My older brother is Gao Huan.

Chapter 6 Facing the Fear of Death

The sounds of fighting and crying filled the air, but gradually the noise subsided, indicating that the battle was nearing its end!

Just now.

Several dark figures rushed out of the camp like arrows. The horses that were originally kept by the Rouran people broke free of their ropes and scattered after being frightened. Several groups of them happened to be outside the deer antlers at the entrance of the camp!

These Rouran men who broke through the encirclement rushed to the side of the horses, slapped their rumps with one hand, and then leaped onto the horses' backs, attempting to escape!
"Quickly! Shoot him dead! Don't let him escape!"

Gao Huan shouted immediately!
Before the attack, Gao Huan had already arranged for special personnel to clear the surrounding area to prevent anyone from escaping!
The archer on horseback drew his bow and shot an arrow, aiming at the fleeing rout.

call out!
The arrow shot through the air and hit its target precisely.

One by one, the Rouran soldiers who rushed out all fell down, but one was an exception, who drove his horse and fled frantically.

Just as the archer tried to nock an arrow and shoot again.

But Hou Jing was already mounted on his horse. He flicked his whip, and the horse, in pain, immediately galloped off in the direction the fleeing soldiers had gone, quickly catching up with them!
The two rode side by side.

As Gao Yu looked into the distance, the scene before him once again shocked him deeply!
I saw.

After closing the distance, Hou Jing grabbed the reins with one hand and the Rouran youth's clothes with the other, then roared angrily!

"Come here!"

The Rouran youth was forcibly dragged from his horse by Hou Jing, then laid horizontally in front of him and lashed out with his whip, rendering the Rouran youth unable to resist.

"Good! Wan Jingyong is brave!"

"As expected of Wan Jing! He possesses the courage to defeat ten thousand men!"

A cheer erupted in the camp, and everyone was amazed by Hou Jing's bravery!
At this moment, Gao Huan came to Gao Yu's side, looking very worried.

"Erlang, are you alright?"

Gao Yu shook his head blankly, then looked down at his chest. There was a clear knife mark on the armor plate there. If it was iron armor, it would have been like this. If it were leather armor, he would not have been killed, but he would definitely have been left with external injuries.

"Fortunately."

Gao Huan breathed a sigh of relief. "I told you before that hunting is dangerous. Now you should understand why I didn't let you come along."

At this time.

Hou Jing had already ridden back to the camp. Sitting high on his horse, he looked like a victorious general, casually tossing the Rouran youth he had captured to the ground.

Only then did everyone realize that it was also a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old. The boy glared at everyone with resentment. Hou Jing raised his whip and lashed out, leaving a bloody wound on the boy's face. His scream echoed throughout the camp.

Seeing this, Gao Huan patted Gao Yu on the shoulder, then stepped forward and instructed, "Search all the tents carefully and make sure there are no survivors. Then, take stock of the supplies and bring back any cattle, sheep, or horses that have been frightened and run away. Remember, do not pursue them too far!"

The group began to go into the yurts in pairs to carry out the cleanup work.

Hou Jing glanced at Gao Yu, then went to Gao Huan's side.

"Kill him."

Gao Huan pointed at the Rouran youth on the ground, but Hou Jing revealed a chilling smile, "Why don't we call Erlang to kill him!"

"Wanjing!"

“Brother Huan, now that we’ve brought Erlang with us, we must make sure he grows up! In the future, we’ll inevitably have to continue raiding and accompanying the army to garrison and welcome the Rouran. Do you really want Erlang to be helpless on the battlefield again, just like before?”

"This isn't helping him, it's harming him!"

"Killing! It's like sleeping with a woman. Once he gets past that hurdle, he'll have no more fear!"

Gao Huan opened his mouth, but couldn't refute it.

Hou Jing is right.

Born into a military household in one of the Six Garrisons, their families were destined to serve as soldiers for generations, guarding the frontier for the Great Wei.

Sooner or later, Gao Yu will have to face a situation that is even more cruel and dangerous than this!
The Gao family, not a prominent clan after the establishment of the surname clan, was unable to control their own destiny.

"If Brother Huan can't bear it, then leave this matter to me!"

Gao Huan nodded, just about to give some instructions.

Hou Jing spoke up first, "Don't worry, Huan-ge. As I said, I also consider Erlang as a brother, and I would never harm him!"

Gao Huan sighed and turned to leave.

Only Hou Jing, Gao Yu, and two others remained in the camp.

Hou Jing handed the blade back to Gao Yu, pointed at the Rouran soldier lying on the ground, and said, "Erlang! Go and kill him!"

Gao Yu kept shaking his head.

Hou Jing did not force the issue, but instead knelt down in front of the Rouran youth, his cold smile returning.

"Wriggle, do you want to live?"

The boy looked at him with resentful eyes, but remained silent.

Hou Jing, however, didn't take it seriously and pointed at Gao Yu beside him, saying, "Kill him, and I'll let you go; otherwise..."

Hou Jing glared fiercely at the boy and threatened in a chilling tone, "I'll kill you!"

Gao Yu looked at the two people in front of him, but couldn't understand what Hou Jing was saying.

The young man from Rouran on the ground swallowed hard and asked, "Really?"

"Of course! I swear to God!"

Driven by the will to survive, the Rouran youth stood up, knife in hand. Looking at Gao Yu, who was utterly powerless in the face, he licked his lips. Gao Yu's eyes, in his eyes, were like those of a prey he had shot—weak and powerless.

He was completely unaware.

Behind him, Hou Jing had already gripped the ring-pommel sword again, his sinister eyes fixed on his neck.

Gao Yu saw the Rouran youth in front of him, holding a knife in both hands, charging towards him with a fierce look in his eyes.

clang!
Gao Yu instinctively raised his sword to block, and as the blades clashed, the Rouran youth's sword flew out of his hand, and he stumbled and fell to the ground!

He looked at Gao Yu, who had a youthful face and was younger than himself, with a look of horror.

What kind of divine power?

"Kill him, Mohedu!!"

Hou Jing shouted!

Gao Yu only needed to stab the Rouran youth with his blade to take his life.

But as he held the blade high, looking at the terrified face of the Rouran boy on the ground, he hesitated to strike.

Between lightning and flint!

The Rouran youth suddenly roared with a ferocious expression, pulled a bull-horn-tipped knife from his boot, and lunged at Gao Yu like a cheetah!
Gao Yu watched in horror as the gleaming dagger hurtled toward him, his whole body trembling!
For the first time, I truly experienced the fear of facing death.

Do not!
He doesn't want to die!

"what!!"

He swung the blade in his hands with all his might, slashing forward.

The Rouran youth froze on the spot. He felt a dizzying sensation as if he were flying. He could see his own corpse and Hou Jing wielding a knife behind him.

Hou Jing was also dumbfounded; his strike had actually missed!
It was Gao Yu who beheaded the Rouran youth with a single strike.

Heads fell to the ground.

puff!
The headless corpse gushed out jets of blood.

A warm sensation came over Gao Yu's face, followed by the pungent smell of blood. A heavy object had struck him, and his hands quickly became warm as well.

His eyes widened, his pupils contracting rapidly. The headless corpse of the young man lay in his arms, blood gushing from his neck—a truly horrifying sight.

"Ahhhh!"

He used all his strength to push the corpse off him, and retreated backward in terror, scrambling and rolling backward, but he was tripped by the corpse on the ground and fell heavily to the ground again.

In his mind, the horrific scenes of women, infants, and teenagers kept replaying in his mind, and the pungent smell of blood constantly assaulted his senses.

My stomach felt like it was churning.

Yue!

He clutched his neck and kept gagging.

His neck felt slippery, and he trembled as he raised his hands to look at them. His hands were covered in blood, and the strong smell of blood continued to assault his senses.

He bent over and gagged again.

Gao Huan hadn't actually gone far; he was hiding in the shadows.

They were equally astonished to see Gao Yu's immense strength.

Seeing Gao Yu constantly retching, he quickly walked out.

"I told you to teach him how to kill, why did you do this?!"

Gao Huan angrily punched and kicked Hou Jing, who could only dodge repeatedly, but still tried to defend himself, "If Erlang refuses, then I have no choice but to do it this way. He Liuhun, do you also want to be as soft-hearted as your elder sister?"

Gao Huan paused, but still kicked Hou Jing in the butt in anger.

"Go and take inventory with them."

"Hey."

Hou Jing left in a hurry.

Gao Huan stood there for a long time with a complicated expression, and only came to Gao Yu's side after Gao Yu's condition improved for a while.

Reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Cruel, isn't it? Tragic, isn't it? That's just how the world is."

"Don't hold a grudge against Wan Jing. Although he acts ruthlessly, he is not without reason."

“For military households like us, this is the only way to survive in this world.”

"This... is our destiny."

(End of this chapter)