Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times-Chapter 1320 - 981: No Way Out, Nothing but Death!
He Miao heard this, immediately laughed, looking composed and confident.
Meanwhile, in the mountain hollow, Wang Mang and others wore increasingly anxious expressions.
Glancing up at the sun, Wang Mang couldn’t help but calculate in his mind, according to the timing, they had been trapped here for so long. Their master and son-in-law, with the hint from the Breath Seeking Pearl, should be able to find their way here in just over a shichen...
By then, even their master and son-in-law might be implicated!
Wang Mang was a blunt man, not very clever, but he knew there was something fishy about this for sure. It must be the white-clothed woman hiding among the people in black playing tricks!
It was likely that their master would fall for the woman’s trap!
Thinking that their master and son-in-law would be implicated, Wang Mang and the others became even more restless!
"No, we can’t delay any longer. We are no match for those four masters, and our lord and son-in-law may not come out well against them either. We must fight desperately and give it a try!" Wang Mang slammed his hammer on the ground, looking ready to risk his life.
"Yes! We’ve followed the lord through countless battles; what scenarios haven’t we seen? Aren’t they just four masters? Let’s fight, carry explosives on our bodies, and even if it means mutual destruction, we must help our masters break through!"
"Let’s fight! The lord has given us a new lease on life; dying in loyalty to the lord is still an honor in death!"
"Let’s fight! Explosives! Bring them! Tie them on me!"
"It’s just death, isn’t it? Damn it, we’ve been living on the edge all our lives, who are we afraid of? Even if it costs us our skin, we must get the three masters out!"
"Let’s fight! Master Lou, don’t speak, even if you try to persuade us, it won’t work! No matter how great a master is, they’re still made of flesh and blood, and I refuse to believe they can stop you once they’re blasted into ashes!"
"..."
Yue Xilou watched as one explosive after another was tied to Wang Mang and the others. He stepped forward to persuade them, but before he could open his mouth, they stopped him.
Seeing hundreds of men facing death calmly, Yue Xilou’s eyes flickered, and he couldn’t help but sigh, "To gain your complete loyalty and willingness to face death, I believe if the young lady knew, she would be comforted..."
However, can he really watch Gu Changsheng’s devoted subordinates go up one by one to die?
Though there might still be a slim chance of survival if they use explosives, it’s ultimately a desperate gamble...
If young Gu Changsheng were here, would she allow them to do this?
In the distance, He Miao, always paying attention to the mountain hollow’s movements, saw the commotion in the Dark Night Army and couldn’t help but move a bit closer to her mistress, reporting in a low voice, "Mistress, they seem to be preparing to break through..."
"Prepare to break through? What a joke!" Sitting neatly on a cushion, sipping tea, Fufeng Tianlan heard this and immediately sneered, glancing into the hollow with clear disdain and scorn, "Do they really think the four Shadows by my side are just for show? Foolish! Since they’re seeking death, I’ll fulfill their wish!"
"But Mistress, that coffin is critical to Gu Changsheng’s journey north; it cannot be lost!" He Miao expressed her concern after hearing this.
Upon hearing this, Fufeng Tianlan let out a bloodthirsty, cold sneer, "How could that coffin be lost? Gu Changsheng raised these henchmen well; they care more about the coffin and the people by it than we do. Loyal in protecting their master? Then don’t blame me for sacrificing them to honor the subordinates I’ve lost!"
"Yes! Mistress is wise; the maid could never compare!" Upon hearing this, He Miao immediately lowered her head, her expression slightly worried as she looked towards the besieged group in the hollow...
If they dared to break through, with her mistress’s temper, they would surely not return!
She hoped these people wouldn’t act foolishly. After all, her mistress’s target wasn’t them...
Why ignorantly sacrifice oneself for a person bound to meet death? The mindset of people from the Central Plains is something she, a woman from the Sand Sea, could never comprehend...
In the mountain hollow, the Dark Night Army was on high alert, their expressions grim, faces showing a determination to fight to the end, quickly and methodically armoring up for a desperate battle!
Yue Xilou watched from the side, attempting several times to dissuade them, but their unwavering expressions turned him back.
Such a unit!
Such a batch of people!
Such a group that pledged unwavering loyalty and pursuit, Yue Xilou couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed, his hand gradually tightening around his folding fan, blood surging. Yue Xilou extended his long hand, snatching the explosive package from the person nearest to him, and without a word, began tying it onto himself...
"Master Lou?" The person was startled by this, speaking with a look of confusion and uncertainty, "Master Lou, what are you doing? You are our master; you cannot do this! We will definitely escort you out!"
"What’s wrong with the master? Is the master no longer human? You dare to risk your lives, why wouldn’t this Tower Master do the same? Inside, trapped, is my direct disciple! I absolutely will not allow any harm to him, or I will betray what the girl entrusted to me!" Upon hearing this, Yue Xilou immediately retorted coldly, his face, more beautiful than a demon, infected by the crowd, also showed a hint of resoluteness.
How many years has it been?
For how many years has he not done such youthful and reckless acts?
"If I can fight to the death with four Masters of the Transformative Realm, surely even in death, my name will remain in the Itinerant World! In your Lord’s words, this deal is worth it!" As he tied the explosives to his waist, Yue Xilou urged in a deep voice, "What are you standing around for? Those afraid of dying, step back and protect the two inside. Those who aren’t afraid, follow me and fight! At the end of the road, death is only the same!"
"I fear no death!"
"I also fear no death!"
"Fear no death!"
"Fear no..."
"..."
In an instant, the low cheers echoed throughout the ravine, reverberating oppressively, endlessly!
"What are you doing?"
Just as everyone was preparing to face death valiantly, an old and deep voice scolded them from behind. Gu Taitian walked over with a small dumpling in his arms, followed by three little ones, slowly coming through the path they made...
"Mr. Gu?" Yue Xilou saw Gu Taitian approaching, and his hand movements involuntarily froze, a hint of awkwardness flashing across his face, more beautiful than a demon.
Counting by rank, he was the little uncle of that brat Zhou Mu, of the same generation as Gu Taitian, yet Yue Xilou admired Gu Taitian’s spirit, hence he also called him Mr. along with Mr. Ban Shan...
Being caught enthusiastically by someone much older than himself, even Yue Xilou naturally felt a sense of being an inexperienced youngster...
Gu Taitian’s face was stern, he glanced at the explosives tied to Yue Xilou’s waist, and his expression darkened further. He spoke gravely, "They’re rash, but you’re steady, why are you stirring trouble along with them?"
"I..." Rarely being reprimanded so sternly, Yue Xilou’s face showed some embarrassment, hesitating over how to defend himself.
He initially wanted to dissuade, but truly, the military discipline and atmosphere of the Dark Night Army was too infectious, making him involuntarily follow with longing...
After saying this, Gu Taitian turned his head to look at Wang Mang and the others, raising his voice, he rebuked, "How did your superiors teach you? Have you all forgotten? At any time, as long as you live! Only living can give hope of survival! Who permitted you to have thoughts of fighting to the death? They only imprisoned us, did they take any action? You do not cherish life like this, when your Lord knows, he will surely harshly reprimand you!"
"Lord..." Upon hearing this, Wang Mang showed a hint of struggle on his face, "The Lord’s words, we are not unaware, but if we continue to delay, it will implicate the Master and the Son-in-law. They have four Masters of the Transformative Realm, the Master and the Son-in-law..."
"Implicate? What implication?" Upon hearing this, Gu Taitian retorted immediately, "They surround but do not attack, clearly their real intent is not the wine but in my daughter and son-in-law. Their lives are lives, aren’t your lives lives? If they can’t fight, it’s their incompetence. Then we will just die here together; if we can escape, we’ll live to see another day! It was a scheme targeting them from the beginning; if examined closely, they were the ones implicating you..."
"Lord, we are all under your hand, we..."
"Under my hand, lives are lives too! My daughter surely would not wish to see you disregarding your lives!" Upon hearing this, Gu Taitian abruptly interrupted Wang Mang’s unfinished words, speaking sternly, "No one is allowed to act recklessly, or else face consequences for violating military discipline!"
"Lord!"
"This is an order!" Gu Taitian coldly dropped this line and turned to walk towards where the carriage was.
"Old Handsome Grandpa, are those people in black very powerful?" Lying on his grandfather’s shoulder, the small dumpling asked naively.
"Yes, very powerful!" Upon hearing this, Gu Taitian nodded.
"Then Old Handsome Grandpa, will we die?" The small dumpling tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Does dying hurt? I’m very afraid of pain, when I scrape my hand I cry for a long time..."
"No, your mother and Uncle Wood will come!"
"Then, will mother and Uncle Wood die? Old Handsome Grandpa, I don’t want mother to die, nor Uncle Wood! Let me go, let me go poison them..." Hearing mention of his mother, the small dumpling immediately became anxious.
"Little fool, how could those masters be easily approached?" Upon hearing this, Gu Taitian shook his head, and said with a face full of helplessness.
"Then Old Handsome Grandpa, can mother and Uncle Wood defeat them? Will they die? Ooh, I don’t want..." Thinking of that possibility, though he didn’t truly understand what death was, the small dumpling still felt very sad, his big round eyes filled with tears...
