He dared to go into battle alone, so he naturally had the confidence to escape.
What Shen Fengchu was most afraid of was that she would be disobedient and rashly follow the army out of the city.
She was his weakness, even if he knew she was strong enough, he would still be distracted by her.
To him, her safety is far more important than this Longmen City, these 100,000 troops and horses, and this vast northwest!
After killing a Wala general in front of him, he looked back.
I saw her standing solemnly in the light of the fire on the city wall in the distance.
He was too far away, so he couldn't see her face clearly, but he could clearly see the drum hammer in her hand hitting the drum head hard, making a fine beat.
He suddenly understood.
She was in this way, with him.
If he doesn't let her leave the city, she won't leave the city, but her heart is always with him, just like the sound of her drum, accompanying him.
He didn't reply and kept drumming.
As long as he hears the sound of the drum, he knows that she is safe.
"kill!"
Turning around, Shen Fengchu galloped forward on horseback.
The horse's hooves are as fast as the beat of the drum she beats.
He swings the sword, he returns the sword, he cuts horizontally, he cuts straight, he flies up, he falls back on the horse...
Like a unique dance, accompanied by the rhythm of her drum.
Kill, kill, chop, stab, run, and crash!
He roared until his throat became hoarse, his arms were numb from the cuts, the knife in his hand was curled, and the boots under his feet were scuffed...
The eastern sky and the first ray of morning light in the northwest have already lit up.
Ninety thousand troops were all killed outside Longmen City.
Shen Fengchu turned around and pulled out his sword from the little general Wala in front of him. He raised his face, glanced at the white fish belly rising in the eastern sky, and slowly raised the big sword in his hand that had been stained red by the blood of countless people.
"armistice!"
After a night of fighting, even he was so tired that his wrists were numb, let alone the others.
On the city wall, Yun Chu looked sideways, looking at the figure in the formation covered in dark red and holding a long sword high, raised his lips, and fell to the ground without any strength.
Drum, stop.
When the drum beat stopped, all the northwest troops realized that they were invincible and could not be killed.
"We won?!"
"We won!"
They even didn't have the energy to cheer anymore.
After confirming the fact that he had won, he fell to the ground exhausted and began to gasp.
In the city, ordinary people rushed out like a tide, carrying kettles in their hands, steaming steamed buns and steamed buns, hard-boiled eggs...
They all know what prairie barbarians are. Everywhere they go, they will snatch away everything they can, including food, cloth, money... even children and women.
If they capture Longmen City, a disaster of fire and water will surely await them.
It was these soldiers who protected them and the city with their lives.
"Your Highness, please drink some water!"
Chen Qi dragged his tired legs over and handed a bowl of water to Shen Fengchu.
Shen Fengchu sheathed his sword, pushed his wrist away, turned his horse's head, and rushed towards the city wall.
On the city wall, in front of the drum, the figure was nowhere to be seen.
His heart tightened, and he tapped the saddle with his palm, and the man jumped up like a projectile. He stepped on the city wall with both feet, turned over neatly, jumped off the city wall, and landed on the drum platform.
Yunchu, who was leaning against a wooden pillar, raised his face and showed him a pale smile.
"Congratulations, Shen Fengchu, you won!"
"Silly girl!" He bent over and held her in his arms, "We won!"
"I didn't leave the city!" she whispered in her arms.