Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 585 - 481: Yu Wenye, Actually Escaped?!

"...!"

With every word he spoke, Yu Wenye’s pupils deepened, but even as he tried his best to suppress his emotions and his somewhat chaotic heartbeat and breathing, the two of them were so close, even their weapons were crossing paths. Every slight tremor from his Mo Blade was clearly transmitted to the opponent’s hand.

Xue Xian’s face turned cold, and he sneered, "Are you still so confident?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his hand.

Yu Wenye originally intended to hold his ground, but at this moment, a sudden dull pain hit his chest, a nightmare that plagued him even during his unconscious days. He immediately felt short of breath, and the powerful force pushed him back as he lost his strength.

Damn it!

Seeing that he was about to fall off the horse, Yu Wenye urgently straightened himself, lying flat on the horse’s back. In the instant Xue Xian’s arms pushed the long blade in front of him, he immediately swung his Mo Blade in a horizontal slash.

With a "clang" sound, Xue Xian’s Yanyue Blade was repelled.

Yu Wenye swiftly took a breath, and suddenly sat up straight from the horse’s back. However, his breathing had grown rapid, cold sweat converged on his face, dripping down in beads.

In such a condition, it was naturally impossible to hide from the close Xue Xian. Although the attack was parried, Xue Xian had already pinpointed his weakness in breath. His strong arms swung the heavy Yanyue Blade like a windmill, leaving only a dazzling circle of snowy light before Yu Wenye, with sharp edges and violent gusts incessantly striking at him.

Yu Wenye gritted his teeth, swinging his Mo Blade to fend off the attacks.

In an instant, the sharp clashing sounds echoed continuously, and their horses, assaulted by the fierce winds, stopped their circling collisions and began running parallel. The two men kept exchanging strikes on horseback, sparks flying, the bright blade reflecting the piercing golden light of the setting sun, captivating the hearts of those watching from the city walls.

Especially Shang Ruyi.

Even though she wasn’t as close as Xue Xian, she nevertheless understood Yu Wenye’s illness. With the few moves committed earlier, she clearly saw Yu Wenye was evidently forcing himself.

If it were his normal self, he could have ended this fight much faster.

However, knowing his lack of strength, why did he insist on going into battle, confronting Xue Xian alone?

His physical strength hadn’t recovered, this was a fact; no matter how he pushed himself, it was impossible to accomplish this in just two or three days. This meant that when fighting, he would be subdued by Xue Xian, who was almost his equal before.

If—

At this thought, Shang Ruyi’s eyes reddened slightly. Regardless of the piercing golden light ahead, she widened her eyes, watching the entangled figures on the battlefield.

She said in a deep voice, "Where are the archers? Prepare quickly!"

Though she was only the General’s wife, in these recent days as she took charge, soldiers in the army, even the supervisor Yin Changyue had gotten accustomed to following her orders. As soon as her words fell, Yin Changyue immediately waved his hand below. A team of archers quickly ascended the city wall with longbows and arrow tubes, taking their places atop the wall.

Shang Ruyi said, "If the General is in danger, shoot immediately!"

"Yes!"

Everyone obeyed, drawing their arrows, nocking them to their bows.

Standing below the city wall, in the ranks behind Xue Xian, an archer formation also stepped forward, aiming their drawn longbow arrows at the city wall, but especially at the Fufeng soldiers amidst the chaotic fight ahead!

Yet, no one dared to act rashly.

Even though ahead, two sides’ commanders were leading their troops in fierce combat, tens of thousands of soldiers had yet to fully engage. Firstly, Xue Xian’s troops were still shaken from the great fire days before and the subsequent devastation. Facing the scorched land before them, not yet revived, they could even smell the burnt bodies of their brothers. That nightmarish memory restrained them from acting rashly.

While on the Fufeng side, their overall forces were indeed inferior to the Longxi Army. Should they fall into a full-on melee, they would always be at a disadvantage.

Thus, neither side’s forces moved immediately. Yet, the tens of thousands of eyes were all focused on the battlefield ahead, particularly on Xue Xian and Yu Wenye locked in combat.

Once one side showed an overwhelming tendency over the other, they would seize the momentum and act immediately!