"ah……"
Yang Liuer screamed and fell to the ground, her eyes fixed on Qingqing's direction.
"No……"
Seeing Yang Liuer fall to the ground, Qingqing glared angrily, flicked her long whip, and instantly entangled the enemy soldier who was about to strike Yang Liuer, throwing him into the air.
With a "bang," the soldier fell to the ground, accompanied by the sound of flesh being torn apart.
Qingqing turned around and twisted the head off the enemy soldier behind her.
Then he immediately flew to Yang Liuer's side.
Yang Liuer stared intently at the blood in Qingqing's mouth.
If you want, then go...
She moved her lips, making a silent sound, "Go..."
Qingqing didn't look at her, but simply protected her behind her as she fought against the enemy soldiers.
The soldiers on the field fell one by one, leaving only a few of them.
Qingqing's eyes were bloodshot, she was panting heavily, and large beads of sweat mixed with blood dripped from her forehead and down her cheeks to the ground.
With each movement she made, fresh blood splattered onto her body and then onto her face.
Until the last soldier behind her fell.
She had no strength left, and bright red blood was slowly flowing from her wounds.
She knelt down on one knee.
She looked down at Ahua, who was looking down at her.
Ahua's eyes were cold, and her voice was low, "As long as you surrender to Rouran, I can spare your life."
"Oh……"
Qingqing smiled, and blood flowed from her mouth with her movements.
With bloodshot eyes, she said, "Kill me all you want, I, Qingqing... will never abandon the soldiers behind me."
Ahua looked at her and said nothing more.
He then said to Chengzhen, "I'll leave the people to you to handle."
After saying that, he rode away.
"ah……"
Qingqing used her last bit of strength to rush towards Yuzhen.
Ahua ignored the sounds of clashing swords behind her, as if that would make her unable to hear anything at all.
A moment later, she wiped away her tears and said coldly to Yu Chengzhen, who had caught up with her, "Let's go."
The scene was completely silent, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the wild grass.
The sound of horses' hooves rang out.
When Qi Nuan arrived, all she saw were corpses scattered all over the ground, and bright red blood, so red it was almost blinding. The stench of blood in the air was so strong that it made Qi Nuan dizzy.
They were late.
"Ah...no, how could this happen...Qingqing, Qingqing..."
Xiao Xing fell off the horse and scrambled into the corpses to search for them.
The moon was partially obscured in the sky, eventually disappearing completely into the clouds.
In the darkness, a blood-stained hand was weakly raised upwards.
There are still living people.
Everyone rushed to her side. It was Yang Liuer. When she saw Qi Nuan and the others, Yang Liuer's raised hand immediately fell down.
Qi Nuan grabbed her hand and quickly stuffed the pill into Yang Liuer's mouth.
"Qingqing..."
Yang Liuer pointed in the direction of Qingqing.
Xiao Xing spotted Qingqing on the ground at first glance.
"Ah, ah, Qingqing, Qingqing, wake up..."
With trembling hands, Qi Nuan placed her hand on Qingqing's neck, and the tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally fell.
Jiang Yu supported Qi Nuan, her eyes as deep as a still pool.
"No, no, Qingqing, don't lie to me, how could you die? They promised me they wouldn't hurt you..."
Upon hearing this, everyone immersed in grief turned their gaze toward Xiaoxing.
Yang Liuer, who was lying on the ground, reacted even more intensely.
She stared at Xiaoxing with a ferocious expression, her eyes filled with boundless hatred, "It's you...it's you...ah..."
She screamed in pain.
Chu Guanzhi held her tightly to prevent her from becoming overly excited.
However, his gaze towards Xiaoxing was equally icy cold. Ever since the incident with Wu Jiliang, he had developed an intense hatred for traitors.
"What happened?"
Qi Nuan looked at Xiao Xing.
Then she slapped him hard across the face.
Xiao Xing didn't look at them, but just hugged Qingqing's body, snot running down her face, and kept apologizing to Qingqing.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... I didn't expect them to hurt you, Qingqing, wake up..."
Who is he trying to impress with this act?
Qi Nuan snatched Qingqing from his arms and slapped him away.
His eyes were devoid of any warmth.
Gao Ge could no longer contain his anger, grabbed him, and punched him in the face.
"Look at all these people on the ground, they all died because of you. Don't you have any conscience at all? Don't you feel any remorse when you see these corpses all over the ground?"
After saying that, he threw another punch, knocking Xiaoxing to the ground.
"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry...Qingqing..."
He struggled to pull Qingqing from Qi Nuan's arms.
Qi Nuan didn't want to look at him anymore and threw the dagger beside him.
Hugging Qingqing with her back to him, she took a deep breath and said, "Qingqing said she would marry you after returning from Rouran, but you are not worthy. Since you have wronged her, go down and atone for the sacrificed soldiers."
After saying that, he walked over to Chu Guanzhi and gestured for him to take Jiang Yangliu'er with him.
As long as Ayu is here, that's fine.
The soldiers gave way to Qi Nuan and the others.
After she left, everyone's eyes fell on Xiaoxing.
They didn't understand why Xiaoxing would betray them; Xiaoxing had always been a veteran in the Shangjun army.
They've been through thick and thin together all these years, sharing life and death, and weathering countless storms.
But the more he does this, the more unacceptable his behavior becomes.
Upon hearing Qi Nuan's words, Xiao Xing was stunned, then burst into laughter after a moment.
He stared blankly in the direction Qi Nuan and the others had left, then looked up at Jiang Yu and the others. Each of them looked at him with cold resentment.
He closed his eyes.
"It was me, it was I who informed the Rouran of the army's whereabouts...it was me who delayed the rescue..."
The burning torches crackled and hissed in the darkness.
The firelight illuminated their eyes, and the anger within them burned ever brighter, just like the torches.
Jiang Yu and Yan Gong simply watched him quietly, while the others grew increasingly furious as they listened, wishing they could tear him to pieces.
After he finished speaking, he quickly picked up the dagger from the ground and plunged it into his heart.
Gao Ge instinctively tried to stop him, but it was too late.
Xiao Xing then fell to the ground, his eyes open, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky.
Tears streamed down his face. Yes, Qi Nuan was right. He was not good enough for Qingqing, never had been.
Everyone who witnessed this scene had mixed feelings.
Jiang Yu's voice was low and hoarse.
"Take the soldiers' bodies back."
All the soldiers busied themselves, identifying the bodies of their former comrades among the corpses.
The night was dark, and even though the Rouran king was dead, no one was happy about it.
The strong smell of blood assaulted their senses; it was the blood of their compatriots.
Everyone felt depressed.
Xiao Xing is dead, so who should these people hate?
Do they hate the Rouran people? Do they hate war?
But they all knew that war was inevitable, and all they hoped for was for peace to come soon.
They are also working towards this goal.
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