Chapter 324: Reunion! Arrival at the battlefield
Two flowers bloomed, each showing its own beauty. He Zhaojun and Wen Ziduan were riding their horses at full speed, carrying a freshly slaughtered wild boar on their backs. The stench of blood drifted in the night, attracting the attention of a large group of covetous people.
She cut off a piece of meat, sprinkled it with medicinal powder, and threw it on the ground. In an instant, only a few wolf howls were heard, and the whole piece of wild boar hind leg meat was eaten up cleanly. Those who didn't get it sped up to chase He Zhaojun.
Wen Ziduan did the same thing. Not only did he not shake off the wolves, he even shot two arrows at them, neither light nor heavy, to arouse the murderous nature in their bones.
It was a time of famine at this time of year, and the wolves had suddenly lost their food supply. They were extremely hungry, so how could they not chase after the meat desperately when they saw it?
The two men circled in the wilderness, dropping the meat, only to hear more and more footsteps following behind them. A large group of wolves were chasing them, all the way towards Yumen Pass.
"It's almost time. If we don't run now, we won't be able to get rid of them." He Zhaojun and Wen Ziduan looked at each other and continued to ride their horses at full speed. A few wolves ran too close and almost bit He Zhaojun's legs. She took out the Qingfeng Sword and chopped off their heads without hesitation, turning these wild wolves into food for other wolves of the same kind.
Seeing the flames in front, it was the flank and rear of Zhizhi Chanyu's siege team. Everyone was rushing to attack the city, but no one paid attention to the wolves that were getting closer and closer.
He Zhaojun estimated the distance and stabbed the horse's buttocks with her sword. The horse felt pain and ran towards Zhizhi Chanyu's soldiers.
A wounded horse and the smell of blood from the wounded ahead were enough to attract all the wolves. Wen Ziduan shook his head. He swung the long whip in his right hand, wrapped it around He Zhaojun's waist twice, and with a force of his wrist, he rolled her off the galloping horse.
"You are still so impulsive. What would you do without me?" Wen Ziduan stretched out his hands to catch He Zhaojun in mid-air, turned his horse around, killed two Xiongnu soldiers who had discovered someone was coming and were about to issue an early warning, and cut off the flags in their hands.
Wen Ziduan held He Zhaojun in his arms, raised the Huns' flag, and ran forward shouting all the way. The Huns soldiers in the battle did not react that anything was wrong. Perhaps this was just a fellow tribesman they did not recognize.
It was not until the two men arrived at the foot of the city that Wen Ziduan heard the sound of wolves biting behind him. The soldiers had been defeated and were frantically resisting the attack of the wolves that came out of nowhere. He turned around, threw the flag on the ground, and went to see He Zhaojun.
"Zhaojun, how is it? Have my martial arts improved a lot? Especially my whip skills, wow..." Ever since He Zhaojun and Gu Guan looked down on his poor martial arts, the diligent Third Prince started to make up for his shortcomings.
He has not relaxed his training during this period, and his body shape has not changed much. No matter how much he trains, he looks very thin. But in fact, he has already developed the ability to protect himself, and now he can even save He Zhaojun in the chaos of the army.
He Zhaojun was held in his arms and couldn't help laughing: "What time is it, and you are still spreading your peacock tail?" She turned around and stabbed a wolf that rushed up to bite her to death, and then slapped the whistle on her wrist. The buzzing sound was particularly crisp in the night sky.
Shao Shang, who was on the city wall of Wengcheng, was looking for He Zhaojun with a telescope. Finally, when he heard the whistle, he locked onto the position of the two.
"Quick, let go of the rope, they're coming!"
He Feng estimated that at least ten wolves were closing in. He knew it would be too late to slowly let out the rope. He wrapped the rope around his waist and plummeted headfirst down from the tower. He Zhaojun and Wen Ziduan, swords in hand, were confronting the wolves when they suddenly felt a pain in their shoulders and were lifted into the air.
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