Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress-Chapter 190 - 188 Returning Home_1
Chapter 190: Chapter 188: Returning Home_1 Chapter 190 -188: Returning Home_1 “Grandfather, your grandson knows he was wrong! Please don’t be angry, Grandfather!”
Yun Poxing’s grandson cried harder, deeply annoying Yun Poxing.
Just then, Yun Poxing was being dragged out by two strong Xiliang soldiers when he spotted Bai Qingyan riding a fast horse rapidly passing by his command tent!
Yun Poxing’s eyes widened. Was it Bai family’s Young General?
Hadn’t she given him three years? Why did she suddenly attack his camp?
Xiao Ruojiang protected Bai Qingyan, who was drawing her bow and shooting arrows, vigorously killing the Xiliang soldiers surrounding them.
She aimed at the rope holding her father’s head and released the arrow…
The arrow embedded itself in the wooden pole, the feathers trembling incessantly.
As her father’s head fell from the high place, she tightened the reins, and her horse leaped out of the Xiliang soldiers’ encirclement. She caught her father’s head and held it tightly in her arms, her tears flowing uncontrollably.
“Father, Kid is late!” she bit her lip. “Kid will take you home now!”
She suppressed her grief, clenched her teeth, grabbed the reins with one hand to turn the horse around, tore off her cloak, and quickly wrapped her father’s head to secure it on her back. With one hand, she drew another arrow, aimed the arrowhead with her Sun-shooting Bow, and shot through the temple of a Xiliang soldier who was about to stab Xiao Ruojiang with a long spear. Blood splattered, causing the surrounding Xiliang soldiers to step back.
Today, Commander Yun Poxing led over a hundred thousand troops. The sky above Wengshan Canyon turned a fiery red. As Yun Poxing’s men retreated to their camp in disarray, the Xiliang soldiers could guess what had happened without any explanation. Five thousand troops defeating over a hundred thousand, Xiliang soldiers couldn’t help but wonder how brave such an army must be! Now, seeing these soldiers chasing Yun Poxing into the Xiliang Camp, how could they not feel a chill in their hearts?!
Outside the Xiliang Camp, to protect Bai Qingyan, the Bai family army, as instructed by Bai Qingyan, rode fast horses and set fire to the Xiliang camp, shooting flaming crossbow arrows. Wherever the arrows landed, flames quickly ignited and rose high.
Inside the Xiliang Camp, chaos ensued, with some soldiers fighting the fire and others defending against the enemy, colliding into each other in the mess.
The fire at Wengshan had not yet been extinguished. The fiery sky terrified the Xiliang soldiers. Their greatest fear now was fire!
Seeing the chaos in the Xiliang Camp, Yun Poxing’s son quickly mounted his horse, raised his scimitar, and shouted at the top of his lungs: “Prepare to engage…”
Before he could finish, an arrow suddenly appeared from somewhere, penetrating his warhorse’s head. The horse reared up in pain, throwing Yun Poxing’s son off!
“Retreat!” Bai Qingyan put away her Sun-shooting Bow and shouted, ordering her men to rush out of the Xiliang Camp.
The goal was to retrieve her father’s head, not to kill the enemy. Having achieved that goal, she didn’t want the Bai family soldiers to die here.
Yun Poxing’s son landed and rolled. Soldiers immediately surrounded him, but before they could see where the arrow came from, a warhorse leaped over them, and a cold blade flashed…
Yun Poxing, eyes wide, desperately shouted in his son’s direction: “Ayya, be careful!”
“Father!” Yun Poxing’s grandson almost fainted, his knees buckling under him.
Xiao Ruojiang’s swift blade accurately cut off Yun Poxing’s son’s head. Blood splattered onto the horse’s hooves, and the head rolled far away, hitting the ground with a shocked and frightened expression.
Xiao Ruojiang pulled out an arrow, picked up Yun Duya’s head with it, raised it high, and turned his horse around. His bloodshot eyes looked towards Yun Poxing, his blade pointing at Yun Poxing’s grandson.
“Whoosh—”
An arrow pierced Yun Poxing’s grandson’s chest.
Yun Poxing’s grandson looked at the arrow penetrating his chest, his eyes wide, blood spurting from his mouth as he weakly knelt to the ground: “Grand…Grandfather…”
Amid the chaos, Yun Poxing was about to give an order when he saw his grandson collapse.
“Ah Yu! Ah Yu!” Yun Poxing’s heart ached like a knife, pushing away the two soldiers holding him, kneeling on the ground, hugging his grandson. “Ah Yu! You will be alright! Grandfather is here! Grandfather is here!”
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Bai Qingyan, at the camp entrance, turned her horse around. Through the blazing fire, her eyes met Yun Poxing’s with a killing intent that sent chills down one’s spine. She raised Yun Poxing’s son’s head with an arrow, as if telling Yun Poxing that three years later, she would do the same, killing all his sons!
Yun Poxing, staring at his son’s head with its eyes still open, was consumed with rage. Blood surged up his throat, threatening to spew out a mouthful.
“Release the arrows!” Yun Poxing’s eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Bai Qingyan, shouting hoarsely, “Shoot her to death with arrows!”
“Report, Commander! The armory is on fire! We have no arrows left!”
Yesterday, Yun Poxing moved a large batch of arrows to set up an ambush at Wengshan Canyon and Jiuqu Peak, with only a small batch left in the armory camp, which got burned.
After losing his son and grandson, Yun Poxing was extremely enraged. He clutched his chest in pain, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
“Commander!”
“Commander!”
Unable to bear the grief, Yun Poxing nearly chewed through his gums, screaming heartbrokenly, “Fang Zhonghui, take all the cavalry and chase them down! Retrieve my son’s head and kill them all, leave no one alive!”
“Understood!” Fang Zhonghui cupped his fists and ordered, “Cavalry, quickly mount up and follow me to chase down the enemy!”
Bai Qingyan and her two hundred men returned as quickly as they had come, galloping through Huiping Road without stopping.
As Bai Qingyan led her troops through Huiping Road towards Wengcheng, Wei Zhaonian and his eighteen hundred ambushers remained vigilant, staring into the distance.
The Xiliang cavalry, gathering and preparing, was far behind Bai Qingyan’s troops.
With Wei Zhaonian having set an ambush, Bai Qingyan didn’t worry. She needed to return to Wengcheng and prepare to lead the troops back to attack the Tianmen Pass.
When she returned to Wengcheng with her father’s head, all the Bai family soldiers were awake, waiting inside the city for Young General Bai to bring back the head of Bai Qishan, the Bai family vice commander.
Shen Kunyang ordered a coffin to be brought out. Inside, a wooden body dressed in Bai Qishan’s armor awaited.
Shen Kunyang, feeling guilty for failing to retrieve Vice Commander Bai Qishan’s body, left it for Yun Poxing to decapitate. He burned it with flames, reducing it and other Bai family soldiers to ashes.
Shen Kunyang, consumed by guilt, had no will to live.
Yet, knowing the vice commander’s head still hung in the Xiliang Camp, Shen Kunyang persisted, determined to craft a body and retrieve Bai Qishan’s head, even if it cost him his life!
