"Ninth Brother!"
An Shi led 3,000 elite soldiers out of the pass to Yanlian Mountain to provide reinforcements, but he arrived too late and watched as An Jiu fell to the ground right under his nose.
Dark Ten led the charge, arriving at the foot of the cliff first. He drew his sword with one hand, dismounted, and charged swiftly towards the enemy.
His eyes were solemn and terrifying, his cold blade was raised high, and he killed the Tartars one by one with each strike, easily slicing through more than a dozen at a time.
Three thousand elite soldiers followed closely behind to the foot of the cliff, and joined the melee with their swords and axes. Their sharp blades were like cleaving watermelons, aimed directly at the heads of the Tartars.
The two hundred-odd Tartars, upon seeing the three thousand elite soldiers rushing to their aid, knew they were doomed.
They figured they were going to die anyway, so they might as well go all out and kill a few more two-legged sheep. Maybe the prince would remember their good deed and give their families a few more sheep as a bonus.
The two hundred Tartars seemed to have been enraged, and they began to hack and slash like mad dogs, creating an extremely chaotic scene.
An Shi beheaded more than a dozen Tartars and finally approached An Jiu. The three thousand elite soldiers behind him annihilated all two hundred Tartars at an extremely fast speed.
Just as An Shi crouched down and reached out to check An Jiu's breathing, a startled cry came from behind, "Ninth Brother!"
Fifteen ran quickly to An Shi's side. His broadsword was still dripping blood. He hadn't trembled when he killed An Shi, but now that he saw An Jiu lying on the ground, his hand started to tremble unconsciously.
When An Shi remained silent, Shiwu couldn't help but urge him, "Tenth Brother, how is Ninth Brother? Is he...?"
He couldn't bring himself to say the last two words. Life and death separations were common on the battlefield, but he never expected it to happen to Ninth Brother.
An Shi withdrew his hand and said calmly, "He's still breathing."
Immediately, he looked up and saw two tears in the corner of Fifteen's eyes. Ignoring the enemy's blood still on his hands, he roughly wiped the tears off Fifteen's face.
He said with a look of disgust, "Crying, crying, what kind of behavior is this? You're getting worse as you get older. Even at nineteen, you don't cry anymore!"
The battlefield is ever-changing. Three thousand elite soldiers arrived at the foot of Yanlian Mountain, and the Tatar prince received the news in no time.
Dark Nine is critically injured and unable to recover, but the opportunity to capture Tadar cannot be missed.
Then, An Shi stood up, patted Shiwu on the shoulder, and whispered, "I'll leave you a squad of elite soldiers. Take good care of Ninth Brother!"
Having said that, he quickly mounted his horse.
Once the reins were tightened, he raised his broadsword and shouted, "Fifteen, lead a squad of elite soldiers to escort the Ninth Guard back to camp. The rest of you, follow me to capture Tadar alive!"
The horses galloped, kicking up dust.
After Dark Ten left with his troops, Fifteen immediately changed, abandoning his crybaby persona and his eyes became firm and sharp.
He said, "Check the Shadow Guards' injuries and prepare to return to camp immediately!"
Upon receiving this order, the remaining elite soldiers responded in unison, "Yes!"
On the other side, Lu Qiqi and Song Yanqing had reached the lowest point of the cave, where a pool of water the size of a basketball court was in front of them.
Lu Qiqi asked, "Is this the place?"
"Yes," Song Yanqing said, "The oil lamp is no longer needed. I blow it out and then take Lu Qiqi with me as we dive into the icy pool."
"Pfft~"
The moment the two emerged from the icy pool, they both took a deep breath. Just as they felt their breathing become easier, a loud shout suddenly rang in their ears.
There's someone in the pool!
If Lu Qiqi hadn't heard the official language of the Great Jin Dynasty, she would have immediately wanted to use her mind to hide herself and Song Yanqing in her spatial dimension.
Be a water ghost once, and scare the Tartars to death!
"There really is someone there!"
Before long, they could see the faces of the two people in the pool. They didn't recognize the woman's face, but everyone in the Shadow Guards knew Song Yanqing's face.
Soon, a sharp-eyed person exclaimed with great surprise, "The Crown Prince! It's the Crown Prince!"
Fifteen soon heard the commotion and heard the prince's whereabouts. He instructed his men to take good care of An Jiu and then hurried to the pool.
Upon seeing the familiar face by the pool in the distance, Fifteen hurriedly said, "Quickly, quickly, bring the young master ashore."
The two people in the pool were soaking wet, while the soldiers standing on the shore were all elite troops. When Lu Qiqi came ashore, her clothes clung to her body, revealing her figure completely.
Such a thing, which was detrimental to a woman's reputation, would naturally be nipped in the bud by Song Yanqing immediately. He raised his head and loudly ordered, "All soldiers, listen to my command! Turn around and move forward fifty meters. Do not look back!"
The burly, rough-looking soldier naturally wouldn't have thought of all that, but Fifteen realized what was happening, responded loudly, and turned to move forward on command.
The elite troops behind them followed closely.
After Lu Qiqi and Song Yanqing got ashore, they went straight into the space, and now they didn't care about other people's suspicions.
After changing into dry clothes in the space, the two of them left the space again.
Dozens of elite soldiers stood in a row. They waited for a long time but heard no movement behind them. However, since the prince had just given the order, they dared not turn around and look. They could only stand still and wait.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before I heard footsteps behind me.
Song Yanqing and Lu Qiqi walked one after the other and stood in front of dozens of elite soldiers.
Fifteen led the way by clasping his hands in a salute, and together with the elite soldiers behind him, said in unison, "Greetings, Your Highness."
Then, Fifteen stepped forward to report the matter of three thousand elite soldiers leaving the pass to relieve the predicament.
Song Yanqing understood the situation and said softly to Lu Qiqi, "Wait for me."
The two exchanged a glance, and without saying a word, Lu Qiqi knew where he was going.
Then, Song Yanqing instructed Fifteen to protect Lu Qiqi, mounted his horse, and galloped off in the direction that An Shi had led his troops.
While Shiwu was away on business, he didn't know much about Lu Qiqi, but those in the army knew that she was a skilled doctor.
One of the elite soldiers whispered a few words to Fifteen, and Fifteen's eyes lit up noticeably as he looked at Lu Qiqi.
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