Q11 Vol 2 Chapter 4 Part 2

Chapter 4 Part 2

The wolf screamed and fell to the ground, but the tragedy in the paddock continues. The rest of the wolves chase the backs of the other girls. Everywhere you look, there will be torn bodies and broken limbs. You had to have sufficient ears to listen to all the heart wrenching screams and cries. Jing Yue trembling stood up. Her eyes were wide open in shock, like being petrified. The clothes on her small body was tattered, hair scattered, face pale, and she was covered with blood. With the cold air encircling her, she seemed so very small, small like weak grass.

Whoosh, a sharp arrow suddenly shot by her head. Jing Yue nimbly jumped back, escaping the fatal blow, but her small body’s strength was weak and the arrow still hit her calf. Blood started flowing down.

Prince Jing Xiao smiled and continued to nock an arrow, shooting once again.

Zhao Che’s brow twitched. He coldly snorted, as he shot an arrow to cut off Prince Jing’s.

The wolves started to gather around Jing Yue’er as the stench of blood raided their senses. She wanted to examine her injured calf but did not have enough time so she spun around and ran towards the direction of Zhao Che.

This person had saved her twice and with that reason she chose to go rapidly go towards the most advantageous direction.

However, just as she made two steps forward, a sharp arrow was suddenly shot mercilessly before her feet. The child gawked for a moment, stopped, and then looked up frowning. Puzzled, she looked at a red robed youth riding a black horse.

Zhao Che gave a look of contempt at Leng Heng before sweeping his eyes over her and then shot at another child in a vest that was running. She was only five or six years old. She screamed then soon fell to the ground. On her back were the words ‘Yan’, incarnadined by blood. She was quickly torn apart by the wolves already there waiting as she fell.

Time went by quickly but also slowly. Suddenly, with Jing Yue’s mouth tightened,  she quickly turned away. Her speed was extremely fast. Her injured leg did not affect her body’s flexibility, as a wolf chased her from behind. She fiercely rushed forward, trying to find any opportunity to escape.

The corner of the paddock stood a pile of sticks and horse hay. The child picked up a stick, and began to heavily bang on the wolf’s waist numerous of times.

The wolf howled, staggering to the side, and was apparently seriously injured.

“Come! All of you come over here!” The child screamed, squatting down to pick up two stones. Smashing them together, she quickly made a fire on the end of the stick. With the stick lit, she held the torch and ran over at full speed to disperse the wolves attacking the children, shouting, “Come over here!”

The young children were crying as they gathered around Jing Yue. All  of them were injured. They were injured by wolf bites, but even more were injured by arrows. There was already less than 20 children left.

The wolves feared the fire though. Seeing Jing with the children, they hesitated, not daring to approach. They had been hungry for a long time, so they turned around and returned to the dead corpses in the field. Wantonly swallowing them all.

Zhuge Huai narrow his eyes slightly, whispering to himself “Useless animals.” He started shooting at the wolves.

Arrows rained down as the wolves were immediately hit. After bursts of bloody howls, not one wolf was left alive.

The  surviving children were overjoyed. Regardless of the pain covering their bodies, all of them leapt in joy. They survived a disaster, so they cheered loudly.

However, before the cheers could leave their throats, another wave of arrows came down shooting their little bodies. The heavenly nobles had no mercy. They were ruthless, and kept seizing the children’s lives.

A sharp arrow came swiftly,  piercing a child’s head from the right eye all the way to  the back of the head firmly stopping right before Jing Yue’s nose. White and shiny brain fluid splashed at her face. Her mouth was opened in shock as her hand still held that burning stick, unable to move. The children’s cries echoed in her ears, all of it was like a nightmare.

The arrow raid started to slow down, as Prince Jing Xiao and Mu Yun smiled together. Notching their arrows, they aimed at the girl and violently shot at her.

This caused  Zhao Che to frown, urging his horse forward. Reaching for his arrows, he realized there was only one remaining. He snaps off the arrow’s feather then takes aim with his bow. His beautiful technique penetrates the arrows aimed at the girl. He had no intention of sparing Prince Jing’s face.

Zhuge Huai laughed, exclaiming, “Good shooting technique!”

The voices started to fall.  All the pitiful yells became still. In the paddock, blood filled the air, and the snow was dyed red. The only child remaining in that scarlet field was Jing Yue. Her hair in disarray, straw sticking out everywhere, clothes stained with blood. Her face was even more pale, leaning on a wooden stick standing in her original place. She looked stunned and scared silly.

“Seventh brother is very powerful. I have no arrows, and today it seems to be seventh brother’s victory.” said Zhao Jue.

Prince Jing Xiao nipped his brows, looking at  Zhao Jue in the eye, looked at Mu Yun, then finally turned his head to look at Zhuge.

“I have no more arrows.” Zhuge said cheerfully with a smile.

“Yan Shi child is not there yet and the time limit has not arrived. The winner is still unknown.”

Mu Yun suddenly said, all eyes turned to look at Yan Xun. Zhao Che coldly look at Yan Xun, but he wasn’t bitter. “Yan Shizi always gives us unexpected pleasant surprises.”, Zhao Che said curtly. The stick incense was only half gone, but all the arrows have been shot. Only Yan Xun’s Arrow pot still had feather arrows.

Yan Xun sat on his horse, although only 13-year-old, he still sat with his back straight and tall. With his straight eyebrows slanting upwards, nose tall like Gao Ting, sharp eyes, wearing a deep purple dress, his outstanding and handsome appearance was all the more obvious. He looked indifferent, as he slowly made his way to the child still in the middle of the paddock. Drawing his arrow.

The wind whistled, tussling the child’s clothes and messing her hair. She was very young, but appeared even younger. Maybe six or seven years old due to malnutrition, she was very thin, like a newly hatched coyote. Her arm, neck, and calf were all full of scars. A shoulder injury almost close to the heart vein. She stood in the middle of a messy field littered with arms, legs, and bloody corpses everywhere. The atmosphere, the cruel force like a desperate cry, tearing the child’s fragile eyeball.

In a flash a bloodthirsty arrow was aimed at the child’s throat. The youth sitting on horseback, had sharp eyes and eyebrows locked. Aiming at the blue veins, he slowly pulled the full bow.

She had to avoid the unavoidable. Chaotic thoughts roared from her mind. So many questions and doubts all collapsed in the face of the sudden slaughter. She slowly raised her head. Loathing, with cold hatred and disgust, she coldly looked at the boy facing her. There was no fear, not even the slightest bit.

That day was the fourth day of the first month. Year 466. The people of the city had just celebrated their New Year. It was outside this city, in the imperial hunting ground, that they met for the first time.

Through time and space. Throughout history, these two souls should not have originally met but through some strobe, they were placed on the same platform.

Yan Xun’s brow relaxed as one finger loosened on his bow. He lightly released his arrow.

The  long arrow flew in the cold wind, whizzing through the air. Heading straight for the child standing in same place.

Shua. The arrow hit the child’s neck instantly, drawing out blood. The child shook and took two slightly staggered steps, but was still actually standing in the same spot.

“Haha! Congratulations Brother!” Zhao Jue loudly laughed.

Zhao Che contemptuous looked at Yan Xun and sneered, “Yan Shi is immersed in dance and poetry all day long. I fear that was how Zhao’s ancestors had forgotten how to use the arrow.

Yan Xun put down his longbow, turned around and said lightly: “How the ancestor of Zhao uses arrows, the descendants of Zhao record it well. I, Yan Shi, truly does not dare to overstep authority and get involved in another‘s affairs.“

Zhuge Huai laughed, “Then, today‘s good luck was turned over to Seventh Highness, and I have to set a banquet at my home. Let’s drink a cup of diluted wine together.”

Everyone promised from the start. Todays events was just an ordinary game, as usual.

The wind howled, flapping their big fur garments. On the spacious snowy field, the breeze continued fluctuate. Yan Xun turned back to see the bloodstained child was still standing in the middle of the field far away. Deep eyes looking toward them….for a long time, motionless. *********

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