Chapter 152: Chapter 151: Capture the Ringleader First!_2
And Yu Wenye, under the cover of this troop, charged straight ahead.
At this moment, not only the warriors of the Da Ye Dynasty, not only the somewhat bewildered Turkic soldiers, but even Shang Ruyi and others in the city were stunned!
What they are doing is—
Shang Ruyi held her breath, her eyes wide open at this unbelievable scene, looking at the direction Yu Wenye’s horizontal blade was pointing, and then forward. Suddenly, a tall figure seemed to emerge amid thousands of Turkic soldiers.
Shang Ruyi’s heart trembled, suddenly understanding.
Yu Wenye’s target is the leader of the Turkic soldiers, the Turkic Khan who threatened Yanmen County with the sound of arrows and severely injured her—Ashina Shali!
This time, he didn’t bring many men. From the current situation, they should have all charged out, with only a thousand men at best. Although such a force suddenly breaking out would give the enemy a shock, for the other side’s hundred thousand troops, regrouping to annihilate this force wouldn’t take much effort.
Therefore, what they need to do is not confront the enemy head-on but use strategy.
And among military strategies, there is one that is most perilous yet most effective in solving the current issue—
To catch the thief, first capture the king!
Yu Wenye is not dealing with the Turkic soldiers who invaded the city, nor the hundred thousand troops outside. He is targeting the head of the hundred thousand troops!
It seems now that his strategy has already taken effect.
The sudden attack, the stance intimidating the entire army, indeed made the opponent lose their composure for a moment. Moreover, using the cover of the military, Yu Wenye directly pierced into the enemy’s depths. In this way, a small team managed to disrupt the entire enemy army!
Even now, he is only a few hundred steps away from that point of cold light among the crowd, from Ashina Shali!
At this moment, all the blood in Shang Ruyi’s body boiled.
She wished to grow wings and fly to his side to witness this moment with her own eyes. But even from this distance, she saw Yu Wenye, after again cutting down a Turkic soldier who charged into their formation attempting to fight him, extend his long arm and fiercely throw out the Mo Blade in his hand, now dyed black-red by blood.
There was a dragon’s roar—
The Mo Blade turned into a bolt of lightning, shooting straight out between the two front soldiers opening the path, slicing off the heads of two charging Turkic soldiers. The men and horses fell to the ground, tripping and causing a wave of fallen Turkic soldiers.
Suddenly, the path in front of him cleared.
The tall and imposing figure ahead became even more prominent.
But at this time, Shang Ruyi’s heart was in a panic. He had no weapon; what would he do next?
Just then, she suddenly saw Yu Wenye reach back, grabbing a longbow from his horse. It was then she noticed, on the horseback, a giant longbow almost a man’s height was mounted—
Divine Arm Bow!
The Divine Arm Bow Wang Shaoji had lost to him before!
Shang Ruyi was overjoyed, but before she could smile, at the end of her gaze, amid the tens of thousands of Turkic soldiers, that tall figure also moved.
In his hand, a flash of cold light aimed at Yu Wenye!
It was the whistling arrow!
When those words appeared in her mind, Shang Ruyi felt her breath nearly stop—she had never seen the true power of the Divine Arm Bow, but she knew the power of the whistling arrow since childhood, and this time being struck by the arrow caused her great trouble. At this moment, seeing the flash of cold light, her shoulder seemed to ache again.
If Yu Wenye were injured in this battle, if he—
She dared not think further, desperately rushing towards the city gate, shouting, "Yu Wenye, be careful!"
But at that moment, a heavy force on her wrist pulled her back again. Shang Ruyi stumbled and fell onto someone, raising her head in panic to see Chu Yang with a stern face glaring at her, "Stay here with me!"
"But—"
"But what? There’s nothing you can do!"
It was unclear whether his expression was angry or joyful, or perhaps a grimace showing emotion in this moment. His words poured over Shang Ruyi like a bucket of cold water, instantly sobering her.
Indeed, she could do nothing; she was powerless against everything in battle.
Gritting her teeth, she could only turn her head again towards the gate outside.
Amid the army, Yu Wenye and Ashina Shali both held their breath, longbows in hand, drawn like full moons, arrows on the string, and the vigorous strength aimed at the person ahead.
For an instant, it seemed everything around them was frozen.
Only the direction pointed by the glinting cold light stood out in their chaotic world—each other!
At this moment, no matter how many fights and struggles surrounded them, they could no longer affect them. Yu Wenye’s eyes, as sharp as a hawk’s, even saw in the amber eyes of the archer in the distance, his own reflection.
It was the crucial moment!
Just then, a sharp whistle came from the distance!
It was the whistling arrow; the whistling arrow had been released!
Yu Wenye remained unpanicked, with the Divine Arm Bow, fortified by all his strength, letting out a low, dragon-like rumble in his hand. His fingers, steady as iron, awaited one strike.
Just before releasing the arrow, suddenly, his breathing hitched.
Then, the arrow at his fingertips, like a thunderbolt gathering all the chaotic power from a dark cloud, shot fiercely from the Divine Arm Bow with a muffled roar!
Instantly, the heavens trembled, and the light was eclipsed!
Everyone’s gaze turned to the battlefield at that moment, looking at the two shadows flying almost simultaneously from both sides of the battlefield, converging towards one point.
Only Shang Ruyi, her eyes nearly bloodshot, stared fixedly at Yu Wenye—
Just now, Yu Wenye’s figure staggered!
Though it seemed the slightest movement, mild enough to be a blink of an illusion, she clearly saw, at the moment Yu Wenye released the arrow, his entire person seemed to lean uncontrollably to one side.
During archery, any minor deviation, even a change in wind direction, could influence the arrow’s path, ultimately affecting the battle’s, perhaps even the war’s, final outcome.
Shang Ruyi’s heart seemed to stop beating at that moment.
Desperately, her gaze turned to the most breathtaking scene on the battlefield—