mesbooks Chapter 217: Death of Langchuan
Chapter 217: Death of Langchuan
Langchuan widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.
He never expected that Xiao Mu would appear here and set such an ingenious trap.
"It's you. This is all your trap."
When Langchuan saw Xiao Mu show up, he gritted his teeth and said angrily,
"Xiao Mu, is this how you people from the Central Plains act? Insidious and cunning, you deserve to die!"
Langchuan's eyes were wide open with rage burning in them.
Xiao Mu raised his chin slightly and looked at Langchuan sternly, without a trace of warmth in his eyes.
"Langchuan, all is fair in war. You are ambitious and want to start a war and bring disaster to the people. I am just trying to stop you. Your anger at this moment is just because you failed. If your conspiracy with Prince Shun succeeds, will you let our people of Wei go?"
Langchuan was protected by the guards around him and moved backwards little by little.
"Hmph, don't mention that idiot to me. He is more likely to cause trouble than to help."
At this time, the smoke on the battlefield had not yet completely dissipated, and Langchuan's army was already in disarray, with heavy casualties.
The surrounding soldiers looked at Langchuan and Xiao Mu vigilantly, and the atmosphere was tense and depressing.
Xiao Mu looked at Langchuan and said in a firm tone,
"Langchuan, your failure is inevitable. Put down your weapon and surrender. I can spare your life."
Langchuan laughed loudly, his laughter was full of madness and unwillingness.
"Surrender? I, Langchuan, would rather die in battle than surrender to you."
Xiao Mu frowned, his eyes gleaming with coldness.
"Langchuan, I advise you to surrender for the sake of the soldiers who follow you. Since you don't listen, then go to hell."
Langchuan was angered by the contempt in his eyes and glared at Xiao Mu.
"Xiao Mu, do you think you can kill me?"
As soon as Langchuan finished speaking, he waved his hand violently, and the guards behind him immediately raised their weapons, ready to fight to the death.
Langchuan said angrily,
"I, Langchuan, lead brave and fearless warriors. Even if I die today, I will take you with me."
Xiao Mu looked at Langchuan coldly and was not intimidated by his aura at all.
"Langchuan, if you persist in your wrongdoings, you will only lead to more people being buried with you."
Xiao Mu waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him were ready for battle. The two sides were on the verge of a fight, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Langchuan took the lead in attacking, waving the broadsword in his hand and rushing towards Xiao Mu. Xiao Mu dodged to the side and easily avoided Langchuan's attack.
Langchuan missed his first attack and became even more angry. He waved his sword wildly and continued to attack Xiao Mu.
Xiao Mu responded calmly and flexibly. It was more like teasing Langchuan than a fight.
Seeing him like this, Langchuan hated him in his heart, but he was powerless. He gradually became exhausted and his movements became slower and slower.
Suddenly, his eyes fell behind Xiao Mu, and the corners of his lips curled up strangely. Xiao Mu was shocked and had no time to turn around, but heard Mo Yu shouting,
"General, be careful."
Before Xiao Mu turned around, he suddenly felt a sharp gust of arrow coming from behind him. At the critical moment, Xiao Mu instinctively dodged to the side, but the arrow was extremely fast and still hit his chest.
The sharp arrow hit Xiao Mu right in the chest. Seeing this, Langchuan let out a long howl towards the sky.
"Haha, God helps me, Xiao Mu. You think you can kill me? Then let's see who dies first, you or me?"
However, before Langchuan's laughter had died down, he saw Xiao Mu standing there steadily, with no sign of pain on his face.
Xiao Mu looked at the sharp arrow in his chest, pulled it out, and threw it on the ground with a dull sound.
But there was no blood on his body, and a faint light could be seen from inside his armor.
Xiao Mu secretly rejoiced in his heart, but the look he gave towards Langchuan was full of murderous intent.
Seeing this, Mo Yu knew that the general was wearing golden armor, but he didn't feel at ease until he was sure that he was fine. He immediately signaled the guards behind him to use muskets and crossbows to kill the archers in the distance.
Langchuan's smile froze instantly, his face filled with shock.
"Impossible, impossible. Baru has never failed. You can't be okay. What kind of monster are you?"
Baru is the biggest trump card around him. He has superb archery skills and never fails.
Langchuan widened his eyes and stared at the faint light on Xiao Mu's body.
Baru's arrow had clearly pierced through Xiao Mu's armor, but the thing inside was actually able to block Baru's fatal arrow.
"What on earth are you wearing? This is impossible!"
Langchuan roared.
Xiao Mu raised his chin slightly and did not intend to answer him.
"Langchuan, you are right. Today we should see who will die first between the two of us. Now, it's time for you to pay the price."
Xiao Mu raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Langchuan.
Langchuan looked at the sword in Xiao Mu's hand and a feeling of despair surged in his heart.
"Xiao Mu, even if I die, I won't let you off easily."
Langchuan roared, waving the big knife in his hand, and rushed towards Xiao Mu again.
Xiao Mu had no intention of stalling for time with him, so he thrust out his sword quickly. The long sword pierced through the air like lightning and accurately pierced Langchuan's chest.
Langchuan's eyes widened in disbelief. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the sword on his chest, blood gushing out of his mouth.
"Xiao Mu...you,..."
However, before he could finish his words, Xiao Mu had already stabbed him with another sword.
"you......"
Langchuan was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood again. He fell straight to the ground and there was no movement anymore.
But after a while, the noise on the battlefield seemed to fade away, leaving only dead silence.
Langchuan's body lay quietly on the ground, his eyes that were once full of ambition and anger had now lost their luster.
"General, this person is the one who just shot the arrow."
Two secret guards were escorting a man towards them quickly. When they got close, Xiao Mu discovered that both of the man's arms were hit by a musket or crossbow. Blood was flowing out, and it was a horrible sight.
He just looked at this person quietly, and everything was over.
In his previous life, it was probably because he shot himself with an arrow that he was killed by Langchuan. The tragedy of Liangcheng and the northwest also started from here, and now it will all end.
Xiao Mu looked at Langchuan's body, but he didn't feel relieved at all.
The soldiers around were also silent. Although this fierce battle ended with their victory, everyone knew that the pain brought by the war was far from over.
Xiao Mu slowly put away his sword, his eyes revealing a hint of fatigue and contemplation.
"General, Langchuan is dead, what should we do next?"
Mo Yu walked forward and asked softly.
Xiao Mu raised his head slightly and looked into the distance.
"Clear the battlefield, we must retreat as soon as possible. The news of Langchuan's death will soon reach Rongdi, we must prepare for the next battle as soon as possible."