My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 853 - 255 Du He

"Where is everyone?!"

Qian Qiren controlled his sword to enter the city, heading to the mansion where the White Robe Family mbers were housed, only to find it completely empty, not a single soul in sight.

He grabbed the guard at the door and questioned, "Where are the Chen Family mbers?!"

"I... I don’t know."

The guard replied, looking bewildered, "I haven’t seen them leave."

"Did they run away early?!

"What kind of sche is Chen Sansi plotting?"

In desperation, Qian Qiren searched around the area several tis but still couldn’t find the target. Finally, he reluctantly decided to give up and flew toward the city wall, announcing the news of the White Robe Family’s disappearance.

"Gone?"

Cui Zhichen shouted in anger, "I knew that Chen wasn’t trustworthy!"

"What are we waiting for?!"

Shangguan Haichang threw away his notched Yanling Saber, "The situation is urgent, we can’t delay any longer. Let’s escort His Majesty out of Kunyang first!"

"Immortal Masters, can’t you hold on a little longer?"

The legitimate Emperor Cao Huan looked at the generals who were still fighting fiercely on the city wall, showing an unexpected hesitation about "escaping" at this mont.

The battlefield, it’s the greatest test of one’s temperant.

During this ti, he risked climbing the walls daily for inspections, living and eating alongside the soldiers. This subtly allowed him to understand the aning of "wearing the sa robe."

Pointing at the wall, he inford them, "If we leave like this, what will beco of the soldiers inside the city?"

Without the Immortal Masters, the defending soldiers would face a one-sided slaughter.

"We can’t worry about that much now."

Cui Zhichen urged, "Even if we stay, we can’t hold out for too long!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Shangguan Haichang grabbed the Emperor’s dragon robe, "Victory and defeat are routine events for the military family. Even if all the troops here are depleted, as long as we leave this place, we can still gather other forces. Let’s go, Your Majesty!"

"..."

The legitimate Emperor Cao Huan was pushed away from the tower.

In the chaos, they tried not to attract the attention of the soldiers, making their way to the southeastern corner, before boarding the donkey cart and flying boat.

Despite this, a main general passing by during the change of guards noticed them, couldn’t help but ask, "Where are you going, my lords?!"

"You’re only responsible for defending the city; don’t ask questions you shouldn’t!"

Shangguan Haichang reprimanded in response.

This Martial Saint’s armour was already tattered, with an arrow embedded in his chest.

He looked at the donkey cart and flying boat behind, realizing what was happening, and his confused expression turned into a tragic anger as he suddenly raised his long knife, shouting loudly, "Shangguan Haichang, are you running away again?!"

"Nonsense!"

Shangguan Haichang argued, "We’re going out to find a chance to break the enemy."

"Hey!!!"

The main general in the Profound Image Realm roared in fury, pointing at the distant city wall, where corpses occasionally fall from ti to ti, "Run, run, run! All you know is to run!

"You said you wanted to create a peaceful era and establish unprecedented rits, that’s why the brothers followed you out to risk their lives!

"But what do you take us for? Do you see our lives as less than a dog’s in your eyes?!

"Cao Huan!"

He directly called out the Emperor’s na, "Stop pretending to be deaf and dumb, I’m talking to you! Answer my questions!"

"How dare you!"

One eunuch was furious, "Wei Lan, how dare you directly address His Majesty’s na, this is a cri of treason!"

Ignoring him, Wei Lan stared at the dragon robe with bloodshot eyes, his neck veins bulging as he shouted:

"Cao Huan!

"With a great enemy at the gates, as the ruler of a nation, you’ve repeatedly tried to escape, you’re even less than a child from the Chen family, what kind of Heavenly Son are you? What kind of Emperor!"

"General Wei..."

Under this questioning, the legitimate Emperor Cao Huan felt extrely ashad rather than angry and was temporarily at a loss for words.

"Emperor!"

With a voice filled with tears, Wei Lan roared, "You can’t leave; the brothers need Your Majesty! You... you just need to stand behind us, everyone can still hold on, maybe Commander Chen will soon co back to save us! If you leave now, everything will be over!"

As he spoke, he threw down his weapon with a clang, then knelt heavily on the ground, begging desperately.

"Your Majesty!

"Please, I beg you!

"Stay here!

"I can guarantee that as long as there is one brother alive, they won’t let them hurt a single strand of Your Majesty’s hair."

"..."

"Kill him."

Impatient, Cui Zhichen coldly commanded.

Imdiately, a cultivator behind him manipulated a flying sword, directly targeting Wei Lan’s throat.

But just at that mont, Cao Huan, dressed in a dragon robe, suddenly stood in front.

The cultivator hurriedly redirected his sword, nearly grazing the Heavenly Spirit, almost accidentally killing him.

"Sixth Brother?"

King Yan Cao Zhi exclaid in surprise.

"Immortal Master Cui!"

The legitimate Emperor, with graying hair, slowly raised his head, his eyes sowhat red, questioning, "What cri has General Wei committed to deserve death?"

Everyone felt bewildered, not understanding what was happening.

"Isn’t that obvious?"

With an indifferent expression, Cui Zhichen said, "The situation is urgent, there’s no ti to waste with this person."

"Yes, Sixth Brother."

King Yan Cao Zhi urged, "But if you say not to kill him, we won’t. Don’t waste ti, let’s leave together."

In the night, dim firelight flickered on the sowhat timid face of the legitimate Emperor, swaying as he looked at King Yan and the many Immortal Masters, seemingly struggling with sothing internally until he made a certain resolution, his lips trembling as he spoke, "I’m changing my mind. I’m not leaving, and you can’t leave either. Stay and defend to the death."