Not long ago, Zhang Wuji seemed to have said the same thing.
He said that whoever could take Zhao Min's head would be made a prince, but now, the situation has been reversed, and whoever can take Zhang Wuji's head will become a prince.
It has to be said that judging from the results, Zhang Wuji's attempt to rescue his child was a failure.
But as a father, he had to make some sacrifices.
It is false to say that human nature has no selfish side. As a human being, one must have seven emotions and six desires, and as a human being, one must have a selfish side.
Zhang Wuji is no exception. With the war imminent, this action should not have happened.
In the chaos of the battle, Zhao Linger first glanced into the distance. Seeing that some of her own soldiers had already advanced, she hurriedly said to Zhang Wuji: "Master, it's almost time. We should retreat. If we don't leave now, I'm afraid we will never be able to leave."
Before Zhang Wuji could reply, Zhao Min had already seen through what Zhao Linger was thinking.
She said with a vicious look on her face: "You old woman, old bitch, do you still want to leave now? If you dare to leave today, I will twist your son's head off immediately."
Zhao Linger said: "You are the fucking old woman. No matter how old I am, I have a man who understands me. But you deserve to be alone and helpless all your life."
"Besides, the last time I went to Jinyang, didn't you say that you would make my son's food into buns? I've been waiting for you in Longcheng for several months. I'm almost starving to death, but you haven't even sent me a few buns."
"Sir, we can't fight any longer, let's go."
As she spoke, Zhao Linger swung a knife at Zhao Min's crotch.
Zhao Min also quickly dodged backwards.
Zhao Linger took advantage of the situation and said to Zhang Wuji again: "Master, I don't want the child anymore, let's go."
…
Zhao Min could not keep either Zhang Wuji or Zhao Linger alone, let alone the two of them together.
Seeing the two of them flying away, Zhao Min said angrily again: "Chase them, shoot arrows, and make sure to keep this pair of dogs here."
Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger were still in mid-air, and before their feet even touched the ground, they were met with a torrential rain of arrows.
Zhang Wuji swung his sword in reverse, and the rolling sword energy instantly knocked the arrow to the ground.
Zhao Min was furious and said, "Waste, all waste."
Zhao Min threw the sword aside.
Afterwards, Zhao Min snatched a large bow and an arrow from the soldier beside her.
Zhao Min first jumped onto a warhorse. Because Zhao Min's left hand was still tightly holding Xiao Yuxiao, she couldn't draw the bow with her hand, so she stepped on the horse's back with one foot, then drew the bow with her other foot, while the other hand pulled the bowstring tightly.
She used her hands and feet to pull a huge bow and arrow until it was almost breaking.
Then, Zhao Min released the bowstring, and a thunderous arrow flew straight towards Zhang Wuji's vital point.
This arrow was shot by Zhao Min.
You can imagine how powerful and fast it is.
Looking at Zhang Wuji again, he just felt a murderous aura that was infinitely close to death approaching him. Then, he pushed Zhao Linger hard.
Under the influence of the opposite force, Zhang Wuji's body naturally moved to the side.
At this point, Zhang Wuji was not injured in the vitals, but Zhao Min's arrow still hit Zhang Wuji's shoulder heavily.
Zhao Linger looked up, and at that moment, she felt as if the sky had fallen on her.
Subconsciously, she was about to turn around and fight Zhao Min, but at this moment, Zhang Wuji said angrily: "Sister, no, I can't die, go away."
After hearing this angry shout, Zhao Linger regained her composure a little.
She quickly swung her knife at the back of Zhang Wuji's shoulder, cutting off half of the arrow and knocking it to the ground.
Then, she supported Zhang Wuji and flew away again.
…
Looking at Zhou Zhiruo, she had already led most of the troops and rushed out of the encirclement of the Yuan army.
Or, in other words, when the Yuan army's encirclement had not yet been closed, she finally led most of the people to escape.
Zhou Zhiruo seemed relieved.
But she couldn't help but look back.
Yang Buhui on the side said: "Sister Zhou, Brother Wuji and Sister Queen will be fine. If they want to leave, who can stop them?"
"Although we lost a few hundred fewer people in this battle, now that Brother Wuji and Sister Queen are not here, these soldiers can only rely on you to take them back."
"If you hesitate any longer, I'm afraid no one will be able to go back."
Compared with Yang Buhui's kind words of advice, Wei Xiangjun was more direct. She swung the whip in her hand and hit Zhou Zhiruo's horse's butt hard.
The warhorse felt pain and galloped forward.
Wei Xiangjun and Yang Buhui also hurriedly followed.
Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger have disappeared, and at this moment, Zhou Zhiruo is the most authoritative person.
Under her leadership, the soldiers did not dare to stop for even a moment.
They ran wildly while shooting arrows behind them. For a moment, they actually put some distance between themselves and the pursuers led by Wang Baobao himself.
But even so, Zhou Zhiruo's heart never really calmed down.
She kept praying in her heart, "Zhang Wuji, my enemy, where are you now? I hope nothing happens to you. If anything happens to you, there will be no point in me living."
"God bless you, if you can return safely, I will never care about you again. Among the women in the world, you can take any of them you want, and I will never say a word. Even if it is Wei Xiangjun, the same goes for you. As long as you can return safely, even if you take her today, I will not say a word."
"Seventeen years old. An ordinary woman would have been married and had children at the age of seventeen. As long as you can come back safely, I will no longer care about you. And Zhao Linger, you must also come back safely. If you can come back safely, I will never quarrel with you again."
"We are family, and you are my elder sister, so I will give in to you in everything from now on."
…
In the darkness of night, Zhou Zhiruo led the soldiers behind her and gradually shook off the pursuing Yuan soldiers.
However, at this moment, Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger had deviated from the direction of Zhou Zhiruo and the others' retreat.
After the two of them dodged the pursuers behind them, they could no longer see the figures of their own soldiers.
Zhao Linger asked Zhang Wuji crying, "Young Master, how is your injury? Can you hold on?"
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