Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 372: Killing is permissible, but harming heaven and reason is not!
Moreover, even though this time they were only facing one person, it was still a battle between two nations.
However, the Golden Horse Knights Hall, which should have been the main force in the pursuit, arrived late only after the war had ended, which was their greatest anger!
If they had come earlier, why would so many brothers have sacrificed their lives only for the enemy to escape? Thus, their biggest grievance wasn't against the Chu King of Hell, but rather against the Golden Horse Knights Hall!
With Jing Menghun's apology, the more than four hundred soldiers, who were collecting the bodies on the battlefield, suddenly broke into tears! Brothers, you have died, you have sacrificed yourselves, but the enemy has apologized...
Although it was just a simple "I'm sorry"...
Jing Menghun felt heavy-hearted, unable to face these ordinary soldiers. He hurriedly led the experts from the Golden Horse Knights Hall, following the direction of the retreating army, and pursued at full speed.
The hundreds of experts from the Golden Horse Knights Hall felt utterly shamed, reproached by a mere soldier; how could they endure it? But... so many had died because of their own matters, shouldn't there be some resentment?
It was our own fault for arriving late—who else could we blame? Initially, it had been agreed that the enemy would camp here to block us, and the real combat and capture would belong to men like us. Now, they had already finished fighting before we even arrived...
Chu Yang galloped ahead, racing like a meteor across the flat ground. Yet, the army behind him was relentlessly pursuing, getting closer and closer.
The road was flat and straight, with no side paths or intersections, surrounded by towering mountains, not even a forest in sight.
Chu Yang felt as if the inside of his thighs was about to be chafed raw by the saddle...
Wang Tenglong's eyes were fixed on the rider ahead, issuing commands continuously. Along the way, nearly a thousand men had dismounted, racing forward on foot.
This wasn't because they couldn't keep up, but rather Wang Tenglong's strategy. The opponent had only one man and one horse; he couldn't run for long. They also needed to conserve their horse power; first, they freed up a thousand horses, selecting elite forces to pursue. When the thousand on foot were exhausted, they would immediately switch to these thousand horses, thus saving time, and having double the endurance compared to their opponent!
This was the way to pursue.
Logically speaking, with thousands pursuing one person, that individual would have no chance at all.
It was just a matter of time before they were caught.
Yet, looking at that lone figure on horseback ahead, Wang Tenglong couldn't say he was even slightly confident. Who knew what strange and clever tricks the cunning Chu King of Hell might come up with?
Therefore, Wang Tenglong dared not be careless at all. He kept urging his men on, pushing for speed, determined to capture the Chu King of Hell on this straight mountain road!
Once the terrain became complex, it would give the Chu King of Hell boundless means to escape or conceal himself, making it very difficult.
Chu Yang was drenched in sweat, and the pursuing soldiers were now less than fifty zhang away. Although his face showed no signs of distress, he couldn't help but feel a bit anxious. If this continued, he feared he would ultimately meet his end at the hands of this elite force of ten thousand.
His steed was already soaked in sweat, puffing clouds of white vapor from its nostrils, and couldn't hold on much longer.
Chu Yang let out a cold snort in his heart, but there was no thought of giving up. Just this, just this.
As he turned a bend, Chu Yang's eyes suddenly lit up; not far away, the lush greenery was so inviting! He sharply cracked his whip on the horse, leaning slightly forward, ready at any moment...
In this moment, facing the hope of escape, Chu Yang felt as calm as ice and snow.