Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, the soldiers looked at Lan Shuang in shock and admiration. How could the seemingly weak princess be so powerful?
Seeing that sword strike just now, they almost wanted to applaud!
Fast, accurate, ruthless and steady!
Better than most of them!
Thinking of this, some people lowered their heads in shame. They said they wanted to protect the princess, but in the end they were of no help.
The valley was silent, with only the whistling of the wind.
Raindrops fell heavily. Ross walked back to Lan Shuang step by step, holding her hand and looking her up and down. "Are you okay?"
Lan Shuang shook her head: "I'm fine."
She smiled soothingly, and Los's gaze fixed on her blood-stained little face, his eyes suddenly becoming deep and dangerous.
Lan Shuang was stunned, "You..."
Ross suddenly reached out and wiped the corner of her eye, then turned over his fingertips, which were marked with a spot of red.
Lan Shuang saw it and said in a light tone: "This is the killer's blood, not mine."
Ross still didn't say anything. Lan Shuang felt that his current state was a bit strange. She wanted to say something, but suddenly he held her face and kissed her fiercely in front of a pair of soldiers and Louis.
Lan Shuang: “Hmm…”
Unlike before, Los is now ruthless and impatient, as if he is eager to verify something.
Sensing his uneasiness, Lan Shuang did not resist. Instead, she relaxed, put her arms around his neck, and gently stroked the back of his head with one hand to smooth his fur.
Sure enough, after a while, Los calmed down. After stepping away, he blushed and didn't dare to look at her. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
"It doesn't matter."
Lan Shuang touched her numb lips and turned to look at the stunned Louis and the soldiers.
Louis: "...Your Highness, the rain is getting heavier, why don't you go back and kiss again?"
After saying this, he wanted to bite off his tongue. What nonsense was he talking about?
The soldiers behind stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say or do.
Compared to them, Lan Shuang, the person involved, was much more generous and dignified. "Thank you for your hard work. Please carry the dead heroes back home. When the rain stops, bury them in this valley."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces darkened and their mood instantly became depressed.
The brothers who were chatting and talking about everything in the previous second closed their eyes forever in the next second, and some even died with their eyes open. How can they not hate each other?
Louis also put away his previous exaggerated expression and walked silently on the other side of Lan Shuang. Lan Shuang didn't say anything either, but when she passed by a little soldier who died with his eyes open, she suddenly stopped, bent down, tore off a piece of clean cloth from her skirt, and gently wiped the blood off the little soldier's face in the rain.
"He looks younger than me this year." Lan Shuang said, her eyes full of regret.
She reached out and covered the little soldier's eyes, and whispered, "Thank you. God bless you. I hope you will be safe and happy in your next life."
Her warm palm caressed him, and the little soldier closed his eyes.
The soldiers who witnessed all this looked at Lan Shuang with emotion, and some even had tears in their eyes.
Finally, everyone carried the dead soldiers back to the awning, helped them wipe their faces and hands, and buried them cleanly.
Watching handfuls of soil fall, Louis, who had been silent all this time, suddenly laughed, as if in self-mockery or sarcasm, "I didn't expect that they didn't die on the battlefield, didn't die at the hands of the enemy, but died at the hands of their own people."
Lan Shuang's eyes were indifferent. "In this power struggle, you and I could be the next victims."
Louis' body stiffened. He turned to look at Lan Shuang, but Lan Shuang didn't look at him again and took Los back to the carriage.
The soldiers looked at Lan Shuang's back and couldn't help but say to Louis: "General, I think the eldest princess is much better than the second princess. Although the second princess has a good reputation, ruling a country is not something that can be done by beauty and talent alone."
"Yes, they didn't even spare their relatives for that position. I think they are really unreliable. If they really succeed, we will..."
The soldier said nothing more, but everyone understood.
Louis was slow to express his opinion, but just waved his hand and asked them to go back and rest. Everyone looked at each other, knowing that the general had his own considerations, and obediently dispersed.
…
However, this was just the beginning. On the final journey back to the capital, they encountered an assassination attempt almost every two days. The number of people in the escort team became smaller and smaller, and the number of killers increased. It was a big deal. Louis sent letters to the king several times, but received no reply. Finally, he became discouraged and no longer tried to ask the king for help.
Fortunately, Lan Shuang and Ross both knew magic, and the final battle was extremely fierce. Lan Shuang even injured his arm in order to protect Louis, but they won without any danger.
Finally, sitting on the ruins where blood flowed like a river, Louis gasped and looked at Lan Shuang who was standing in the middle of the battlefield, supporting her body with a sword.
Los and she were standing back to back, both of them were very tired. His emerald green eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, looking terribly gloomy.
Lan Shuang looked at the corpses scattered across the ground and the remaining twenty or so soldiers and shouted, "We won the final battle! I—Lan Shuang Modo—swear hereby that if I succeed to the throne in the future, you will all be considered meritorious officials and promoted to higher positions to repay your kindness today!"
"I swear to follow Her Royal Highness the Princess until death!"
After surviving the disaster, everyone's emotions were in turmoil. Hearing Lan Shuang's words, their blood and yearning for power were immediately ignited. The soldiers knelt on one knee and offered their most loyal promise to Lan Shuang!
Lan Shuang had a faint smile on her lips and glanced at everyone present, finally landing on Louis.
Louis looked at her for a moment, then slowly stood up. He stood up straight in silence, then slowly knelt down, clenching his right fist to his chest, "Louis swears to follow Her Royal Highness the Princess until death!"
Lan Shuang then laughed, "Okay! Let's go back to the capital!"
Ross turned around and looked at her proud expression. An idea suddenly occurred to him, and while no one was paying attention, he quickly gave her a kiss on the side of her cheek.
Lan Shuang's aura suddenly dissipated, and she wilted like a balloon that had been pecked open.
She looked at Los helplessly, secretly took his hand and squeezed it: "Go back and make trouble."
Los liked the way she was helpless but couldn't get angry, and he liked her preference for him, so he had been doing some small things recently. However, he also knew when to stop. After hearing what Lan Shuang said, he followed her obediently and stopped talking.
…
They packed up and set off on their journey without changing or washing their clothes. They walked for a long time in tattered clothes and with a strong smell of blood. They finally arrived at the foot of the royal capital in the evening.
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