As one Southern Zhou soldier fell, more Southern Zhou soldiers surrounded Zhao Cheng.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
Arrows flew in from the darkness, each one destined to take a life.
Zhao Cheng listened to the sound of wind breaking in his ears, feeling both anticipation and disbelief.
Could it be...?
She's here?
Swish swish swish! ! !
As more and more Southern Zhou soldiers approached, the arrows flew faster and faster. The Southern Zhou soldiers would always freeze just before they got close to Zhao Cheng, and then fall down.
A lone rider rammed into the Southern Zhou soldiers, swept past Zhao Cheng, circled around him, and kept shooting arrows out of his hand.
Seeing that dashing figure, Zhao Cheng's heart raced, but he couldn't utter a word.
Zhou Nuo.
You've arrived.
"Mount my horse!" Zhou Nuo, with his ponytail tied and dressed in night clothes, had arrows all over his back and sides of the saddle.
Her hands almost never stopped; they were always drawing arrows, nocking them, and firing.
There was no pause, no aiming.
Since she appeared, she has never missed a shot, and more than thirty Southern Zhou soldiers have fallen.
This scene left Yu Jin, who was standing to the side, stunned.
Zhao Cheng understood Zhou Nuo's meaning; riding together would make it easier to break through the encirclement. Without hesitation, he immediately dismounted.
Just then, a dark shadow flew towards Zhou Nuo and kicked her away.
Zhao Cheng's expression changed drastically. He quickly pointed at Yu Jin and shouted, "Go and follow the champion king, don't worry about me!"
Yu Jin said, "But..."
"No buts! I might not die if I'm captured, but you'll certainly die if you're caught!"
After saying that, Zhao Cheng immediately ran towards Zhou Nuo.
As the Southern Zhou soldiers surrounded Zhou Nuo, raising their swords as if to hack her to death, Zhao Cheng pushed past them and threw himself on top of her, shielding her with his body.
"I am Zhao Cheng!"
Zhao Cheng shouted, "I am Zhao Cheng, the son-in-law of the Great Jing and the eldest son of the Right Chancellor!!"
The soldiers from Nanzhou paused for a moment, then parted to the sides, and the man who had just kicked Zhou Nuo away walked in.
"Young Prime Minister, it's been a long time."
Seeing that someone responded, Zhao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned around, and smiled, "Brother Zuo Zhu, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
"The young commander misses you very much." Zuo Zhu's expression changed, and he said sternly, "Take him away!"
Despite the heavy losses suffered by the mobile battalion, Zhao Yan and Tuo Tiewuhua finally covered Yuan Zhang's successful breakout and joined forces with Cai Qiong.
Having rescued Yuan Zhang, Cai Qiong had no more reservations and immediately launched a general offensive.
He Biao and Li Yunqing retreated to the bridgehead, while Zuo Zhu dragged Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo onto the bridge.
The bridge's defenses had been partially burned by Zhao Wu and Heng Wenhao, and further destroyed by Yuan Qi's troops, leaving it in a complete mess. However, the Southern Zhou soldiers practically used their own flesh and blood to block the bridgehead, preventing Yuan Qi from capturing Mu Bridge.
Muqiaokou was captured by Huangshi's troops, and the remaining soldiers had no chance to cross the bridge, so they had to escape back to the other side via a small dirt road.
At this moment, the fierce battle was still raging at the bridgehead.
The Jing troops couldn't advance, and the Southern Zhou troops, without orders, dared not retreat; both sides were risking their lives in a stalemate.
Corpses fell off the bridge and into the water one by one, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
At this moment, three dark figures climbed up from the foot of the bridge and landed directly on it, unleashing a massacre upon the Southern Zhou army.
Zhao Wu shouted, "Kill all the Southern Zhou soldiers! Retake Muqiao! Kill!"
Upon hearing that they were friendly forces, Yuan Qi immediately rallied them, saying, "The enemy is in disarray, let's charge!"
Heng Wenhao and Gan Lang were attacking the Southern Zhou soldiers from the direction of Southern Zhou, while Zhao Wu and Yuan Qi were attacking the Southern Zhou soldiers in the middle of the bridge from both sides. For a moment, the Southern Zhou soldiers were completely panicked and finally gave the order to retreat.
Heng Wenhao glanced at the bridge entrance on the Nanzhou side and saw a familiar figure from behind, his expression suddenly freezing.
"He's the prince consort!"
"What?" Zhao Wu quickly stepped back to his side, exclaiming in surprise, "Explain yourself clearly!"
Heng Wenhao pointed to the opposite bank and said, "The prince consort has been captured by them!"
"Damn it!" Zhao Wu roared in fury, brandishing his sword and charging forward like a mad bull, causing the Southern Zhou soldiers who came into contact with him to fall one after another.
But the bridge ahead was still packed with people.
Zhao Wu raised his sword with both hands, gathered all his strength into one point, and slashed down with the sword.
Two broken swords!
"kill!!!"
Bang! A tremendous force of blade slashed down, dust filled the air, and corpses littered the ground.
Zhao Wu stepped over the corpses and charged forward. At the bridgehead, the Southern Zhou shield soldiers had already formed a battle formation, with side wagons behind them and archers on both sides nocking their bows and taking their positions.
"Come back! All of you, come back!!"
Cai Qiong shouted from behind, "That's enough! Don't go and get yourself killed!"
Heng Wenhao and Gan Lang quickly pulled Zhao Wu back.
Heng Wenhao advised, "You can't get through now, and even if you did, you couldn't save the prince consort."
Gan Lang said, "Yes, let's calm down first!"
Zhao Wu was trembling with anger. He never expected that Zhao Cheng would be arrested, but he also knew that Heng Wenhao and Gan Lang were right.
Going back now is pointless.
The Southern Zhou army did not completely retreat, leaving behind many wounded soldiers and prisoners on the battlefield, but they were no longer capable of fighting.
The Battle of Muqiaokou truly ended when the Southern Zhou army returned to the other side of Muqiao and formed ranks.
It was dawn.
The battle consisted of two engagements, and although the number of participants was small, it could not be considered a large-scale battle.
But the situation was dire, so even though they won, no one cheered.
I'm just exhausted.
At dawn.
The main army did not return to the central camp; Yuan Zhang and Cai Qiong rested at Muqiaokou.
After Tuo Tiewuhua, Huang Shi, and Yuan Qi reported the specific situation to Yuan Zhang, Yuan Zhang looked grave and said, "The casualties in this battle were terrible on both sides, but the Southern Zhou side suffered even more than us. Yang Qingzhi launched the Battle of Muqiaokou with the aim of capturing me, but he failed to capture me and instead captured the prince consort."
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
