The Legend of the Medical Concubine

Chapter 341: Escape from Defeat

On the battlefield, the air was filled with smoke and blood. Bai Zixuan looked a little tired, but his eyes were still as sharp as torches, and the long sword in his hand flashed coldly in the sun, as if telling of his unyielding will. His clothes were torn and bloodstained, and the pain from the wounds was like a poisonous snake biting his nerves, but his posture was still as tall as a mountain, standing firm.

The bandits looked at Bai Zixuan, who was like a god of war, and the fear in their hearts spread like wild grass. The weapons in their hands trembled slightly, and their originally fierce eyes were now filled with fear. A young bandit looked at his fallen companion, his legs became weak, and he could hardly hold the knife in his hand. "I... I don't want to die." He muttered to himself, his voice full of despair.

Bai Zixuan panted slightly, but still said loudly: "You have committed many evil things, and today is the day of retribution." Although his voice was a little hoarse, it was full of majesty, echoing in the empty battlefield, like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the bandits.

The bandit leader was furious and anxious as he watched his men cowering. He knew that if they continued like this, they would surely lose. "Come on!" he shouted, but the only response he got was the bandits' uneasy looks.

Bai Zixuan raised his sword again and pointed it at the bandits. At that moment, the sun shone on the sword, and the reflected light made the bandits close their eyes subconsciously. In this light, Bai Zixuan pounced on the bandits like a tiger. His sword skills were still sharp, and every move was accompanied by the sound of breaking wind. A bandit mustered up the courage to raise his weapon to resist, but was kicked over by Bai Zixuan. Then, with a swing of the sword, a deep cut was made on the bandit's shoulder, and blood gushed out.

"Ah!" The bandit fell to the ground with a scream. This scream completely broke the last psychological defense of the other bandits.

"Boss, we can't win, let's run!" a bandit cried.

The bandit leader was filled with reluctance, but looking at Bai Zixuan, who was as fierce as a wolf and his men who had lost all their fighting spirit, he gritted his teeth. "Retreat!" He gave the order, with a tremor in his voice.

When the bandits heard the order, they turned and fled as if they had been pardoned. Some of them threw away their armor and weapons, looking very embarrassed; some even tripped over each other in panic.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Bai Zixuan shouted. He wanted to catch up, but his physical exhaustion made his steps heavy.

Lin Ruoxue hurriedly stepped forward and supported Bai Zixuan. "Don't chase him, Zixuan, you're already injured." Her eyes were full of concern.

Xiaoxuan also ran over, tears in her eyes. "Brother Bai, are you okay?"

Bai Zixuan looked at the fleeing bandits and slowly put down his sword. "Let's spare them for now," he said. At this moment, his body was exhausted, but his heart was filled with relief.

The bandits fled the battlefield in a panic, and the mountain stronghold was in a mess. The bloodstains and discarded weapons on the ground witnessed the fierce battle. The breeze blew gently, carrying a hint of blood, as if telling the tragic battle just now. Bai Zixuan, Lin Ruoxue and Xiaoxuan stood in place, the sun shining on them, as if covering them with a layer of golden glory.

As the bandits fled, the village gradually returned to peace. But beneath this peace was the thrilling battle they had just experienced, as well as their gratitude and emotion for surviving the disaster.