Looking at his dying father, Aimu felt heartbroken.

She knew that she could no longer be willful and that she had to fulfill her father's last wish.

Not only for herself, but also to protect the people of Yiwu.

"Okay, Father, I promise you!"

Aimu said with a sob.

King Yiwu nodded with satisfaction. Using his last bit of strength, he shouted to the captain of the personal guards outside the tent, "Batu! Come in!"

A burly man walked in quickly and knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty!"

"Batu, take Princess Ayimu and leave here immediately and head to the capital!"

"Remember, no matter what, you must protect the princess's safety!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Aimu looked at his father deeply, then turned around resolutely and followed Batu out of the royal tent.

The battle outside was still fierce, with shouts and cries of killing shaking the sky.

Aimu and Batu, along with a dozen personal soldiers, quietly left the battlefield under the cover of night.

"Quick! Chase after her! She is the princess of the Yiwu tribe!"

The pursuers of the Yiwu tribe soon discovered them and gave chase relentlessly.

Aimu and his group fled for their lives across the vast grassland.

They dodged pursuers all the way, passed through dense forests, climbed steep mountains, endured hunger and cold, and the fear of being caught up by pursuers at any time.

Aimu was an excellent rider. She rode a black horse and galloped along the rugged mountain road like a gust of wind, leaving the pursuers behind her in no time.

Batu and other personal soldiers followed Aimu closely, the scimitars in their hands were already stained with blood.

However, the pursuers were getting closer and closer, and Aimu was extremely anxious.

The soldiers of the Northern Frontier tribe discovered their intention and surrounded and intercepted them.

Arrows fell like raindrops, and the personal guards fought desperately to buy time for Aimu.

Aimu was an excellent rider. She brandished her scimitar, charging left and right, killing several enemy soldiers along the way.

Her warhorse was also extremely majestic and could tread on flat ground amidst the chaos of the army.

Just then, she saw a path appearing ahead, and she rushed into it without hesitation.

The path was rugged and difficult to walk on, with dense forests on both sides. The soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang tribe did not dare to pursue rashly and could only watch Aimu disappear into the depths of the woods.

Aimu ran all the way until he could no longer hear the sound of the pursuers, then he pulled the reins and breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked back and saw flames and thick smoke in the direction of Yiwu, like a wounded beast groaning in pain.

Aimu's heart was broken, she knew she could never go back.

She wiped away her tears and her eyes became firm.

She must survive. For the sake of her father and Yiwu's future, she must reach the capital and find the Great Emperor Li Chengfeng!

At this time, the emperor she was thinking about, Li Chengfeng, was overwhelmed by the memorial in front of him.

Memorials submitted from various places were spread out on the table. The bright red sealing wax of the war report from the northern border was dazzling, just like his anxious mood at the moment.

"The northern border is restless, and the coastal areas are in chaos. These are truly troubled times..."

He muttered to himself, his tone showing a hint of annoyance.

This is not a simple one-click operation in the game. Real dynasty management is far more complicated than he imagined.

Fighting on two fronts was undoubtedly a further blow to the national strength of the Qian Dynasty.

Although a lot of silver was obtained when Prince Gong was pacified, it was still too little for recruiting and maintaining troops.

It just so happens that the annual Shengjing Conference is about to be held, and the Great Emperor must be present in person to appease the leaders of various ethnic groups. This is a rule set by the ancestors and cannot be easily changed.

This damn rule is simply adding fuel to the fire!

At this time, there was a burst of light conversation outside the door. Li Chengfeng moved slightly closer to the window. It seemed to be He Sheng and Zhang Yuan.

"Master Zhang, are you here to discuss the Shengjing Conference with His Majesty?"

He Sheng's voice was a little low, and he didn't want to disturb the emperor easily.

"Exactly. General He too?"

Zhang Yuan's voice was also deliberately lowered, but it still sounded much clearer and had a hint of bookishness.

"you do not say."

He Sheng sighed, "Your Majesty is going to Shengjing, and the capital is empty. I have to arrange for good guards. These bastards are not a worry for anyone."

"General He, you're worrying too much. The capital is heavily guarded, and with the Hidden Dragon Guards secretly protecting it, nothing will go wrong."

"I hope so."

He Sheng was still a little worried, "By the way, Master Zhang, do you have any good plans for this visit?"

"I don't take credit for this brilliant idea, but I just wanted to recommend myself to accompany Your Majesty to Shengjing, so that I can help relieve Your Majesty's worries."

"Master Zhang is so righteous!"

He Sheng exclaimed in praise.

Li Chengfeng heard every word of their conversation, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. These two guys, one wanted to volunteer to protect the emperor, and the other wanted to recommend himself to follow, both were quite active.

"Little Liuzi!"

Li Chengfeng shouted loudly.

"Hey, Your Majesty, I'm here!"

Little Liuzi rushed in, as if he had been ready in the outer room long ago. "What are your instructions, Your Majesty?"

"Is that General He and Lord Zhang outside the door? Let them in."

"yes!"

Xiao Liuzi responded, turned around and ran out.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but turn back and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, can this servant... this servant also go to Shengjing to serve you?"

Li Chengfeng looked at Xiao Liuzi's eager eyes and couldn't help but find it a little funny. This kid probably couldn't suppress his playful spirit again.

Song Zelin and Song Yuwei are watching over him, so it doesn't matter if he transfers more people.

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