Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

Chapter 190 The Fate of Destiny

The life-and-death struggle became extremely fierce in an instant.

Du Xuwei felt a sharp pain at the base of his hand holding the sword, and the smile on his face faded.

He had never expected that this seemingly weak woman actually possessed such powerful internal strength. It was obvious that his previous assessment of her strength was too hasty.

In his impression, even women who practiced martial arts were mostly just fancy moves and could hardly pose a real threat.

However, the two encounters with Xiao Zhixue completely overturned his cognition.

Her moves were both familiar and unfamiliar, as if she was the figure who had left a deep impression on him on the border battlefield, but that figure was clearly a man, completely different from Xiao Zhixue in front of him.

Du Xuwei feinted his sword and took advantage of the gap in Xiao Zhixue's attack to swiftly step back a few steps, his brows furrowed, enduring the pain, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, fixed tightly on Xiao Zhixue's eyes.

"who are you?"

He asked in a deep voice.

"I am the doom in your destiny. Prepare to meet your end!"

Before Xiao Zhixue finished her words, a new round of fierce attacks arrived.

Du Xuwei raised his sword to block, but saw Xiao Zhixue once again shaking out an unknown powder from her sleeves and sprinkling it towards his face.

Although he quickly stepped back, he still inevitably inhaled some. His chest suddenly felt stuffy and severe pain followed. He immediately realized that he was poisoned.

The look he gave Xiao Zhixue became even more fierce.

Xiao Zhixue's lips curled up into a cold smile: "Surrender, I can let you die with dignity."

Du Xuwei's world began to spin and he shook his head hard, trying to get rid of the dizziness.

The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer reminded him that Xiao Zhixue was no pushover.

But as the supreme commander of Dong Chu, how could he surrender so easily?

He forced himself to hold on and swung his sword to fight back again, but it was just a bluff. He took the opportunity to dodge to the window and jumped out.

Xiao Zhixue reacted quickly. The whip was like a long snake coming out of a hole, accurately wrapping around Du Xuwei's waist. With a strong pull, she dragged him back to the ground from mid-air.

Du Xuwei struggled to stand up, but felt dizzy again due to the poisoning.

Xiao Zhixue took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, gently pressing the tip of the sword against his throat.

"Order your men to stop resisting, or your lives will end right now."

Du Xuwei wanted to resist, but found that his body was too weak, so he could only sneer: "Kill me or not, it's up to you, but my death will be the end of all of you."

Xiao Zhixue did not take action immediately, she needed Du Xuwei to end the war.

She shouted loudly to the Dong Chu soldiers who were still fighting on the roof: "Your commander is in my hands now. If you want him to live, lay down your weapons!"

When the soldiers saw this scene, they were all terrified and dared not make any move.

Fan Yanmu and Mo Xingjun took the opportunity to clean up the remaining enemies.

As the sounds of fighting in the distance gradually subsided, the reinforcements led by Guo Mo arrived in time.

The moonlight shone brightly on Du Xuwei's face, allowing him to see Xiao Zhixue's face clearly.

When their eyes met, Du Xuwei's heart skipped a beat for some reason - the opponent on the battlefield was surprisingly similar to Xiao Zhixue in front of him, which caused ripples in his heart.

These days, this experience has been replaying in his mind like a kaleidoscope, and he can't get rid of it.

He had never experienced such deep concern in his life. What replayed in his mind was the piercing hatred and pain brought by Fan Yanmu's arrow when it pierced the air and hit his shoulder.

However, Xiao Zhixue's appearance seemed to be carved into his heart by an invisible chisel. No matter how hard he tried to erase it, the image remained as clear as ever, stubbornly occupying every corner of his thoughts.

He secretly blamed himself and wondered in his heart why he had to miss someone, and that was a rival who was also a grown man like him.

This emotional entanglement made him feel a little confused and even a little absurd.

Until that day, Du Xuwei witnessed Xiao Zhixue's face with his own eyes. At that moment, the lingering shadow in his heart miraculously overlapped with the woman in front of him.

He couldn't help but speak, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice: "Are you the one who appeared like a ghost on the battlefield that day?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Du Xuwei realized how stupid and unnecessary his question was. He couldn't help but laugh at himself and secretly cursed himself for being so obsessed that he even threw away the most basic caution in his words.

Xiao Zhixue did not respond directly to his question, but turned defense into offense, with a sharp tone: "Why did your Dongchu soldiers appear in Zhangzhou? Could it be that you want to steal Xiliang's confidential letters?"

Upon hearing this, Du Xuwei sneered, then turned his head and chose to remain silent.

At this time, saying one more word may become a handle and fall into the hands of the other party.

In this subtle atmosphere, Fan Yanmu and Mo Xingjun descended lightly from the roof like ghosts in the night.

Fan Yanmu approached Xiao Zhixue, his eyes swept over Du Xuwei coldly, then he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "This guy may still be useful, don't rush to do it for now."

Xiao Zhixue understood what Fan Yanmu meant - to use Du Xuwei as a pawn to force the Dongchu army to retreat, thus ensuring that peace on the border would continue.

At this time, Guo Mo led the reinforcements and hurriedly arrived to report the battle situation to Mo Xingjun: "Sir, the remaining forces of Dong Chu have been eliminated by us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Mo's eyes inadvertently swept over Du Xuwei who was lying on the ground. He saw that his brows were furrowed, his teeth were chattering, and he seemed to be enduring great pain or anger.

Guo Mo didn't pay much attention to Du Xuwei's reaction, but just waited quietly for Mo Xingjun's next instruction.

"Have you found the secret letter?"

Mo Xingjun is well aware of the urgency of the current situation. Obtaining intelligence from Xiliang is a top priority, and he must not let this crucial secret letter fall into the hands of the Dongchu people.

Guo Mo looked a little embarrassed when he heard this, and lowered his head and replied: "My Lord, we haven't found the secret letter yet, and the appearance of these people has disrupted our search plan."

Mo Xingjun frowned when he heard this, and gave the order without hesitation: "Search immediately, time is running out, and there must be no mistakes."

Guo Mo took the order and immediately organized people to continue searching the house carefully.

Facing Fan Yanmu again, Du Xuwei's doubts gradually turned into certainty.

The mysterious and powerful figure on the battlefield that day was undoubtedly Xiao Zhixue.

This discovery shocked him terribly. He could not believe that the person who was so brave and fearless and killed countless enemies on that bloody battlefield was actually a woman.

He couldn't help but imagine what kind of courage and determination it took for her to cross the boundaries of gender and tradition and resolutely step into the battlefield.

Du Xuwei had lived for twenty years and had never seen any woman dare to do this. The appearance of Xiao Zhixue undoubtedly stirred up unprecedented waves in his heart, and an indescribable emotion quietly sprouted.