212: Chapter 0212 A Promise Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold

Years ago, during the great war with the Khitan, Zhao Yunting's heart meridians were damaged.

Had he not relied on his profound cultivation and a vast amount of supplements to sustain his vitality, he would have passed away long ago.

Over the years, Zhao Yunting lived in seclusion and rarely took action, fearing a relapse of his old injuries.

Looking at her elderly father, whose face was now as pale as golden paper, Zhao Caiwei knew that the old man had exhausted his last bit of strength.

Even for someone as cold as frost like her, at this moment, her eyes could not help but well up with tears.

“Father, I'll take you and fight our way out!”

“Foolish! Leave me be!!”

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Zhao Yunting brushed off his daughter's hand and said, “For me, dying on the battlefield is the best final destination!”

“Caiwei! You have always been calm; you should know how to make the right choice now!”

“Take your Hanguang Battalion and the soldiers, concentrate your forces, and break through!”

Several old subordinates nearby surrounded them, resisting desperately to block the continuous stream of the White King's Army.

“Eldest Miss! Quickly take the Commander away! We'll cover you!”

“The Commander cannot die here! The Cold Iron Guard cannot exist without him!!”

They were all veterans who had followed Zhao Yunting for many years; even though they knew hope was slim, they did not want to give up.

Watching his old subordinates fall one by one in pools of blood to save him, even though he had spent his life in the military, Zhao Yunting felt heartbroken at this moment!

He was old, and his heart had softened; he gradually could not bear to see such life-and-death partings.

Zhao Caiwei said nothing, her face full of stubbornness, as she hoisted Zhao Yunting's arm over her shoulder, trying to help him onto a warhorse.

“Don't be foolish! Leave me!!” Zhao Yunting urged.

“Father, you always say I am calm, but your daughter's heart is also made of flesh!”

Zhao Caiwei bit her lower lip in distress, “How could I... easily abandon my own biological father?!”

Zhao Yunting was stunned and speechless.

He suddenly realized that he had forgotten how long it had been since he last saw Zhao Caiwei dressed as a woman.

She wasn't some rough man, but a daughter as beautiful as a flower!

A sense of regret, helplessness, and piercing pain made Zhao Yunting feel as if a lump were caught in his throat!

As a father, he was such a failure!

At that moment, a figure made two leaps from the front and landed directly before the two of them!

“General Lin?”

The newcomer was indeed Lin Xiao.

“General Zhao, quickly take this great recovery pill!”

Lin Xiao took out a mystic grade great recovery pill he had just bought from the mall, costing 100 Prestige.

This pill couldn't cure Zhao Yunting, but it could quickly restore his strength and help him hold on for a while.

Lin Xiao was no saint; he wouldn't truly exhaust everything to save Zhao Yunting just to let the Yan King's Army turn the tide.

What he could do was ensure that this highly respected old man didn't die in such a pathetic manner.

Of course, providing help in a time of need was a rare opportunity; winning over people's hearts was also a goal.

Seeing him take out a precious life-sustaining pill, the Cold Iron Guard veterans present immediately showed looks of gratitude.

“General Lin, the great recovery pill is so precious; do you really intend to give it to my father?”

As a soldier, Zhao Caiwei knew very well that such pills were divine medicines for saving lives on the battlefield, hard to find even for a thousand gold!

Lin Xiao smiled. “This was entrusted to me by Brother Zhao to give to you. There's no need to be polite!”

The father and daughter naturally understood that such an expensive pill couldn't possibly belong to Zhao Kuan.

Lin Xiao said this so they could accept it with peace of mind and without burden.

But the current situation was critical, and they had no time to think further.

“Thank you!”

Zhao Yunting swallowed the great recovery pill in one gulp. His complexion quickly improved, and after regulating his internal energy, he gripped his long spear tightly once more.

“General Lin, there are too many enemy troops. We must split up and cooperate to break out!”

Zhao Yunting lifted his Profound Iron Heavy Spear again and quickly commanded:

“I will take my subordinates to kill Zhang Shide and those two rebellious sons of mine to draw away their elites.”

“You take Caiwei's Hanguang Battalion and break through from the east!”

“Although the Yan King's Army is collapsing over there, their numbers are vast after all. As long as their morale is boosted again, we will surely carve out a path of blood!”

Lin Xiao, however, flatly refused. “No, I will kill Zhang Shide. Commander, forgive my bluntness, but your martial arts are not as good as mine!”

“You and Miss Caiwei go assist the Yan King's Army in their counterattack. Don't worry about me; I will be fine!”

Lin Xiao was not at ease leaving Zhao Yelong and Zhao Yefei to be handled by this muddled father.

If the old man's heart softened for a moment and he let them escape, it would be a major problem.

Before the father and daughter could say more, Lin Xiao had already flown off to charge toward Jingmen City again!

The Zhao father and daughter didn't have time to say much. Looking at Lin Xiao, who was risking his life for them, they were left with nothing but gratitude and admiration!

“What a Great General of the North... To fulfill a promise made to Kuan'er, he is actually willing to go to such lengths!”

“Caiwei, don't let General Lin's efforts go to waste. We must fight our way out!”

The woman's gaze was fixed on that resolute back, and she nodded. “Yes! Father!”

Meanwhile, Lin Xiao's heroic performance, coupled with the fact that Zhao Yunting hadn't died after vomiting blood, caused the White King's Army's morale to suffer.

Zhang Shide had already ridden his horse to the rear of the army, not daring to be anywhere near the front lines.

Lin Xiao's earlier feat of breaking the Long Snake Formation single-handedly had scared him out of his wits!

Seeing Lin Xiao charging toward him again, Zhang Shide cursed in a panic:

“What are you all standing there for!? Use arrows to shoot him!! Infantry, raise your shields!! Don't let him get close!!”

The brothers Zhao Yelong and Zhao Yefei also commanded the Dragon Battalion to protect them, their faces pale with fear.

Lin Xiao had just used Indestructible Diamond Body, and the cooldown period hadn't ended yet.

Without invincibility, he naturally didn't dare to be too reckless.

Preferring to sacrifice some experience for his Black Blade, he chose a safer method of attack—

Great Mercy Hand, blast them!!

Two consecutive Great Palm Prints with eighty percent power directly shattered dozens of giant shields. The infantry behind them bled from their facial orifices, a sight too gruesome to behold!

The destructive power, which crushed everything in its path, terrified the White King's Army!

“Quick... run!!”

“He's an evil ghost!! An unkillable evil ghost!!”

Because of Bloodlust, Lin Xiao's pupils grew increasingly crimson, and the Blood Shadow Divine Skill caused his body to emit a faint, blood-red flame-like glow...

When encountering a powerful existence beyond their comprehension, instinctive fear caused many soldiers to suffer mental breakdowns!

Seeing the enemy's formation in chaos, Lin Xiao once again performed the Startled Swan technique. Wherever the 'Flames Incinerating the City' passed, it brought forth countless sprays of blood!

[Bloodlust +678!!]

Keep it going!!

His current saber techniques possessed both the heaviness of the Heaven-Burning Saber and the unpredictability of the Blood Shadow Divine Skill. With every swing, he was as fluid as flowing water, impossible to defend against!

The generals of the White King's Army couldn't even see the path of Lin Xiao's blade; they could only rely on human wave tactics to hold him back.

But what broke them most was Lin Xiao's stamina!

He had killed an unknown number of soldiers and had been rampaging for so long, yet he showed no signs of fatigue!?

They had originally planned to exhaust Lin Xiao to death, but at this rate, their own people would be exhausted first!

Could this man truly be a Demon King of Chaos, a God of Slaughter reincarnated!?

On the other side of the battlefield, Zhao Caiwei would occasionally look back toward the direction of the constant, miserable screams.

Bloodlight, blade flames, and a rain of arrows!

Shouts of slaughter, screams of agony, and the neighing of horses!

Lin Xiao, one man and one blade, was an army unto himself, pinning down thousands of the enemy's heavy cavalry!

That invincible figure, constantly charging back and forth, was deeply etched into the eyes of the Cold Iron Guard soldiers...

The War God of the North truly lives up to his name!!

“If you're worried, then go!”

Zhao Yunting had long noticed his daughter looking back every few steps; her heart was not here at all.