Chapter 487 Now that you are here, let’s all stay
Princess Beiyan's chest heaved violently. She had never suffered such a setback!
The ghost army that she was so proud of was so vulnerable in front of the enemy!
"Find her! Find the whistleblower at all costs! Kill her!"
The guards behind her immediately took orders and tried to rush to the city wall.
But inside the city, the Pingzhou army had already laid a tight net.
The narrow streets, the dense rain of arrows, and the rolling logs and rocks thrown from the roofs all became insurmountable obstacles for the Northern Yan soldiers.
"Want to leave?" Duan Qingye appeared on the city wall on the other side at some point. He held a cold and gleaming Mo Dao in his hand and had a bloodthirsty smile on his face.
"Since you're here, just stay!"
He leaped up and jumped directly from the city wall which was several feet high. He swept the Mo Dao in his hand, and several Beiyan soldiers who tried to climb the city were beheaded in an instant.
On the battlefield, two completely different whistles are still fighting.
Princess Beiyan's whistle became more and more urgent and harsh, trying to suppress the opponent with absolute "volume".
However, Chu Ruohan's whistle always maintained a peculiar resilience. It did not collide head-on with the opponent, but was pervasive, cleverly disintegrating, dividing, and even distorting the opponent's instructions.
Gradually, Princess Beiyan noticed something was wrong.
Although the other party's whistle sounded a little awkward and not as skilled as hers, some of the specific syllable combinations in it were surprisingly...
It actually subtly echoed some of her core commands for controlling the ghost soldiers!
This gave her a shock!
Could it be that... the other party also knows the secret of the bone whistle?
No, that's impossible! The making and playing of this bone whistle is a secret of the Northern Yan royal family!
Unless... it's the captured bone whistle!
The images of Chu Ruohan and Ying Yi standing in front of the captured ghost soldier in the dungeon flashed through Princess Beiyan's mind.
Could it be her? !
That seemingly weak wife of General Pingzhou?!
This realization shocked and disbelieved her even more than the ghost soldiers losing control.
How could an outsider who had never been exposed to this art be able to crack the secret of the bone whistle in such a short time and even use it against himself?
"It's you!" Princess Beiyan suddenly raised her head, her eyes fixed on the vague figure on the city wall.
Although she couldn't see clearly, she was almost certain that it was that woman!
Her personal guards were killed by Duan Qingye with one sword each, and they couldn't even get close to the city wall!
"A bunch of trash!"
She shouted angrily, unable to hold back any longer.
These ghost soldiers are her hard work and her reliance on the northern border!
Princess Beiyan took the longbow from the saddle and, with lightning speed, bent the bow and put the arrow on it...
The golden mask reflected a cold light in the sunlight, and the arrow pointed directly at the figure on the city wall that caused her to fail!
“Whoosh!”
The sharp arrow broke through the air and headed straight for Chu Ruohan!
Gu Junze had been paying attention to the movements of Princess Beiyan. The moment he saw her bend the bow, his heart skipped a beat and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to his head.
"Han'er, be careful!"
Without thinking too much, he pounced forward and pulled Chu Ruohan to his side with all his strength.
“Puff!”
Chu Ruohan only felt a sharp burning pain in her shoulder. The bone whistle in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the sound of the whistle at her lips stopped abruptly.
She groaned and her face turned pale instantly.
As soon as the whistle stopped, some of the "ghost soldiers" in the city, who had already fallen into chaos and even started killing each other, seemed to have suddenly broken free from their invisible shackles.
The red light in their eyes surged again, and they roared and turned back to the nearby Pingzhou soldiers, their attack even more fiercely than before!
When Princess Beiyan saw this, a sinister smile appeared on her lips under the mask.
It really works!
As long as she kills the whistleblower, these ghost soldiers will still be her sharpest knives!
"Kill them all for me!" she urged harshly, trying to regain control of all the ghost soldiers.
"Shoot! Shoot the witch from Northern Yan!" Gu Junze supported Chu Ruohan, and seeing blood oozing from her shoulder, his eyes were bloodshot and he gave the order in a stern voice.
On the city wall, the archers who had been prepared for a long time immediately aimed their arrows at the Princess of Beiyan.
Chu Ruohan endured the severe pain, pushed away Gu Junze's supporting hand, and picked up the bone whistle on the ground with trembling hands.
She can't stop!
She gritted her teeth, brought the bone whistle back to her lips, and started playing again, ignoring the injury on her shoulder.
This time, her whistle was even sharper.
Under the city, arrows flew like locusts, shooting towards the Princess of Beiyan.
The personal guards around Princess Beiyan fought desperately to protect their master, and people were shot and fell one after another.
Inside the city wall, those "ghost soldiers" who had just shown some signs of weakness were driven completely crazy by Chu Ruohan's desperate whistle!
They no longer distinguish between friend and foe, but simply frantically attack any moving targets around them.
Including their own kind, they even began to bang their heads against the wall and tear their bodies with their claws.
The scene was so tragic that even the battle-hardened veterans of Pingzhou were horrified.
Princess Beiyan's ghost army finally collapsed under the double attack of the two whistles and the complete internal chaos.
They were no longer an army, but a group of wild beasts that had completely lost control. In the end, they fell one by one in the internecine slaughter between the Pingzhou Army and their own kind...
Princess Beiyan's face turned ashen beneath the mask. She stared at the devastation in the city and the annihilation of her carefully trained army of ghost soldiers, and the blood in her chest surged.
"Retreat! Retreat to the camp!"
She almost squeezed out these words from between her teeth.
The remaining Northern Yan soldiers, as if they had been pardoned, protected the Northern Yan princess and retreated out of the city in a panic.
Gu Junze did not order a pursuit.
The city was defended, but at a heavy cost.
More importantly, Chu Ruohan was injured.
He quickly walked over to Chu Ruohan, picked her up, and rushed straight to the makeshift medical tent.
"Doctor Qian! Hurry!" His voice was hoarse and filled with suppressed anxiety.
Chu Ruohan in his arms had a face as pale as paper, and the bright red color stung Gu Junze's eyes.
Duan Qingye followed with big strides, holding a knife, and saw Chu Ruohan's arm.
"It's okay, just a superficial wound."
Gu Junze did not respond, but carefully placed Chu Ruohan on a simple camp couch.
Doctor Qian immediately stepped forward, his eyes fell on the wound on Chu Ruohan's shoulder, and examined it.
"The General's wife only has some scrapes on her arms. They will heal with some medicine."
Gu Junze's tense body suddenly relaxed. Fortunately, he rescued Han'er in time, otherwise the arrow would have taken his Han'er's life.
Outside the city, the sound of horses' hooves as the defeated Northern Yan army fled in panic gradually faded away, while inside the city wall, the cheers of the Pingzhou army could be faintly heard.
This battle was a tragic and thrilling victory.
But at this moment, for Gu Junze, as long as she is safe, it is more important than anything else.
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