"Yes, rather than starve to death in the city, we should fight the Liao people to the death and show them our fighting spirit."
"Kill one to break even, kill two to make a killing."
"Hahaha, I've had enough of this bastard's wrath! Your Highness, give the order and we'll die with you."
Looking at his brothers who had risked their lives for him, Meng Sanguan's eyes filled with tears, and he shouted.
"Alright, that's satisfying to hear. Then let's die together."
"Wait a minute, Your Highness, something's not right."
Su Ding looked at the three thousand iron cavalry in the distance and felt something was amiss.
The three thousand men stopped about a mile away from the Liao army camp.
Then three people came out on horseback.
He recognized one of the men; he was the head instructor of the Great Wind Camp, the princess's personal bodyguard, and also her adopted sister.
The Iron Lady – Meng Xian.
Another person was dressed as a eunuch, exuding a feminine aura, and was probably from the palace.
The last person was dressed in flowing white robes, with a handsome face, looking like a banished immortal.
Meng Sanguan was somewhat surprised to see these three people.
The princess didn't come?
Meng Xian has arrived with the Xuanwu Cavalry!
Isn't this ridiculous?
What can three thousand Xuanwu riders do?
And who is this man in white?
Is he Meng Xian's lover?
The group looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
At the edge of the battlefield, Murong Hongxue stood on a large tree, watching Meng Xian and the others.
I felt my legs trembling, and a chill rushed straight to my brain.
"Smack!"
Murong Hongxue slapped herself.
"I told you to come back, you'd rather die running all the way back to Liaoguo than run halfway back and then think of coming back to report."
Luckily, I arrived late and didn't have to go back to the main camp.
Otherwise, we might not have been so lucky this time and escaped.
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