Wen Ranran gritted her teeth, and her lips were bloodshot due to excessive exertion. She gritted her teeth, swapped her body with Du Tianshu's, and tied herself to the horse.
In the darkness of the night, the woman's bright and hateful eyes were like the strongest fire, staring at Xia Lihong.
Xia Lihong's eyes were deep, cold and emotionless, and he fired three arrows in his hand, aiming at the woman's heart.
However, when he was about to shoot the arrow, he was stabbed by the scorching gaze and felt a pain in his heart. The three arrows that were originally aimed at the woman's heart actually missed by one point!
The powerful horse neighed violently, Wen Ranran's shoulder made a muffled sound, and the horse also began to twist violently.
Wen Ranran tightened her grip on the reins. At this moment, she felt no pain...
Ignoring the arrow feathers that had penetrated his shoulder, Wen Ranran's lips bleeded, and he flipped over his helmet while looking at the Yan army that finally appeared in front of him.
Behind him, Xia Lihong's eyes were filled with anger and frustration - he could no longer catch up.
A sweet smell surged up in her throat, and Wen Ranran's vision went dark. She could no longer hold on. In the blur, she could only see the silhouette of a young man riding a black horse and leading soldiers.
She almost shouted with all her strength, "Little girl Wen Ranran, please see the Third Prince Yan!"
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"Third Prince! Ahead is Pingzhou, and now...us?" The deputy general next to him hesitated, "But...Mr. Ru Yuan said..."
Yan Tu's glazed eyes shone with excitement, the black horse under him neighed, and a smile appeared on his resolute and young face.
"Ignore him! Let's go! Attack the camp at night! Rush up, Pingzhou is in our pocket, and the soldiers will have food for the winter!"
However, as soon as the army was halfway out, a horse came riding in the moonlight in the dark night.
Vaguely, Yan Tu could see that the figure in white on the horse was actually a woman!
The woman was carrying someone with her, and it looked like she had been hit by an arrow!
Yan Tu subconsciously stopped his horse, and countless soldiers gathered around him, watching the changes in front of him with vigilance, ready to take action at any time to kill the assassin!
However, a shout from the woman's throat shocked Yan Tu.
"Little girl Wen Ranran! Please see the Third Prince Yan!"
The female voice was hoarse, with an almost desperate tone, which made Yan Tu's heart tremble.
Wen Ranran?! The Wen Ranran that Xia Liyuan talks about every day?! How could she appear here?!
"Third Prince...this..."
Yan Tu took a deep breath and made a decisive decision: "Save people first, they shouldn't be spies!"
In the distance, a fire suddenly appeared. Yan Tu looked at the fire and rushed forward towards the woman, but when he saw himself, he stopped in his tracks.
The horse under the woman's crotch was hit by several arrows and was dragging a person with it. The horse could no longer support it and knelt down on its front hooves, knocking them off the horse.
The woman's hair was disheveled and she was in an awkward state, but she still managed to hold on to her last breath.
Yan Tu looked at this troublesome situation. No matter how mature he was as the God of War, he was still only eighteen years old. Facing a woman with such a special status, he didn't know what to do for a while.
Wen Ranran, who fell to the ground, felt that she was about to be thrown to death. When she fell off the horse, she felt that her internal organs were shifting.
Especially when she fell, the arrow stuck to the wound on her shoulder and was broken, making her almost faint from the pain.
But under this severe pain, Wen Ranran became more and more awake.
"No...don't go to Pingzhou. They have laid out a plan. If you go tonight, you will definitely...the whole army will be wiped out!"
Wen Ranran gritted her teeth, her consciousness began to blur, and after barely holding on to say this sentence, she fell into endless darkness.
Behind him, the young general watched everything nervously.
"Third Prince...this..."
Yan Tu frowned, but finally dismounted and picked up the woman.
"Go back to camp first, tonight's combat mission...is cancelled!"