CHAPTER 503: CHAPTER 429: KILL—THEM—FOR—ME! PART 2

After Yu Wenye exerted himself like that just now, his body has already begun to weaken.

If he continues to fight, he will really—

But Shang Ruyi still had a murderous look, and said in a deep voice, "This battle, he must fight it himself!"

In the past, even before this battle started, Shang Ruyi may not have had such conviction. It would have been impossible for her to watch Yu Wenye fall into such a bitter battle and remain indifferent, but now she fully understands that Yu Wenye must stir up the fighting spirit of the Fufeng Soldiers through himself and his battle. Therefore, he must not only win, but also show no bias in the fight.

Otherwise, the morale of these people that he has just ignited will only collapse even faster because of his "incompetence."

At that time, Fufeng would really be finished.

Since Yu Wenye wants to take on this responsibility himself, he must carry it to the end. At this moment on the battlefield, he is not only her husband but the Great General of the court, the reliance of the Fufeng Soldiers and civilians, and more importantly—Yu Wenye himself!

Hearing Shang Ruyi’s firm answer, although Shantong’er did not fully understand, he could see from this always kind and gentle Sister Ruyi’s face, now grave and serious, that she would not allow anyone to go to the battlefield to help Yu Wenye.

But, he still wasn’t reassured.

Shantong’er murmured softly, "Are we just going to do nothing?"

"....!"

At these words, a bright light flashed in Shang Ruyi’s eyes.

She suddenly turned back and said, "Where’s the drum?!"

Everyone originally on the city wall was intently watching the battle below. When they heard her question, everyone was momentarily at a loss, but Supervisor Yin Changyue immediately reacted, pointing to a big drum set upright at the watchtower’s gate and said, "Here."

Shang Ruyi immediately walked over.

This big drum’s drumhead is almost as long as an adult, mounted on a high wooden rack, even the rack is almost as tall as Shang Ruyi. Beside the rack were two drumsticks, each as thick as a person’s arm. Shang Ruyi picked one up, and it pressed heavily against her wrist.

Seeing her stance, everyone around was shocked, not knowing what this seemingly delicate Young Madam of the Duke Mansion intended to do. For a moment, they couldn’t even bother about the battle below and all looked at her.

Yin Changyue was also taken aback, "Young Madam, you are—"

Shang Ruyi ignored them, she merely turned her head, looking at the battle below. The two men on horseback were still fiercely fighting. Xue Xian seemed to have realized something, getting more and more courageous in battle, his Yanyue Blade swinging like a shining wheel, came striking towards Yu Wenye continuously. Though Yu Wenye didn’t appear weak, he withstood several attacks, but his elbow began to tremble uncontrollably.

Xue Xian seized the opportunity, let out a wild roar, and raised his Yanyue Blade high, fiercely chopping down towards Yu Wenye!

This strike, enough to split stones, cleave mountains!

Yu Wenye gritted his teeth, surprisingly wielded his Mo Blade with one hand, and the bright blade drew an dazzling arc above his head, to block Xue Xian’s strike!

A faint sinister sneer appeared on Xue Xian’s face.

At that moment, a thunderous drumbeat came from above both of them!

In an instant, Yu Wenye felt his heart stir, an unknown force arose from his limbs and torso, intertwining in a moment, rushing towards his arms. He shouted furiously, the Mo Blade forcefully blocked the Yanyue Blade, then with a flip of his wrist, he directly pressed it down on Xue Xian’s head.

"....!"

Xue Xian was shocked, clearly not expecting him to have the strength to counterattack at this moment, even wielding the blade with one hand to suppress his own blade, but he was also not weak, hurriedly pushed the blade aside, and used the momentum to attack Yu Wenye’s rib again.

Meanwhile, another drumbeat thundered!

The first drumbeat left the soldiers of Fufeng not quite understanding, some even thought it was their own heavy heartbeats, but as another drumbeat echoed, they finally realized something.

One by one, they raised their heads, looking at the city wall.

They saw a slender figure in front of the heavy drum beating the massive drumsticks with all her might, the deafening drumbeats being pounded out one after another in her hands, like heavenly thunder rolling from the dome dyed red by the setting sun!

She is the Young Madam of the Duke Mansion, also their General’s wife!

Originally, everyone felt uneasy because there were women and children in the army. After all, these frail people not only needed their protection but could also become their burden at the most critical moment, so people became disheartened not only because of Fufeng’s defeat but also dissatisfied with the appearance of this woman.