn't ask you to."
Yuwen Chenglong was speechless, his face turning bright red.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and glared fiercely at Pei Yuanqing.
"Fine, you wait, we'll settle our score later."
After saying that, he grabbed Xue Ju from the ground, dragged him aside like a dead dog, and tied him up tightly with a rope.
"My lord, it seems like fighting is still going on at the bottom of the valley."
A Sui soldier caught up a step too late and said cautiously.
Yuwen Chenglong and Pei Yuanqing exchanged a glance, then quickly walked to the edge of the valley and looked down.
Upon seeing this, both of them gasped in shock.
At the bottom of the valley, corpses lay strewn everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.
Lu Xiao was still fighting.
Behind him was Yang You, who was holding Xue Rengao's head and tightly hugging his waist.
In front of him were Wang Buchao, the Wolf Lord of Hami Kingdom, and several foreign generals.
These people formed a circle, trapping Lü Xiao in the center, and launched a relentless attack with swords and spears at the ready.
Even so, Lü Xiao still thrived.
The halberd, seemingly invincible, danced in his hands, and wherever its blade passed, an enemy general would fall.
They could behead, pierce, or send flying.
Every move was clean and crisp, without the slightest hesitation.
"What a fine Sui general!"
Wang Buchao brandished his eighteen-foot spear and clashed head-on with Lü Xiao. His tiger's mouth was shattered by the impact, and he fell off his warhorse.
He had lived for over fifty years, spending half his life traversing the Western Regions, and had never encountered such a terrifying opponent.
If he had known earlier that Lü Xiao was so extraordinary, he would never have agreed to the Hami Kingdom's opportunistic attack on the Sui Dynasty.
How could such a formidable person be defeated by human power?
There is only one way to beat him.
boil.
Only by outliving him can we lead troops to fight against the Sui Dynasty!
With bloodshot eyes, the wolf lord brandished his wolf-tooth spear and charged at Lü Xiao with reckless abandon.
The Kingdom of Hami is gone, and its ruler is dead.
He was like a stray dog, with nowhere to go.
Rather than prolonging our lives in vain, we should fight to the death.
Even if it means my death, I will still take a piece of flesh from Lü Xiao!
"kill!"
With a roar, the Wolf Lord swung his wolf-tooth spear, which hurtled towards Lü Xiao with a whooshing sound.
Lu Xiao's eyes sharpened, and his peerless halberd struck first despite being behind, the blade cutting through a silver arc of light.
"puff!"
A human head shot into the sky, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
The wolf lord's body remained in a forward-charging posture, and after running two more steps, it collapsed to the ground with a thud.
"Wolf Lord!"
Wang Buchao's eyes were bloodshot as he wildly thrust out his eighteen-foot spear, creating a series of spear shadows.
Lu Xiao dodged to the side, his halberd flipping over, the blade rising from bottom to top.
"clang!"
The eighteen-foot spear was knocked away, tumbled several times in the air, and landed far away on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the halberd blade continued its momentum, piercing straight into Wang Buchao's chest.
"Pfft!"
Blood gushed out, and Wang Buchao stared wide-eyed at Lü Xiao.
His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he could only spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
With a blank expression, Lü Xiao flicked his wrist, sending Wang Buchao's corpse flying.
Seeing this, the remaining foreign generals dared not fight any longer.
One by one, they threw down their weapons and scattered in all directions, wishing they had two more legs.
But Lü Xiao was already bloodthirsty.
He ignored everything about surrendering or begging for mercy.
Wu Shuang wielded his halberd with incredible skill, and wherever the blade passed, heads rolled and blood splattered into the sky.
One by one, the generals of the foreign lands fell under his halberd, none of them escaping unscathed.
Yang You held onto Lü Xiao's waist tightly with one hand, while grabbing Xue Rengao's head with the other, his whole body spinning around in a daze.
This experience today has truly broadened his horizons.
What does it mean to be a match for ten thousand men?
What does it mean to be unparalleled in the world?
He didn't know before, but he knows everything now.
In other words, he and his uncle-in-law Lü Xiao had made seven trips in and out of the ancient Loulan Road.
If he had participated in the battle as a general instead of a hostage.
Back in the Eastern Capital, perhaps I could boast to my grandfather about how brave I was and how I killed the enemy.
But now.
He glanced at the bloody human head in his arms, then at Lü Xiao, who was still reaping lives ahead.
Forget it, he can't afford to lose face.
A moment later, the shouts of battle from the bottom of the valley gradually subsided.
Lu Xiao planted the Wufang Tianji in the ground and dismounted.
Then, he reached out and grabbed Yang You by the back of the neck, pulling him off the horse.
Yang You, still holding Xue Rengao's severed head in his arms, collapsed onto the pool of blood.
He looked up, staring blankly at his uncle who was approaching step by step, and his heart skipped a beat.
Is my uncle so bloodthirsty that he's even going after him?