Chapter 50

As the cherry blossoms danced in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

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As Luo Bing saw him rush over, she swung her long saber upward.

Zhang Zhaoyong's sword moves were incredibly fast. With a clang, he cut the long saber in half and took the opportunity to leap onto the large cart, grabbing Luo Bing's right arm.

With her right arm held, it was difficult for Luo Bing to use her short saber, so she punched fiercely at the enemy's face.

The heroes were greatly alarmed and rushed to her aid. Zhang Zhaoyong grabbed Luo Bing by the back of her shirt and threw her at Chang's two heroes and Zhou Zhongying. The two heroes, fearing she would be hurt, both reached out to catch her.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhaoyong grunted, as he had been struck in the back by Wen Tailai.

Before he could turn around, he used his left hand to grab the cotton covering Wen Tailai, blocking the second strike from the Thunder Hand. With his right hand, he jabbed at Wen Tailai's "Shenzang" acupoint and dragged him to the cart door, shouting, "Wen Tailai is here! Who dares to come forward, I will kill him first!" The Condor Sword gleamed coldly, like a pool of autumn water, pressed against Wen Tailai's neck.

Luo Bing cried out, "Big Brother!" and was about to rush forward regardless of everything, but Lu Feiqing held her back.

Zhang Zhaoyong, having been injured several times in succession, felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Lu Feiqing stepped forward and said, "Zhang Zhaoyong, do you recognize me?"

Zhang Zhaoyong had not seen him for a long time and could not see clearly in the moonlight. Lu Feiqing took out the White Dragon Sword, turned the tip, and formed a circle with the hilt. Releasing his hand, the sword snapped straight with a clang, trembling slightly.

Zhang Zhaoyong grunted and said, "Ah, it's Master Lu! We have severed ties and are no longer bound by any past kindness. Why have you come to find me?"

Lu Feiqing said, "You are already injured. Here, all the heroes of the Red Flower Society are present, and the old hero Zhou from Iron Gall Bladder Village is also here to help. It will be extremely difficult for you to escape with your life today. Though you are heartless, I cannot be without righteousness. In memory of our late master, I will show you a way out."

Lu Feiqing continued, "If you put down Master Wen properly, I will ask the heroes to let you go out of respect for me, but you must take an oath."

Zhang Zhaoyong could not help but be moved and asked, "What kind of oath?"

Lu Feiqing said, "You must swear to leave the officialdom and never serve as a lackey for corrupt officials again."

Zhang Zhaoyong was passionate about fame and fortune. In recent years, he had been promoted rapidly and was now at the peak of his career. To suddenly abandon his position was like asking for his life. He shouted, "Even if you outnumber me, I am not ashamed of my defeat. Today, I will die with Wen Tailai and leave a name behind. When the heroes of the world hear of this, they will see where the Red Flower Society's face lies."

Yang Chengxie shouted, "You are willing to be a Tartar lackey and still think it's not shameful. What a stinking name you have!"

Zhang Zhaoyong had no answer. He put down Wen Tailai, placed him on his knee, and pulled the reins of the mule, driving the cart forward.

The heroes wanted to rush forward to rescue Wen Tailai but feared that Zhang Zhaoyong would harm him in desperation, making it difficult to act.

Seeing her husband under his control, Luo Bing, unable to move, watched as the cart slowly moved away. She could not help but feel her heart break and called out, "Put down Master Wen, we will let you go and won't make you take any oath."

Zhang Zhaoyong ignored her and drove the cart toward the Qing soldiers.

At this moment, the sound of galloping horses and men grew closer, and both the Red Flower Society and the Qing soldiers were alarmed, fearing that the other side had reinforcements.

Chen Jialuo called out loudly, "Brothers Ninth, Thirteenth, Meng, and An, go and scatter the eagles' claws!"

Li Wuchang also reminded the experienced members, "A large Qing army is approaching. Everyone, hold back for now and prepare to withdraw. I will rescue Wen Tailai."

The heroes of the Red Flower Society fought Zhang Zhaoyong, but his skills were truly formidable, and with Wen Tailai in his hands, they could not defeat him. In the chaos, Xu Tianhong was hit by three golden needles, and Zhang Jin was shot in the back by an arrow.

Chen Jialuo shouted, "Brothers, gather together."

At this moment, arrows rained down like a dense shower from behind. A large Qing army was approaching from the east, a black mass of soldiers and horses, with a terrifying momentum.

The heroes gradually gathered, and Wei Chunhua and others also retreated. Chen Jialuo said, "Which two brothers will go and charge forward?"

Dust and Wei Chunhua stepped forward.

Chen Jialuo said, "Everyone, quickly disperse and retreat to the hill behind us." Everyone agreed.

Chen Jialuo said, "Brothers Third, Fifth, and Sixth, let's go again." The four of them attacked the cart from different directions.

Seeing the reinforcements arrive, Zhang Zhaoyong was overjoyed. At this moment, his breathing was labored, and he knew his injuries were severe. Seeing Chen Jialuo and the others attack the cart again, he did not dare to resist and began to swing Wen Tailai's body around.

After a few swings, dozens of cavalry raised their sabers and charged at Chen Jialuo and the others.

Chen Jialuo immediately whistled, and with Zhao Banshan and the Chang brothers, they charged toward the hill.

Seeing Chen Jialuo retreat, Zhang Zhaoyong had not yet rejoiced when he felt a shadow flash before his eyes. Wen Tailai was suddenly out of his grasp, and his right hand ached as the Condor Sword also slipped from his hand. He heard a cold voice in his ear.

"Zhang Zhaoyong, I will spare your dog's head today, but if you continue to do evil, I will not forgive you."

Wen Tailai and the Condor Sword were taken away without any warning, and Zhang Zhaoyong felt a chill. He hesitated about whether to rush forward, but seeing the chaos ahead, he lost his courage.

In the midst of the Qing soldiers' attack, a young man in a green robe held Wen Tailai in one hand and wielded the Condor Sword in the other. His sword moves were deadly, and anyone who came close was killed or injured. He fought his way out, unstoppable.

Zhang Zhaoyong had seen many skilled fighters, and his own skills were not low, but seeing Li Wuchang's moves, he could not help but feel fear.

Zhang Zhaoyong thought to himself that even if he were not injured, he might not be able to defeat the other. He decided to give up.

Rescuing Wen Tailai was worth two thousand main god points, and Li Wuchang was not willing to give up. When the Qing reinforcements arrived, he dismounted and rushed into the battle.

Daring to rescue Wen Tailai in the midst of thousands of soldiers, Li Wuchang relied on the Lingbo Weibu. Riding a horse would have limited his abilities.

In the "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," Duan Yu and Xuzhu, alone, charged into an army of ten thousand Liao soldiers and captured the Liao emperor, Yelü Hongji. The Lingbo Weibu played a significant role.

Li Wuchang might not be able to achieve what Duan Yu did, but rescuing Wen Tailai at this moment was not a problem.

Of course, besides rescuing Wen Tailai and completing the mission, Li Wuchang had another plan: to seize Zhang Zhaoyong's Condor Sword. Such a powerful weapon, how could he not covet it?

When the Condor Sword was in his hand, the original ordinary long sword was casually discarded. With the treasure sword, his combat power greatly increased, and none of his opponents could stand against him.

As he charged outward, more and more Qing soldiers gathered, and arrows rained down like a storm, falling toward Li Wuchang, but he dodged them all.

The Lingbo Weibu was truly a supreme lightness skill. As Li Wuchang ran, he left a trail of illusions, and most of the arrows only hit the illusions, with some not even touching him.