Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress-Chapter 912 - 909: Not a Single One Left

Before Bai Qingyan could issue another command, Bai Jinxiu had already led her men swiftly into battle.

Bai Jinxiu was originally fighting at the city gate. Seeing the flames soaring into the sky from Luohong Tower, and worried about her eldest sister Bai Qingyan and grandmother Eldest Princess, she quickly led the cavalry to charge over...

Bai Jinxiu caught sight of King Liang at once and shouted loudly, "Kill!"

Those desperados, already scared out of their wits by Bai Qingyan, were like frightened birds facing the true blood-soaked soldiers of the battlefield.

Blood streamed down the spear onto Bai Qingyan’s hand. She shook the corpse off the spear and saw King Liang and his group driven back up the steps under Bai Jinxiu’s soldiers’ pressure, her voice indifferent: "Kill! Leave none alive!"

The reinforcements had arrived, and surrounded by soldiers, Bai Qingyan’s men surged with morale, taking up arms and charging down the steps with a roar.

Bai Qingyan pulled the reins forcefully, restraining Taiping, who was eager to charge into the crowd, looking down at the panicked King Liang and Fan Yuhuai.

It was nothing but a battle of trapped beasts; whether Jin or King Liang, they would vanish tonight.

Bai Jinxiu had already leapt off her horse, drawing the Qingfeng Sword — the Bai family’s heirloom — and led the charge.

None of the Bai family descendants ever forgot their ancestors’ teachings: only by leading the charge can one inspire the soldiers’ morale.

Bai Qingyan watched Bai Jinxiu maneuver through the battle with ease, forcing King Liang to pick up a blade from the ground and hide behind Fan Yuhuai in defense.

King Liang, Fan Yuhuai, and those desperados were surrounded, like sheep awaiting slaughter, struggling desperately, followed by screams and heads falling.

Taiping was a spirited warhorse, neighing... wanting to charge down, but its reins were firmly held by its master.

"Wolves in front, tigers behind!" King Liang’s hand holding the knife trembled slightly but he didn’t want it to be noticed. He turned his head toward Bai Qingyan’s direction and said to Fan Yuhuai, "Charge up! If we can’t capture Bai Qingyan alive... as long as we can bypass her, we can seize the Eldest Princess! We’ll always have a chance to fight for survival, while fighting head-on with Bai Jinxiu’s men is a dead end!"

Fan Yuhuai, upon hearing this, also turned to look up the steps. Bai Jinxiu had brought too many troops; they couldn’t fight and break through head-on!

But... there were originally few troops guarding Luohong Tower. Charging up may be difficult... but much simpler than facing the hundreds of cavalry brought by Bai Jinxiu.

Determined, Fan Yuhuai whispered instructions to those nearby: "Charge upward... Don’t get too invested in fighting, bypass Princess of Zhen, and storm into Luohong Tower. As long as we capture the Eldest Princess, we’ll have a hostage to leave alive!"

These desperados were always tools of others, doing as ordered, and now that a path to survival was pointed out, they naturally fought desperately.

Seeing those desperados all turn and charge up the steps recklessly, Shen Tianzhi’s men evidently couldn’t hold off, retreating toward the steps.

Amidst the fierce flames, Bai Qingyan sat securely on Taiping’s back, her gaze composed and tranquil, her red tassel spear still dripping blood, exuding an intimidating presence, akin to a God of Slaughter descending into the world.

Without the need for a ferocious display, standing quietly, she projected such power that instilled fear, deterring any confrontation.

At this moment, Fan Yuhuai began to regret, regretting the path he had chosen.

But regretting now was too late; already on King Liang’s ship, even if it sunk... he must fight once more; kneeling and begging for mercy now would only bring greater disdain, tarnishing his dignity as a General.

Bai Jinxiu, with killing intent in her eyes, knew what they were planning, but her eldest sister was right on the steps and Bai Jinxiu believed her sister wouldn’t let anyone pass, otherwise she wouldn’t be standing like a pillar, guarding alone.

Bai Qingyan’s gaze fell on Bai Jinxiu. Their eyes met, and then moved onto King Liang...

Bai Jinxiu nodded in understanding, leaped up, stepping on soldiers’ shoulders or heads, sprinting with clear intent toward King Liang, her Qingfeng Sword radiated cold light aimed precisely at King Liang...

Fan Yuhuai felt a cold wind assaulting the back of his head. Before he could react, he pushed King Liang away, and Bai Jinxiu had already landed on King Liang, gripping the handle of her Qingfeng Sword with both hands, blade pointing down, her eyes fierce and steady, plunging the Qingfeng Sword down from King Liang’s head.

Fan Yuhuai’s eyes widened, witnessing Bai Jinxiu pull out the sword... leaping toward the steps, raising the sword, turning around, her expression as cold and indifferent as Bai Qingyan’s, shouting loudly: "King Liang is dead, kill them all, leave none alive!"

Fan Yuhuai looked at King Liang who was still standing there, only to see blood streaming from his head, his formerly clean face covered in blood, his body stiffly falling backward.

"Your Majesty!" Fan Yuhuai supported King Liang, seeing his pupils dispersed, he... had already ceased to breathe.

With King Liang’s death, the desperados led by Fan Yuhuai instantly fell into disarray.

Fan Yuhuai suddenly raised his head, eyes wide, looking at the Bai Sisters standing on the elevated steps, like standing amidst blazing fire, yet possessing a firm direction and resolve, as if no powerful foe could defeat them!

Standing there, as if telling these homeless dogs, what true strength is, even unwilling to deal with these ants.

Defeated!

Fan Yuhuai knew this time they were completely, utterly defeated...

With King Liang dead, what else was there to fight for?

King Liang’s initial intent to come and seize people at Luohong Tower was wrong; if he escaped initially... perhaps there might have been a chance to rise again, but now King Liang’s life... and these warriors were all destined to die here.

The trapped beast knew there was no way out, each fought to the death, yet... Bai Jinxiu’s forces consisted entirely of battle-hardened elite soldiers, far different from the desperados of the rivers and lakes.

Defeat, rapid and complete, led by Fan Yuhuai, these desperados were nearly all decimated.

Covered in blood, Fan Yuhuai finally fell to his knees, a blade instantly at his neck.

Out of strength, Fan Yuhuai could no longer fight, resigned... defeated by the Bai family’s descendants, as it should be!

The hundred-year-old Bai Mansion has never produced useless figures; this saying rings true!

Defeated by God of Slaughter Bai Qingyan, Fan Yuhuai acknowledged!

After all, having once saved the emperor, also rebelled...

Lived in this world, experienced ardor, though defeated, Fan Yuhuai had no regrets dying.

Yet at the brink of life and death, he fought with all his might to grasp the blade aimed at his neck, palms instantly bleeding: "Wait! I have something to say! After speaking, Fan will die immediately..."

He looked up in Bai Qingyan’s direction and shouted loudly: "Princess of Zhen... the matter of rebellion was solely my doing, unrelated to my family!"