“Pah, pah…”
Shen Jing and Du Heng emerged from the tunnel in succession, spitting out the dust from their mouths.
Although they fled quickly enough, the powerful shockwave still left them in a sorry state.
Fortunately, the two only looked disheveled and were not injured.
Looking at the collapsed city wall, Shen Jing couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that this method of breaching the city was still unsafe.
If only he had a refrigerator, color TV, and a large sofa, knocking down this city wall would be a matter of minutes, wouldn't it?
The key was that people could still be safe and sound!
Shen Jing, while letting his mind wander, waited with Du Heng for Fan Qinghu.
But the two waited outside for almost a quarter of an hour and still didn't see Fan Qinghu.
Shen Jing realized something was wrong and quickly led Du Heng to the vicinity of the tunnel Fan Qinghu had entered.
“Where is Fan Qinghu?”
“Who saw Fan Qinghu?”
The two loudly questioned the soldiers guarding near the tunnel.
“He seemed to have rushed into the city…”
A soldier replied with some uncertainty.
“What?”
Shen Jing frowned tightly and asked again, “Did you see it with your own eyes?”
“Didn't see clearly.”
The soldier shook his head and pointed to the tunnel ahead, saying, “Before, I saw someone run out from there, but they didn't run far before suddenly charging into the city…”
Listening to the soldier's words, the two's expressions changed, and they quickly ran along the tunnel.
Soon, they saw a collapsed section of the tunnel.
Perhaps Fan Qinghu was unlucky, but this end of the tunnel had a hole collapsed almost in the middle.
Fan Qinghu should have climbed out from this spot.
The two looked at each other in confusion, wondering why that scoundrel Fan Qinghu would charge into the city.
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He didn't even have armor; even if he wanted to gain merit, he didn't need to be so hasty, right?
Moreover, they had already gained merit by collapsing the city wall!
“That scoundrel!”
Shen Jing cursed under his breath, secretly vowing that if Fan Qinghu returned alive, he would severely teach that scoundrel a lesson.
They had agreed on everything beforehand, but this scoundrel suddenly changed his mind.
Regardless of Fan Qinghu's reasons, this bad habit absolutely could not be tolerated.
While Shen Jing's face was dark, the battle within the city gradually became one-sided.
Prince Ji had hastily raised an army, and while his troops seemed numerous, in reality, there were only a little over ten thousand armored soldiers.
Those unarmored rebel soldiers were fine for defending the city, but in a direct confrontation, facing the fully armored imperial soldiers, they had almost no power to resist.
Soon, large numbers of rebels dropped their weapons and surrendered.
“Don't run!”
In the battlefield, Fan Qinghu, holding a retrieved red-tasseled spear, chased Master Leng.
Lao Guai!
Master Leng was Lao Guai!
He climbed out of the collapsed tunnel and saw Master Leng on the gate tower, ordering the rebels to fight to the death.
At this moment, Fan Qinghu had only one thought: revenge!
Seeing Master Leng mount a warhorse with the cover of a few rebels, Fan Qinghu's heart grew anxious, and he directly made a flying tackle, knocking a Suanni Iron Cavalry soldier who was rushing past him off his horse.
“Lend me your horse!”
Fan Qinghu roared at the dazed Suanni Iron Cavalry, quickly mounted the warhorse, and charged menacingly towards Master Leng, who was spurring his horse to flee.
It wasn't until Fan Qinghu galloped far away that the cavalryman slowly recovered his senses.
“Madman!”
The cavalryman slammed his hand on the ground and cursed at the distant Fan Qinghu.
This son of a bitch was definitely a madman!
He wasn't even wearing armor, just charging forward like a mad dog.
However, the current Fan Qinghu couldn't care less about so many things.
His eyes were only on Master Leng.
“Get out of the way! All of you, get out of the way!”
Fan Qinghu roared, his eyes bloodshot, constantly swinging the red-tasseled spear in his hand, killing the rebels blocking his path one by one.
As he charged, Fan Qinghu seemed to be bitten by something.
But at this moment, Fan Qinghu felt almost no pain; his eyes were fixed on Master Leng in front of him.
“Charge!”
Fan Qinghu constantly kicked the horse's belly, desperately chasing Master Leng.
Closer, getting closer and closer!
Seeing a blood-soaked man charging at him like a madman, Master Leng was also startled and hurriedly ordered the soldiers around him, “Stop him! Quickly, stop him!”
But the rebel army's momentum was now gone, and the soldiers around Master Leng were also fleeing in panic; no one heeded his orders.
Finally, Fan Qinghu spurred his horse and caught up with Master Leng.
Fan Qinghu thrust his spear, and Master Leng quickly swung his saber to block it.
Fan Qinghu relentlessly launched a fierce assault on Master Leng, disregarding everything else.
Suddenly, the warhorse beneath Fan Qinghu let out a painful whinny.
Immediately after, the warhorse's body sank, directly throwing Fan Qinghu forward.
Fan Qinghu had no mind to care about his own situation; the moment his body flew out, he directly made a flying tackle, knocking Master Leng off his warhorse as well.
The two landed almost simultaneously, both falling dizzily.
After recovering slightly, Fan Qinghu grabbed a fallen weapon nearby and fiercely stabbed Master Leng.
“Pfft!”
The spear tip plunged into Master Leng's body, and at the same time, the saber in Master Leng's hand also tore a long gash across Fan Qinghu's body.
Fan Qinghu finally felt a hint of pain.
But, with his eyes red from battle, he had no time to tend to his injuries; he rolled over, pinned down Master Leng's hand holding the saber, and then violently slammed his own large head into Master Leng's head.
Bang!
Their heads collided, and Master Leng was instantly disoriented, completely losing the ability to resist.
“My name is Fan Qinghu! I've come to avenge Fan Lao Si!”
Fan Qinghu roared, his eyes bloodshot, picked up the saber pinned beneath him, aimed it at Master Leng's neck, and fiercely slashed across it.
Blood gushed out, splashing all over Fan Qinghu.
But Fan Qinghu felt no disgust, only the satisfaction of having avenged a great wrong.
Just then, a rebel soldier slashed with a saber; Fan Qinghu, sensing danger, quickly rolled on the ground.
Screech…
Although he dodged the rebel's fatal blow, his body was still cut with a gash.
“Son of a bitch! I'll kill you!”
Fan Qinghu roared, immediately picked up the saber from the ground, and began wildly hacking at the rebel who had wounded him.
However, he had unknowingly charged into the main rebel army; facing the rebels' encirclement, even though Fan Qinghu was exceptionally brave, new wounds constantly appeared on his body.
But Fan Qinghu was like a madman, completely oblivious to the pain on his body, continuously fighting the rebels.
Suddenly, a rebel soldier, while Fan Qinghu was dealing with another rebel, stabbed him from behind.
Fan Qinghu was completely unaware of the danger behind him.
At this critical moment, a sharp arrow “whooshed” and struck the attacking rebel.
At the same time, a warhorse carried a general wielding two sabers, charging forward.
Swish, swish, swish…
The general's dual sabers continuously swung, relentlessly reaping the lives of the rebels.
Fan Qinghu looked back and realized it was Liang Hongqiao.
Liang Hongqiao led her men, charging all the way, and quickly reached Fan Qinghu's side.
Realizing that Liang Hongqiao had saved his life, Fan Qinghu quickly said, “Thank you…”
“Idiot, aren't you going to quickly find some armor to put on?!”
Liang Hongqiao roared, interrupting Fan Qinghu, and at the same time, swung her saber to cut down a rebel soldier…