bayedsolid Chapter 313 Amidst Killing Intent, He Dies Protecting His Master
Chapter 313 Amidst Killing Intent, He Dies Protecting His Master
Princess Qiulan looked at Afu in front of her. Although she still couldn't make out his dusty face, she could see a hint of familiarity in his eyes.
She couldn't help but ask, "Who are you? Why did you save me?"
Afu laughed and said, "Princess, have you forgotten that we spent two months together back then?"
Princess Qiulan was taken aback, then a thought flashed through her mind, and she tentatively asked, "Are you... that Miss Lin's companion?"
“Exactly.” Afu’s smile deepened. “I didn’t expect the princess to still remember Daya and us. It’s truly remarkable.”
No sooner had they finished speaking than a rapid sound of hooves came from behind them.
Afu turned his head slightly and saw that the person wearing armor was none other than General Fu from back then.
At this moment, most of his armor was broken, and he was covered in blood, almost becoming a blood-soaked figure, but he still gritted his teeth and held his spear to block several mounted enemies behind him.
But you could tell that every time he swung his gun, it was with great effort and heaviness.
"Take care of yourself." Afu turned to Princess Qiulan and instructed her, but before he finished speaking, he had already drawn his knife and charged at the people in front of him again.
This time, his moves were completely different from before.
If the opponent could barely make out his sword strikes just now...
At this moment, all that could be seen was the flashing of blades, each strike leaving multiple afterimages, so fast that it was dazzling.
Often, after just one or two strikes, a person would fall with a scream, having no time to defend themselves.
Meanwhile, General Fu's forces were gradually exhausted, and the defensive line was on the verge of collapse.
Just then, two knights seized the opportunity, spurred their horses around him, and charged toward Princess Qiulan.
The horses' hooves pounded on the ground.
As the two knights charged toward her on horseback, Princess Qiulan gripped her sword, ready to meet them.
Ah Fu turned around and kicked one of the assassins next to him away. He then swept his long knife across the room, forcing back the people in front of him.
He then braced himself against the ground with the hilt of his sword, his body spinning like a top as he leaped into the air, dodging the knight's lance, while simultaneously slashing diagonally with his blade, striking the left foreleg of the horse.
The horse, in pain, neighed loudly and reared up on its front hooves, throwing the rider to the ground.
When Afu landed, he stepped on the knight's chest.
The knife in his hand simultaneously plunged into the throat of the knight on the right, the movement completed in one swift motion.
On the other side, General Fu relaxed his tense nerves after seeing the knight dealt with, but the enemy behind him seized the opportunity and slashed his shoulder blade with a spear.
He grunted and thrust back, knocking the man off his horse.
But more enemies surrounded him, their spears forming a dense forest that forced him to retreat step by step.
Seeing this, Afu swung his longsword even faster, forcefully cleaving a bloody path as he rushed to General Fu's side, shouting, "I'll help you!"
Amidst the clash of swords and spears, the two stood back to back, protecting Princess Qiulan in the middle.
Ah Fu's knife was as fast as lightning, each strike aimed straight for the opponent's vital points.
General Fu's spear was as heavy as thunder. Although he was exhausted, the spear still carried a resolute and fearless spirit.
Princess Qiulan stood behind the two, gripping her sword tightly and warily surveying her surroundings.
Occasionally, he could seize an opportunity to thrust his sword, relieving some of the pressure on the two of them.
The battle was so intense that it lasted for more than an hour.
Afu's clothes were already soaked in blood, the blood of those he had killed.
General Fu's armor was tattered and worn, with blood seeping from his wounds mixed with dust.
Blood was still dripping from his face, but his eyes were still incredibly bright.
Finally, the last group of enemies surrounded them, trapping the three in the center.
General Fu, leaning on his spear and panting heavily, said in a hoarse voice to Afu, "Thank you for your help, young hero... but... in the end, I've dragged you into this mess..."
Afu gripped his knife, staring ahead, his chest heaving, clearly exhausted from the long battle.
Upon hearing General Fu's words, he shook his head: "General Fu, there's no need for that."
"Does this young hero know me?" General Fu was taken aback, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Afu then briefly recounted how King Ling encountered them when he went to the Sichao Auction House years ago.
General Fu suddenly realized what was happening, and quickly frowned again.
This place is on the outskirts of the Valley of Xuan Dynasty's Extreme Abyss. He was born into the Spirit Kingdom, so how could he be here?
But with powerful enemies all around, it's clearly not the time to ask questions in detail.
He took a deep breath, looked at Afu, and said in a pleading tone, "Young hero, I have a favor to ask of you."
"General, please speak."
"I just witnessed the extraordinary lightness skill you displayed, young hero."
General Fu's gaze swept over Princess Qiulan: "Young hero, could you... could you take the princess and escape first?"
"General Fu!" Princess Qiulan exclaimed, her eyes filled with reluctance. "I'm not leaving! We'll go together!"
"Your Highness!" General Fu said urgently, "As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood! You cannot be harmed, otherwise how can I face the Emperor's entrustment!"
Just then, the leading man and the horseman on the other side spoke at the same time:
"Want to escape? It's too late!"
"None of you will leave here alive!"
Upon hearing this, Afu's lips curled into a cold smile. Pointing his knife at the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground, he raised his voice and said, "You lot? You think you can follow in their footsteps?"
The leader's face darkened, and he shouted sharply, "Sharp tongues! Attack! Kill them!"
Upon hearing the man's command, his men brandished their weapons and charged at the three of them.
General Fu swept his spear horizontally, knocking aside the two enemies who were the first to rush forward: "Young hero, I'll hold them off. Please take the princess and leave first!"
He mustered his last strength, and his spear thrust suddenly became more ferocious, as if he were risking his life to buy time for Afu and Princess Qiulan.
Afu was then engaged in combat again by the leading man and the two men wielding long swords.
Princess Qiulan still gripped her sword tightly, desperately fending off the attacks of the enemies around her.
Although she was weak, she possessed an unyielding tenacity.
Ah Fu then slashed several more people, blood splattering from the blade.
He caught a glimpse of Princess Qiulan being gradually outmatched in the fight between the two men, so he immediately stopped fighting and slashed at the leading man in front of him, forcing him to hastily parry.
Taking advantage of the opening, he leaped backward.
In mid-air, Afu flipped his wrist, and the long sword flashed with a cold light.
A condensed blade of light shot out and struck one of the people attacking Princess Qiulan.
The man screamed and fell from his horse to the ground, knife and all. His body twitched a few times before he fell silent.
But in that instant, the leader attacked again, his long sword whistling through the air as it slashed straight at Afu's back.
Afu sensed the ominous wind behind him and had no choice but to turn around and block it.
"Clang!" A deafeningly crisp sound rang out.
The two weapons clashed violently, sending sparks flying.
Afu felt his arm go numb and used the force to push him back two steps.
The leader was also thrown back by the shock, staggering four or five steps before regaining his balance.
Their eyes met, both filled with chilling killing intent, and they were locked in a fierce battle, their swords flashing and their attacks deadly.