Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 844 - 630: The Loneliness of a Chaotic World

At the very moment the blade was about to reach Shantong’er, it suddenly stopped abruptly!

"——!?"

Yu Wencheng was shocked and didn’t have time to see what happened. He felt his hand pause, a strong force grounding him, and then his sword slid backward from his tight grip, with the hilt hitting his shoulder, while the blade withdrew from Shantong’er’s face!

Shantong’er breathed a sigh of relief, drenched in cold sweat, and quickly stepped back.

But Yu Wencheng hadn’t reacted yet. Instinctively, he tightened his grip on the sword, but the hilt was already pressed against his shoulder, making retreat impossible, so two strong forces bent his sword hilt forcibly!

Yu Wencheng widened his eyes, only then did he see clearly. On the other side of the long sword, a large, robust hand gripped the sword handle, stopping his thrust toward Shantong’er. More than that, the figure of the tall man charging on horseback, his vigorous aura enveloped the surroundings, made him unable to breathe and his arm instantly went numb again.

This numbing state was just what was needed!

In the next moment, his whole body was lifted by his sword, hanging mid-air from the saddle!

The soldiers fighting fiercely around them turned their heads instinctively. After all, the commander was unexpectedly lifted into the air, especially given that he was the Emperor’s son. How could they slack off? Song Shiyuan hurriedly prepared to charge over, but just as he approached, he saw the person on the other side of the long sword and was instantly stunned—

"Your Highness!"

"That, that’s Shen Tu Tai!"

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Voices of panic rose among the crowd again, and Yu Wencheng, nearly suspended in the air, looked incredulously at the other side of the sword, at that fierce face with whiskered cheeks like a tiger, Shen Tu Tai’s name resounding like thunder in his ears. The shock paralyzed him all over, causing him to let go, falling back onto his horse and nearly stumbling!

Shen Tu Tai! A man whose fame once spread far and wide in the military of the Da Ye Dynasty.

Unexpectedly recruited under Yu Wenye’s command, and—

He was both shocked and angry, flustered and afraid, especially since the scene was witnessed by everyone around. He wanted to rally his troops and leverage Yu Wenye’s reinforcements to shame Yuan An’s forces and recover his reputation, yet he was unexpectedly sent airborne by Shen Tu Tai with a single blow, seen by all, with his sword still held by the opponent!

Yu Wencheng’s face flushed red and pale alternately, while Song Shiyuan and the others were both delighted and fearful, hurrying forward to surround Yu Wencheng: "Your Highness, are you okay?"

Yu Wencheng’s face turned ashen as he shouted angrily: "Get out!"

This shout startled the soldiers rushing forward, making them halt.

For a moment, the crowd was a bit awkward, not knowing what to say, but Shen Tu Tai, holding the sword hilt, sitting steadily on his horse unmoving like a mountain, first turned to look at Shantong’er standing not far behind him, and spoke deeply: "Lao Jiu, are you okay?"

Shantong’er immediately shook his head.

He clearly saw everything just now, was half scared, half thrilled. Earlier, it almost cost him his life. Though skilled in martial arts, he had limited opportunities for battle and was yet to truly understand the battlefield’s peril, and it certainly taught him a lesson that one could not be completely unguarded in battles.

Seeing him like this, Shen Tu Tai nodded, then turned back again, looking at Yu Wencheng’s grim face, shaking with clenched teeth, practically snarling, and tossing the sword back to Yu Wencheng, who caught it with an even darker expression.

Shen Tu Tai said: "Prince Qi, we are here to rescue you."

Yu Wencheng tightened his grip on the sword. Although the recent clash had torn the wound in his thumb into the palm, causing cold sweat from the pain, but now, that pain was entirely inflicted by Shen Tu Tai—or rather, Yu Wenye’s subordinate.

He sneered: "No need!"

Shen Tu Tai said no more, merely cast a cold glance at him, then looked towards the anxious and somewhat embarrassed soldiers behind him, and then at Yu Wencheng, before saying: "We are only following orders. Since Prince Qi is now safe, it’s best to return to King Qin’s side quickly."

Yu Wencheng frowned.

And this scene, watched from a distance on high ground, was fully captured by Yu Wenye.

His gaze was cold, and even in the midst of this flesh and blood-strewn battlefield, there wasn’t the slightest tremor of emotion.

Only when a rider slowly walked over to him did his breath suddenly deepen, though his eyes remained fixed ahead, the hand resting by his side gripping the Divine Arm Bow tensed up involuntarily.

It was Shang Ruyi.

Even though he didn’t have anyone notify her when he dispatched troops early, she hadn’t slept all night, emerging from that dark tent, not exactly brimming with energy, yet silently mounting her horse, following closely behind, advancing a few steps to be by his side. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

She widened her eyes, observing the tangled frontlines ahead. Shen Tu Tai’s earlier actions had saved Shantong’er, but she knew Yu Wencheng was petty, narrow-minded, vicious even with his brother, let alone recent events which saw him nearly secure victory only to suffer a massive loss, it was bound to——

But amidst wartime, matters like these could be temporarily set aside.

The current situation was Yu Wencheng’s subordinates, after enduring frustration, now unleashing pent-up anger as they swung their swords, advancing against soldiers already demoralized by defeat and stunned by sudden assault, slicing through them effortlessly, and before long, blood had dyed the entire valley.

The battle was fought far more brilliantly than she envisioned!

If once in court, Shen Wuzheng wasn’t present yet orchestrated events with prowess, ruler of strategic distances; then, facing this current warfare, Yu Wenye acts like a heavenly hand controlling fate and turmoil, regardless of changing tides or fierce resistance, or complex battlefields, victory was within his grasp!

Shang Ruyi couldn’t even imagine, without Yu Wenye in this chaotic world of smoke and warfare, within the absence of his command, how lonely this world would be.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but turn toward the person beside her.

By now, the sun had risen high, the orange-red rays casting on his handsome face, layering golden light onto his sharply contoured cheekbones, yet his pupils remained cold and terrifying.

Shang Ruyi instinctively withdrew her gaze.

And as she did, Yu Wenye’s eyes flickered, glancing towards her.