For three consecutive days, Yun Qingluo took the back roads and did not take the main roads.

"Stop the car," Yunying said coldly.

Yun Qingluo frowned, glanced at Yun Ying who was on the verge of exploding in rage, and sighed.

Someone's going to be in trouble.

"Your Excellency, following me all this way is rather annoying. Please show yourself." Yun Ying glanced at Yun Qingluo, and seeing that Yun Qingluo obediently closed her eyes, she got up and walked out.

As soon as Yun Ying left, Yun Qingluo opened her eyes, her eyes full of gossip.

"If you don't show up soon, we won't let you off easily once we find you," Yunying said coldly.

"Oh, don't be angry, don't be angry, let's talk this out," a deep male voice rang out.

As soon as the voice faded, the person appeared at the front of the carriage.

Yunying was startled, but she didn't show it on her face. "Why have you been following us all this way?"

The man opened his folding fan and fanned himself, saying, "The person inside the carriage is someone I need to protect. That's all you need to know, young lady."

The tone was polite but distant.

Yunying frowned. "You think it's true just because you say so?"

The appearance of one or two groups of assassins along the way indicates that their whereabouts have been leaked.

But ever since the mysterious man's aura appeared, no more assassins have rushed out from the surrounding area.

This person is far too dangerous.

Yun Qingluo was also somewhat confused. Besides Achen, who else would want to protect her?

If it were Ah Chen, he would definitely have someone stop her, and he would never have allowed her to travel to the desolate lands.

So who does he work for?

Yun Qingluo did not sense any killing intent, but she understood that if he really wanted to, none of the people here would be his match. Although he would not gain any advantage, the Divine Guards would suffer heavy losses on both sides.

"Yunying, come in, let's continue on our way." Yun Qingluo's voice was indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger.

The man paused in the act of waving his folding fan, then instantly resumed normal motion.

He seems like an interesting person; this trip is likely to be quite fun.

Yunying looked at the man with some hesitation, and the man stepped aside to make way for her, saying, "Please, young lady."

Yunying bit her lip, finally glared at him, and went inside.

The carriage continued forward.

Yunying was a little worried, "Madam Gu, are you really going to let him follow like this? What if he's faking it?"

Yun Qingluo smiled faintly, "A master like him wouldn't bother with pretense. Alright, don't worry. Let's rest in town for the night, replenish our supplies, and then set off again."

Yunying responded softly, "Yes, Madam."

***

battlefield.

"Your Highness, the Long Snake Formation!" the lieutenant shouted to Mo Beichen from his horse.

Mo Beichen stood steadily on the chariot, watching the battlefield.

A slight doubt lingered in my mind: why set up such a simple, long, single-line formation?

Was it intentional?

"Attack their flanks so that their leaders cannot attend to each other; we must not be careless," Mo Beichen instructed.

"Yes, General." The messenger hurriedly relayed Mo Beichen's message to the soldier holding the banner, instructing him to give orders.

The opposing team started off as steady as a rock, determined to win.

After all, they have a significant numerical advantage.

Soon, the formation was forced to retreat, but the opposing side began to set up their formation again.

Mo Beichen watched coldly as the other party set up the fish scale formation.

Is this a case of relying on their superior numbers to wear them down?

Mo Beichen quickly issued the order, "Send a cavalry unit to launch a surprise attack from the flank and rear to break through the enemy lines."

Rong Rui was furious as he watched his formation being broken one by one.

"Charge! Charge! Use a war of attrition! I'm going to wear them down!"

Mo Beichen soon discovered that the opponent was no longer fixated on formations, but had begun a simple and straightforward war of attrition.

Mo Beichen's expression turned cold.

"Your Highness, if this drags on any longer, our people will truly be worn down and killed."

Their men had already broken through several rounds of formations, and their bodies showed signs of fatigue.

However, the other side still had half of their forces unused.

"Your Highness, it's our turn to go on stage." A disciple from the Divine Physician Valley rode up to Mo Beichen and called out.

Mo Beichen glanced deeply at the two thousand disciples of the Divine Doctor Valley behind him, but said nothing.

These are the people who are so unassuming...

Mo Beichen recalled Luo Luo's words to him before he left: "Achen, I'll be waiting for you to come home."

"Go! All soldiers, listen to my command! Retreat one hundred meters and rest in place!" Mo Beichen infused his inner strength into his voice as he gave the order.

Both the soldiers of Tianmo Kingdom and Tianlang Kingdom thought that the soldiers of Tianmo Kingdom were going to retreat.

The Third Prince was overjoyed. "We can't let them go! Chase after them!"

Rong Rui thought that Mo Beichen was unable to win, which was why he wanted to retreat.

Haha, Mo Beichen, nothing special.

However, he soon realized something was wrong, but...

"Mo Beichen, you don't think you can fight against my hundreds of thousands of troops with just these two thousand men, do you? That's laughable." Rong Rui saw the two thousand men, each with a horse and a sword, standing in front of the Tianmo Kingdom's soldiers, in a protective stance.

“General, the Regent is a brilliant strategist. Could this be a trap?” the strategist said as he approached.

The Third Prince gave him a cold look. "A trap? Does he have reinforcements?"

The strategist shook his head. "The scouts report that the imperial court has not sent any reinforcements to him."

"So he has divine assistance?" The Third Prince smiled knowingly.

The strategist quickly waved his hand, "Your Highness is joking. There are no immortals in this world."

The Third Prince threw the token in his hand at his face. "Then tell me, where did this trap come from? The Emperor of Tianmo Kingdom is hoping for his death, so I'll be a good person and grant his wish."

"Mo Feng, distribute the medicine. Divine Doctor Valley can only last for half a cup of tea, don't waste time," Mo Beichen coldly ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness." Mo Feng immediately accepted the order.

Two thousand men charged into the Tianlang Kingdom's army and were instantly overwhelmed.

"Isn't this ridiculous? A mere two thousand people dare to challenge us? They're incredibly arrogant."

"The God of War of the Tianmo Kingdom is nothing more than this. He claims to be a master strategist. Bah, he's just a little kid."

"Our prince is too cautious. He's only lost one city, yet he's already cowering and afraid to go forward."

"Hahaha, these two thousand men aren't even enough to fill my teeth, so don't try to take them from me." An impatient general charged toward the disciples of the Divine Doctor Valley with a long spear in hand.

Mo Feng rushed to Mo Beichen's side, "Your Highness, our two thousand men were scattered as soon as they entered the enemy's territory. If we don't go up now, they might..."

Mo Feng didn't say the second half of the sentence, but both of them knew what it meant.

However, Mo Beichen had no intention of rescuing him.

"Your Highness!" Mo Feng said anxiously.

Mo Beichen said, "Tell the soldiers to rest. The disciples of Divine Doctor Valley can retreat safely, so there's no need to worry."

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng followed Mo Beichen's gaze and looked over, his eyes widening in surprise.

"This, this can be fought like this?" Mo Feng said in shock.

Mo Beichen said calmly, "On the battlefield, the most precious and scarce resource is medicine. When medicine is no longer a precious commodity, the army will advance with unstoppable momentum."

The two thousand men appeared to have been scattered, but in reality they were grouped into sevens and arranged in the Big Dipper formation.

Mo Beichen's eyes deepened slightly; it was indeed profound.