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Li Xin knew that Sun Thirteen had no short weapon for self-defense, and after blocking the opponent's assassination attempt, he wanted to check if Thirteen was okay. The two attackers clearly had no intention of letting anyone worry too much; seeing their strike miss, they immediately withdrew their swords and continued their assault.
Thirteen had always been a reserved person, rarely speaking much to those he wasn't familiar with. Especially in front of acquaintances, he had never heard him cry out in pain when injured. Others were different; at least they would scream when hurt. It was precisely because they understood each other so well that Li Xin was worried Thirteen was once again keeping quiet.
With a formidable enemy before them, it was a life-and-death situation. Li Xin momentarily lost focus and was immediately pinned down by the two swords targeting him from above and below. He knew they were also skilled swordsmen, so he quickly stepped back, blocking left and striking right, managing to even the odds. Even so, he had already retreated three steps. If he took one more step back, he would be up against a toppled cart. Indeed, if it came to that, it would be an awkward situation with no way to retreat. Thus, he dared not be careless and focused intently on handling the situation.
Sun Thirteen was engaged in a struggle with the enemy when he caught a glimpse of Cold Light flashing at the corner of his eye and realized something was wrong. As he leaned back to evade, he felt a sharp edge slice past his chin. Damn! If that had connected, he would have been dead on the spot!
The one who rushed to his aid saw that the opponent had dropped their weapon and barely avoided a fatal blow, so there was no hesitation. He stepped forward and thrust three times with his sword, taking advantage of the moment to completely separate the two who were just engaged in combat. With his sword held across his chest, he gestured for the others who followed to hurry up and assist.
"Thirteen! It's just a mere coachman! I originally planned not to kill you, but now I've changed my mind!"
Sun Thirteen was searching for a weapon but found nothing useful nearby. Glancing at the wooden frame blocking his path, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Due to his status, he rarely carried a sword. Moreover, traveling with Luzi meant dealing with various people; who had experienced such situations? Over time, wearing a weapon at his waist felt uncomfortable.
Earlier in the fight, Li Xin had reminded him to carry a self-defense weapon. And now that they were actually fighting, he realized that the few weapons he had were carelessly left on the wooden frame! Hearing someone call out his name from across the way made him look up carefully. This glance startled him greatly.
The person facing him was none other than Xiang Zeng, the head of security responsible for Hequ Horse Grounds back in the day! A genuine Qin person!
This individual had caused half of the horse grounds to be burned down due to negligence while drunk; he entered the hay storage with a lantern without permission. At that time, everyone thought this negligent person had perished in the fire. Later investigations by the criminal department concluded that Xiang Zeng had killed the guards out of fear of severe punishment and fled under cover of night. Amidst the chaos as everyone rushed to extinguish the fire, he even led several subordinates to steal fourteen fine horses. Thirteen's father was demoted and sent to the frontier due to this incident, and subsequently, Thirteen's second brother took over as master of the grounds.
Thirteen was quite familiar with Xiang Zeng; in fact, he was his first swordsmanship teacher. Because of this connection, Thirteen still wanted to believe that Xiang Zeng hadn't stolen horses or killed anyone but rather perished honorably in the fire. Besides, there were many charred bodies at that time; who could guarantee that none of them belonged to his master?
Now seeing a living person standing right in front of him brought back memories intertwined with traces from that fateful day. Those who had been indirectly killed by this man yesterday smiled brightly; now they were reduced to charred remains no larger than three-year-old children. All of this was thanks to this very man! Thinking about this made him grit his teeth in anger.
"Your father has always treated you well, and for this matter, he was even exiled. On the day he was taken away by the Criminal Division, he was still worried about whether your son would be implicated! So many people have died at your hands! Are you even human?!"
Upon hearing these words, Xiang Zeng couldn't help but snort coldly. He raised his hand to signal silence and said angrily, "That's too fake! My wife and two sons were burned to death in that room! Don't you all know? And yet you hypocritically ask if they were implicated?!"
At that time, there were too many bodies to handle, and many lists of missing persons have yet to be sorted out. Therefore, many people are willing to believe that those who went missing are still alive and might return to this big family one day. Xiang Zeng's family members were also among the missing, which is why they were not included in the death list. Thirteen was more than willing to believe that his old companions were living well and had grown up.
Hearing Xiang Cheng's father speak the truth made him sigh heavily in his heart. A person merely acted thoughtlessly twice, yet it led to the death of the only remaining relatives in this world. If things ended here, it would be fine; after all, no one can accurately predict unknown outcomes. However, everything done afterward only proves how dark this person's heart truly is. To save himself, he would even kill his former comrade!
Xiang Cheng! Old companions! Those relatives who perished in the fire! Today I will avenge you! Sun Thirteen bowed deeply, as a way to honor their past teacher-student bond. He raised his head to look at Xiang Zeng and said, "From this moment on, our ties are severed!"
All your martial skills were taught by me! Xiang Zeng merely smiled slightly at the challenge and reached for a Bronze Sword, tossing it to Sun Thirteen. "A person's life and death depend on their heart; die like a warrior!"
Thirteen caught the thrown Bronze Sword and used the opening move from Xiang Family Swordsmanship as the formal beginning of today’s confrontation.
At this moment, the defensive position began to collapse gradually, with several defense points entering close combat. In such a critical moment, the archers stationed on both flanks remained silent. The reason was simple: they had not received an attack order from their commander. That commander was Li Xin himself. Currently, he was struggling to fend off attacks from four enemies and could not notify the archers to prepare.
The Observer hiding in a large tree also saw that the battlefield was becoming uncontrollable and hurriedly gestured to ask the Centurion hidden in the bushes how to respond. If the situation continued to delay, the final result would be total annihilation. With the camp completely defeated, everything would turn to ashes.
Since these temporary subordinates were guards left by Wang Jian before he left Luzi, Li Xin did not know them well. Worried about crossfire exposing their positions prematurely, he simply issued a strict order to the Soldiers: without an attack command, they were not allowed to move even if the sky fell. Qin Law is strict; military discipline is even stricter. Even when arrows rain down from Above during battle, they cannot dodge without a general's order. This is precisely why the Centurion responsible for the flanks found himself at a loss for what to do.
What should we do?
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