Chaotic World Book-Chapter 267 - 262: Four Riders Equal a Thousand

"You, how could you be here?" Yue Hongling swiftly withdrew her sword and listened to her own voice, surprised by the unexpected joy it contained.

She really hadn’t expected that after wandering the Northern Border for so long, and finally running out of supplies and facing desperation, she thought she’d take one last shot, and if nothing came of it she’d give up and go back, but in this last attempt, she ran into Zhao Changhe.

That surprise of suddenly having support in the midst of loneliness, the feeling when the strings of her taut heart suddenly relaxed, was indescribable to outsiders.

So you’ve come here too... And even within this vast grassland desert, amidst countless merchant caravans, we met.

At this moment, she even forgot that other people also met here; after all, the appearance of a Great Xia merchant caravan at this juncture was too much of an "invitation for trouble." Even if others came, why did she have to bump into Zhao Changhe first, right!

What she finally said was, "How did you turn into such a yellow-faced Great Han, I almost chopped you down."

Zhao Changhe replied, "Just in time, it’s also time to wipe off my disguise, the good reputation can’t go to Wang Daozhong, let’s do it and redo it afterward."

Yue Hongling: "?"

She then saw Zhao Changhe quickly wipe off his disguise and dive into the carriage: "You came at the perfect time, come and help, let’s rescue these brothers first, then go to rendezvous with Situ and Old Han."

Yue Hongling, putting aside her caution, followed him into the carriage, seeing six people fainted inside, their bodies stained with dried blood, unaware of the battles they had suffered before, looking extremely wretched and weak. Without Zhao Changhe’s introduction, Yue Hongling guessed that he must have come to rescue these men.

She didn’t ask, quickly stepped forward, supported one person, released his acupoints, and performed blood circulation revitalization. Soon, the person gradually awakened, still confused about the situation: "What is this..."

Zhao Changhe was also revitalizing another person’s blood circulation, realizing he wasn’t as efficient as Yue Hongling; the people on her side were already awake, while his still showed no reaction, feeling quite embarrassed: "We are from Hero Camp, my big uncle... no, Old Cui sent me to rescue you."

Yue Hongling glanced at him and continued swiftly to rescue others.

The man who was rescued heard the three words "Hero Camp" and couldn’t hear the rest, ecstatically exclaimed, "Knew Hero Camp wouldn’t just sit there and watch, damn it, for whom did we brothers suffer!"

Just the concept of Hero Camp sending people for rescue was enough to pull a man who might have turned vengeful back from the brink.

Zhao Changhe felt relieved and, as the man he had been helping woke up, tossed him a few pills and urgently said, "You help explain to those who just woke up, I’ll keep saving others. This medicine can restore some strength, see if you can still muster some fighting power?"

The man asked, "If I can kill Qiao Er, even if I can’t bring out much, I’ll still fight it out with him to the end!"

"No need, your priority is to retreat. You just need enough strength to ride a horse. I’ll kill Qiao Er for you, and block the pursuers for you, do you trust me?"

The awakened people looked at each other, watching Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling busy saving others, and their confused hearts began to clear: "Could the two of you be... Zhao Changhe, Yue Hongling?"

Yue Hongling gave Zhao Changhe another glance and couldn’t help but laugh inwardly, so this was your good deed without giving the credit to Wang Dao, right.

Zhao Changhe clasped his fist, "Indeed, if you trust us, then leave this matter to us. Your first priority is to get back alive."

The people swallowed the medicine, exchanged a few glances, and all said, "Of course, we trust Lady Yue!"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Yue Hongling burst out laughing with a "pfft."

Although she hadn’t discussed this matter with Zhao Changhe, Yue Hongling understood what he was thinking and took over the conversation, "While our people are causing a distraction and drawing the camp’s attention, you seize six horses and leave quickly, and leave the rest to us."

The six men stood up, bowed deeply, "We can’t thank you enough for this great kindness, but should you ever need us, just give the command."

Zhao Changhe returned the salute, "What you stand for, I stand for as well; no debt of gratitude is owed."

Everyone laughed, "Such a Bloodthirsty Asura, until next time!"

At the camp’s gate, Han Wubing had already killed his way out of the camp and joined Situ Xiao.

"Han Wubing?"

"Situ Xiao?"

"No time for niceties now; the situation is bad, we need to break through immediately."

Qiao Er already had many people moving goods outside, not all were in the camp, and now they were enclosing from the outside, trapping the people right at the entrance of the camp.

Moreover, Situ Xiao had been in the region for a while and knew full well that the garrison responsible for maintaining order here, led by Wu Balu, was no joke. With the camp aflame and in chaos, the garrison would be alerted soon, it was just uncertain how quickly they would react. If they got entangled here any longer and the garrison also arrived, then they’d truly be done for.

The two exchanged a glance, understanding each other’s intentions, both ready to risk everything to break through.

At that moment, another commotion arose inside the camp.

Six steeds galloped from behind the camp, their loud neighs clearly audible amidst the tumultuous night. Wherever they passed, they effortlessly knocked over torches, and now the blaze was spreading not just in front of the camp, but behind as well, leaving it all in utter disarray.

Qiao Er’s voice rang out in furious alarm, "Stop them! Stop them for me!"

Countless people from behind the stronghold mounted their horses and gave chase to the six knights, only to pull on their reins in urgency.

Under the moonlight, a red figure flitted about gracefully like a startled swan, sweeping past the leading horsemen. A flash of red, followed by screams of agony; everyone fell from their horses, no match for the assailant.

Lone wild geese flying amidst the sunset, blood splattering into the night, with masterless horses charging through the firelight, the gate of the stronghold was thrown into such disarray that escape seemed nigh impossible.

"Yue, Yue Hongling! It’s Yue Hongling!"

A chill rose in the pursuers’ hearts, having only heard of the terror that was this woman, they hadn’t expected her to be this terrifying. With just a flash of red, more than a dozen men had been felled from their horses, unable to even see clearly how the blows were struck.

It was as if with just her alone standing by the gate, she could hold off an entire army!

Qiao Er’s voice came through, frantic and exasperated, "Even if Yue Hongling is strong, she’s still just one person. What the hell are you all scared of? If they get away, we are all going to die without a..."

Before he could finish, an arrow shot forth like a star piercing the moon, its origin unknown.

It passed through his mouth just as he was about to pronounce the word "complete," penetrating the back of his head.

It wasn’t until that moment that the twang of the bow was heard; the arrow’s speed had surpassed the sound of the string!

The Hu merchants who had been standing by Qiao Er’s side, enjoying the spectacle, were dumbfounded.

What kind of divine archer was this?

The guards around Qiao Er were equally shocked.

Did the second boss really just die like that?

Looking up, a Great Han with a broadsword in hand swept towards them, announcing, "Great Xia’s Hero Camp seeks the traitors’ heads. Those who stand in my way shall perish!"

With the echo of his voice, the sword rose, and heads fell. Those who stood in the path were cleaved in two.

Damn it!

The Hu merchant thought to himself that judging from the chaos erupting at the front and rear of the stronghold, the elite troops of Great Xia must be attacking. Only a fool would continue to meddle in such affairs. He immediately turned with his guards and ran, hiding behind a tent and disappearing from sight. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

Zhao Changhe cut a bloody swath through those who tried to block him, his opponents scattering before him. At this moment, who among the guards would dare fight to the death? They all shouted, running even faster than the Hu merchant.

Zhao Changhe made his way to Qiao Er’s side, chopping off the cur’s head, and with the head in his grasp, he roared, "The chief villain has been slain. Who still dares to resist!"

His voice carried far and wide, even the Hu merchants in distant encampments could hear.

In front of the encampment, Situ Xiao and Han Wubing felt the pressure on them suddenly lighten. Looking up, amidst the blazing fires, a Great Han held a broadsword in one hand, a head in the other, his body soaked with blood, a sight truly fearsome and horrifying.

"Damn it, we’ve worked ourselves half to death, and this guy steals all the limelight?" moaned Situ Xiao.

Catching his breath, Han Wubing offered a slight smile, "If he likes the limelight, let him have it. Aren’t we safer this way?"

Of course. In the midst of chaos, not many knew of Qiao Er’s death. Now with the sound echoing across the field, the head raised high, the panic spread like a cascade of falling dominoes; who could still muster the will to fight? They all shouted and ran back into the stronghold, scrambling to steal things and flee.

Zhao Changhe, however, stood there holding the head, stunned. Some ran past him without even paying him any heed, racing towards the horses and carriages to loot.

Not long after, a fierce battle erupted near the horses, with attacks and shouts of war cries even more spectacular than during their previous besiegement.

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Yue Hongling floated up beside him, grasping a young man by the arm, "This one was trying to flee from behind the stronghold. I figured from his attire he must be someone important, so I thought to capture a living witness?"

Zhao Changhe glanced at the pale-faced youth, the very same one he had slapped in the tavern, knocking out teeth.

He cracked a smile, "Hand him over to Situ, he’s a good piece of evidence. Uprooting these traitorous scum completely still requires such things."

Situ Xiao’s voice carried over, "Go to hell, why should it be handed over to me? I’m not here on a mission for the Hero Camp!"

Zhao Changhe replied with an apologetic grin, "I have some other matters to deal with, so let’s not get into that now. We need to leave immediately. The Hu army is coming!"

In the distance, clouds of dust billowed as the army approached.

"To hell with it!" Situ Xiao snatched the head from Zhao Changhe’s hand. "Exhilarating!"

The four exchanged looks and burst into laughter.

Against the backdrop of sky-high flames, the tumultuous encampment, the clamorous battle cries, and the distant thunder of hooves, their laughter spread under the moon, wafting over the sands.

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