Chapter 173 The Truth Revealed
Even from a distance, Xie Mianmian kept a close eye on the battle. In just one glance, she saw the Seventh Prince struggling against the snow beasts.
Just as one was shot down, another pounced on it.
The relentless onslaught meant that even the most formidable general would find it difficult to withstand such a relentless barrage of attacks.
Xie Mianmian was frantic. She wanted to rush forward, but the black wolf grabbed her clothes. "Can you go and save the Seventh Prince? Black Wolf, please!"
"I can't let you be in danger, Mianmian."
Helpless, Xie Mianmian could only stare intently at the Seventh Prince, her palms kneading into crescent moons of blood.
He watched helplessly as the other soldiers broke through the circle, and watched helplessly as the Seventh Prince was bitten on the arms by two snow beasts, one on each side, unable to break free.
He watched helplessly as a snow beast leaped into the air, opened its mouth, and bit at his neck, its sharp teeth clearly visible even to Xie Mianmian.
Meanwhile, the soldiers who had broken through the circle were still locked in combat not far away, and the snow wolves were also rushing over, but were pounced on by a group of enemy beasts, which stopped their progress, leaving them only able to howl helplessly.
It's too late...it's too late...
Xie Mianmian was so frightened that her heart seemed to stop beating.
In a moment of desperation, she resolutely raised her trembling hand, hurriedly clasped her hands together, and quickly touched her lips together.
She... recited a long-forgotten nursery rhyme from her childhood.
"Snow Beast, please help Mianmian, please wake up and don't hurt him!"
The choked-up female voice and the innocent child's voice gradually merged across time and space.
Xie Mianmian stared ahead, her breath quickening, praying for a miracle. She was willing to take on anything to save the Seventh Prince.
Those sharp teeth had already pierced through the seventh prince's neck guard.
Just as it was about to pierce the blood vessel, it inexplicably stopped.
It was as if a current of air was spreading rapidly and silently outwards from the Seventh Prince as the center.
It sounded like a loud "boom," and the snow beasts that were fighting stood there dumbfounded.
Who is it, and what is it doing?
But soon, they all remembered.
The snow beasts have lived in seclusion in the mountains for generations. More than ten years ago, the second prince of the Northern Rong secretly led his troops to attack. The king of the tribe died in battle to protect them, and even the queen was captured.
They searched and searched, only to find that the Northern Rong people had lost the queen; she was nowhere to be found, neither alive nor dead.
Even worse, the snow beasts lost the hope of their next generation—the king's cub.
Over the years, the community has been searching desperately, but to no avail.
In their search for the queen and her cubs, they befriended many different species of animals, including a gorilla with the same snow-white fur as them.
Unexpectedly, some time ago, while helping them search, the gorilla was bewitched by the Northern Rong's animal-taming drug, and subsequently, the entire snow beast tribe was also affected...
They all looked towards the snow-white creature in the distance, their blood boiling. It was it, there was no mistake.
It is our lost cub!
The snow beasts felt suffocated at the thought of being controlled by the dead-headed Bei Rong, becoming enemies of their own prince, and almost killing his friend.
The resentment towards the Northern Rong for killing their leader, the years of searching for the prince and the disappointment, and the pain of being maliciously manipulated to serve the enemy.
At this moment, everything erupted.
The snow beasts turned around and bit the Northern Rong soldiers fiercely.
So you're the one who wants me to work for you, huh? I'll bite you!
You disgusting bastard who ambushed us back then, huh? I'll bite you!
Whether they are or not, everyone in Beirong is an enemy of the Snow Beast.
The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty watched helplessly as the snow beasts betrayed them and began attacking their own people!
But the battlefield was critical, and they had no time to think. Their hands, which had become accustomed to the situation, seemed tireless as they fought the enemy again and again.
On the other side, Xie Mianmian saw that the Seventh Prince was safe and sound, and she felt completely exhausted and relaxed.
But what followed was an unnatural, rapid heartbeat. She clutched her chest, her forehead covered in cold sweat, feeling a tightness in her chest, a deep discomfort...
She tried to slow her breathing, lay down on the ground, her body numb, her eyes half-open and weary, gazing at the deep blue, clean sky.
Am I... going to die?
In a hazy, half-dreaming state, Xie Mianmian heard a woman singing.
Ethereal and melodious.
It felt familiar; I felt like I'd heard it somewhere before.
That's right, she remembered. How could she forget? This was the song the mermaid sang to her before she left the ship that day.
But how could a mermaid belonging to the deep sea appear in such a remote inland area?
It seems I'm really going to die; I'm even having auditory hallucinations.
Xie Mianmian's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she could no longer perceive her surroundings, only blinking slowly.
Before she closed her eyes for the last time, she vaguely saw a fish tail swaying in the sky.
It is a chiwen (鸱吻).
It hid behind a fluffy white cloud, watching the war raging on Earth below.
Until they saw a giant pink python pull out a woman hiding in the rear of the Northern Rong army, its tail wrapped around her neck, and then with a forceful pull.
Before she died, Lin Ruoxue was still thinking resentfully that all the humiliation and hardship she had endured over the past ten years had been a joke.
But she didn't see that Tuoba Hong, covered in blood, staggered toward her, knelt on the ground, and hugged her, weeping bitterly.
She hated him.
But he was the only one in the area who truly loved her.
With the death of the Snow Insect Mother's holder, the Northern Rong's beast army awoke and fled in droves.
The Northern Rong have lost their power.
The Great Zhou Dynasty has won.
Seeing this ending, Chiwen happily wagged its fish tail.
The dragon has nine sons, and each of them governs the vast world.
Chiwen is the ninth son. No matter how his other eight brothers cause trouble, he just silently guards his own world.
The story of this little world can be traced back decades. At that time, it predicted that a man named Xie Ze would become the Grand Canal Transport Commissioner, achieving both fame and fortune.
But he was very ambitious, and on a whim, he murdered the emperor and became the supreme ruler himself.
The chosen one of destiny has been forcibly replaced, and this small world simply cannot withstand it. It will collapse soon, and the entire world will perish.
The kind-hearted Chaofeng gave Chiwen a system he had created: "Just select a woman as your strategist and have her stop the villains, and you can protect this world."
Chiwen accepted the gift thoughtfully. The system selected a dying woman from another modern world and placed her into the body of a villain who was then just a minor official in the canal transport department.
"Go, win him over, save him, and make the villain fall in love with you."
Chiwen murmured to himself from the shadows.
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