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The brothers scattered around were all trained fighters, their ears sharp enough to hear clearly without turning back. At that moment, they heard Luzi jumping around, swearing and cursing, and quickly stifled their laughter, pretending to know nothing. In their hearts, they sighed; this was truly a case of one thing overcoming another!
A sudden sound of a sharp weapon slicing through the air came unexpectedly, knocking down a brother responsible for the southwest flank. With the alert of an Enemy Attack ringing out, the Qin State Crossbow, which had long been on standby, immediately emitted its distinctive buzzing sound in fierce retaliation.
"Chang Yu, protect the general and retreat! The action plan has changed! We will regroup at point five! Other brothers, follow me!" Wang Jian commanded loudly, aiming an arrow at the shadow of Shanxia. He then leaned back and fell to the ground, swiftly nocking a crossbow bolt with perfect form.
In such an urgent situation, there was no other choice! Chang Yu raised his hand and shot an arrow at a Zhao Soldier on horseback, signaling three brothers to cover Luzi and Xiao Yu'er as they ran up the mountain...
The pursuit and ambush battles began simultaneously, with both sides clearly fighting for their lives. Ignoring the rain of arrows flying around them, their focus was entirely on whether the target distance aligned with the aiming scale. Arrows that lost their aim whistled past them before embedding themselves into tree trunks.
The night in the mountains fell quickly; by the time people realized it was dark, they could no longer see their surroundings. The sudden visual effect seemed to freeze time momentarily; after a brief adjustment, they attempted to locate their targets using dim light and instinct. However, this did not affect the ongoing battle; Soldiers who lost sight of their targets no longer shot aimlessly but drew their swords and charged forward. They saw shadows appearing in the snow without hesitation and lunged forward with gritted teeth.
As mentioned earlier in the text, there is a clear distinction between martial artists and Soldiers. This distinction became evident at that moment without any doubt. If two armies faced each other, the group attacks of Soldiers completely disregarded martial arts experts who could leap over rooftops. But in close combat, the advantages of martial arts experts were magnified significantly.
Zhao Army Soldiers practiced close-quarters combat regularly but excelled more in cavalry charges and teamwork. Faced with partners from Prosperity Record who had trained in martial arts since childhood, they were at a severe disadvantage. If it were a long-range attack, they might have had some advantage. But once it came to close quarters, they were not on the same level as these combat specialists. Moreover, in a Night Battle where visibility was poor, several encounters led to total annihilation.
Wang Jian wiped the blood off his weapon and sheathed his sword. After confirming that there were no outsiders around them, he asked, "Is everyone alright? Is anyone injured?!"
Even if it weren't dark, their combat intention had been to engage closely with Zhao Army. A true man fears not a Thousand Troops and Horses but rather an inch of iron. This so-called inch of iron referred to arrows. Such weapons could achieve close-range attacks without any warning—stealthy and deadly. If the target could not see the shooter's movements, effective defense was nearly impossible.
As those who participated in the battle gathered together, they confirmed that everyone was safe. However, they were still worried about the brother who had been injured by an arrow at the start of the fight and hurried back to their temporary resting place to find him still gasping for breath. Upon checking his injury, they discovered that an arrow had penetrated directly into his right abdomen.
Chang Yu crouched down to examine the wound where blood had frozen around it and shook his head at everyone. "Brother Yu Cheng! I'm sorry!"
Yu Cheng was clearly ready, so he didn't feel much. "It's all fate! It was meant to be! Are the brothers all okay? Did the general make it out safely?" Only when he received the news that everyone was safe did he finally relax. He nodded goodbye to everyone, took a deep breath, but the arrow wound pulled at him, causing him to grimace in pain. "I can't go back! Remember to go home and visit my mother for me!"
This was something the brothers had all agreed upon and sworn to. If anyone couldn't return, those who lived would have to go back and inform their parents. But it wasn't about telling the truth; it was about letting the elders know that their sons had gone out to do big business. After a few years of saving up, they would bring their parents to the big city to honor them. From then on, they would live a wealthy life!
Although it was all a lie, it would spare the elders from worrying about their children. In truth, the young people all knew that the elders didn't care about what kind of so-called city life they would enjoy later on. They always felt that no place could compare to their own warm home, where neighbors all knew each other. As long as their children could live well, it didn't matter whether they were rich or poor!
The brothers surrounding Yu Cheng struggled not to cry out loud, but tears continued to fall in the snow. Chang Yu shook his head vigorously to keep his emotions in check. Looking at everyone, he suddenly pulled out his sword and thrust it down fiercely. Unexpectedly, the sharp tip of the sword stopped right at Yu Cheng's heart and could not go any further.
Wang Jian grabbed Chang Yu's hand holding the sword and reminded him, "Don't give up on your brother; besides, we still have Xiao Yu'er!"
Now was not the time to be in the Qin Army Camp, where there was ample time for treatment and recovery. Behind them, a large number of Zhao Army Cavalry Unit could appear at any moment; carrying a Wounded would only slow down everyone's progress!
Seeing that both were still hesitating, Yu Cheng used all his strength to grasp the sword and suddenly stood up. The sharp long sword pierced through his body, instantly fixing his beating heart in place. "If you have a chance, live well..." Before he could finish speaking, he fell back onto the ground.
"Yu Cheng!"
Just as Chang Yu saw hope, he had no time to pull back; by the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late. He dropped his sword and embraced his brother's still-warm body, sitting on the ground and crying uncontrollably.
The enemies they had just encountered should have been part of the Zhao Army pursuit unit. They likely lost their target after chasing them to that small wooden house and scattered to search for traces. When they regrouped, they would immediately notice that those who went in that direction hadn't returned. Consequently, they would come rushing this way!
Wang Jian knew that there could be no more delays at this moment; the urgent task was to find a way to shake off this pursuing force before making further plans. At this time, Luzi and Li Xin should be heading towards Area Five; meeting up with them immediately was crucial! So he instructed everyone to quickly lift Chang Yu up and then simply cover up the traces on the ground.
A few people carried Yu Cheng off along a different path and dug a snow pit to place his body inside. Once everything was tidied up, the brothers formed a circle around the snow mound and silently paid their respects. There was nothing more they could do now; what else could they possibly do!?
Chang Yu handed the Sword, cleaned of bloodstains, to Wang Jian before turning around and squatting behind a tree, crying loudly. It was just a little bit away! If he had reacted in time or remembered the accompanying Surgeon earlier, his brother Yu Cheng would not have been buried far from home...
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