coobybook Chapter 120 The tip of the needle versus the awn of wheat
Chapter 120 The tip of the needle versus the awn of wheat
In the ever-changing world of martial arts, a thrilling chase is unfolding. Chen Shi leads his men, relentlessly pursuing the fleeing enemy like hungry wolves.
The pursuers, like frightened birds, fled desperately across the vast land of martial arts. Their figures darted through the mountains and paths like lightning, their speed astonishing.
"I'll see where you can run to! Keep a close eye on them!" Chen Shi's eyes widened in anger, his voice booming like a bell. His imposing face was filled with fury and determination; he was determined to bring these people to justice.
“A warrant has been issued. Where can they run to after committing murder?” Chen Shi’s men were all in high spirits, following closely without daring to slack off in the slightest.
Among the pursuers, Xing Ce protected Miss Shi as the carriage sped ahead, while the young master brought up the rear. The carriage raced along the rugged road, kicking up clouds of dust.
Xing Ce's expression was grave, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, constantly on guard against the pursuers behind him. Miss Shi sat in the carriage, her expression tense, her heart filled with fear. She didn't know when this chase would end, nor whether she could escape this calamity.
Li Changyu, from the rear, repeatedly repelled Chen Shi's pursuers with his superb martial arts skills. His figure moved through the crowd like a ghost, his sword flashing, sending chills down the spines of all who beheld him.
However, he also knew clearly that this was not a solution and they had to find a safe place to hide as soon as possible.
Just as they were falling into despair, suddenly, Zheng Zhao's troops appeared a hundred or two hundred feet ahead.
"Damn it! We're blocked in front and pursued from behind, what are we going to do?" Xing Ce's heart sank, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Shi Wanxia also saw Zheng Zhao's troops ahead and inwardly cried out in alarm. "What can we do?" His voice trembled, and his eyes were filled with helplessness.
Seeing this, Li Changyu also felt a surge of despair. But he quickly calmed down and thought of a way to deal with it.
"Xing Ce, protect Miss Shi. I'll draw Zheng Zhao's men away," the young master said decisively. Xing Ce nodded, his eyes filled with determination. "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely protect Miss Shi."
The young master took a deep breath, then suddenly turned around and charged towards Zheng Zhao's men. His figure was like a bolt of lightning, instantly attracting the attention of Zheng Zhao's troops.
Zheng Zhao's men swarmed around their young master, swords drawn. Undeterred, the young master brandished his sword and engaged Zheng Zhao's forces in a fierce battle.
Taking advantage of the situation, Xing Ce drove off in another direction with Shi Niang. They weaved through the mountains and forests, trying to shake off Chen Shi's pursuers. However, Chen Shi's men were hot on their heels, closing the distance between them.
Just when they were at their wits' end, a narrow path suddenly appeared ahead. Xing Ce was overjoyed and quickly drove the vehicle onto the path. The path was rugged and difficult to traverse, but it offered them a glimmer of hope. They sped along the path, gradually leaving their pursuers far behind.
However, they did not let their guard down. They knew that Chen Shi and Zheng Zhao would not give up easily, and they had to find a safe place to hide as soon as possible. So they continued their escape, searching for that glimmer of hope...
On the official road within Jiangling Prefecture, the atmosphere was tense. Zheng Zhao's face was cold and stern, and his men stood ready behind him. His gaze was fixed on Chen Shi, the city lord of Licheng, not far away, his heart filled with doubt and anger.
Zheng Zhao never expected to encounter Chen Shi in Jiangling Prefecture. He had met this city lord of Licheng once before, so they were old acquaintances. But Chen Shi wasn't staying in Licheng; instead, he had come to Jiangling Prefecture, and judging from his actions just now, he was clearly also chasing Li Linxi and the others. Could it be that they knew each other too? This thought flashed through Zheng Zhao's mind.
Zheng Zhao and Chen Shi stood facing each other, both bowing in greeting. Zheng Zhao spoke first, his voice icy: "Lord of Licheng, it's been a long time. I'm currently pursuing a wanted criminal, and I request your assistance."
Chen Shi looked at Zheng Zhao, his mind also churning with emotion. He knew Zheng Zhao's identity; the Zheng family of Xingyang was a prestigious and powerful clan. But his son had died at the hands of these people, and he could not let it go.
Chen Shi clasped his hands slightly and said in a deep voice, "Lord Zheng, I'm sorry. These people killed my son. I will bring them to justice. Please forgive me, Lord Zheng."
Zheng Zhao sneered, thinking to himself: Give him a pole and he'll really climb it! Who does he think he is? Zheng Zhao's face grew increasingly gloomy, and he said coldly, "It seems the city lord doesn't give me any face. Then kill him! You don't want the face I've given you, so don't blame me for what I have to do."
At Zheng Zhao's command, his men surged towards Chen Shi and his group like a tidal wave. Chen Shi, not to be outdone, waved his hand, and the Licheng soldiers he had brought also went to meet them.
Instantly, shouts of battle filled the air. A fierce battle erupted between the two sides on the streets of Jiangling Prefecture. Amidst the flashing blades, blood splattered, and severed limbs flew through the air.
Zheng Zhao gripped his longsword, his eyes sharp. He flashed into the battlefield like a ghost. His sword flashed, and enemies fell wherever it went. He had only one target: Li Linxi and the others. If he could capture them, he would know the whereabouts of his sister and Xu Shaoyu.
Chen Shi was equally resolute, wielding a long spear with imposing presence. While directing his soldiers in battle, he searched for an opportunity to evade them, determined to capture the murderer himself. He had only one thought in his mind: to avenge his son.
On the battlefield, both sides fought fiercely, neither giving an inch. But gradually, Zheng Zhao's side, with its numerical and superior strength, began to gain the upper hand. Chen Shi's soldiers gradually found themselves in dire straits, suffering heavy casualties.
However, just when Zheng Zhao thought victory was assured, Li Changyu suddenly appeared. His expression was cold, and his eyes were filled with determination. Li Linxi looked at Zheng Zhao and Chen Shi and said loudly, "Why are you pressing us so hard? These things really have nothing to do with us!"
Zheng Zhao glared at Li Changyu and shouted, "You colluded with Xu Shaoyu to kidnap my sister, and you think you can just walk away? Today, you won't escape."
Chen Shi gritted his teeth and said, "You killed my son, you must pay with your lives."
Li Changyu's face was grim; a battle today was inevitable. He gripped his weapon tightly, preparing to fight Zheng Zhao and Chen Shi to the death.
He came back not only to buy time, but also to explain things to them, but the two men were so engrossed in their fight that they couldn't hear a word they were saying.
"My lords, why do this? If that's the case, then I'll take my leave. If you want to capture me, then come and try!"
Li Changyu knew that the feud between these two and him was now irreconcilable, and he could only hope to reach Jizhou safely. His third uncle had written to inform him that Cui Yu'an was the daughter of the Langya Wang clan and the young master of the Qinghe Cui clan. Weren't these two smug about their noble lineage?
The Cui clan of Qinghe was the foremost clan in the land, the head of the Five Surnames and Seven Noble Families. They passed down their family traditions through poetry, books, and fine jade, making them a sought-after clan by various states.