Chapter 152 Two Standing People
Shen Yuexi watched in despair as fires broke out everywhere on the platform, thick smoke billowed, and the Dayan soldiers evacuated one after another.
They had no way to put out the fire immediately. If they were still standing on the platform, they would either be burned to death, suffocated by the smoke, or fall to their death from the sky after the platform burned down. They had no choice but to retreat.
But the Western Rong on the opposite side did not have this worry. Once the city wall lost the protection of the Yan army, they could easily occupy the city wall.
"Madam, ahem...we've lost," Yang Cong said, grabbing her arm and covering her mouth as they walked through a cloud of smoke. "Let's run! If we don't run, we'll die."
Qiu Liming rushed over in a rage, holding a knife in one hand. His face was so smoked that his original color could not be seen. He shouted to Shen Yuexi:
"Madam, I am incompetent and cannot defend this place."
Shen Yuexi waved her hand and said, "General Qiu, don't blame yourself. Let everyone retreat quickly!"
Hundreds of Yan soldiers passed by her, retreating hastily along the main road to the south. Shen Yuexi, Yang Cong, and Qiu Liming all mounted their warhorses and turned their horses south.
Fortunately, Daxiong had built such a wide and flat road. If it were the winding roads before, so many Yan soldiers would have been squeezed in the roads and unable to run. Many people would have been trampled to death.
Shen Yuexi wanted to urge her horse forward, but she looked back at the city wall somewhat unwillingly.
Through the blazing flames and choking smoke, she saw more and more Xirong soldiers appearing on the city wall, standing densely on the wall, holding Xirong flags and cheering for victory.
Fortunately, all the ladders used to descend to the ground were on fire, so they were unable to pursue for a while, and the surviving Yan army was able to retreat.
The battle was lost, the city walls had been breached, and the Western Rong army could now march straight into Xiaogang Village.
There is no possibility of recovering the victory, even if Xiao Zhuo is here there is no way he can do anything.
Unless a miracle happens.
But what can be done even if the universal manufacturing machine is turned on? Although the universal manufacturing machine can make the weapons of the Xirong army disappear, it needs to be within a range of five meters.
Even if she was fifty meters away, the Xirong sharpshooter would have shot her into a sieve.
"Mistress, let's go!" Qiu Liming shouted to her hurriedly while riding his horse not far away.
Just as Shen Yuexi was about to reply, several war horses came galloping towards them from a distance, led by a man in black, his sleeves fluttering, and wearing that terrifying metal mask.
"Prince Mei, why are you here?" Shen Yuexi recognized the visitor and shouted.
Meipu rushed to her, reined in his horse, and a hurried voice came from behind the mask: "Miss Shen, the situation is over. I am here... to protect you, follow me quickly..."
Before he could finish his words, Yang Cong had already ridden his horse between the two of them, blocking his view of Shen Yuexi. At the same time, he bent down and snatched a shield from the hand of the soldier next to him, blocking Shen Yuexi and shouting:
"Don't look!"
Shen Yuexi almost fainted.
This girl Yang Cong hasn't forgotten Xiao Zhuo's instructions even at this time.
But at that moment, she noticed that Maep was looking at her with eyes that seemed to contain something she couldn't understand.
Yang Cong was there scolding Mei Pu:
"Your Highness, my master has ordered that you and the mistress not be allowed to meet. Why are you so reckless as to rush over here?"
"Yes, Miss Yang taught me that."
"Ah...and, don't call her 'Miss Shen', call her 'Mrs. Shen'!"
"Yes, I was too anxious and made a slip of the tongue."
Shen Yuexi patted her shield and said to Yang Cong, "Yang Cong, now is not the time to worry about these things. Let's retreat together with Prince Mei."
Yang Cong still held up the shield: "Let him go first, we will follow behind."
Everyone was making a lot of noise when suddenly a horn sounded from behind.
Shen Yuexi had just heard this kind of horn sound yesterday. It was the horn sound of the Western Rong army retreating.
Retreat? The Xirong Army is actually going to retreat?
She reined in her mount and looked back.
Not only her, but also the surrounding Dayan soldiers, including Mei Pu, Qiu Liming and Yang Cong all turned around and looked at the city wall with surprise.
The Xirong people on the city wall disappeared at some point.
This is impossible.
Shen Yuexi quickly rubbed her eyes to make sure they were not blinded by the thick smoke.
Indeed, the Xirong troops on the city walls had indeed disappeared, even the Xirong flags that had been raised a moment ago were gone. There was no sign of any Xirong troops inside the city either.
"General Qiu," Shen Yuexi shouted to Qiu Liming, "Did I hear correctly? The horn sound just now..."
"That's the call to withdraw," Qiu Liming replied. "My Lady, you heard it right. It's just strange. They've already occupied the city wall, so why are they withdrawing?"
Shen Yuexi was surprised at first, and then her heart began to beat fast.
This feeling didn't come from thinking or analysis, but rather from a woman's intuition. It was as if something she had longed for and desired deep in her heart had finally surfaced on the surface of her consciousness.
"It's my husband!" She shouted in surprise, turned her horse and galloped towards the city wall.
"That's impossible!" Mep shouted.
"How is this possible!" Qiu Liming shouted in disbelief, turning his horse around and following closely behind Shen Yuexi. "Madam, it can't be the Lord. This is most likely a trick of the Xirong people. Let's retreat."
"No," Shen Yuexi shouted, "I know, he's back."
Yang Cong was so frightened that his soul was about to fly out of his body. He shouted to Shen Yuexi, "Madam, we finally escaped, you still want to go back?"
Shen Yuexi did not answer, but galloped away on his horse without hesitation.
Meipu called out "Miss Shen" and chased after her.
The soldiers following him panicked and shouted, "Your Highness, you can't go forward! Xiliang Army, quickly protect the Crown Prince!"
There were soldiers from Xiliang mixed in with the surrounding troops, who immediately rushed out of the crowd and followed behind.
"Hey, don't chase my mistress!" Yang Cong followed Mep with a shield in hand.
Qiu Liming chased after them while shouting, "Iron-faced soldiers, quickly follow me and protect the mistress."
The five hundred Iron-faced Soldiers were not a panicked remnant to begin with. They had been pressing at the rear of the retreating Yan army to prevent the Western Rong army from pursuing them. Now, seeing Shen Yuexi galloping through their midst, they all followed Shen Yuexi without waiting for Qiu Liming's orders.
Shen Yuexi rushed into the city, jumped off the horse, covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves and looked around.
The city was vast, and even though fires were everywhere, it wasn't impossible to travel. The thick smoke carried by the wind was so irritating that it brought tears to her eyes. She opened her eyes wide and searched hard, finally finding a platform that wasn't burning.
She ran around some burning shelves and onto the platform.
"Miss Shen...Mrs. Shen, danger!" Mei Pu followed her and shouted anxiously. But his legs were not so agile yet, and he could not keep up with Shen Yuexi for a while.
Yang Cong caught up with Mei Pu in a few steps and held out his shield in front of him: "Your Highness, don't get so close to me!"
"You guys, look!" Shen Yuexi shouted in surprise, "Come up and see!"
Hearing Shen Yuexi's cry of surprise and joy, everyone didn't know what had happened and didn't bother to argue anymore, and all ran onto the platform.
Standing on the platform and looking north, thousands of Xirong soldiers knelt on one knee on the plain toward the main camp, placing their shields and swords on the ground and their hands above their heads in reverence. Even the captains of the thousand-man army were no exception. Only a few dozen Xirong flags fluttered in the cold wind.
Everyone was facing the two people outside the camp gate. Only these two people were standing.
Shen Yuexi wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and sobbed, "You... finally came."
Qiu Liming looked at the two people standing in the distance and stammered with excitement: "Master...it's the Lord!"
"Who is the other one?" Yang Cong asked excitedly.
"The enemy who invaded my Xiliang city, the mortal enemy I will never forget," Meipu clenched his fists, "King Thomas!"
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