"Uncle Mo!" Gu Xin's voice was hoarse from shouting.
Chief Mo turned his horse around and lined up with nearly a hundred other men of similar age.
The people of the Yunhai tribe are coming after us.
Chief Mo roared, "Fight them to the death! Give the princess and the other boys more time! Trust the princess, as long as they escape, the west will never belong to Yunhai again! Trust them!"
"Trust them!"
These nearly one hundred middle-aged men, with a death wish, were buying time for Gu Xin and her group.
They would hold off as many as they could, and even if they were stabbed multiple times, as long as they had a breath left, they could still kill.
Nearly a thousand people from the Yunhai tribe came after them.
With nearly a hundred against nearly a thousand, this is an irreversible battle situation.
But Chief Mo and his men succeeded, giving Gu Xin and the others two quarters of an hour to escape.
They also killed many members of the Yunhai tribe.
They were prepared to die; they would kill as many as they could and injure as many as they could.
Therefore, in the end, less than six hundred people managed to catch up.
Gu Xin and her men set up a trap on a high ground in the shortest possible time.
By the time the pursuers arrived, it was almost dark.
Gu Xin stood on the high ground, listening to the distant sound of horses' hooves, her expression heavy.
She broke her promise. She had promised to take Uncle Mo's family back to Kunzhou. Even though she had set a trap, she knew she could never take Uncle Mo back to Kunzhou.
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
As the sound of horses' hooves drew closer, the soldiers beside her called out, "Princess, they're here."
Gu Xin wiped away her tears and said in a deep voice, "Do it!"
"ah!"
"ah!"
The people of the Yunhai tribe cried out one by one. Their horses had all fallen into the trap, and they were all injured in the legs, throwing the people off their horses.
"Kill!" Gu Xin, mounted on her horse, raised her sword and was the first to charge down.
Behind her were hundreds of soldiers from the Quicksand Kingdom and some scattered sand bandits.
Gu Xin rode on her horse, striking one enemy at a time with deadly force, sharp eyes, and a steady body.
Everyone was in a bloodthirsty frenzy.
It's getting dark.
Just then, a caravan of camels came from afar.
"Lu Er, what's wrong with you? You seem so distracted today. There are still four days' journey to Liusha Kingdom, and you're already getting nervous?" Xue Qianyu asked Lu Zheng.
"I don't know why, but my heart started racing this afternoon. It's like the nightmare I had the day Xinxin had her accident!" Lu Zheng said, rubbing his chest.
"Look, there's a fight over there!" Peng Ze pointed ahead.
Everyone looked over.
For some reason, Lu Zheng wanted to get there quickly. He thought so, and he did so, speeding up the camel's pace.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"I think we know the person up ahead, let's go check it out!"
The group arrived on camels.
It was completely dark by then.
Lu Zheng lit a torch and saw the corpses of Yunhai soldiers and horses scattered all over the ground.
Standing in the very center was a girl with disheveled hair, a face covered in blood, holding a sword, and staring at him with bloodthirsty eyes.
Lu Zheng recognized those bright, large eyes immediately; they belonged to his girl, Gu Xin.
"Brother Yuanyuan? Am I going to die? I actually saw Brother Yuanyuan?" Gu Xin stared at Lu Zheng and murmured softly.
She felt weak all over and was about to collapse.
Lu Zheng opened his mouth, wanting to call out to Xin Xin, but he found that he couldn't say it, as if something was pulling at his heart.
Seeing Gu Xin about to collapse, he leaped off the camel and hugged her, saying, "Xin...Xin Xin, I'm sorry, I'm late! I'm so sorry!"
Lu Zheng was already in tears.
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