Chapter 147 Living Towards Death

Chapter 147 Living Towards Death

"Waaah—"

Inside Tiger Leaping Gorge, the wind howls like knives.

Of the original one hundred black-armored guards, fewer than thirty remain.

They formed a dilapidated circular formation, using their flesh and blood to desperately block the Northern Rong "Death Legion" that surged towards them like a tide.

"Kill! Protect the prince!"

Han Zheng was covered in blood, having been stabbed countless times, but he remained rooted to the spot like a nail, the blade of his sword already chipped.

And in the center of the circular formation.

Tangli knelt in the snow, desperately looking up at the dark night sky.

She blew the tiger bone whistle desperately, releasing her spiritual power with all her might, trying to summon even an eagle or a snow wolf to save the day.

But... no.

There was nothing there.

The pale pink "smoke" that permeated the canyon carried a chemical toxicity that instilled instinctive fear in wild animals. Birds and beasts within a ten-mile radius would flee the moment they smelled it.

Her "Lord of All Beasts" cheat code was completely sealed away by this damned environment and toxic fumes.

"Your Highness! Stop blowing! Let's go!"

Han Zheng turned around and roared, spitting out a mouthful of blood: "The brothers can't hold on any longer!"

"Go? Where to?"

Tang Li looked at the densely packed enemies around her, her eyes filled with despair.

Pei Yunjing was kneeling on the ground, unable to move, bleeding from all seven orifices, and completely out of his mind.

It's over.

This time, I'm really going to die here.

Just then, Pei Yunjing, who had been hanging his head as if he were dead, suddenly moved.

"Crack".

A sharp, teeth-grinding crack.

Tang Li turned around in horror and saw that Pei Yunjing had bitten his own tongue hard!

The metallic taste of blood in his mouth stimulated his numb nerves, forcibly pulling him back from that chaotic hallucination for a moment.

Pei Yunjing suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes, stained red with blood, were still cloudy, but they revealed a fierce and clear light, as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

He saw the situation clearly.

A dead end. But he cannot die.

At the very least, we can't let her die here, defiled by those beasts.

Pei Yunjing's gaze swept around and finally settled on the end of the canyon, where there was a narrow and secluded fork in the road leading to the heart of the mountains—the Valley of Broken Souls.

That's a dead end. Going in is like entering a dead end, with only endless snow and cliffs.

But the terrain there is narrow, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and... it's the only road.

"Han Zheng!"

Pei Yunjing stood up unsteadily, his voice hoarse like a broken bellows:

"cover!"

Han Zheng was taken aback, then understood the prince's intention. A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and he roared:

"Black-armored guards, heed my command! Charge in a suicide attack! Cut a bloody path for the Prince!"

"kill--!!!"

The remaining twenty-odd black-armored guards, without any hesitation, abandoned their defense and launched a suicidal counter-charge.

They rammed their bodies into the enemy's spears, bit their throats with their teeth, and paved the way for their masters with their blood.

"Walk!"

Pei Yunjing scooped up the pear from the ground. At this moment, he could no longer lift his sword or use his lightness skill.

With only his indomitable will, he held Tang Li tightly in his arms, staggering along the path paved with the corpses of the black-armored guards, rushing towards the dark and deep Valley of Broken Souls.

The wind and snow were dark and gloomy, and behind him were the screams of his brothers before they died.

Pei Yunjing dared not turn around.

He could only run, even though his head felt like it was going to explode with every step he took, he couldn't stop.

Finally, the two rushed into the entrance of the Valley of Broken Souls.

The moment his figure disappeared into the darkness, Pei Yunjing's legs gave way, and he tumbled into the thick snow with Tang Li.

...

Outside the canyon.

As Tuoba Xiao rode on the back of the White Wolf King, watching the two disappear into the shadows of Broken Soul Valley, he raised his hand to stop the Death Legion from giving chase.

"Great Khan! They've entered a deadly area! Chase after them!" his subordinates cried urgently.

"What are you chasing?"

Tuoba Xiao sneered, looking at the valley entrance that resembled the maw of a giant beast, his eyes gleaming with a cat-and-mouse smirk:

"The Valley of Broken Souls is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only one exit. Inside, it's all cliffs and snow."

"That's a natural echo chamber."

He pointed to the entrance, his tone sinister:

"Pass down the order: there's no need to go in and die (fearing Pei Yunjing might launch a counterattack before he dies)."

"Block the entrance to the valley!"

"Then……"

Tuoba Xiao pulled out the spare bone flute from his robes, grinning maliciously as he gave the order:

"Let all the drummers and gong players beat the drums day and night at the entrance of the valley!"

"I'm going to use the echoes in this valley to get rid of that senseless waste, Pei Yunjing..."

He made a crushing gesture:

"They were shaken to death inside!"

"Wait until there's no more movement inside before you go collect the woman's body. Remember, I want it warm."

"yes!"

The Northern Rong soldiers immediately sprang into action, and boulders rolled down, sealing the valley entrance completely, leaving only a small gap for sound to pass through.

Immediately afterwards.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" "Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The dense sounds of drums and gongs, carried by the wind, poured continuously into the enclosed snow valley with destructive vibrations.