Chapter 1440 - 1115: Fiery Warhorse

The night deepened.

The camp by the banks of the Yellow River was quiet, except for a few scattered campfires swaying in the night wind and the dull sound of the flowing river nearby. These lights and sounds only highlighted the deep, silent night, akin to a mass of congealed ink.

Suddenly, there was a slight disturbance in this inky darkness.

Though it was a movement almost imperceptible and easy to be swallowed by the night, the two soldiers standing on the watchtower quickly noticed it. They immediately raised their torches, which only illuminated a tiny area in front, but soon, the moving shadows stepped into the faint edges of their torchlight.

It was seven or eight black-clad cavalry.

These riders galloped swiftly towards the firelight and quickly reached the camp gate. One of them shouted loudly, "Open the gate!"

The two soldiers on the watchtower leaned out to look at them, cautiously asking, "Who goes there?"

The people below replied, "We are here to rescue Little Shi General at Hulao Pass. Quickly open the gate; Little Shi General has returned, but he is injured, hurry and bring someone to treat his wounds!"

Upon hearing this, the two soldiers were startled.

They were aware that there was a big operation tonight, not only Shi Yuxin General leading troops to assist Chen Cai at Huilu Storehouse, but Xiao Yuansui also sent an elite squad to infiltrate Hulao Pass to rescue Little Shi General and dispatched large forces to support at Beimang Mountain. They didn’t expect them to return so soon.

Taking a closer look, indeed, among the troops below was a particularly distinctive horse. Though covered in black clothing and seemingly injured, the rider was slumped in a heap with a low-hanging head, yet the horse was fiery red all over, dazzling even in the weak torchlight—a horse previously beloved by Shi Yutao, "Fiery Fire!"

Seeing the two still observing, the person below shouted again, "Hurry, Little Shi General is in dire condition!"

Upon hearing this, the two soldiers dared not delay, quickly waving their torches and shouting to the gatekeepers below. Inside, people swiftly moved forward to remove the wooden barricade blocking the camp gate and began to open the tall gates.

As the gate opened, the team immediately charged eagerly inside.

However, just as they rushed through the gates, the soldiers guarding the entrance immediately sensed something was wrong—these people were sent to rescue Little Shi General, and given the strict guarding at Hulao Pass, just rescuing someone so quickly was difficult enough, yet how could they also manage to bring out the horse unharmed?

Stranger still, they claimed from outside that Little Shi General was severely wounded, yet upon opening the gate, the one riding Fiery Fire charged in as fast as an arrow loosed from its string.

Wrong!

Someone rushed up intending to stop them, but these riders had no intention of halting, charging headlong down the central path.

In that split second as they passed by, a soldier from Wanggang Village recognized the face of this "Little Shi General," seeing his handsome features, somber expression, and the resolute and composed face illuminated by distant torches showed sharp relief, while the cold glimmer in those eyes sent chills to the heart.

"It’s Yu Wenye!"

A piercing shout swiftly resounded throughout the military camp.

Immediately, the two on the watchtower panicked, never expecting to have let the enemy, let alone Yu Wenye, into the camp. At this moment, there was no time for regret or complaint; they hurriedly grasped the copper gong in the corner and started to sound it fiercely.

The loud and piercing gong sounds echoed, causing the entire camp to erupt into chaos.

The dazed soldiers awoke in panic, rushing out from their tents to find utter chaos outside—innumerable people staring bewildered at each other as a cavalry squad ran amok within the camp, while several soldiers rushed to intercept but were easily overpowered; the riders showed no mercy, trampling down the ones who dared to block them, their horses’ hooves crushing flesh and bone, the ensuing screams instilling fear and dread into those who heard them.

"It’s Yu Wenye! Yu Wenye has charged in!"

"Watch out!"

"Stop them!"

In an instant, the name Yu Wenye descended like arrows from the sky, piercing the military camp and triggering painful memories that quickly sobered everyone. Amidst the initial chaos, they gradually calmed down and realized this was only seven or eight people, far from a formidable force!

Yu Wenye dared to infiltrate their camp with just seven or eight men?

The crowd was both amused and felt a tinge of mockery and anger—did he really underestimate them so much!?

Thus, the people stopped panicking, many even without time to armor up, immediately grabbed weapons and charged out, yet Yu Wenye had no intention of confronting them head-on. Tightening the reins, he maneuvered his steed to dodge left and right. Whenever an enemy swung their blade, the Fiery Warhorse deftly evaded, and whenever someone charged forward to intercept, he spurred his horse, boldly leading his team straight through.

The cries of agony echoed, the warhorses and soldiers tumbling to the ground, unable to comprehend what was occurring as heavy hoofs struck down. Amid sharp pain, blood surged before their eyes, swiftly ending their lives.

In no time, the seven or eight-member squad caused chaos across half of the camp.

Amid the tumult, their black attire tore in several clashes, increasingly hindering movement. Yu Wenye decisively tore open the black clothes, revealing the brilliant Bright Armor beneath and the Heavy Armor adorning the Fiery Warhorse!

Ordinary horses equipped with Heavy Armor lose agility and speed despite impressive impact power, but this horse was different—not only strong but also astonishingly nimble. After a mere half-day of training, it moved as one with Yu Wenye on the battlefield, trampling several tents and scattering soldiers before crushing them underhoof, leaving rivers of blood.

The soldiers following him knew the perils of this mission, yet never expected their small team to wreak havoc across such a large portion of the camp, sparking feelings of pride and courage even amidst danger, their fearless bravery evoking laughter.

Someone exclaimed, "Exhilarating!"

Another kept pace beside Yu Wenye, voiced, "Your Highness, we haven’t found the Princess yet!"

At these words, Yu Wenye’s cold eyes shifted from the trampled tents towards the front, where countless dark, quiet tents slowly awakened in the chaos, light flickering, and people emerging as he swiftly scanned tent after tent.

Where is she?

Where is Shang Ruyi!?