Chapter 5 of the Romantic Continent: A Deep Bond Between Father and Son

"The only way to survive now is to charge forward. Give the order quickly, otherwise, if the enemy gets closer, it will be even harder for us to escape." Shura suddenly raised his greatsword and said to Ye Tianlong with an intimidating air.

Ji Wujiu also urged from the side, "My lord, please give the order to break through quickly!" Before

Ye Tianlong could speak, Jin Wenyuan's voice boomed like thunder in the distance.

"Ye Tianlong, look at what's ahead! Stop thinking about breaking through!"

Ye Tianlong looked ahead and couldn't help but gasp. In front of them, the enemy's square formation was filled with archers, who, armed with powerful bows and crossbows, were all aimed at him and his guards under the cover of spearmen.

"I know there are exceptionally skilled fighters among you, but don't underestimate the archers ahead. Some of them are equipped with magic crossbows. Stop daydreaming!"

Jin Wenyuan's words struck Ye Tianlong like a chill. If the enemy archers were also carrying powerful magic crossbows, even with his and Shura's superior martial arts, they wouldn't be able to escape unscathed, let alone Ji Wujiu and the Imperial Guard, whose strength was far inferior to his own.

On the distant riverbank, a thick plume of smoke suddenly rose into the air, followed by a flurry of battle cries. The Tianlong Legion's navy had arrived at the rendezvous point and was charging desperately towards them to join Ye Tianlong and his men. However, Jin Wenyuan was prepared, having constructed several defensive lines along the riverbank, firmly blocking the Tianlong Legion's fierce charge and severely slowing Zhou Ming and Zhou Liang's advance.

"A decisive battle to the death."

This thought flashed through Ye Tianlong's mind. At this moment, he had no time for further thought. He channeled his true energy into the divine weapon, Blazing Fire, in his hand, unleashing a thunderous roar: "Jin Wenyuan, do you think such a small force can stop me?"

Before his words even finished, a crimson light, like a bolt of lightning, surged towards the enemy formation before him. Just half a step behind, the Asura's imposing figure and massive sword created a powerful whirlwind as he charged forward.

"Kill!"

Ji Wujiu and the guards roared, closely following their commander as they charged forward, ignoring the attacks from behind and to the sides. They had only one thought in their minds—to break through the enemy's formation.

A rain of arrows swept in, countless silver lines drawing beautiful yet deadly arcs in the air, mercilessly beating down on Ye Tianlong and his warriors.

"God of War's Protection!"

All the guards suddenly raised their javelins, pointing them simultaneously into the air. The combined will and spirit of the warriors created an unexpected and miraculous effect from the protective magic. A colorless, almost invisible shield suddenly appeared in mid-air, protecting them all within its hemispherical shape.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A series of sounds rang out in mid-air, accompanied by bursts of multicolored light and billowing smoke of various colors. These were the sounds of magic arrows fired from magic crossbows striking the protective shield. The sound of these shockwaves completely masked the sound of ordinary arrows hitting the shield.

This wave of arrow attacks included one-third of the magic crossbow attacks. Clearly, Jin Wenyuan had anticipated that Ye Tianlong might charge head-on, so he placed the powerful magic attacks at the forefront, attempting to deplete their strength.

Jin Wenyuan was taken aback by this turn of events and immediately ordered the entire army to move out and charge towards Ye Tianlong from the rear.

The second wave of arrows arrived, colliding even more violently with the protective shield in mid-air. The magical energy in the air clashed and intertwined, even bursting forth with irregular blue lightning, painting the sky with magnificent colors.

The protective shield continuously expanded, twisted, and collapsed, its magical energy rapidly decreasing. Finally, unable to withstand the powerful external attack, countless tiny cracks appeared. As the cracks widened, the originally solidified shield crackled and popped, the shifting spatial energy plunging the entire sky into darkness.

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted as the entire protective shield shattered in all directions, sending massive blasts of air flying, creating a terrifying

spectacle. All of this happened in an incredibly short time. Ye Tianlong and Shura had only just reached within ten steps of the enemy formation, while the less agile guards and Ji Wujiu were still fifty steps away. This sudden explosion instantly knocked them and their enemies to the ground.

Even highly skilled fighters like Ye Tianlong and Shura were shaken by the explosion, their blood churning, their steps faltering, and their clothes torn to shreds by the blast, leaving them in a sorry state.

The enemy soldiers in front of them were even more vulnerable; the previously orderly ranks were sent flying backward several feet by the powerful blast before crashing heavily onto their comrades, causing significant chaos in the formation.

The Imperial Guard suffered even more severe injuries. The magic's energy was generated through their collective effort and was closely linked to their spirit. Seeing that their magic, initially intended only to protect themselves, had coalesced into a protective shield that blocked all enemy arrows, they had poured even more mental energy into strengthening the spell. Therefore, when the magical energy became chaotic and exploded, it backfired, causing immense damage to each of them.

Looking at the Imperial Guard soldiers who were knocked to the ground and unable to get up, Ye Tianlong was horrified. He hadn't expected things to turn out this way. No matter what he did, he couldn't reverse the defeat. Was the entire army really going to be wiped out?

Jin Wenyuan, on the other hand, was both surprised and delighted. This time, his opponent had brought about his own destruction. Although he himself had been knocked off his horse by the powerful gust of wind, his real loss was only a portion of his soldiers.

Just as Jin Wenyuan was directing his army to encircle and advance step by step, a man suddenly stood up from among the Imperial Guard soldiers sitting on the ground. His chest was held high, and his body stood straight, like a javelin, standing before everyone.

"Wenyuan, I'm not dead yet, and you want to rebel?"

The old general Xia He's voice was strong and powerful, and even amidst the shouts of thousands of troops, it still clearly reached everyone's ears.

As if in slow motion, the entire battlefield around Ye Tianlong froze for a moment, with only the sounds of fighting continuing on the distant riverbank.

As if struck by lightning, Jin Wenyuan froze, his eyes widening and his mouth gaping open as he stared blankly. The soldiers who had surrounded him from all sides also stopped abruptly, staring dumbfounded at Xia He, who emerged from the ranks of the Imperial Guard.

Ye Tianlong and Xiu Luo exchanged a glance, then leaped to Xia He's side, flanking the old general as they walked towards Jin Wenyuan. Behind them, Ji Wujiu slowly rose, his eyes narrowing as he watched their retreating figures.

One step, two steps, three steps…

As Xia He, Ye Tianlong, and Xiu Luo approached, an indescribable expression appeared on the faces of Jin Wenyuan's soldiers. They looked at their commander with bewilderment, but their commander's lips trembled, his expression agitated, unable to utter a word.

"Whoosh, whoosh."

Two arrows suddenly shot out from among Jin Wenyuan's soldiers, swift as lightning, their tips flashing with an ominous blue light, tracing a faint arc in the air.

"Magic arrows!"

Ye Tianlong and Shura simultaneously stepped forward, drawing their swords to block.

The divine weapon, Blazing Fire, burst forth with dazzling light in the air, like a raging fire dragon, instantly engulfing the magic arrows. The magical attack emanating from the arrows was utterly ineffective against Blazing Fire; the faint blue light flashed and vanished, as if nothing had happened.

Shura, however, held his massive sword upright, forming a wall of steel in front of him. A blood-red sword light erupted from the blade, slicing the magic arrows into pieces before they even reached him.

"Don't attack!" Jin Wenyuan leaped up, turning to his soldiers and shouting sternly.

"Which bastard attacked just now? Step forward!"

Silence fell; not a single voice rang out.

At this moment, Xia He called out slowly from behind him, "Wen Yuan..."

"General..."

Jin Wen Yuan turned around and collapsed to the ground.

"This humble general will never see you again..."

His voice trembled as he spoke, and his eyes welled up with tears.

Xia He's eyes also reddened. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "You still remember this old man? I thought you were all going to rebel with those two rebellious sons..."

Jin Wen Yuan shook his head desperately, his voice trembling as he said, "When I heard the news of your critical illness some time ago, I wanted to go to the camp to see you, but the eldest son's orders were absolute, and I couldn't leave. Now that I've finally seen you, please give the order, General!"

"You..." Xia He was about to speak when he saw three guards quietly approaching Jin Wen Yuan. Knowing there was something wrong, he opened his mouth to shout.

Jin Wenyuan had already discerned something amiss from Xia He's expression, but he didn't care. He continued speaking to Xia He, "Zheng Fengzi and I have been wondering why the Commander-in-Chief would..."

At this point, Jin Wenyuan suddenly roared, spun around, and swung his golden halberd with the force of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Amidst the sudden burst of wind and thunder, the halberd spun fiercely, its power immense and overwhelming, like a tidal wave crashing down.

"Ah..." The three guards who were approaching Jin Wenyuan instantly had all six legs snapped at the knees, collapsing to the ground with screams of agony, blood pooling around them.

Jin Wenyuan stood tall, halberd sheathed, his tiger-like eyes wide open, and roared menacingly, "You bastards, how dare you betray your own side! Let's see who dares to plot against us now!"

At this moment, a military advisor standing beside Jin Wenyuan approached and hurriedly said, "General, don't forget the Grand General's orders..."

"Shut up!"

Jin Wenyuan pointed his golden halberd at the military advisor and shouted sharply, "I've tolerated you for too long! Just because you're a trusted confidant sent by the eldest son, you dare to boss me around and keep reducing my troops. Now, you bring your henchmen and get out of here!"

The last word was as loud as thunder, and the military advisor's face changed drastically. Then, his expression turned ashamed and furious. He froze for a moment, wanting to say something more, but then he saw Jin Wenyuan swing his golden halberd, a gust of cold wind brushing past his nose. He immediately turned and fled in terror.

"What a bunch of idiots!"

Jin Wenyuan snorted and shouted at his men, looking at the backs of the military advisor and his men sent by Xia Feng. "From now on, I will return to the commander's command. Any one of you who disagrees can get the hell out of here."

"We are willing to follow the general!" The soldiers around Jin Wenyuan responded in unison.

"Very good." Jin Wenyuan nodded in satisfaction. He turned to Xia He and said, "General, please give the order!"

"Have your men cease fighting." Xia He gestured to Ye Tianlong and said to Jin Wenyuan, "This is Lord Ye Tianlong. He went deep into enemy territory to rescue me."

"I'm sorry." Jin Wenyuan scratched his hair. "Please forgive my rudeness, sir."

"It's alright." Ye Tianlong waved his hand magnanimously and laughed, "You're really amazing. How did you calculate our itinerary so accurately?"

Jin Wenyuan laughed easily, looking somewhat smug, and said, "Actually, the reason is very simple. After receiving the young master's military report, I carefully studied the terrain of this area and, considering your personality, guessed that you would take this route."

"Fortunately, you weren't the commander-in-chief this time, otherwise, we really wouldn't have been able to rescue Lord Xia He!" Ye Tianlong patted Jin Wenyuan's shoulder without any resentment. "And fortunately, Xia Feng didn't give you an important position."

"My lord, you flatter me!" Jin Wenyuan was somewhat surprised that Ye Tianlong was such a person, and he couldn't help but secretly admire his magnanimity and broad-mindedness. "This time, I just guessed right by chance."

While Ye Tianlong and Jin Wenyuan were talking, the order to cease fire was quickly relayed. At this moment, the reinforcements of the Tianlong Legion, under the command of Fan Tong, appeared on the riverbank. Fan Tong, who hadn't expected that his former enemies would become his comrades in the blink of an eye, scratched his head and went to find Ye Tianlong.

"Boss, what exactly happened?"

Ye Tianlong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Quickly command your men to rescue our people. I'll tell you about this later."

Fan Tong wanted to say something more, but Xia He walked towards Ye Tianlong at this moment and whispered, "Lord Ye, let's talk about something."

Ye Tianlong nodded slightly, and the two walked to a secluded spot. By this time, it was already dark, and the soldiers of the Tianlong Legion lit torches, creating a beautiful scene as they dotted the riverbank and fields.

"We'll set off immediately. I'll persuade my troops to join your army, sir. I just spoke with Jin Wenyuan, and most of the troops have been deceived," Xia He said to Ye Tianlong, his eyes gazing blankly at the starlight on the riverbank.

Ye Tianlong didn't speak, but simply looked at the old general before him. In the night sky and starlight, he suddenly noticed a few gray hairs on the old general's head.

"But I have a request, and I hope you will grant it, sir."

"Please speak, sir." A strange feeling welled up in Ye Tianlong's heart. He knew that this rebellion was a huge blow to Xia He. His two sons, on whom he had placed so much hope, had betrayed him together. As a father, Xia He's pain was unimaginable.

"Please allow me to take Xia Yun and Xia Feng with me, sir." Xia He's soft words made Ye Tianlong's eyes widen in shock.

"I will relinquish all military power, only asking that the three of us, father and sons, be reunited. This rebellion was also due to their being misled and acting out of momentary folly."

Ye Tianlong stared blankly at Xia He, a complex mix of emotions rising within him. Xia He's behavior at this moment involuntarily reminded him of his own father.

No matter what mistakes he had made, his father had always been able to forgive him with love. Although his discipline was strict, the fatherly love within him was unforgettable. From a young age, he had been idle and extremely unruly, and only from his father could he receive genuine care and love. Unfortunately, when Ye Tianlong was sixteen, his beloved father passed away due to illness.

Seeing Ye Tianlong silently staring at him, Xia He felt uneasy. He sighed and said softly, "I'm not afraid you'll look down on me, sir, but I knew about this rebellion. My confinement was my own choice."

"What? What did you say?"

Ye Tianlong couldn't believe his ears; he almost shouted.

"Because I opposed it, but they insisted on doing their best for Prince Wen Yeda. To prevent me from being harmed in this matter, they placed me under house arrest. That way, even if they fail later, I won't be implicated."

After hearing Xia He's explanation, Ye Tianlong was truly stunned. He hadn't realized that he had risked his life for nothing.

"Then why did you come with me, and why are you helping us now?" Ye Tianlong became increasingly angry as he spoke. "You should have taken this opportunity to get rid of me. Wouldn't that have been better for your son?"

"Please don't be angry, sir."

A trace of desolation appeared in Xia He's eyes, and Ye Tianlong's heart softened.

"I know they will never succeed, and you risked your life for me, sir. This kindness truly moves me. Along the way, I've seen your magnanimity and character in your actions. You are someone I can entrust my men to."

Saying this, Xia He turned to look at where Jin Wenyuan and his men were, and slowly said, "They are all my subordinates who have followed me for many years. In my eyes, they are almost like my sons."

Ye Tianlong suddenly understood. He finally comprehended the old general's good intentions and was deeply moved by Xia He's heart. What else could he say at this moment?

Early the next morning, Ye Tianlong set off with Fan Tong and ten thousand soldiers, accompanied by Xia He and Jin Wenyuan's ten thousand troops.

Originally, Jin Wenyuan had twenty-five thousand soldiers under his command, but Xia Feng used various excuses to draw fifteen thousand soldiers from his ranks, which was why some of the older officials were dissatisfied with Xia Feng.

With Xia He's intervention and persuasion, the armies within Gaoyang Prefecture surrendered almost without a fight. Xia Feng, who was about to catch up with Ye Tianlong and his forces, immediately turned his horse around and fled back to his home city upon hearing of Xia He's intervention and Jin Wenyuan's defection.

Moreover, halfway there, his army began to disintegrate, with many generals leading their troops away from his sight, preparing to join Xia He and Ye Tianlong.

Three days later, Ye Tianlong reunited with Qing Ji and Zuo Daojin. Also joining Ye Tianlong's ranks was another general under Xia He, Zheng Feng, known as the Madman. It was Zheng Feng's outstanding performance, leading his troops in a tenacious defense, that kept Qing Ji and Zuo Daojin at bay at the Tongshan line.

Soon, most of Gaoyang Prefecture fell into Ye Tianlong's hands. Xia Feng could only retreat with 8,000 men to Gucheng in the northwest. At this time, Xia Yun, who was in Dengzhou, abandoned his troops before Xia He appeared and fled back to Gaoyang Prefecture with less than 3,000 soldiers to meet his brother in Gucheng.

While his generals were busy reorganizing the army, Ye Tianlong returned to Chen Yue's side. He hadn't seen Chen Yue for many days since he went to rescue Xia He. This time, Chen Yue arrived in the main city of Gaoyang Prefecture with the army. As soon as

he stepped into the mansion, a feeling of returning home arose spontaneously.

"My lord is back! My lord is back!"

The maid's soft voice and smile washed away the dust of battle from Ye Tianlong. The bloody battle of the past few days was like a memory from a past life. At this moment, Ye Tianlong's eyes were only filled with birdsong, fragrant flowers, and the beautiful hand of a woman.

Sitting in a chair, drinking the fragrant tea served by the maid, Ye Tianlong sighed comfortably. Suddenly, a pair of soft, delicate hands gently pressed on his shoulders, followed by Chen Yue's soft voice in his ear.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ye Tianlong put down his fragrant tea, pulled Chen Yue close, and said with a smile, "Of course, I'm thinking about our little darling!"

"Liar, you're lying." Chen Yue's jade-like slender fingers lightly touched Ye Tianlong's chest, her silver teeth gently biting her cherry lips, her appearance both charming and alluring: "I haven't seen you these past few days, which beauty's bed have you been in?"

Ye Tianlong felt a fire rise rapidly in his heart, he pulled the beautiful woman in front of him into his arms, kissed her delicate and warm face, and then laughed loudly: "Which beauty is as beautiful as you?"

"Men, they're all fickle." Chen Yue nodded and sighed lightly, pretending to be nonchalant, but unexpectedly, Ye Tianlong's large hands had already slipped inside her clothes.

"Ah, no..."

With a cry of surprise, Chen Yue's soft, plump breasts had already been lost. With gentle caresses and slow movements, the delicate buds bloomed proudly, prompting Ye Tianlong to lower his head and take one into his mouth.

"Mmm..."

A soft moan escaped Chen Yue's lips, revealing the boundless spring within her. Her silk robe loosened, revealing her soft, fragrant body, a scene of extraordinary spring beauty. Crimson and white, a profusion of blossoms, exquisite and translucent, it was dazzling.

In this moment, even the hardest heart would melt. Ye Tianlong felt a surge of blood rush to his chest, reaching out to explore Chen Yue's jade stream, where the spring water was like oil, glistening with droplets. He lifted the shy Chen Yue, gently pressing his magnificent member against her jade gate, then gently lowering her. Amidst Chen Yue's soft moans and breaths, he filled her body and soul.

The two sat facing each other. As Ye Tianlong's hands protected Chen Yue's slender waist and began to move, Chen Yue had already buried her head in his shoulder, letting out soft moans in his ear.

A moment later, Chenyue's soft murmurs continued to echo in the room, mingling with the sounds of the muddy road churning, creating a beautiful melody for the boundless springtime atmosphere.

After several rounds of lovemaking and spring breezes, the unbearable Chenyue was already limp as a puddle of mud, yet Ye Tianlong remained full of energy. He couldn't help but find it strange; his desire seemed particularly strong today.

To be precise, after each battle and slaughter, his desire would grow even stronger. This was becoming increasingly certain to him.

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