I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 157 - 107: Hug

In the backyard, this group of archers dared not rush into the courtyard like the masked men earlier.

They were afraid of being taken down one by one by Gu Lan if they charged in, so they only dared to keep shooting arrows from the walls.

However, the accuracy of their arrows was much higher than the initial barrage. Gu Lan picked up an arrow and found the arrowhead was in a triple pronged shape, with barbs and blood grooves. Initially, the others used regular conical arrows.

"These are two different groups..."

Gu Lan muttered to herself, still calm and unhurried.

The masked men had no idea what was happening, nor did they know their leader had been killed by Jiang Qu. Hearing Jadekhan’s words, they dodged arrows while searching more urgently for Gu Lan.

Gu Lan casually dealt with an unlucky person who fell beside her, then heard Rong Heng shout, "Watch out!"

Without turning back, she swiftly retreated to dodge a blade and countered with a stab.

The attacker collapsed to the ground. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

However, a whistling sound came from behind her, and Gu Lan was forced into a dead-end, unable to withstand those indiscriminate flashes of cold light.

She had no choice but to twist her body and wield the Longquan Treasure Sword to block.

If she got hit, so be it; she had already avoided the vital points.

"Pffft—"

The sound of an arrow piercing flesh was accompanied by a muffled grunt from Rong Heng.

He flew in, swinging his sword to block a deadly arrow for her, his shoulder pierced through by a sharp arrow!

Scalding blood splattered onto Gu Lan’s face. Watching Rong Heng clutch his shoulder and kneel on one knee, his handsome yet indifferent face twisted momentarily before he moved aside and forcefully broke the arrow shaft with no change in expression.

Gu Lan’s eyes widened, and in an instant, the playful spark of calm in her eyes was replaced by a bloodthirsty red glow!

If earlier when Gu Lan killed, she treated it with a relaxed teasing, as if performing an art, each move ghostly, then now, she had transformed into a terrifying deity of death!

Rong Heng, supporting his body, threw a crossbow to take down the masked man trying to approach Gu Lan, then said, "I’m fine—"

Before he could say more, Gu Lan had already lifted her bloodshot eyes.

The Longquan Treasure Sword, drenched in blood, was thrown, transforming into a cold light that streaked away.

"Ah—!"

There came a miserable cry. The masked man hiding on the wall and had hit Rong Heng was already pierced through the heart by the sword, falling down.

The man died right beside Jiang Qu, frightening him to take a few steps back. Looking into the courtyard again, Gu Lan had mysteriously disappeared once more!

Immediately, screams arose around him, Gu Lan had silently climbed up the wall.

One by one, it wasn’t about a single fatal strike but rather chaotic thrusting.

Her fair, delicate face was speckled with blood, her clothes stained.

Rong Heng raised his head to see that shifting figure, frowned, picked up a broken knife from the ground, stood up, and shielded Gu Lan from flying arrows along the way.

He saw that Gu Lan, who earlier would rather have her clothes torn than stained with blood, now didn’t care at all.

The Longquan Treasure Sword, with its golden gleam, created arcs of blood in the silence of the night, accompanied only by urgent screams and the wails of those who fell.

Jiang Qu was terrified by Gu Lan’s aura, watching her approach helplessly, his body seemingly nailed in place, motionless.

He recalled his first time on the battlefield, those terrifying scenes.

The Left Valley King, who had spoken with him before the expedition, whom he regarded as the most valiant in the royal court, was skewered by the Black Armored General mounted on heavy cavalry among thousands of troops.

That person, with several hundred cavalry, pierced through an army of nearly ten thousand, leaving them only to flee in disorder.

Later, he learned that was the Great General of Yan Country’s army, the Dingyuan Marquis—Gu Chengzhao.

He was only in his teens then. He could never forget that blood-soaked face of Gu Chengzhao.

And now, Gu Lan’s figure merged with Gu Chengzhao’s, making Jiang Qu tremble with fear.

"Quick, retreat quickly!"

Seeing Gu Lan’s figure approaching, the shouts from the guards beside snapped Jiang Qu back to reality. He didn’t even care about those around him, stumbling and crashing as he ran back.

He didn’t know how long he had been running, but the people around him were getting fewer until he realized Gu Lan hadn’t followed. Only then did he collapse to the ground, utterly exhausted.

Gu Chengzhao’s son, just as terrifying as Gu Chengzhao!

The identities of the dead and injured Qiang and Rong warriors couldn’t be concealed for long. Just one look at the bodies, and it was apparent they didn’t resemble people from the Central Plains.