Liu Dongjun landed a few yards in front of Yang Ge, arms crossed, squinting her narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes as she sized him up from head to toe... Bandage-like pieces of gauze were still plastered on her face.
She said with a grin, "The price from Ning Wangfu is right, and your sis here happens to be bored out of her mind, so I thought I’d drop by to make up the numbers. Let’s get one thing straight though, sis didn’t kill anyone, and even covered for that silly kid from the Ming Sect... You must be finding it hard to hold back, right? If you feel like throwing up, just do it. Even Wang Lin, who was expected to challenge the Seven Champions, died under your blade, so spitting out some blood won’t be shameful!"
However, her words, seemingly tender and considerate, radiated with a malevolent smugness.
Especially that smug smile at the corner of her mouth, Yang Ge couldn’t help but find it familiar. After giving it some thought... Shen Fa’s smug face, pleased as a fox, wasn’t it just like the one of this old woman?
"I’m saying, can you ease up a bit!"
Yang Ge rolled his dead-fish eyes, "Shen’s face, I can’t save you twice!"
Liu Dongjun’s eyes suddenly widened, "Shen? You actually call your immediate superior Shen?"
Despite her advanced age, this old woman’s attempt to glare and act cute like a young girl didn’t seem abrupt at all.
What a sly fox!
"How novel."
Yang Ge snickered, "Didn’t he tell you that I beat him up in public?"
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That damn Shen, such a hilarious incident and you didn’t tell me?
"Let’s make a deal."
Liu Dongjun stared at Yang Ge for a long while before finally lowering her gaze, "Sis can let go of the incident when you ruthlessly damaged the flowers, but you must keep this a secret, and not mention it to anyone ever again!"
"First,"
Yang Ge raised an index finger, "You’re not a flower."
"Second, I haven’t got any ruthless hands."
"Third, can’t do it, I’ll go back and tell Shen straight away!"
Each statement jabbed straight into Liu Dongjun’s heart, infuriating her so much that she began to feel chest pain again, "Alright, alright, it seems you’re asking for it. If I don’t give you a good beating today, you’ll never learn that women aren’t meant to be hit..."
She rolled up her sleeves, fuming as she spoke.
Yang Ge narrowed his eyes, gripping his Cold Moon Treasure Blade, "Whichever claw you don’t want, just stretch it out!"
Liu Dongjun’s expression sharpened, but she quickly put on a brave front and said, "This bluffing routine, sis got tired of such games when I was eighteen. That blade you used to kill Wang Lin, even if you killed me, I wouldn’t believe you can swing it again..."
Yang Ge laughed too, "But you’re not Wang Lin, are you?"
After flickering eyes for a moment, Liu Dongjun suddenly smiled warmly and gently, pulling down her sleeve to cover her snowy white arm, "An exchange of blows is such a mood killer, we siblings will have to see each other again in the future!"
Yang Ge’s gaze relaxed slightly, but he didn’t let go of the Cold Moon Treasure Blade, "Go, kill a hundred Dongying pirates, and for today’s incident, I will not hold it against you out of respect for Shen, otherwise... Haha!"
Liu Dongjun’s mouth dropped open slightly, disbelief written across her face, "Are you serious?"
Yang Ge, "Yang Erlang never jokes with people outside his circle of friends!"
"Bastard!"
Liu Dongjun clenched his teeth and turned around, his fury showing as he flung his sleeve with a whip. From within his sleeve, he pulled out a tassel that pierced through several Dongying bandits armed with swords nearby but too afraid to approach, "It’s my damn bad luck to have recognized you two!"
Yang Ge watched her sweep into the bandits like a gust of wind, slaughtering left and right, and finally, he exhaled a heavy breath.
As his strongest move, ’One goes not back’ did not have a fixed consumption of True Qi; the more True Qi he used, the more powerful the strike.
And facing an expert like Wang Lin, how could he dare to be reckless and hold back?
Thus, although he wasn’t at the point of running out of oil and the lamp going out,
he was actually very close to it.
At least, it was not enough to support another fight with a top expert like Liu Dongjun, ranked just below those in the list of heroes...
He took a deep breath and scanned the entire battlefield.
Qin’s artillery position had shown its power, more than thirty cannons were firing into the ranks of the pirates as if it cost them nothing. Although solid shots were somewhat less destructive than canister shots, they were sufficient to break the Dongying pirates’ formation.
Meanwhile, the traps and defenses Yang Tiansheng had set up on the surrounding hillsides were still effective, forcing the bandits to desperately charge at that narrow strait.
As for the mouth of the strait, it had already been taken over by the soldiers Zhou Fu had recruited, holding back the pirates’ suicidal charges with their formation.
"This is secure!"
He put down the Cold Moon Saber and stood on the beach to recover his breath, looking like someone uninvolved. All around him were bandits scurrying about, yet not one dared to come close and claw at him.
Just when he was thinking of taking a breath before continuing the slaughter of these scoundrel pirates, a tumultuous shouting suddenly reached him from afar.
He looked intently and saw a Dongying pirate expert clad in a dark suit of Dongying armor, wielding a long sword, who had broken through the formation of the recruited soldiers at the mouth of the strait. A flood of pirates was following him and rushing inward...
Seeing this, Yang Ge’s expression changed and he picked up the Cold Moon Saber, ready to rush over to help.
Just then, a thunderous roar came from the direction of the strait, "I’m Xiang Wudi from Jiangdong, Dongying scum, meet your death!"
Amidst the roar, a towering figure riding a tall horse burst forth from the midst of the pirates at the strait with a dark red-tasseled spear, sweeping up a storm of blood.
Following him, hundreds of fierce men armed with swords and shields charged against the tide of onrushing pirates, bravely initiating a counter-charge.
"Xiang Wudi?"
Yang Ge paused for a moment and then his gaze softened, "He’s a real man!"
No sooner had Xiang Wudi and his men from the Xiang Family entered the beach than two other forces managed to break through to the beach before the recruits could close off the strait again.
Why were they two separate forces?
Because the distinction between these two forces was quite clear, and it just so happened that Yang Ge knew them both.
One group was dressed in neat embroidered attire, with uniform bull-tail sabers in hand. The leader, clad in a prisoner’s embroidered attire and riding a black horse, was commanding, pointing his saber at the swarm of pirates on the beach and shouting at the top of his lungs.
The other group was dressed in assorted attire, with a variety of weapons, some even holding fishing spears; the only thing they had in common was a red band tied around each of their arms. The leader, wearing a white robe and silver spear on his white horse, even took care to protect his bangs as he charged into battle...
Watching their valiant charge, Yang Ge unexpectedly felt his eyes sting. He rubbed his eyes forcefully and, gathering his True Qi, laughed out loud, "Why care where we are buried when we die, life has no place that’s not green hills. Brothers, let’s clean them out, let’s bring peace to the four seas!"
"Kill!"
Countless brave men raised their weapons and roared at the top of their lungs.