strictlysupreme Chapter 195 Hijacking
Chapter 195 Hijacking
Xiaoyue suddenly felt an immense and unparalleled force surging towards her like a raging torrent.
In an instant, his body lost its balance like a falling leaf.
Like a stone that has been violently struck, it flew backward at high speed, out of control.
Her body traced a poignant arc in mid-air before crashing heavily onto the snow-covered ground.
Xiaoyue lay paralyzed in the snow, her chest heaving violently as she gasped for breath, bright red blood slowly oozing from the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "I must say, it is truly rare for someone your age to have such skill."
Given more time, once you've fully developed your skills, you'll surely become a legendary heroine in this martial world.
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyue felt a sudden tightness in her chest, followed by a violent coughing fit.
"Cough cough..."
At this moment, Daya, who was fighting fiercely in the distance, felt that the powerful force had dissipated, and her heart became increasingly anxious.
She gritted her teeth, her longsword dancing wildly in her hand like a nimble dragon.
Wherever Gu Xuanchao went, his soldiers fell like harvested straw, their blood flowing in a horrifying way through the snow.
The man's gaze was like frost as he stared at Xiaoyue, who lay on the snow, barely breathing.
His voice was so cold it seemed to freeze the surrounding air.
"Alright, that concludes our game."
He suddenly moved, like a phantom in the dark, and instantly appeared beside Xiaoyue.
The man's broadsword, illuminated by the snow, was aimed at Xiaoyue's body, which was no longer able to struggle.
They were preparing to deliver the final blow to Xiaoyue and bring everything back to silence.
At that critical moment between life and death, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Stop! Don't move!"
A crisp and resolute shout, like a thunderclap in winter, suddenly exploded across the vast snowfield.
Upon hearing this, the man paused, and the gleaming blade tip, which had been close to Xiaoyue's chest, froze at the last second.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the swirling snowflakes, and fixed on a woman not far away.
Although the woman was still young, she stood tall and straight, holding a long sword firmly against the neck of a young master.
With just a light swipe, one can take their life.
Her eyes held both determination and a barely perceptible tension and anxiety.
The woman's gaze was fixed on Xiaoyue, who was lying on the snow. Her striking white hair stood out against the white snow.
Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her clothes were stained red with blood, making her look particularly pitiful.
This scene was like a sharp blade, deeply piercing the woman's heart.
Tears welled up in the woman's eyes, but ultimately, unable to bear the weight of the moment, they silently slid down her delicate cheeks.
Tears fell onto the cold snow and melted instantly, as if even the tears were mourning the cruelty and injustice of the world.
She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to keep her voice from trembling, but the grief and anger in her eyes surged like a tidal wave, impossible to conceal.
The man noticed the woman with the sword was distracted and had an idea to take the opportunity to save her.
But the woman reacted extremely quickly. She gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, and the blade drew a faint but chilling glint across the young man's neck.
At the same time, her cold and firm voice rang out again.
"Don't move! You can try and see if your movements are faster, or if this sword in my hand is faster!"
I sensed the unquestionable and resolute tone in the woman's words.
The man's foot, which he was about to lift, froze in mid-air before slowly landing back on the ground.
Just then, Xiaoyue, who was lying on the snow, turned her head with great difficulty through her strong willpower, and tried to focus her blurry vision on the woman not far away.
Her voice was weak and trembling, yet it clearly reached the ears of the group.
"Shui'er?"
The people who came were Shui'er and her friends.
Shui'er and Xiao He were at the foot of the mountain when they heard a series of passionate shouts of battle coming from afar.
They immediately realized that there must be a battle going on ahead.
Without the slightest hesitation, the two urged their horses on and traversed the rugged, snowy terrain at top speed.
Although the snow made the journey quite difficult, these difficulties seemed insignificant in the face of the urgent situation.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, they decided to abandon the carriage and instead use their light-footed skills, like two nimble lightning bolts, heading straight for the battlefield in Jiaxian County.
As they drew closer, Shui'er and Xiao He witnessed firsthand the thrilling clash between the soldiers of Gu Xuan Dynasty and the soldiers of Ling Kingdom, and their anxiety and eagerness grew stronger.
Shui'er whispered to Xiao He, "Xiao He, let's approach them quietly, but be careful not to be discovered."
Xiao He frowned slightly upon hearing this, and asked in confusion, "Shouldn't we just rush down to support the Ling Kingdom?"
Shui'er gently shook her head, her eyes sparkling with wisdom.
"No, Xiao He, do you still remember the wonderful stories that Sister Xiao Ya once told us?"
One of the sayings is, "To catch the thief, first catch the king," which is exactly the strategy we should adopt right now.
Xiaohe suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly.
"Oh, I see. We just need to approach stealthily, try to capture their general, and then the enemy will have no choice but to retreat or compromise."
Shui'er nodded when she heard Xiao He say that.
The two then cautiously moved toward the battlefield from a distance, like two cheetahs lurking in the shadows, ready to launch a fatal attack at any moment.
The two women, in their secluded spot, keenly sensed Xiaoyue's surging internal energy fluctuations.
At first, they knew nothing about the specific situation on the battlefield.
But when they discovered that the one who caused this chaos was actually their own sister, Xiaoyue.
The stories I had heard from Shanzi and the others flooded my mind instantly.
Su Family Village was brutally massacred, and Sister Xiaoyue unleashed astonishing internal energy in that moment of despair.
Unfortunately, Shui'er and Xiao He were not present at the time, so they only heard about it but did not witness it firsthand.
Upon learning that Sister Xiaoyue was in trouble, the two women were so moved that they almost wanted to rush out and fight alongside her against the powerful enemy.
But at this critical moment, Shui'er showed extraordinary composure. She reminded Xiao He that the best strategy at present was to capture the leader first.
After a brief discussion, the two made up their minds to continue their infiltration and search for Gu Xuanchao's supreme commander.
They observed patiently from the shadows, time seemed to stand still, every second filled with tension and anticipation.
As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. Amidst the commotion, a general with a unique appearance and extraordinary bearing stood out from the crowd like a crane among chickens.
Shui'er's expression tightened, and she quickly tugged at Xiao He beside her, whispering, "Xiao He, look over there!"
Xiao He looked up and couldn't help but exclaim softly, "His clothes and armor are indeed different from others."
A resolute glint flashed in Shui'er's eyes: "This man must be Gu Xuanchao's general. Let's finish this quickly, rush over together, launch a surprise attack, and capture him!"
Xiao He nodded slightly, and the two exchanged glances, reaching a tacit understanding before rushing towards the general like an arrow released from a bow.
In the blink of an eye, the two had reached the general, and his guards fell one after another.
Xiaohe, however, encountered a highly skilled opponent and was instantly entangled, unable to escape.
Shui'er, on the other hand, had a smoother time. She moved with lightning speed, instantly closing in on the general and kicking the unsuspecting general off his horse.
He then darted forward, his sword firmly resting against the man's neck.
Thus, the scene before us came to be: Shui'er held a long sword close to the neck of the eldest prince of Gu Xuanchao, using him as a hostage to stabilize the situation.
Faced with this sudden turn of events, the man's expression turned solemn. He knew that the safety of the eldest prince was crucial to the entire war effort.
Especially when Shui'er's calm and firm words rang out.
"Let's see if you're faster or my sword is faster."
He dared not act rashly, fearing that a moment of recklessness would lead to irreversible consequences.
The man remained calm, a slightly mocking smile playing on his lips.
"You guys do have some tricks up your sleeve, actually thinking of using the eldest prince to keep me in check."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao He broke through the obstruction and rushed to Shui'er's side.
Without hesitation, she raised her sword high, placing it firmly against the neck of the eldest prince, Wu Bailie, along with Shui'er's sword.
With a resolute gaze, she shouted at Gu Xuanchao's army, "Tell all your men to retreat, or your eldest prince's life is in danger!"
Upon seeing this, the soldiers who had been closely following Xiao He stopped in their tracks.
He hesitated not far from them, a hint of panic and uncertainty in his eyes.
Wu Bailie's face was gloomy, but he was aware of his current predicament.