A Noble Family's Romantic Journey - Chapter 463

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Liu Lang traveled south alone. After crossing the Chencang ferry, the area gradually became deserted, and it was sometimes very difficult for him to find someone to ask for directions. Autumn arrived, and the north wind was howling in the western Shu region; it would soon snow.
Liu Lang had just crossed the mountain peak when it began to snow heavily. He had originally planned to continue until dark, but now he had to spend the night in the stone hut, unsure if he could withstand the cold. He found a sheltered spot to rest. In the latter half of the night, the wind subsided, but the snow fell even heavier, each flake the size of a palm making a soft thud as it landed. At dawn, Liu Lang went outside and exclaimed, "Wow, the world has completely changed! Everything is white as far as the eye can see, and the ground has been covered in snow nearly a foot deep overnight!"
The snow was still falling, and he had to keep going. But as soon as he stepped outside, he suddenly noticed something strange in the distance. Looking down, he saw a footprint the size of a washbasin in the snow. He was horrified and exclaimed, "What could have passed by like that?"
The footprints were rectangular with five toes at the front. Liu Lang thought in alarm, "Could it be a snowman?"
Fortunately, the footprints were not heading in the direction he wanted to go, which put him at ease, and he hurried on.
He ran across the snow without looking at his footprints, leaving no trace whatsoever. Had he seen them, he might have been astonished. A giant monster lurked in the mountains, so he dared not stop to sleep at night, running day and night. Aside from eating and drinking, he dared not even rest, yet he never felt tired. This day, the snow fell less. He calculated that it had been snowing for seven days, and the depth of the snow was impossible to determine, but he estimated it to be at least a foot thick. However, he hadn't noticed, because his feet never sank in. Even if there were deep ditches beneath the snow, he would have stepped across them without realizing it. One can imagine how many dangers he had encountered without being aware of them. With the snow falling less, visibility was naturally greater. Suddenly, a bright red object caught his eye ahead, and he cried out in surprise, "What is that?"
Shouting, he ran toward the bright red thing, but when he arrived there, he was taken aback.
In an astonishingly deep valley, a purple vapor rose, only to be dispersed by the wind upon reaching the top. A strange, fragrant aroma wafted from the dispersed purple vapor, and it was this vapor that Liu Lang saw. He stood atop the eastern cliff face of the valley, and this bizarre and perilous phenomenon left him utterly astonished. A strong curiosity rose within him, and despite the danger, he refused to give up. The purple vapor rose along the cliff face before him. He cautiously walked to the edge, looked down, and was even more astonished. He discovered the valley floor was hundreds of feet deep, devoid of snow and trees, filled only with strange and wondrous flowers—truly unbelievable. He wondered, "What kind of wondrous place is this?"
Ancient vines clung to the cliff face. He glanced at them, knowing he could risk going down, but the consequences of a broken vine or a slip would be unimaginable; even with an indestructible body, he'd likely be smashed to pieces. The purple mist seemed to be deliberately urging him to take the risk, rising higher and higher, its fragrance completely permeating the surrounding area. How could Liu Lang resist? Gritting his teeth, he began to descend the valley along the vines. To his surprise, the vines became smaller and more tender as he went down. He began to hesitate, almost giving up his decision to continue. He estimated he had descended eighty or ninety zhang (approximately 33-40 meters), yet he was still less than a third of the way down. He hung there like a dangling banner. Looking down again, he exclaimed, "Strange, the purple mist isn't rising from the bottom of the valley!"
He discovered that the purple aura was emanating from a gap in the cliff face beneath his feet, precisely in the middle of the cliff, though it was already over thirty zhang (approximately 15 meters) away. The vines at the foot of the peak couldn't reach the source of the purple aura at all; even if there were one or two, they clearly couldn't hold up even a small rabbit. He couldn't bear to give up after climbing so high, but going would be tantamount to playing with his life. He thought and thought, still hesitant and undecided. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. His eyes fell on his waist, where he saw two swords. His worry instantly turned to joy, and he murmured, "There's a crack in the cliff face; why don't I use my two swords to help me down?"
With hope, he first released his right hand, drew his right sword, chose a crevice in the rock, inserted it, and tested it. Finding it stable, he shifted his weight onto the sword, drew his left sword, lowered himself, supported the left sword, and lowered again. Ah, he succeeded! Finally, he reached the place where the purple mist was emanating. Hey, there was a cave there, from which the purple mist was rising. The cave wasn't deep, only enough for about two people. Liu Lang carefully crawled into the cave entrance. It was midday, and although there was no sunlight, he could still see everything inside the cave clearly.
The cave was empty except for a strange tree. It was green, translucent and luminous, with jagged branches but no leaves, resembling a coral growing on the rock. A dozen or so fruits, shaped and sized like purple grapes, grew individually on the branches. The purple aura emanated from the fruits, but it faded considerably upon closer inspection. Liu Lang stared at it for a while, muttering, "What kind of tree is this? What kind of fruit is this? I wonder if it's edible?"
A series of questions left him at a loss for what to do.
"Never mind the consequences, I'll give it a try."
Finally unable to resist, he mustered his courage, reached out and twisted off a fruit, then tossed it into his mouth. The fruit was not only fragrant but also sweeter than honey. He ate a few more and laughed, "It tastes so good, it's probably not poisonous."
"Ah, what a wonderful paradise!"
After traveling for two more days, one afternoon they suddenly spotted a troop of Shu soldiers approaching, numbering at least five hundred. The first ten riders led the way, and behind them, riding a white horse and wearing armor, was a young and handsome general.
Seeing the Shu army's hasty retreat, it was clear they had suffered a defeat. At that moment, a great commotion arose behind them, accompanied by deafening shouts. The Shu army was thrown into chaos. Liu Lang, mingling with the Shu troops, slowly followed behind, but the barbarian soldiers were drawing ever closer. The mountain pass was extremely treacherous, with sheer cliffs on both sides and only one path in the middle—truly a place where one man could hold off ten thousand. Seeing the Shu army had passed, Liu Lang drew his two swords, preparing to desperately rescue them, relying on his own strength. The barbarian soldiers seemed familiar with the terrain; their pursuit from the left and right flanks slowed, but the middle flank, now outside the pass, surged towards it like a raging tide. Liu Lang sheathed his right sword and raised his palm to strike.
His palms radiated a powerful inner energy, striking down anyone who approached within a few feet, man and horse alike, sending them tumbling to the ground in a cacophony of screams. The barbarian soldiers, oblivious to the danger, attacked in waves, one after another, but those who came were either killed or wounded. In about the time it takes to eat a meal, the mountain pass was piled high with corpses, blocking the entrance, yet the barbarian soldiers continued their assault, seemingly oblivious to the danger. Liu Lang had never seen such a sight before, and even his hands went weak from striking. Gradually, the barbarian soldiers stopped, but instead set up camp outside the pass to await their fate. Suddenly, the Shu army general returned, and upon seeing the enemy corpses before Liu Lang, he was utterly stunned.
Liu Lang hurriedly asked, "Has everyone reached the summit?"
The Shu general said, "They've gone up." Liu Lang asked, "Why didn't they escape?"
The Shu army general said, "The barbarian soldiers are everywhere. The Shu army is blocked and our advance is impossible."
Liu Lang looked around and saw that the area within half a mile was filled with the camps of the barbarian soldiers. Perhaps because it was getting dark, the barbarian soldiers seemed hesitant to venture further. The snow had stopped, and the ice and snow on the ground had all melted, revealing a large number of men and horses. The Shu army general had brought more than two hundred Shu soldiers. Instead of rushing to grab their weapons, they all scrambled to take off the clothes from the barbarian soldiers' corpses and put them on. Unexpectedly, they couldn't finish dressing them all, because Liu Lang had killed more than three hundred barbarian soldiers.
The Shu army general introduced himself to Liu Lang; his surname was Sun, and his name was Sun Zhenshan.
General Meng cupped his hands in greeting from afar and said, "Young hero, it is all thanks to you for holding off the pursuers."
Liu Lang said, "The barbarian soldiers' steeds gather near the woods on their left. Our Shu army has no horses. How can we go and seize horses without taking risks?"
Liu Lang led 120 Shu soldiers armed with swords, quietly circling the woods outside the mountain pass and gradually approaching the enemy's location. When they were still an arrow's length away, Liu Lang said to everyone, "I'm going to break into the enemy camp. If the enemy camp is thrown into chaos, each of you immediately seize one horse, and the rest of you should all rush into the mountain pass."
After giving the orders, the two separated, and the Shu soldiers headed straight for the stables.
The forty or so barbarian soldiers guarding the horse approached, and Tie Yun quickly gestured for a halt. Less than a quarter of an hour later, a sudden, deafening roar erupted from the barbarian camp, like a series of thunderclaps, followed by widespread chaos. Upon hearing this, Tie Yun shouted, "Charge!"
The Shu soldiers surged forward, making a great commotion, and in an instant, they slaughtered all the barbarian soldiers guarding the horse stables. Everyone leaped onto their horses. They attacked the stables with over a thousand horses, the gates were flung open, and the cavalry rushed out, galloping straight towards the mountain pass. The thunderous hooves and the deafening neighing of the horses further panicked the barbarian soldiers, who thought the Shu army had launched a major attack on the pass.
General Meng was both surprised and delighted by what he saw, and hurriedly ordered the unarmed Shu soldiers, "Quickly hide in the crevices of the cliff, and beware of the herd of horses."
Beyond the mountain pass lay a small valley, beyond which was another mountain pass. Beyond that pass lay a high mountain. The Shu army had gathered their horses in the forest at the foot of the mountain, while the men climbed the peak. This was a precaution in case the enemy soldiers caught up and rescued the men but not the horses. Although the enemy soldiers had cut off their path on the other side of the mountain, they hadn't found this group of Shu soldiers; otherwise, they would have been attacked from both sides. Liu Lang held the line for a while, but the enemy camp remained in disarray. He didn't know how many he had killed, but no one else seemed to be pursuing them. Until midnight, he abandoned the mountain pass and headed straight for the peak. Upon arriving, General Meng, along with Tie Yun, Huang Fang, and a dozen junior officers, came to meet him.
Upon meeting, General Meng was overjoyed and said, "Young hero, we have already descended the peak."
Liu Lang asked, "What are your plans, General?"
General Meng said, "It's still past midnight. I want to sneak past the enemy soldiers' interception."
Liu Lang said, "Alright, General, you will lead the Shu army to cover the rear, and I will lead the Shu army to clear the way."
Shi Wu presented his horse and said, "We have 620 men, and that's enough for us now."
The general selected fifty burly men, all clearly skilled fighters, and brought them to the ground, asking, "Is that enough?"
Liu Lang nodded and said, "That's enough."
He stood up and said to the five riders, "Please send out two of you who are familiar with the terrain to go first."
Before dawn, the two Shu soldiers in front turned around and said to Liu Lang, "There are barbarian cavalry ahead."
Liu Lang said, "Never mind, let's keep going."
There were over a hundred riders on the snowy ground in the distance, but they didn't block the road. They had obviously noticed the large number of troops on this side and dared not intercept them, perhaps mistaking them for their own men. However, as soon as the Shu army arrived, the hundred or so riders fled to the left.
General Meng then dispatched cavalry to catch up with Liu Lang and said, "Young hero, the general says there may be a group of enemies ahead."
Liu Lang said, "Please go back and tell the general that no matter how many barbarian soldiers try to stop us, the Shu army only needs to follow and advance."
After riding off quickly, he turned back and said, "Hurry up, everyone, let's go!"
More than two hundred riders set off at once, moving across the snow like a white dragon. Before they had gone thirty li, they suddenly saw a vast, dark mass spread out on the plain ahead, estimated to be more than ten thousand enemy soldiers.
Liu Lang waved his hand and shouted, "The troops are only allowed to block the sides, and are not allowed to rush in front of me."
The men and horses were arranged in ten rows, with five rows on the left and right, without the slightest disorder, following Liu Lang's fierce charge. The cries of horses thundered, and dust flew everywhere. In less than a quarter of an hour, Liu Lang approached, letting out a great shout, and unleashed a powerful slash from three directions with his twin swords. He was utterly invincible; any enemy soldier who encountered him was thrown from their horse and fell, instantly clearing a ten-zhang-wide street.

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