Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 387 - 379: Honoring Them with the Enemy’s Blood

"Host, the person being besieged the most fiercely should be the Protector General they mentioned. He’s practically turned into a man of blood, yet he’s still fighting. What a ruthless person."

Cheng Xiaoxiao followed the system’s prompt and looked over. With her excellent eyesight, she pierced through the crowd and indeed saw a man covered in blood, surrounded by a dense horde of enemies, mostly cavalry, with some archers launching sneak attacks.

The blood inside the encirclement had formed streams flowing outward, an indication of how many had perished within.

Taking on a hundred men by oneself, he’s a tough guy. She was determined to save him.

Hang in there, big brother. As she thought to herself, her body reacted faster than her mind, and she spurred her horse in that direction.

With high combat power, Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly charged forward, slashing through the encirclement as if cutting vegetables.

The cavalry soon reacted to the intrusion.

They turned to attack the uninvited guest.

However, they were not on the same level, and soon a large number of them fell.

A gap quickly opened in the encirclement. The Grassland Soldiers, seeing the imposing momentum of the newcomer, felt fear and retreated one after another.

Occasional sneak attacks by sharp arrows were also defused one by one.

Cheng Xiaoxiao, with her full momentum, slaughtered her way through the crowd, riding forward like the wind, directly reaching the center.

The woman on the warhorse, though only her eyes were visible, they were bright and clear, shining like stars.

She leaned over, extended a small hand. At that moment, in Cheng Duhu’s mind, there were only those clear eyes; naturally, he extended his rough, blood-stained hand.

With a strong pull from the other side, she hoisted him onto the horse’s back, cleared the path with a long whip, and used hidden weapons to cover the gaps, quickly breaking out of the encirclement.

Cheng Duhu hadn’t expected such bravery and determination from a young woman, undaunted by life and death, lending her full support. He was too stunned to react for a long while.

Finally, coming to his senses to express his gratitude, he saw her turn her head and say, "Rest here for a moment, I’ll deal with the enemy leader first."

The girl’s tone was extremely arrogant and domineering, as if dealing with the enemy leader was as simple as eating or drinking.

She leapt into the air, stepping over the heads of the Grassland Soldiers, snagging a Grassland Soldier from his horse with a single whip before he could react, and hurled him off. The girl then effortlessly mounted the horse.

Clamping the horse’s sides, she pulled the reins and leapt forward.

The Grassland Soldier, thrown off the horse and regaining his senses, tried to retaliate only to be pierced through in an instant.

"You Grassland savages all deserve to die." The newly arrived Vice General Lin, witnessing the carnage, was furious to the point of bursting.

The shock today was too great, seeing the brothers and juniors he used to jest with one by one dying so tragically, the hatred in his heart surged like a torrent, relentlessly crashing against his mind.

At this moment, the disparity in numbers could no longer be considered; even if they were outmatched, today the Grassland savages would lose skin and pounds of flesh.

"Kill!"

The soldiers who arrived saw their brothers mostly dead in such horrific ways, and their eyes turned red, with every cell in their bodies screaming for vengeance.

And the exhausted soldiers, ecstatic to see reinforcements, quickly fell into despair upon realizing their numbers, thinking they should not have come; how could so few contend with the Grassland Soldiers?

The emotion of rage lasted only a moment before comrades rushed in to clash with the enemy.

A flash of a blade saved a head from being split open, and Shuanzi took the chance to drive his large blade into the enemy’s flesh.

He vented all of his stifled anger on this man, even though the enemy was already dead, swinging his large blade tirelessly, again and again.

The enemy’s body was stabbed until it was a bloody mess, entrails spilling out.

He remained oblivious, as if the action was all that occupied his mind, even when a curved saber targeted him from behind.

Fortunately, an old soldier nearby noticed and dealt with the curved saber, seeing Shuanzi’s lack of response, gave him a slap with his rough hands to bring him back to his senses.

"Shuanzi, what are you doing? Using all your strength on a dead man, what for? If you have energy left, come kill with me, our reinforcements are here, and there’s a sliver of hope. Let’s go..."

The old soldier pulled Shuanzi with the help of the reinforcements, fighting their way out of the encirclement. He had a broader view than ordinary soldiers; the heroine who saved the General had the momentum to change the tide.

With the aid of the reinforcements, the remaining men got a chance to breathe, immediately tending to wounds, gathering the severely injured together, and forming a protective wall with seventy or eighty people, allowing those inside to catch their breath.

The accompanying old doctor, though his hands never stopped moving, had forebodings that these people wouldn’t survive due to their severe injuries. His heart felt like it was gripped by a large hand, the pain unbearable.

Especially Vice General Lin’s injuries, with excessive blood loss from a severed arm and numerous large and small wounds on his body, which were utterly shocking.

"Old Yuan, no need, no need to bother. I...I know my own body..." Vice General Lin spoke haltingly, weakly, merely hanging on to understand the General’s situation.

"You, stop talking. I’ll do everything I can to help," Old Yuan said, his hands not stopping, words of comfort he himself did not believe.

Even the seasoned military doctor, accustomed to life and death, was trembling from the scene’s sheer brutality.

Cheng Xiaoxiao, tremendously effective, soon fought her way to the Leader, stopped by a big burly man, initiating a fierce battle, back and forth.

The Grassland People are known for their ferocity and brutality, yet the slim girl held her own after hundreds of moves, fighting neck and neck.

The Grassland Warrior felt insulted, glaring angrily, his assault even more fierce and powerful, determined to take her down quickly; otherwise, the Leader might suspect him of holding back or showing mercy, taking ages to subdue a mere girl.

Of course, that’s what he thought,

But Cheng Xiaoxiao didn’t take him seriously at all, intent on ending the battle quickly to return and treat the wounded soldiers.

The system informed her that several soldiers wouldn’t last two quarters of an hour, so she couldn’t waste time grappling with the big brute.

Feigning a move, she applied poison to her long sword; with enemies, she didn’t care about honor, only the final outcome mattered.

Besides, the Grassland Soldiers had killed so many of her soldier brothers, they deserved death ages ago.

Previously, she deeply respected the soldier brothers who defended the homeland; their resilience and strength, their simplicity and humility, their beautiful and broad chests!

Though the era and methods of combat differ, a pure heart of patriotism is heavier than mountains and brighter than the sun and moon; they embody bravery and sacrifice not just in words but as a soul-bound mission and responsibility.

For those who have passed!

She lacked the power to bring them back to life.

But... using the blood of enemies to honor them, that... she could do.