Chapter 147 Counter-Charge
"What a cunning fox..."
On a distant hill, Robert lay prone behind a cluster of bushes. Behind him, Ralph, the standard-bearer, struggled to keep his body low, reigning in his warhorse to prevent it from whinnying.
Around Robert, and indeed scattered all across the hillside, were a large number of Norman knights.
Their numbers were small, barely totaling a thousand in all.
As long as they could seize the enemy—
Mo Zidai abruptly hauled Lin Xuan up the moment she lay down, giving her no time to rest further. Lin Xuan blinked her sleepy eyes, casting a pitiful expression at Mo Zidai.
Wiping the tears from her face and smoothing away her anxious look, she nodded toward Zhou Anluo. Following the man's account, Zhou Anluo's heart gradually settled, and she reassuringly pulled Xia Muhang over to sit on the nearby sofa.
Ji Canglan's voice was cold and aloof, yet as he spoke with Lin Jiangluo, the corners of his lips curled upward into a smile of their own accord, and even his eyes held a trace of warmth.
Inside were only three large-denomination banknotes and some loose change... Su Nian took them all out and handed them to Xiao Ruomei.
Guan Jing was already at the hotel. He first arranged a guest room for him to rest in, and once they arrived, they would head straight to the dining hall.
Far away on the grassland, Jiang Muyuan let out a sneeze, rubbed his nose, and muttered to himself, "Why has it gotten cold again?" With that, he asked a local for a fur coat to wrap around himself, and only then did he feel much warmer.
The people sent over received the items and also left them with the two children. They were originally supposed to hand everything over to the children together, but her elder sister asked her to help watch over them for a bit.
This left Yang Liqian extremely displeased. She had never expected that victory would slip through her fingers at the very last moment.
She had admitted to those words back then, and now she wished to pull them out, confess to them once more, and incidentally repent for the fact that she had made zero progress in all this time.
When we first met, I merely thought of him as someone beyond the mortal realm, never imagining it would lead to such deep ties, nor that we would both willingly devote our entire lives to his younger sister.
"...Do you even know what kind of place this is?" Xuexue sighed after her moment of self-mockery.
People could feel a tremendous, regal pressure emanating from the tiger, as though it were a living, breathing beast.
This time, before it could even react, Venomoth was struck by Scyther's Aerial Ace. Enhanced by Swords Dance, the power of Aerial Ace knocked Venomoth out of commission in a single blow.
He walked out accompanied by Uncle Zhong, while Li Cuifen frowned slightly, seemingly aware that the old master had something specific to discuss.
"With a single 'hard to say,' you threw me straight into the fire." Faced with an unprecedented predicament, the wise side of Longte immediately came to the fore.
"Today I am merely teaching you a lesson. Killing you would only dirty my hands," Xiao Yan said, before fiercely pressing the opponent's head down once more.
Yet at that exact moment, Mu Yi's heart suddenly grew overwhelmingly sorrowful, as if—as if something of the utmost preciousness had been lost. That sensation was utterly heart-rending and agonizingly unbearable.
"What on earth is this secret technique?" Zhou Tian felt a stirring of temptation. Since the flood dragon had called it a good thing, it surely had to be of some use.
What should she do? She didn't even dare to cry out loudly; if a scandal like this were to get out, her entire life would undoubtedly be ruined.
"The bureau is holding its annual awards for excellence recently, and I intend to put your name forward. What do you think?" Captain Hao stared deeply at him with a solemn expression.
Li Ruonan happily pulled Lin Feng up onto the ramparts of Prague Castle, overlooking everything beneath their feet.
The crux of the matter was the inability to withstand the corrupting influence fed back by a massive number of disciples. The extreme danger of having one's own path eroded made many formidable experts shrink back in hesitation. They craved the benefits of countless disciples helping them deduce their Daoist intent, yet feared being unable to endure the filth and defilement that could drag them to their own doom.