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The Emperor Yi Zhaojian 26 years, the human emperor Wandong ultimatum design usurped power, the Feather Emperor Xue Moyan met with murder outside the city of Tianqi, no one with a trusted confidant. Within a month, the Myriad Steel Cavalry advanced from the south towards the north, directly attacking Autumn Leaf. Autumn Leaf was surprised by the lack of defense, and after a short while, almost all of the Xue Clan were slaughtered. History is known as the false moon change.

On the battlefield, the crooked banner of the White Thorn Flower could be seen everywhere, announcing the fall of the Xue regime. The rain had washed away the traces of war, and blood was flowing from the piles of dead people. The knife that had pierced his chest was hung with broken organs and blood, and it shone with a cold light against the rain. Dirty mud clung to the body, and one young face after another emerged from the rain. Their eyes stared blankly up at the sky. No matter how heavy the rain was, they wouldn't blink again.

The pack of wolves were tearing at the warriors' armors, gnawing at the eyeballs on the faces of those corpses. No one stopped them, and no one could stop them either. A few months ago, Wan family's battering ram destroyed the walls of Autumn Leaf City, the roaring war horses trampled the city gates, the human cavalrymen wantonly massacred the citizens of the city, the unarmed innocent people ran in all directions, the killing dust covered everything, the lost Autumn Leaf was crying silently.

At this moment, the three hundred heavily armored cavalrymen charged through the heavy rain. Their hooves ruthlessly trampled on the soft soil, causing it to roll away, leaving behind a deep pit. The last of the White Thorn Flower bloodline was protected by this line of Feathered Cavalry, but it was obvious that she had fainted. This incomparably delicate girl was wearing a battle dress. Before she fainted, she tried to lead the Yu Family to make the final charge. If it wasn't for General Yu Mu Yang who knocked her out in time, she would have already died in the clash between the two sides' cavalry.

Yu Mu Yang's entire body was wounded, and his armor was covered in blood. One of his arms were tightly wrapped around the sixteen year old princess, afraid that she would fall down from the bumpy ride. Until now, the tens of riders behind him had almost all lost their combat power. Even though these elite soldiers were originally good fighters who could fight against ten enemies at once, they were still unable to fight back against the greedy and greedy human warriors. It had been months since Autumn Leaf had fought in the great cities and counties of the Lan Province. Their lonely army had almost crawled out from the bones of the dead.

All the way south, they broke through the encirclement of several layers of the army, leaving less than three hundred of the original eight hundred riders. The pursuers closed in on her, and people died every day. Yu Muyang's heart throbbed in pain as he looked at the unconscious Xue Linglan and the frozen blood on her white face.

The blood was left behind by the last soldier who had escorted the princess. He had used his back to block six arrows without injuring the princess in the slightest. Before he died, he sent the princess to Yu Mu Yang, then stood alone in the rain and watched his companions leave. Yu Mu Yang witnessed the scene of his head being chopped off by the human cavalry, but could only continue forward and fight his way out.

The shouts of his comrades interrupted his recollection. The enemy was closing in once again, and the blade light cut through the rain of arrows, causing the rain of arrows to fall down. All the soldiers pressed close to their horses when they heard the taut bowstring. They let out sharp whistles, and the warlike horses immediately spread out to seek shelter. Even the rain of arrows was unable to slow them down.

With the exception of Yu Muyang, who had no way of evading the arrows. He could only allow the arrows to penetrate his armor as they bit into his flesh and blood.

"How far is it from Port Xia Yang?!"

"We'll be there before dawn."

"The fork in the road ahead will split open. Yu Xun's team will follow me. Everyone else, take the main road." Yu Mu Yang judged the situation and calmly said, "We have less people, so they will think of us as bait and won't split up their troops."

"Then... Leader, where should we meet up? "

"No need to meet up! "Walk south, the further south the better. Once we get rid of the pursuers, all of you will release your armor and stop being the warriors of the White Thorn Flower …" The young general said in a low voice, "Go to the south, avoid the war, raise a forest and fields, have children, don't live your life in danger."

"But …"

"Execute it immediately!"

The lone army then split into two, the original three hundred handicapped veterans were left to Yu Mu Yang and a few others. The warhorse was breathing heavily. Even in the rain, the horse's body was soaked in red sweat. The hot air that was emitted carried a sour smell of blood. That was the most dangerous place in the world, with a depth of sixty feet. Only a team of horses could pass through the bridge, and he and his companions would be able to guard the bridge, giving the princess more time to reach Xia Yang Port. He had arranged for fast horses to send word to his father, who was guarding the summer sun, that the princess would arrive at dawn. He believed that the reinforcements were also on the way.

He stopped thinking about what happened after that. All he had to do was defend the bridge. To defend.

After running for so long, they finally arrived at the Bridge Pass. Looking back, they could vaguely see the sinister shadows of the pursuers. Yu Mu Yang handed the princess over to one of his trusted aides, and then smacked his palm towards the horse's butt. The warhorse let out a long howl and shot out like an arrow in the direction of Xiayang Port. Their silhouettes were drowned out by the rain and the sound of the horses' roars. Only a sigh that was like the wind could be heard.

Yu Mu Yang waved towards the direction where the princess had gone, and turned around to look at his remaining men.

"Next, it's time to settle the score with those human bastards." He pulled out his saber and looked at the war horse that had followed him, feeling a bit reluctant to part with it. After a moment of silence, he bent down and pressed his face against the horse's neck. He stroked its mane with his hand, and the horse snorted noisily, refusing to take a step forward no matter how Yu Mu Yang pushed it.

"Won't go? "Sure." Yu Mu Yang sighed, gritted his teeth and pulled out a red cloth from his bosom, covering the horse's eyes. The other soldiers followed suit. When the two armies charged on the battlefield, in order to prevent the horses from slowing because of their fear, the soldiers would often cover the heads of the horses with cloth, so that the war horses could fearlessly charge forward. However, the difference was that the Yu Family soldiers didn't blindfold their beloved warhorses for them to charge at.

Yu Mu Yang raised his blade, and the other soldiers followed closely behind. They raised their blade and cut down the head of the warhorse with all their might. The horses' heads fell down in unison. The blood that splashed out dyed the blood-stained battle robes of the Yu Family Army red once again. The soldiers had killed their horses, and their faces were smeared with blood. They wanted to fight to the death against the human cavalry.

It was right at the bridge gate!

The arrogant human cavalry did not give them any extra time. They did not even get down their horses. Instead, they rushed towards the pass. However, the gap shrunk, and they could only rush straight into it. Yu Mu Yang and the rest were hiding in a corner, waiting for the cavalry soldiers to come close, and the arrows immediately flew out, the leader of the horses and a man didn't even have time to make a sound before he crashed onto the ground. After the death of the first cavalryman, the rest of the cavalrymen in front of the cable bridge suffered the same fate. The human cavalry realized that they could not rashly move forward and began to retreat. They had nearly five hundred people. Facing the narrow bridge, no one dared to take another step forward.

"Dismount, set up the shield, and move forward on foot!" The archers all shot their arrows at the same time to suppress the enemy! " The leader of the human cavalry responded and quickly gave out his command. Immediately afterwards, all the human cavalry soldiers held their shields in hand and once again advanced slowly.

Along with this torrential downpour, the footsteps of human beings seemed heavy and murderous. Seeing everything in front of him through the rain of arrows, Yu Mu Yang's eyes were filled with hatred. The feathered men were hollow in their bones and had never been good at fighting head on. The threat posed by over ten people's arrows to the shield-holding humans was negligible. If this stalemate continued, the chain bridge would soon be broken.

But he had to fight, he couldn't back down. If they could delay for even a moment longer, the princess would make it to Xia Yang in a little more time. There would still be hope for the future of the Yi dynasty.

Yu Mu Yang and his underlings gritted their teeth as they drew their bows, and tried their best to aim at those loathsome humans, until the quiver was completely empty, until all the arrows were shot out. Without the sound of arrows piercing through the air, the human army began to move forward quickly without any hesitation, and the killed soldiers of the Yu family had run out of bullets.

There was no need to have any more expectations, Yu Muyang clearly knew. As the rain fell, a sorrowful song sounded behind him. The familiar melody almost made Yu Muyang's eyes pop out of his head. He turned his head and saw his companions, the wounded Feathermen humming the war song of the army, pulling out their sabers one after another. Facing the tens of human pursuers, none of them showed any fear on their faces.

"That day, we made an oath in front of the banner of the White Thorn Flower, and today is the day to abide by its oath. Even if all of the Yu Family's troops fall at the bottom of the bridge, we will not allow you to advance a single step." The more the war song was sung, the more excited the warriors became. Yu Muyang led his men and appeared from behind the pass. He glared at the pursuers, the wounds on his back could be seen, but his voice was still as firm as steel.

Carrying the sabre blade that had turned inside out, Yu Muyang stepped forward, and so did the Yu Family soldiers who were holding onto their will to die. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the rain washed the bow and sabre until they shone.

When Xue Linglan woke up, she was already in Xia Yang.

"The princess has woken up," a girl appeared in front of her, bringing her a cup of water under the princess' confused gaze. At the same time, her fingertips brushed her forehead, and a faint green light flashed, and before the other party could ask anything, she had already ordered her attendants, "Go inform the sea governor that the princess is fine, we can go to sea immediately."

"To sea?" The princess, who was still lost in her thoughts, was stunned. She struggled to sit up, "Why must we go to sea? Where's General Yu Muyang? "

The girl in white shook her head, her tone remained unchanged, "Yu Muyang's army was completely wiped out, and the general had stuck to the iron chain bridge and died in battle."

Xue Linglan wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in her throat. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to walk out of the bed.

"Who are you?" Xue Linglan asked this girl who looked slightly older than her.

"I am Yu Ling." She replied, "It's the secret master of Port Xia Yang. While you were unconscious, the admiral ordered me to take care of you."

The words that came out of her mouth had no emotion. It was as if she was simply saying these words. There were no ripples in her eyes, making it impossible for others to see her emotions.

"You seem to know General Yu Muyang?" Xue Linglan found it strange as he asked subconsciously.

"He's my brother." After saying that, Yu Ling turned her head away. No one could see her expression.

Hearing this, the princess suddenly felt a little sad. The lands of the Feathered Race were being swallowed up by the wolves, and those young warriors also died in the middle of protecting the Feathered Dynasty. As the last prince, she could only run for her life, helplessly watching those fresh lives fall under the blade.

"Xia Yang Port is about to fall to the ground as well. The army of ten thousand has already closed in on the city gates, and the Yu Family has been fighting with them for a long time. If we keep defending like this, we can survive for a while, but when the hundreds of thousands of humankind's armies push us down, we won't be able to stop them. "

Didn't you say we were going to sail at once?" "Okay, then let's go to the sea. We'll escape to the sea." "" Xue Linglan frowned, knowing that this girl in front of him was not lying. When Autumn Leaf first broke into the city, she and her twin brother, Xue Zhengyuan, as well as all the other ministers of Yi Dynasty, did not expect that the human emperor, who had always been respectful to their father, would have such wild ambitions. Not to mention that they did not expect that the human army, which had been peaceful for decades, would already grow so strong right in front of their eyes. In addition to the misjudgment and miscalculation of tactics, the always proud imperial army seemed to no longer be able to handle the fangs of the Wan family.

Without a doubt, other than going out to sea, there was no more life in the Nine Provinces. Looking at the expressionless Yu Ling, the princess suddenly said, "But the humans of the Central Region's Heaven's Gate City also have warships. The sea might not be safe, but we still have to escape."

"No, Princess." Before Yu Ling could finish her words, she grabbed the princess' hand. The warmth coming from her palm allowed Xue Linglan's tiredness to slightly ease up. "Follow me." Yu Ling led the princess out of the room. The moment the door was opened, a dazzling light shone in from the outside, causing Xue Linglan to be unable to open his eyes.

It was not sunlight — the rain did not stop, the clouds were black, everything was in the rain — it was the light of thousands of men in full armor, their dark silver armor reflecting the light. The rain washed away the mud and blood on the armor, revealing its original metallic luster. The sound of the friction between the armor and the armor penetrated through the rain and travelled very, very far away.

The fury of the white Thorn Flower was piled on top of the thick cloud, and Xue Linglan could see that in the distance, there were 24 battleships docked on the sea. That was the greatest pride of the Feathered Navy, and no fleet on the sea dared to confront this one, as this invincible fleet stood like a mountain, strong enough to suppress the roaring sea!

In the middle of the group of soldiers in the harbor, there was one man who looked even more imposing than the rest. He had a sharp sword in his hand and his arms were extremely thick and sturdy. He was no longer a feathered man. Other than his tall stature and brown eyes, he did not have any of the characteristics of a feathered warrior. When he saw that Xue Linglan was being helped forward by Yu Ling, a trace of relief flashed through his bloodshot eyes.

He raised his sword, and all the soldiers on the field drew their weapons. Thousands of blades pierced the rain. This was the highest bow a warrior could give to a monarch. The soaring flags in the sky were engraved with the emblem of Xue family's Bai Jing Hua family, and the scarlet blood flag had the word 'feather' engraved on it. The rain was roaring and the sea was roaring. The lightning split the boiling sea of clouds above the summer sun and shouted the name of the Yu Family Army!

"In the last province of Xiayang Harbor, together with the generals of the Feathered Army, we are willing to follow the princess to the death. This subject will keep his promise and protect the dignity and honor of Bai Jinghua. As long as this general does not die, the Yu Family Army will never fall! "

He stood straight as a mountain. His temples were gray, but he was incomparably sharp.