Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress
Chapter 563 - 560: The Coming Day_1

Chapter 563: Chapter 560: The Coming Day_1

Changmao was still intercepting at the East Gate; she was not completely without a chance.

But if she died, then there would be nothing left.

Not to mention, just now, she used too much force to lift that man from the Nanrong Imperial Family to intimidate the Nanrong army. It seemed she slightly injured her arm, and her tense muscles now felt somewhat soft.

Lu Ping saw that Bai Qingyan had calmed down and motioned for the Bai family guards and Dengzhou Army to move forward. "Clear the way!"

The Dengzhou Army, confident in their victory, was already bloodthirsty. Now that the defeat of Nanrong was evident, they fought and retreated, no longer resisting.

"Carve out a path and head straight for the East Gate!" Bai Qingyan scanned the Dengzhou Army, who were also fighting fiercely, and shouted, "Capture the Ghost Mask General alive!"

The Ghost Mask General had just recently become famous. Having fought the new war general Xie Xun of Yan several times, he performed excellently. Since Dengzhou was so close to Nanrong, the Dengzhou Army naturally knew how different Nanrong had become after acquiring this Ghost Mask General.

If they could capture the Ghost Mask General alive, they would no longer have to fear him in the future!

The Dengzhou Army’s roars shook the heavens and earth. Holding their long swords tightly, they fought even more desperately.

Lu Ping wished for the young lady to meet the young master. He guarded Bai Qingyan closely and whispered to the Bai family guards to find an opportunity to first cut a bloody path and escort the young lady smoothly to the East Gate.

At the East Gate.

Dong Changmao saw the Nanrong men shouting something on the city wall. The East Gate slowly opened, and the Ghost Mask General charged forward on horseback at the forefront to exit the city...

Hiding men, Dong Changmao leaped onto his horse, drew his sword, and shouted, "Intercept and kill the Rong men! Capture the Ghost Mask General alive!"

Seeing their comrades breaching the city, such an achievement... it could not be claimed by these Dengzhou light cavalry who waited here. How could they not be anxious?

Now that the East Gate was open, the Nanrong men would surely retreat from there. Their chance for merit had come!

The Dengzhou soldiers were boiling with passion. Hearing Dong Changmao drew his sword and shouted, they screamed like crazed.

"Intercept and kill the Rong dogs! Capture the Ghost Mask General alive!"

"Intercept and kill the Rong dogs! Capture the Ghost Mask General alive!"

"Intercept and kill the Rong dogs! Capture the Ghost Mask General alive!"

Dong Changlan pointed his sword towards the East Gate. "Kill!"

"Kill..."

Three thousand light cavalrymen suddenly appeared on the concealed hilltop, drew their swords, and charged towards the Nanrong soldiers at the East Gate, galloping rapidly.

Dust flew in all directions. Three thousand iron cavalrymen surged like a tide, with accelerating hoofbeats and rising shouts of battle echoing to the heavens, piercing through the ninth sky.

Seeing this scene, the general beside the Ghost Mask General grew fearful and yelled, "General! It’s an ambush! General, take the grain and leave first... We will cover the rear!"

Bai Qingyu calculated the time it would take Dong Changmao and the others to charge down and realized they couldn’t intercept him. He controlled the reins with one hand and threw his sword to the general with the other: "Relay the order not to engage in battle! Carve a bloody path and return to Nanrong with the grain! This grain is crucial for us to survive this winter!"

This time, Dong Changmao did not let the light cavalry crossbowmen shoot arrows. Before leaving, Dong Qingyue specifically instructed not to use bows and arrows. Dong Changmao was to hinder the Nanrong men slightly and then let them go. This would be enough to give an explanation to the Emperor!

Otherwise, once the cunning hare was dead, the hunting hounds would be cooked. The Dong family would have no good end. Only with a strong enemy at the side would the Emperor value the Dengzhou Army.

Dong Changmao knew that now, with his elder brother faking his death and training their family’s private soldiers in Nanrong, he had to do what he was supposed to do to help the Dong family and his brother!

Father said that the matter concerning the survival of the Dong family initially did not involve him as a concubine-born son. It was his elder brother, Dong Changlan, who vouched for him, claiming he was willing to entrust his life to his hands. Thus, his brother chose to fake his death and went to Nanrong to train soldiers, leaving Dong Changmao in Dengzhou City to assist him.

For the sake of his brother’s trust, Dong Changmao was willing to give everything, even his life!

This staged battle did not last long. Dong Changmao let the Nanrong army go and then led the light cavalry in pursuit...

When Bai Qingyan and her party arrived at the East Gate, only dismembered corpses and riderless warhorses of both Nanrong and Dengzhou armies remained.

The bloody setting sun shone on Dengzhou City, still bearing the marks of a recent battle, coloring the distant majestic mountains, painting the city walls with warm hues, also gilding the far hills with golden light.

Bai Qingyan, mounted on her warhorse, cast a long shadow...

The horse beneath her stamped its hooves, trying to lick the scattered grain on the ground, but it did not like the bloody scent in the grain, snorting hot air from its nostrils.

The wind carried a strong smell of blood. She gazed out at the vast plains and watched the turbulent sea of clouds on the mountain’s summit and the eagles soaring in the bloody sunset. The sense of loss tightly coiled around her like a giant python, suffocating her.

After all, she still did not catch up to see A Yu.

Lu Ping looked at Bai Qingyan’s silhouette outlined by the afterglow, gently urged his horse forward, and whispered to Bai Qingyan, "At least, young lady already knows... the young master is safe."

Seeing A Yu’s adept movements on horseback, he must be in good health now!

Lu Ping’s gaze fell on a sword beside a dead Nanrong general in the distance. He quickly dismounted, ran through the blood-soaked mud, and picked up the sword.

The sword had no inlaid gems but had a distinctive totem. Back when Lu Ping was in Nanrong... he saw the Ghost Mask General wearing this sword; he recognized it!

After all, the Ghost Mask General was the Bai family’s legitimate scion. Lu Ping remembered every detail of his appearance!

"Young lady! This is the Ghost Mask General’s sword!" Lu Ping brought the sword back and handed it to Bai Qingyan, who was sitting atop her horse.

Bai Qingyan snapped out of her thoughts, took the sword from Lu Ping, and drew it for a look...

The sharp blade was already chipped. This chipping... could not have been caused by such a short intense fight just now.

Furthermore, it carried bloodstains of different ages.

It seemed... A Yu had indeed used this sword.

Bai Qingyan recalled Xiao Rongyan once said the Ghost Mask General wielded a sword excellently.

Her eyes grew moist, but her lips... curled into a smile. A Yu could still use a sword, which showed he was healthy now, didn’t it?

Today, she had already glimpsed A Yu from afar and knew he was in good condition. That was enough.

They, as siblings, had a future!

She believed that within a few years... on their mother’s birthday, A Yu would surely return to celebrate.

Bai Qingyan sheathed the sword and tightly grasped it in her hand, looking towards the distant mountains.

Now, Bai Qingyan should think about finding a sword worthy of A Yu. When he returned home... she would place the sword in his hands.

Bai Qingyan hung the sword at her waist, pulled the reins, and turned her horse’s head. "Return to the city!"