Chapter 1517 - 1512: Finally Found You

"Everyone, don’t panic, pick up your weapons, and prepare for battle!"

Lu Yuanfeng shouted to the soldiers, who were thrown into panic by the approaching Wei army.

The soldiers, following the order, each picked up the weapons by their side.

Although fear still lingered in their hearts, Lu Yuanfeng set a shining example—

With a long spear in hand, Lu Yuanfeng fixed his gaze on the encroaching Wei army, a chill at the bottom of his eyes he had never had before.

Lu Yuanfeng, with an aura exuding from every part of him, held the battlefield stature of a war general.

Majestic, vigorous, and awe-inspiring!

The surrounding soldiers looked at Lu Yuanfeng, a fellow youth who could face a thousand soldiers and horses.

More and more people were encouraged by him.

"Follow Lu Xianfeng, and we’ll carve a bloody path!" Pang Hu shouted to the soldiers, raising his massive knife high.

"Yes, let’s fight our way out!"

After all, these hot-blooded men, driven to desperation, were able to stare death in the face.

Meanwhile, the Wei army also spotted Lu Yuanfeng’s small group and the little wooden cabin surrounding them.

"They are from the Ning Dynasty, charge..."

The Wei army’s commander shouted, and the once despondent Wei soldiers suddenly charged towards Lu Yuanfeng’s direction like they were injected with adrenaline.

Actually, the Wei army also hadn’t had a good time these two days and nights.

Sharing the same fate as Lu Yuanfeng and his team, they encountered various incidents since entering the Feeding Horse Slope.

Originally a small team of a thousand, now only six to seven hundred remained.

Some were lost in battles with Lu Yuanfeng’s troops, while others were swallowed by this man-eating desert, bodies nowhere to be found.

With such heavy losses, the Wei army naturally harbored hatred towards Lu Yuanfeng’s men.

Now, with Lu Yuanfeng’s group appearing before them, the Wei soldiers’ hatred flared.

Soldiers with raised weapons, like ants, pressed downwards in a black swarm.

Standing at the forefront, Lu Yuanfeng began to swing his spear as the Wei army closed in.

The spear in his hand moved as if alive, continuously swinging in the air.

The Wei soldiers were swiftly cut down by him.

This patch of desert was stained red with blood, and the cries of anguish filled the air.

The soldiers on Lu Yuanfeng’s side, seeing his bravery, joined the fight one after another.

In a short time, many corpses lay on the ground.

This battle was meant to be a life-and-death struggle against overwhelming odds.

But then, a change occurred.

The moving sands began to appear again, and Lu Yuanfeng, swinging his spear, watched as the Wei soldiers in the distance vanished before his eyes.

Not only the Wei soldiers, but several from Lu Yuanfeng’s side also disappeared.

Only screams were heard, only saw soldiers struggling, and in a short while, no figures were left on the sand.

"Stop... stop it! If you don’t want to die at Feeding Horse Slope, stop!!!"

Amid a prolonged call, a swift steed carried an untidy-haired, dirt-faced person.

She showed a cold glare, staring straight at the Ning and Wei sides.

With her shouting, the Wei army and Lu Yuanfeng’s soldiers actually stopped fighting.

Lu Yuanfeng, looking at the newcomer, was utterly stunned.

Shuangshuang, it’s Shuangshuang!

Mu Shuangshuang’s expression was solemn.

After roaming this desert for almost a day, she finally understood what Feeding Horse Slope was!

The so-called man-eating desert was merely a sand sea—caused by quicksand.

Quicksand is a peculiar phenomenon in the desert, and no one knows where it might appear or when.

But once it appears, anything and anyone on it would be instantly engulfed.

Many desert cities throughout history were taken by quicksand.

Not to mention, how insignificant human beings were.

Mu Shuangshuang halted her horse, dismounted at a place still some distance from where the two armies clashed.

Hence, she almost traveled on foot.

Her arrival briefly stopped the soldiers from both the Wei army and Lu Yuanfeng’s side, then they raised their fighting spirit again.

But just as it began, the rope in Mu Shuangshuang’s hand stretched between the two forces.

"Are you still fighting? Take a look at the surroundings! Did you see those who fell into the sand sea and vanished immediately?

Do you know what that is? Quicksand, with sand flowing like a river, far more terrifying than water. If you fall in, even an elephant couldn’t get out!"

Mu Shuangshuang shouted loudly.

After Mu Shuangshuang’s words, both sides started to hesitate.

"Listen to me, let’s leave this desert first! Afterward, if you want to fight or kill, let’s settle it on the battlefield and not lose innocent lives here!"

After Mu Shuangshuang finished speaking, both sides were stunned.

They never expected anyone would suggest that two armies temporarily put aside their hatred and unite to solve a problem.

"Who are you, little girl, to meddle in our Wei army affairs!"

The Wei army’s leader, Liu Ziyang, shouted at Mu Shuangshuang.

Lu Yuanfeng glared angrily at Liu Ziyang, "She’s not someone you can talk to!"

Lu Yuanfeng’s protection of Mu Shuangshuang was self-evident, prompting everyone to speculate about the relationship between the person before them and Lu Yuanfeng.

At that moment of distraction, quicksand appeared at the feet of a Wei soldier.

Sand started to sink beneath him; he struggled desperately to climb out, but the more he fought, the faster the sand churned.

Soon the sand was at his waist, rising further.

At this moment, Mu Shuangshuang threw the rope in her hand, "Hold on, don’t struggle, the more you fight, the faster you sink!"

Mu Shuangshuang shouted, and the soldier was clearly frightened.

Whether he was just lucky or truly dazed,

Mu Shuangshuang told him not to move, and he really stayed still.

At the same time, the speed of him sinking into the sand also began to slow.

At this moment, Mu Shuangshuang spoke again: "Someone help pull him out slowly!"

The Wei soldiers dared not move, staring at Mu Shuangshuang with eyes full of doubt.

Finally, only Lu Yuanfeng stepped forward; he and Mu Shuangshuang pulled the rope together.

But it was not enough, as the Wei soldier kept sinking.

The soldier, seeing that Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng couldn’t pull him up, began to cry loudly and struggled even harder.

With his constant struggle, the sand also started to flow faster.

"Don’t move, do you want to die?" Mu Shuangshuang yelled at the soldier again.

But this time, no matter how they shouted, it was to no avail.

He seemed possessed, struggling and screaming, refusing to heed Mu Shuangshuang’s call to be calm.

"Fengzi, go bring the horse, hurry!" Mu Shuangshuang suddenly said.

Having left the horse at a distance, Mu Shuangshuang’s intent was to prevent the horse from getting dragged into the quicksand and losing its life.

But now, to save someone, she couldn’t care less.

"I’ll hold on, you go get the horse!" Lu Yuanfeng said, placing the rope over his shoulder!