"Yes, Your Highness!"
When the soldiers heard that the heroic woman before them was actually the most noble Princess Crown Princess, and that she would personally lead them to capture the hateful miners, their morale was immediately boosted, and they all raised their arms and shouted, expressing their willingness to follow her to the death.
Soon, Hua Qingcheng, Mu Lige, the town general crossed the river, and this group of brave and fearless soldiers advanced towards the Wuji Mountain in the suburbs like a surging torrent.
When Hua Qingcheng, Mu Lige and others arrived at the entrance of the mine in Wuji Mountain in the suburbs like a divine army descending from the sky, Xiaobai, who was carrying Hongfu, immediately ran forward excitedly.
In the silent night, Xiaobai's roar of "Awoo~Awoo~" suddenly rang out in the quiet valley, and everyone in the mine was startled by the sound.
Before anyone could react, Xiaobai and Hongfu had already pounced on the bandits guarding the mine entrance. Guo Jiang, upon seeing this, led his soldiers into the mine. Hua Qingcheng's spearmanship was swift, accurate, and ruthless, a single sweep of fire could knock twenty or thirty men to the ground. Mu Lige was no slouch either, wielding the Soul-Chasing Sword. His blows left corpses strewn everywhere he went.
With the help of Xiaobai and Hongfu, Hua Qingcheng and his group came down the mountain like a group of tigers with great momentum. In just about a quarter of an hour, they had knocked down hundreds of vicious bandits.
Gong Yanan and the other bandits had completely unprepared for the sudden attack by the soldiers and the tiger, leaving them momentarily at a loss. As for the miners on Wuji Mountain, they had not come to this place voluntarily; they had been forcibly captured and forced into hard labor. Upon witnessing the fierce battle between the soldiers and the bandits, they seized the opportunity and, while the bandits were preoccupied, fled in all directions.
The mine, which was once bustling with activity, has now become unusually quiet, with only the roars of Xiaobai and Hongfu, and the sounds of fierce battles between soldiers and bandits echoing in the valley.
The moonlight was bright, the night cool as water. At the Wuji Mountain Iron Mine, Mu Lige, dressed in black, wielded the Soul-Chasing Sword. His figure stood tall and straight, appearing exceptionally tall and handsome under the moonlight. His eyes were sharp and cold, like a god descended to earth, announcing the death of these wicked bandits.
Hua Qingcheng had a serious expression on her face, holding her pistol tightly. Her marksmanship was divine, and every shot could hit the target accurately. She seemed like a soul-catcher from hell, constantly delivering one death warrant after another to the bandits.
Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige, one responsible for long-range attacks and the other for close-range defense, worked together perfectly. For a time, wherever they went, the thieves were terrified.
"Damn it!" Gong Yanan couldn't help cursing as he hadn't found his lost weapons yet and now he found himself surrounded by soldiers.
A small thug asked Gong Yanan in panic: "Captain, what should we do? The number of those soldiers is more than ten times ours..."
Gong Yanan said angrily, "What should I do? What should I do? Scrambled eggs with salad! Of course I'll run away! As long as there is green mountains, there will be no shortage of firewood!"
Although Gong Yanan possessed considerable martial arts prowess, she cherished her life deeply. This fear, especially after Wang Zhenyi's capture and mysterious death in prison, only intensified. After all, life is only once, and if it's lost, then everything else becomes meaningless. While the mineral vein was important, Gong Yanan naturally held less importance than herself. So, without hesitation, she made the decision—escape!
However, escaping from the encirclement of so many soldiers was no easy task. Gong Yanan had to come up with a perfect plan to successfully escape. She began to think calmly, and various possible solutions kept flashing through her mind. Finally, she came up with a solution...
Gong Yanan quietly said to a few of her close associates, "I'll create some chaos later. You guys can use that opportunity to scatter and then find a chance to slip away. Remember, don't draw too much attention and keep a low profile. Once we're out of danger, we'll meet at the agreed location."
Everyone nodded in understanding. They knew this was probably the only viable solution at the moment. While risky, it was far better than just sitting there and waiting for death.
At that moment, Gong Yanan suddenly let out a scream, attracting the attention of all the officers and soldiers. Seizing this opportunity, her men quickly sprang into action, scattering in all directions as planned. For a moment, the scene became chaotic, and the officers and soldiers were somewhat bewildered.
Gong Yanan, using her agility, weaved through the crowd with ease. She deftly dodged the soldiers' attacks and sprinted toward the mining area's exit. Seeing she was about to escape the encirclement, Gong Yanan couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.
However, just when Gong Yanan was about to escape successfully, a tall and majestic black figure blocked her way like a mountain.
Gong Yanan was startled and looked at the man. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was very handsome. He looked like an immortal from the underworld. However, the look he gave her was as cold as ice, as if it could freeze her heart, as if she were already dead.
"Haha, you want to run? Not that easy! Those dead children... I'm afraid they wouldn't agree." Mu Lige's voice was extremely cold, but it was like a thousand-pound hammer hitting Gong Yanan's heart.
Under the moonlight, Mu Lige stood out tall and slender, like a righteous god of war, seeking justice for the innocent children who had died.
Gong Yanan, with a burly build and a fierce look on his face, stood opposite Mu Lige. The two were like tigers facing each other, and a battle was about to break out.
Mu Lige's figure stood tall and straight, like a green bamboo or pine tree, and his swordsmanship was as swift as wind and lightning, each swing of his sword carrying deadly lethality. Gong Yanan fought back with all her might, but under Mu Lige's fierce attack, she gradually lost the upper hand.
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