Chapter 222 Leveraging

Deputy General Lin was taken aback. Weren't the Blue Feather Kingdom and the Northern Frontier King the ones colluding? Was this guy insulting himself?

Before he could question him, the elite soldiers behind him fired three more arrows in quick succession, each aimed straight for Lan Ying's vitals. Lan Ying dodged and parried the attacks, managing to avoid the first two arrows, but he could not dodge the third one in time and was shot in the chest, narrowly avoiding his heart.

Lan Ying gritted her teeth in anger and cursed, "To bully the few with numbers and then resort to underhanded tactics, you are truly shameless to the extreme!"

Deputy General Lin was also very puzzled. He felt something was wrong after the first batch of arrows hit Wen Weizhu. He ordered the shooting to stop. Anyway, Lan Ying couldn't escape. He planned to capture her alive and interrogate her to find out more.

However, there were still one or two of his men with hearing problems behind him, who would occasionally fire an arrow or two. Moreover, those three hidden arrows were both swift and accurate, and it seemed that none of the men he brought were such skilled archers.

Just as Deputy General Lin was about to retort, a series of rapid hoofbeats came from the end of the road.

When everyone looked up, they saw a group of soldiers from the Blue Feather Kingdom. The path stretched as far as the eye could see, and there were at least several hundred of them.

Deputy General Lin's expression changed slightly, and he said angrily.

"So this was a trap set by you and the King of the Northern Frontier! How cunning! Retreat! All troops, listen to my command! Retreat!"

The arrival of the Blue Feather Kingdom's troops was suspicious, leading Deputy General Lin to suspect that it was a scheme by the Northern Frontier King and Lan Ying to lure the enemy deep into their territory, aiming to annihilate this elite force under his command and achieve a victory in the first battle.

He can't even handle the army of the Blue Feather Kingdom now. If the King of the Northern Frontier surrounds him from behind, then he will truly have nowhere to escape.

The situation reversed, and Deputy General Lin prepared to evacuate, but Lan Ying objected.

He thought he was going to die today, but fate had other plans. His soldiers arrived just in time. He had already been hit by three arrows, and reinforcements were on their way. How could he let Vice General Lin leave unharmed?

Where would that leave the face of the number one warrior of the Blue Feather Kingdom?

The two armies of the Golden Moon Kingdom are supposed to cooperate, right? Then let's take this Deputy General Lin's life first and teach them a lesson.

A cold glint flashed in Lan Ying's eyes.

"Retreat? Unless you leave your dog's life behind!"

Lan Ying's martial arts skills were superior to those of Deputy General Lin, but he had been shot three times and lost too much blood. Several loyal soldiers were still by Deputy General Lin's side and refused to leave, protecting him.

Taking someone's life in a short time is not an easy task.

Fortunately, the people of Lanyu Kingdom shouted to protect the general, and were only ten steps away from them. Two more men around Vice General Lin retreated. Perhaps due to his panic, he created a huge opening. Lan Ying would not let go of this excellent opportunity. He leaped forward and thrust his long sword straight at Vice General Lin's lower abdomen.

The long sword pierced in as he wished, but before Lan Ying could even smile, he felt a chill on his neck, and a sharp pain struck his body. He and Vice General Lin fell off their horses one after the other.

Lan Ying covered his neck with his hands, but he couldn't cover the wound at all. Blood stained his clothes, and almost instantly, his consciousness began to blur.

Lan Ying was extremely unwilling.

With unwavering willpower, he opened his eyes wide to find the person who hurt him.

When he delivered the fatal blow to Deputy General Lin, he did not forget the other enemies beside him; he made his move only after assessing the situation and confirming that it was safe.

Given the skill level of those people, even if they injured him, they could never have hurt him so badly.

Lan Ying saw a pair of familiar eyes.

Wearing the uniform of Deputy General Lin's soldier, with long hair covering his face, only his sharp eyes were piercing. After their eyes met, he quickly disappeared into the ranks of General Lin's men and retreated together.

It is Wen Zhiming, the King of the Northern Frontier!

The man's long hair covered most of his face, but Lan Ying was certain it was Wen Zhiming. Although he had focused most of his attention on dealing with Deputy General Lin, there were very few people who could kill him in one move under those circumstances.

After confirming that Wen Zhiming was the one who killed him, Lan Ying almost instantly understood the ins and outs of everything that happened that night.

No wonder he escaped so easily, no wonder Vice Minister Lin relentlessly pursued him here, and no wonder his men arrived by such coincidence.

Behind all of this, it was Wen Zhiming who was stirring things up.

He single-handedly instigated a conflict between two armies!

Lan Ying recalled that when he first met Wen Zhiming, he had muttered a curse that Wen Zhiming was not a man.

But now he has to admit that Wen Zhiming is an ambitious, scheming, powerful, and extremely ruthless man.

He even schemed against his own sister, willing to sacrifice her life for the success of his plan.

Lan Ying's gaze shifted to Deputy General Lin. His stab had been swift and deadly; Deputy General Lin had already met his demise before him.

He couldn't tell for a moment whether he or Deputy General Lin was in a worse situation.

Both were tricked into losing their lives, but Vice General Lin died without knowing the truth, while he knew the truth before he died, but he couldn't change anything at all, leaving him only with a heart full of regret, remorse, and resentment that haunted him until his death.

He watched helplessly as the soldiers of the Blue Feather Kingdom rushed towards him, watching him both shocked and furious, shouting for revenge for their general, and swarming to hunt down Vice General Lin's men.

His two trusted confidants couldn't bear to leave him, so they carefully helped him up, preparing to save him.

But Lan Ying knew that his injuries were beyond saving; blood was still gushing from his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

In her final moments, as her consciousness faded, Lan Ying mustered her last strength to write the character "North" in her confidant's hand before passing away.

Now that both sides have lost a commander, and both were killed by the enemy in full view of the public, the situation is even more out of control. The Blue Feather Kingdom has a large number of troops and has been in a bloodthirsty frenzy in their pursuit. Although Vice General Lin's troops are all elite soldiers, they are outnumbered and suffer heavy casualties.

Fortunately, it was still dark, and the terrain was located at the foot of the mountain. One of the soldiers was exceptionally skilled and could hold off ten others, providing an opportunity for the dozen or so soldiers to escape.

After the fierce battle, the soldiers of Lanyu Kingdom carried Lan Ying's body back to Lanyu Kingdom with murderous intent.

Deputy General Lin's dozen or so escaping subordinates didn't dare to delay for even a moment, heading straight for General Leng's main camp.

Still shaken, the group failed to notice that the soldier who had been protecting them had fallen behind and disappeared into the darkness of the night.

As dawn broke, the figure returned to the battlefield where the two armies clashed, and found Wen Weizhu amidst the corpses scattered everywhere.

This person was none other than Wen Zhiming.

His face was expressionless, and he squatted down on the ground, whispering to Wen Weizhu, "I've come to take you back."

Wen Weizhu was covered in blood; her blue clothes were now mostly red. She was still clutching a white jade pendant tightly in her hand, the pendant covered in blood streaks.

She had been dead for a long time, and her whole body was stiff.

When Wen Weizhu was kicked away by Lan Ying, she did not die on the spot.

She even had the strength to crawl to the roadside, barely clinging to life.

If Wen Zhiming had been willing to help at that time, Wen Weizhu would have had a real chance of surviving.

But Wen Zhiming hesitated for only a moment before giving up on her.