Chapter Eighty-Seven: Rescue
In the late afternoon, the convoy escorting Wen Xiang finally arrived at Dashiqiao. The warriors in the convoy were all on high alert, especially Hu Ge, who had a bad premonition and kept turning his head nervously to look around in all directions.
Inside the carriage, a middle-aged warrior in his forties sat with an extremely ugly appearance. His left cheek was dry and shriveled, even his eyeballs were dull, and his mouth kept twitching. In fact, he had been injured and had come into contact with the aura of death during battle.
Life and death are extremely tyrannical, for several days he has been trying to find a way to drive out the aura of death, but it has not been effective. He can feel his physical condition getting worse and worse, compared to his companions, he is lucky, those who were directly hit by the aura of death have long since died. However, even the slightest taste of walking towards death is unbearable, precisely because of this, Wen Xiang has been suffering.
The cavalry marched onto the Great Stone Bridge, the riverbed of the Green River. A black curtain was slowly drifting towards the stone bridge, the sky had darkened, and the black curtain merged with the deep river water. The warriors walking on the bridge were completely unaware.
Suddenly, several arrows shot out from the dense forest, followed by a burst of shouting.
"Brothers, charge!"
"Kill, kill... kill them all!"
The warriors in the team immediately appeared, and at this moment, Su Tang, who had been accumulating momentum for a long time, suddenly jumped out of the river water, with his sword piercing into the bridge column, and then stretched out his hand to hook onto the bridge surface, his body rolling and floating up, the sword light flashed again, and shot straight towards the carriage.
The wooden carriage couldn't withstand the impact of Taizong's sword and burst open like a piece of paper. Su Tang saw that inside was sitting an extremely ugly middle-aged warrior, who reacted quickly, holding up a serrated curved knife. The knife flashed by, and only then did Su Tang hear the opponent let out a furious roar: "How dare you!"
Su Tang's sword light flashed back, meeting the opponent's curved saw-toothed knife. Boom... In the midst of the clashing metal sounds, Su Tang's figure flickered, almost being shaken out of the carriage. The middle-aged martial artist took a big loss, and a large hole appeared in the carriage wall behind him. He tumbled out with a somersault, not wanting to leave but unable to withstand the powerful recoil.
Su Tang inserted the Taizhong sword into the floorboard, one hand holding Xiang's body and the other holding the wooden plank nailed to Xiang's leg, and with a mighty throw, he flung Xiang far away.
With a loud splash, Wen Xiang fell into the river more than 50 meters away, and the intense shock, as well as the pain transmitted from his twisted legs, made Wen Xiang's eyes roll back, almost fainting on the spot. His body floated up and down with the river water, drifting away to a distant place.
"Second Brother, I'll go after that little girl!" Hu Ge roared, then jumped off his horse and plunged into the river.
Hugo always thought he was very clever. Someone ambushed the convoy and finally something happened. Relatively speaking, going to catch Wenxiang should be safe.
Hugo's body floated in mid-air, suddenly feeling something, turned his head to look at the stone bridge, and at this moment, the sky and earth suddenly burst into a series of piercing whistling sounds.
Hugo was greatly frightened and desperately waved his long sword, trying to protect his own body.
Su Tang chased all the way, always controlling his emotions, and finally came to the time of letting go, these few arrows were shot with anger, and the force was much more fierce than usual.
Hugo's long sword in his hand was suddenly shattered by the arrow, and then it was his body that shattered, splashing blood and flesh into the river like raindrops.
"Kill him first!!" The warrior who had been walking alongside Hugo was the leader, he roared and drew out a giant harpoon that was several meters long from the cargo truck behind him, leaped into the air, and swooped towards Sutang with a whistling sound.
Just then, a flash of knife light tore through the floor of the carriage from bottom to top and rolled towards Su Tang's body. Three warriors nearby roared and surrounded him.
At this moment, Su Tang had the opportunity to jump into the river and escape, but he wanted to wipe them out completely, so he must delay the time for the elders of the Hu family to receive the news.
Su Tang let out a low shout, and the fluttering cloak suddenly rolled open in all directions, like a dark cloud rapidly expanding.
The ugly warrior in the carriage suddenly found himself unable to see anything, and his surroundings turned pitch black. He immediately retracted his serrated curved knife, and his fighting skills reached their peak. The knife light flashed left and right, rapidly swirling around his body. The wheels of the horse cart, as well as the carriage above, anything that came into contact with the knife light would instantly become fragmented and broken.
It wasn't just him, the warrior who had leapt into mid-air also rapidly descended, his massive harpoon-like spear flashing with cold light as he protected his vital areas.
It was the first time they had encountered such a situation, surrounded by darkness, with the enemy nowhere to be seen, hiding in the endless blackness. At this moment, the most important thing to do is naturally to protect themselves, and recklessly attacking has no meaning.
Unfortunately, they can't protect anything, and Su Tang won't let go of the opportunity.
Su Tang raised his sword and struck with all his might, crashing... The Da Zheng sword and the serrated curved knife collided heavily again. The warrior let out a mournful cry and could no longer hold onto the serrated curved knife. The knife flew out of his hand and fell far into the river.
To be evenly matched in this intense collision, one must first prepare physically and mentally. He was just randomly swinging his serrated curved knife, and by the time he sensed the massive force approaching, it was already too late to resist.
Su Tang's sword flashed and slashed, cutting down diagonally. The warrior still couldn't see anything, and could only blindly raise his hands to block in front of him. Su Tang's sword cut off the warrior's arms along with his neck.
Su Tang's figure leaped up, and he pounced towards the warrior holding a giant trident, his senses enveloping the entire scene. Only these two warriors could pose a certain threat to him, while the others were just small fries.
The warrior seemed to have a sudden realization, and suddenly raised the giant harpoon, stabbing in Su Tang's direction. The harpoon stabbed quickly and fiercely, and the external spiritual energy actually condensed into a substantial current, rushing towards him.
Su Tang's body suddenly fell to the ground, sticking to the bridge and flying forward. The next moment, he had already brushed past the warrior's calf from the side, and with a light wave of his sword, he had cut off the warrior's two calves.
Right after that, Su Tang's figure leaped up like a swimming fish. The opponent had no idea that Su Tang was already behind him. As he fell down, the giant harpoon was still dancing wildly forward.
Su Tang thrust his sword out, the upright sword pierced through the warrior's occipital bone from behind, and protruded from his forehead. The warrior's movements came to an abrupt halt, and the giant harpoon fell heavily to the ground.
Under the ferocious mask, Su Tang's hair was drenched with sweat, his face turned deathly pale, and the dark clouds surrounding him began to converge on him. In a short time, his wide cloak had transformed into a narrow cape.
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