Even as they finished off the hundred-man squad, more than ten thousand savage enemies still waited behind it.
Qingchan and Qingxuan finally grew afraid.
"Sister, what do we do? They have no intention of stopping. A-are we supposed to keep fighting?"
Qingchan's expression was grave. She could clearly sense her younger brother's fear.
"Don't be afraid. Don't give in to terror. Life and death are decided by fate. Do you remember what Father said? Once you step onto the battlefield, there is no retreat. Either defeat your enemies or be killed by them."
"I underestimated this trial far too much. We weren't prepared at all. We weren't ready to face death."
"But now I've made up my mind. Find a way to escape in a moment. I'll hold them back."
Qingxuan spoke with a slight tremble. "Father must be watching outside. Why don't we call for help?"
But Qingchan's face twisted fiercely. "No. I will never yield. I would rather die than yield."
Then she looked gently at her younger brother. "I know you've never liked fighting. I've always forced you to fight. You were only following my example. In the end, we each have to walk our own path. I don't regret taking this road of war. Father possesses invincible momentum, and I can possess it too."
She shoved Qingxuan away. "Go. I will never give up."
With that, she charged forward heedlessly, no longer caring whether she used combat arts. She had already exhausted most of her strength and was at her weakest.
Now she had lost all reason. Driven by sheer determination, she charged ahead, cutting down her enemies.
Qingxuan stared blankly at his sister up ahead, then suddenly remembered his mother's instruction.
"You're a man. You should protect your sister and keep her from suffering even