bookrebus Chapter 858 Crimson Sunset: The Tragic End of Six Women (The six women, who had just been resurrecte
Chapter 858 Crimson Sunset: The Tragic End of Six Women (The six women, who had just been resurrecte
"You bunch of reckless fools! Do you really think you can rest easy after killing us? Today is your death day!" Lin Xiaoyan roared, a fierce glint in her eyes. Before she finished speaking, she swung her longsword, and an extremely sharp sword aura shot out, slashing straight at Zhao Hu.
The attack happened so suddenly that Zhao Hu had no time to dodge. He only saw a flash of sword light before his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw a deep wound on his chest, from which blood was gushing out.
Seeing this, Qian Bin was terrified and tried to escape, but Bai Mei stopped him. Bai Mei sneered, "Trying to run? Not so easy!" With that, she launched a fierce attack on Qian Bin.
Lin Xiaowan, Lin Xuan, Lin Xiaohong, and Bai Jie also joined the fray, the six women like vengeful demons, each move ruthless and aimed straight for vital points. Their eyes burned with long-suppressed anger and grief, hatred for the destruction of their families, and the resolute determination to escape death.
In the end, under the combined attack of the six women, Zhao Hu and Qian Bin, who had already committed many evil deeds and whose foundation was unstable, were seriously injured. They fell to the ground screaming, no longer able to resist, their eyes filled with fear and resentment.
The six women stared at their dying enemy on the ground, their eyes filled with no pity, only the satisfaction of revenge and an endless emptiness. They had finally killed their foe with their own hands, avenging their own murder.
However, just as they were catching their breath and preparing to deal with the aftermath, a deafening battle cry came from all directions, and the earth seemed to tremble slightly.
"Oh no!" Lin Xiaowan's expression changed drastically. She looked up sharply and glanced around.
On the distant horizon, a dark mass of people surged forward like a tide, banners fluttering, swords and spears gleaming. Most chillingly, at the head of the procession stood ten colossal machines—giant winch-operated crossbow carts, their dark muzzles menacingly pointed at them. Behind the crossbow carts were countless archers, each wielding a longbow; a rough estimate suggested nearly a thousand men. Further back, however, stood the main force of over ten thousand rebel soldiers, their armor gleaming, exuding a murderous aura!
Their fierce fight had clearly alerted the large rebel forces nearby.
"It's over..." Lin Xiaohong's face turned deathly pale, and she could barely hold onto her short sword. Although they had worked together to kill Zhao Hu and Qian Bin, they had also exhausted a lot of energy. More importantly, they were no longer facing two rebel commanders, but a well-equipped and numerous regular army!
"Sisters, things have come to this, there's no escaping now!" Lin Xiaoyan took a deep breath, her face regaining its composure, and her eyes rekindling with an indomitable flame. "The daughters of the Lin and Bai families are not cowards! Killing two treacherous dogs today is enough! The rest, we'll fight these rebels to the death! At least we'll have company on the road to the underworld!"
"Yes! Let's fight!" Bai Mei wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and gripped the twin swords tightly in her hands.
"For the Great Zhou!" Lin Xuan's eyes were filled with tears, yet her expression was resolute.
"Killing one is enough, killing two is a bonus!" Bai Jie gritted her teeth.
The six women stood back to back, forming a small circle, their weapons pointed at the approaching rebels. They knew this was their last battle.
The rebels swiftly completed their encirclement, tightly surrounding the six women in the center, forming an impenetrable fortress. A thousand archers had already nocked their arrows, and ten giant winch crossbows were loaded, the cold bolts gleaming with a deathly light.
The rebel general, mounted on his tall horse, looked at the six women surrounded in the center, who seemed to be flickering in the wind, and a cruel smile appeared on his face: "Take them down! Dead or alive!"
"Fire arrows!"
At a command, the first to attack were the ten giant winch crossbows. With a terrifying "creak—whoosh!" sound, ten massive crossbow bolts, each as thick as a child's arm, whistled through the air like ten black lightning bolts, shooting towards the six women at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow!
The six women tried their best to block and dodge, but the power of the giant crossbow bolt was terrifying, and its speed was also too fast.
"Thud!" "Thud!" Several muffled thuds rang out as Lin Xiaowan and Lin Xuan, unable to dodge in time, were pierced by crossbow bolts. The bolt entered Lin Xiaowan's throat, instantly piercing her trachea, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Her eyes were filled with despair and pain; her mouth opened wide, trying to scream, but only hoarse whimpers could be heard.
At the same time, Lin Xuan's chest, abdomen, and navel were also pierced by crossbow bolts. Her body trembled violently, and she gripped the bolts tightly with both hands, trying to pull them out. But the bolts were deeply embedded in her body, and her efforts were in vain. Her face turned ashen, cold sweat poured down her forehead, and her lips lost all color.
As time passed, Lin Xiaowan and Lin Xuan's lives gradually faded away. Their bodies grew cold, and their eyes lost their light. In their final moments, their faces were filled with pain and resentment, as if they were expressing their attachment to and reluctance to leave this world.
In the end, Lin Xiaowan and Lin Xuan collapsed to the ground, their tragic lives ending. The scene was bloody and horrific, too gruesome to bear.
Immediately afterwards, a thousand archers unleashed a volley of arrows! The rain of arrows, like dark clouds, blotted out the sun, densely covering the area where the remaining four women were located.
"Ah!" Lin Xiaohong screamed as several giant crossbow bolts struck her body. One of the bolts pierced her throat, and blood gushed out like a fountain, soaking her collar. Her eyes widened, filled with despair and pain, and a hoarse sound came from her throat, as if she wanted to shout in her last moments.
Another crossbow bolt struck her in the chest and abdomen, causing her body to shudder violently and spit out a mouthful of blood. She gripped the bolt tightly, trying to pull it out, but her strength was too weak; she could only watch helplessly as the bolt churned inside her, bringing endless pain.
Another crossbow bolt struck her navel, her body feeling as if it were being torn apart; the excruciating pain turned her face ashen. Her legs buckled limply, and she finally collapsed into a pool of blood.
Lin Xiaohong's body convulsed on the ground, her fingers digging tightly into the earth as if trying to grasp at the last glimmer of hope for life. Her vision gradually blurred, her breathing grew weaker and weaker, and finally, she stopped struggling.
Her dying screams and agonizing struggles echoed in the air, making people feel sorry and heartbroken for her tragic fate.
Although Lin Xiaoyan, Bai Mei, and Bai Jie fought valiantly, wielding their weapons to parry and deflecting many arrows with their sword energy, they were ultimately outnumbered. Arrows rained down on them, instantly turning them into pincushions.
Bai Mei's beautiful, pale body now looked as if it had been pierced by countless arrows, densely packed all over her body! The most deadly of them all was the enormous, gleaming crossbow bolt—it mercilessly pierced through Bai Mei's delicate throat!
Bai Mei's once delicate and luscious cherry lips were now gushing out bright red blood. At the same time, her eyes, filled with anger and resentment, were wide open, as if she wanted to tear the despicable rebels in front of her to pieces!
Despite her severe injuries, Bai Mei mustered her last remaining strength and hurled the twin swords she gripped tightly in her hands! Normally, with her profound martial arts skills, she could have easily sent these two incredibly sharp swords flying a considerable distance, delivering a devastating blow to the enemy. However, now she was exhausted and far from the enemy, so she could only watch helplessly as the twin swords sliced limply through the arm of a rebel soldier before falling slumped onto the cold, hard ground…
After completing all this, Bai Mei could no longer support her weakened body. She clutched her bleeding throat with one hand and fell straight backward, stiff and unsteady! As her tall, slender body slammed into the ground, she coughed up several mouthfuls of bright red blood again, her legs convulsing violently. Then, a warm liquid slowly flowed down her snow-white thighs, accompanied by a strong, pungent stench that quickly spread throughout the surrounding area…
Meanwhile, on the other side, a bloodcurdling scream abruptly ceased! Bai Jie's already petite and delicate body lay limp and lifeless on the ground, like a flower withered and broken by a storm, a truly heartbreaking sight. Her body was riddled with countless sharp arrows, raining down on her fragile form like a torrential downpour, leaving her covered in glaring crimson blood—a horrifying sight!
What's even more unbearable to witness is that, due to such severe trauma, Bai Jie has completely lost control of her body—a large amount of urine and feces are simultaneously flowing from her lower body. This state of incontinence is so utterly wretched and pathetic, it's practically a living hell! Perhaps only in this way can she slightly alleviate the excruciating pain and indescribable humiliation she is enduring…
At this moment, Lin Xiaoyan was completely soaked in blood. Her chest, arms, and legs were riddled with arrows, and her body swayed precariously, on the verge of collapse. She endured the excruciating pain, using her sword as a support to barely lift her head. She slowly swept her gaze across the faces of the ruthless or gloating traitors around her, her eyes filled with resentment and endless sorrow.
In that instant, the voices and smiles of her deceased comrades began to surface in the depths of her mind; at the same time, the heroic figures of her sisters who had fought alongside her not long ago also welled up in her heart... and so, a poignant and meaningful smile naturally bloomed on her pale face.
However, at that very moment, an enormous crossbow bolt, like a bolt of lightning slicing through the sky, hurtled straight towards her! In an instant, the giant crossbow pierced her vulnerable neck without resistance. A hoarse, piercing whimper escaped her throat, followed by a gush of crimson blood gushing from her wound, flowing out like a volcanic eruption. "I... I hate it so much..." With these final words, filled with venomous hatred, Lin Xiaoyan finally exhausted her last remaining strength, letting out a low, suppressed roar, a roar that seemed to originate from the deepest depths of hell! This roar was filled with a chilling despair and a deep-seated resentment.
In an instant, her already mangled body, as if stripped of all life, collapsed forward, utterly lost and beyond redemption, leaving no trace of life. At that moment, a warm liquid began to seep uncontrollably from her lower body, its flow increasing rapidly and violently, quickly forming a vast, turbulent sea, like a massive reservoir about to burst its banks, engulfing the expansive ground beneath her and ultimately creating a horrifying spectacle of filth and blood.
Bai Jie and Lin Xiaoyan's bodies lay silently on the ground, blending into the surrounding blood and death. Their eyes still held resentment and sorrow, as if telling the world of their injustice and helplessness. Their deaths were so tragic, so heartbreaking, leaving one with a profound sense of regret and grief for the loss of these two young lives.
The setting sun, like blood, dyed the sky red, and also the land that had just witnessed two battles. The six women's bodies lay there silently; they had successfully avenged themselves, but ultimately could not escape their fate of being surrounded and annihilated. The rebel soldiers watched all this indifferently, clearing the battlefield as if they had merely crushed six eyesores.
Their resurrection was for revenge; their counterattack was for justice. However, on the stage still shrouded in poisonous smoke, their newly resurrected skills had not improved much, and their individual bravery and strength seemed so insignificant. This brief but heroic resurrection and counterattack ultimately ended in a bloody finale with the deaths of all six women: Lin Xiaowan, Lin Xuan, Lin Xiaohong, Lin Xiaoyan, Bai Jie, and Bai Mei, leaving behind only a mournful lament for their impending doom, which dissipated into the blood-red sunset. Leading the rebel army was the true rebel commander, Guo Yu. He ordered his soldiers to swarm forward, dragging the six women out and subjecting them to their utmost humiliation. Even though the six women still had a breath left, they all breathed their last under the soldiers' relentless brutality, their eyes wide open, dying with unfinished business.