Fengcheng Flying General

Chapter 89

The hot blood splattered on his face further fueled Zhu Yu's madness. He swung his knife swiftly at Jun Yu again, but as if remembering how piercing that scream was, he regained his senses slightly, staring blankly at Jun Yu, momentarily forgetting to bring down the knife he had swung.

In that moment of hesitation, Junyu had already leaped out, whistled, and the big black horse galloped over. Junyu jumped onto the horse, shook off him, and chased after Zhenmutier.

Before Zhu Yu could react, Jun Yu had already run a distance.

"Junyu, you can't escape! I'm going to kill you today!" He laughed loudly, leaped onto his Ferghana horse, and chased after Junyu with his gleaming broadsword.

Chapter 325: Killing the Beloved 2

Because of Zhu Yu's obstruction, the distance between Junyu and Zhenmutier widened again. She clutched her wounded shoulder and ran for a while, only to find that the two morning gusts of wind had distorted her direction; the sand dunes had shifted, the world had lost its color, and as far as the eye could see, all around was a vast expanse of white, making it impossible to distinguish east from west. However, Zhenmutier and the others were clearly also delayed by the wind; although they had escaped first, they were not completely out of sight. Behind them, Zhu Yu, for some unknown reason, had also been left far behind.

Zhenmutier's group had become tiny black dots, and their horses were moving slower and slower across the desert. Another day had passed in this pursuit, yet despite being right in sight, they still couldn't catch up. Junyu was growing anxious. Although the wound on her shoulder inflicted by Zhu Yu wasn't too serious, the limited food and water she had hastily brought with her during the two days of pursuit were almost gone. The deeper Zhenmutier ventured into the desert, the more dangerous the pursuit would become, given her injury and lack of supplies.

Ahead were several more Crimson Gold Clan soldiers who had fallen behind. These soldiers were among the hundred suicide squad members who had carried a slightly more abundant supply of food and water due to the long-distance raid. Jun Yu quickly caught up, and the soldier who had fallen behind turned to face Jun Yu. Knowing that he was doomed, he suddenly gritted his teeth, ripped open his water bag, and slashed at Jun Yu with his sword.

Seeing his unwavering loyalty and courage, Junyu sighed inwardly, knocked his sword to the ground with a single move, and shouted, "I will only kill Zhenmutier. You all should quickly leave the desert and escape for your lives!"

The remaining few had long heard of Fengcheng Feishuai's reputation and were prepared to pry open the water bag for a final desperate attempt. However, seeing that Junyu had knocked the soldier's broadsword away with a single move and had not forcibly seized the water bag, they exchanged glances. The earlier strong wind had blown them off course, and they were all wandering around like headless flies. Knowing that without water in this desert, they would eventually die, they hesitated and could not pry any further.

While they were still hesitating, Junyu had already spurred his horse and galloped ahead of them. The group looked at each other, unsure whether to continue chasing or retreat. This hesitation only caused them to be left far behind.

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Zhu Yu drew his sword, whipped his horse, and sped off in pursuit. After a while, he suddenly spotted two lone soldiers ahead, one of whom was drinking water from a water bag. He had been desperately chasing Jun Yu alone, and in his haste, he had forgotten about food and water. He hadn't realized it while in a semi-mad state during the pursuit, but now he felt unbearably thirsty. Therefore, upon seeing someone drinking water, he abandoned his pursuit of Jun Yu and immediately ran towards the two men.

Upon seeing the arrival of the "Imperial Son-in-Law," the two men were overjoyed. They immediately looked in Junyu's direction and shouted, "Imperial Son-in-Law, hurry to save the Great Khan! The Flying General of Fengcheng has already given chase..."

"Alright!" Zhu Yu agreed. The two of them felt a chill before their eyes as a large sword slashed at them repeatedly with lightning speed. They fell to the ground without even uttering a sound.

Zhu Yu reached for the two water bags with both hands at the same time, quickly grabbed them, sat down abruptly on the ground, and took a big gulp before finally catching his breath.

Under the blazing sun, Zhu Yu stared with bloodshot eyes at the corpses of the two soldiers with bulging eyes, then suddenly poured some water on his head.

These past few days, he had been feeling deeply troubled, and the more bloodthirsty he became, the more insane and erratic he became. But now, as this little bit of water was poured over his head, he suddenly felt much more clear-headed.

“I am Junyu… Junyu…” He recalled Junyu’s horrified voice and the blood gushing from her shoulder, and suddenly laughed: “Junyu, what makes you think that just because you’re Junyu I won’t kill you?! You chose Tuosang, you made me your enemy, you should have died long ago!”

He regained his senses and saw that the water in both water bags was almost gone. He knew that running wildly in the desert under the scorching sun while dehydrated was extremely dangerous. So, although he saw Junyu's figure getting further and further away, he stopped chasing desperately and muttered to himself, "Oh well, you can't go very fast in this desert anyway. I'll wait until you and Zhenmutier are both badly injured, then I'll come and clear away these two biggest obstacles!"

After resting for a while in the shadow of the sand dunes, he continued onward and saw several figures ahead, clearly the last of the abandoned elite Crimson Gold Clan warriors. He glanced at the few water pouches in his hand, a surge of joy rising within him, and spurred his horse to quickly catch up.

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Chapter 326: Clash of Kings 1

As the sun rose and set, Junyu was now only a few feet away from Zhenmutier and his group.

After chasing for several days and nights, Zhenmutier and his men ran out of food and water, and were all exhausted.

Zhenmutier was left with only two guards. Most of the 500 elite cavalry he led during his breakout, along with the later 100 daredevils, had been overtaken. Those who had ambushed Junyu along the way had avoided him in the vast desert, as Junyu was unwilling to inflict further casualties. However, while they had avoided Junyu, they had not escaped Zhu Yu. After several rounds of fighting, almost none remained.

Zhenmutier, a powerful and ruthless figure, was skilled in martial arts, but he had experienced Junyu's prowess firsthand on several occasions. He also knew that even after losing her sight, she could still destroy an archer squad in the desert. Now, seeing Junyu overcoming numerous obstacles and chasing after him alone, he knew he was doomed. So he simply stopped, turned around, and faced her directly: "Flying General Fengcheng, you still managed to catch up!"

Junyu reined in his horse: "Zhenmutier, last time in Yushu Town you escaped during the sandstorm, this time, you won't get away."

Zhenmuter looked at the vast desert and laughed, "Last time it was Heaven that helped me escape danger, and this time it's Heaven that helped me again, causing that sandstorm to blow us off course..."

"This time, God is definitely not going to help you."

Do you know what this place is?

Junyu was not familiar with this western desert and shook his head.

Are you skilled at finding water sources in the desert?

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Chapter 327: The Clash of Kings 2

Junyu shook her head again. Although she had passed through the desert several times, she had only been on the edge of the desert or crossed some small deserts. She had never gone deep into the heart of the desert.

Zhenmutier looked at her somewhat dry lips and laughed, "Fengcheng Feishuai, you probably haven't had any water for two days!"

Junyu nodded calmly. She had been chasing after something in the desert for several days, and yesterday, her food and water had run out. Even if she could return along the way immediately, she would be thirsty for several days. Moreover, she had lost her way and could no longer return by the same route.

She glanced at Zhenmuter and his two guards; their water bags were empty, and they had only a little dry rations left. It seemed that in their hasty escape, they dared not stop to resupply, and their food and water had all been exhausted.

"There are quite a few guards along the way. With your skills, you shouldn't be unable to get water and food, right?"

“Your elite soldiers are loyal, brave and skilled in battle, which is very rare. The few who died had their water bags torn, and I cannot take the water bags from those who did not die.”

In this desert, water is life. If you steal water, even if you don't kill the person, it's still considered murder.

"Very well, there are things I should do and things I shouldn't do! Commander Fengcheng, you truly deserve to be called a hero of your generation. It's not too unfair for me to be defeated by you. However, this desert is one of the largest deserts I know of. We have now penetrated deep into the heart of the infamous 'Land of Death.' This 'Land of Death' is hundreds of times larger than the small desert you fled from after you went blind. The gale three days ago completely blew us off course. Even if I were to perish here, you would still be buried in the sea of sand if you couldn't find your way and locate water."

Junyu looked at this vast sea of death. The sun had set, and the scorching sand beneath his feet had cooled down. In the distance, the sand sea rippled like fish scales, a magnificent sight, but there was not a trace of any living creature, not even a single rat, the most resilient of creatures.

Zhenmuter said in a deep voice, “I have a guard who is familiar with the desert routes and can find water. You don’t know the way, so even if you kill me now, you will still perish in the desert. Why don’t we work together to get out of this desert first? See, isn’t Heaven helping me once again?”

Junyu suddenly thought of Tuosang and remained silent.

Before she even chased after Zhenmutier, she had already seen the signal from Tuosang returning. But Zhenmutier had fled too quickly, and she simply couldn't wait for him. Now, although victory was assured, Tuosang rushed back only to find her missing; she wondered how anxious he would be. If she couldn't escape this desert any longer, how worried he would be.

Seeing her silence, Zhenmutier was secretly pleased and said loudly, "Flying General Fengcheng is young and promising. This great victory will surely lead to a bright future. Why waste your life in this vast desert?!"

Junyu dismounted and gazed once more at the magnificent sea of sand, at the vast, boundless white sky she had never seen before. After several days of riding, the desert remained endless. Although she had traversed deserts many times during wars and trades, even fleeing for her life while blind, only escaping with her life thanks to Tuosang's timely appearance, none of those deserts could compare to this boundless "Sea of Death"!

Apart from the wind, the sand, and a few people about to fight to the death, there was no trace of life in this desert.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Zhenmutier was secretly pleased and said, "Flying General Fengcheng, once you leave this desert, you will still have many opportunities to kill me. Think it over carefully."

Junyu remained silent.

Zhenmutier laughed and said, "Flying General Fengcheng, you are an invincible hero. I only have these two guards left. Even if we fight to the death after we leave the desert, you will still have an absolute advantage!"

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Chapter 328: The Clash of Kings 3

Junyu turned his gaze from the vast sky to Zhenmutier: "Zhenmutier, your army has been completely defeated. However, I know that you still have forces you have supported in the Western Regions. Although you have suffered a temporary defeat, your prestige remains. Once you leave the desert, you can immediately regroup. Six years ago, you escaped in Yushu Town, which led to this decisive battle with countless casualties. Today, I will never give you that chance again."

That glimmer of hope sank to the bottom. Zhenmutier sneered, "You don't know the way, you can't tell where the water is. Think it over!"

Junyu did not answer, but asked, "Zhenmutier, how many cities have you slaughtered over the years?"

The Crimson Gold Clan army has an unwritten rule: if they conquer a place and encounter no resistance, the entire city will be preserved; if they encounter even the slightest resistance, the entire city will be slaughtered!

Zhenmutier paused for a moment before saying, "I can't remember! But, I think I slaughtered dozens of towns and villages, big and small."

"Have you ever considered that the tens of thousands of people who were slaughtered also didn't want to die, just like you do today? So many people have already died for you, you are not wronged."

Zhenmutier sneered but did not speak.

Junyu looked at his cold smile and laughed as well: "Zhenmutier, I have experienced many battles, big and small, but I rarely go out alone to hunt down the fleeing enemy commander. However, the only two people I have ever pursued with all my might were you. Do you know why?"

Zhenmuter looked at her suspiciously.

Junyu looked at him and said, "Because I've wanted to kill you for many years! You are the person I swore to kill in this lifetime."

"Oh, I am completely unfamiliar with you, and you are so young. What deep-seated hatred could I possibly have against you?"

"More than a decade ago, I happened to pass through a small border town. The town was almost deserted, with corpses strewn everywhere. An army had just passed through and captured all the women and children in the town to distribute as 'rations' to their soldiers, ready to be killed and eaten at any time..."

Without hesitation, Zhenmutier immediately replied, "Yes, that's right! In order to win a crucial victory, our soldiers couldn't carry heavy loads on long-distance raids, so we didn't bring any provisions. We 'foraged' along the way, slaughtering a border town and using millions of people as dried meat as military rations! As a result, we won a great victory that time, which led to the powerful rise of the Crimson Gold Clan!"

He sneered again: "War is inherently cruel. The victor is king and the loser is villain. Slaughtering a few cities and eating a few people is nothing!"

"One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand. On the battlefield, any means are justifiable, and no matter how brutal and bloody the enemy's slaughter may be, it is understandable! However, what you are slaughtering is not your enemy, but unarmed civilians! You not only kill them, but you also eat them! You leave no trace of their bodies! Your belly is their grave!"

"Before this, I never imagined I would become a soldier. After leaving this place, I resolved to join the army and vowed that if I had the chance, I would personally take the head of that brutal and inhumane army's general and offer a blood sacrifice to the innocent people he devoured! Later, I discovered that the general of that army was you. Later still, you became the Great Khan, and your ambition swelled, causing countless disturbances and massacres everywhere. That's why I relentlessly pursued you after your two defeats and escapes, determined to exterminate you!"

"To save more people from dying, you must die today."

"Even if you have to die with me?"

“I am never threatened! And if I used you to escape the desert and survive, it is not my principle to turn around and kill you.”

"You should think about it some more!"

"I've thought it through very carefully!"

"After this battle, at least twenty years of peace will be guaranteed for our northern border. My wish has been fulfilled, and it doesn't matter if I perish in the desert..." Junyu laughed. "Besides, after killing you, I will do my best to find water and a way out."

Seeing the unwavering determination in her eyes, Zhenmutier knew there was no room for negotiation. He drew his treasured sword and laughed loudly, "Good! Today, I, the Khan, will personally fight Fengcheng Feishuai to the death!" His two guards also took their positions, fully focused and ready to attack at any moment.

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Chapter 329: Severing Emotions and Love 1

With his longsword drawn, Jun Yu glanced once more at the boundless death zone. Behind him, a dark figure was approaching—it was Zhu Yu, who had arrived on his way.

Zhu Yu carried a large water bag, which he had clearly seized by killing many guards. The last few elite daredevils who had been spared by Jun Yu, though already prepared to die with the enemy, were completely unaware that Zhu Yu had rebelled. They never expected that the "prince consort" who came to "rescue" them would suddenly turn ruthless, so they failed to slit the water bag in time, allowing Zhu Yu to snatch it away.

At this moment, Zhenmutier also noticed Zhu Yu who had arrived. In his despair, a glimmer of hope suddenly sprouted. Perhaps, this man whom he had once trusted and relied on, and who had promised his beloved daughter, had not betrayed him.

"The Prince Consort has arrived. Commander Fengcheng, it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious today!" He looked at Junyu, his voice trembling slightly, as if he himself didn't believe what he was saying.

Before he finished speaking, yellow sand swirled and swords flew. Junyu's "Chasing Flight" emitted a faint red light, and several streams of blood splattered in the yellow sand. His two guards had already fallen to the ground.

Zhenmutier staggered back several steps, almost sitting on the sand. "Chasing Fly" was already pointed at his throat, while behind Junyu, a person had already held a large sword against her back.

“Son-in-law…” Zhenmutier saw Zhu Yu’s calm eyes and the gleaming broadsword held across Jun Yu’s back, and suddenly laughed: “Flying General of Fengcheng, we are the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind…”

Junyu nodded, but her expression remained unchanged. She knew that if she thrust her sword out again, Zhenmutier would surely perish. However, her back was wide open, and if Zhu Yu made a move, she would also die under the large sword held across her back.

Zhenmutier's gaze passed over Junyu and fixed firmly on Zhu Yu.

"Great Khan!" Zhu Yu smiled and nodded at him. "You understand me best! Now, the two strongest men in the North are about to perish together, and the North will be mine!"