Chapter 215: Reinforcements Have Arrived

Chapter 215: Reinforcements Have Arrived

Outside the city, the reinforcements from Dynasty Yue finally arrived and began their assault on the city.

The confident smile of General Tunning quickly faded as his troops were decimated.

Amidst the continuous retreat, he encountered his only turning point.

"General, we have found a little girl, suspected to be the eldest daughter of the Emperor of Dynasty Yue."

Meanwhile, in the Dynasty Yue military camp, they also received the news.

"Report—General, the infiltrating rescue team has news of the princess."

The person sitting in the commander's seat was none other than Leining. At this moment, the man before the sand table was a stark contrast to the one in the capital.

It was hard to believe that this dignified and composed commander was the same honest and simple-minded general of the Imperial Guards.

Upon hearing the news of the princess, Leining and his subordinates all held their breath, fearing it might be bad news.

Although their main forces were delayed due to damp supplies and gunpowder, the rescue team had been dispatched long ago.

Yet, there had been no trace of Princess Tianwu.

No one knew whether she was hiding effectively or if she had already met her end.

Being in the enemy's den was inherently perilous.

Everyone reassured each other, saying that no news was good news, at least indicating that the princess hadn't been captured by the enemy.

The news brought by the soldiers was neutral: "The princess is safe, evading the enemy's pursuit."

"But she has also evaded our own people, and they are continuing the search."

"We have found Lady Lei first."

Leining paused, realizing that Lady Lei referred to his eldest daughter, Nian'er.

He smiled and praised, "Good, good, first make sure Nian'er is settled properly."

"The priority is still to search for the princess."

"Go and send a message to Nian'er; I will visit her when I have time."

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With Dynasty Yue launching a fierce attack from the front, Tunning couldn't fully focus on capturing Bei Jingchu, but they had also deployed many troops for the capture.

Even though Bei Jingchu was exhausted, the two were cornered by enemies from both sides.

Yan Wei brandished a knife, ensuring no one could lay a finger on her.

He seemed invincible, but Bei Jingchu could tell his condition was flaring up again.

"Why now of all times..."

Yan Wei frowned, sweat dripping like rain from his temples.

"He can't hold on much longer."

"Yan Wei, step down, let me take over."

He didn’t listen and continued to cut down wave after wave of locust-like enemy troops as if slicing through melons and vegetables.

If Bei Jingchu hadn’t seen his last episode and known his pain, she might have believed he was fine and could keep going.

"Yan Wei, step back first. Take a rest."

He didn’t listen.

His sword kept swinging relentlessly.

More enemies fell.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He couldn’t hold on any longer, dropping to one knee, but still struggling to rise.

Bei Jingchu stepped forward, took the sword from Yan Wei, and forcefully cleared a path.

Suddenly, the attackers stopped.

A man cursed in Tunning’s language: "A bunch of useless fools."

"Can’t even catch a child. I want to see what kind of child descended from Tengri."

The crowd parted like a wave, and he strode forward.

A Tunning officer in general’s attire marched straight toward Bei Jingchu.

Bei Jingchu gasped for breath. If this man wasn’t a fool, she had no strength left to fight.

Even if he didn’t join the battle himself, Bei Jingchu had no energy left for this prolonged war of attrition.

Yan Wei clutched his chest, straining to rise, but the pain in his body was too much.

The Tunning officer opposite reached out to her and said in broken Dynasty Yue: "Little princess, come to me obediently."

"Come here. I won’t hurt you."

He feigned a kind and gentle appearance to deceive the child.

But the ferocious look, tainted by countless lives, made his gentle act utterly unconvincing.

Bei Jingchu pressed the long sword to her neck. Though clearly weakened, her spirit remained unbroken.

"What you want is a living person to threaten my father. But what if it’s a corpse?"

The man opposite was stunned, truly intimidated for a moment.

Since the child had already seen through his intentions, there was no need to pretend anymore. He revealed his true colors and threatened, "I’ve heard Dynasty Yue values burial above all. If I whip your corpse, do you think the emperor would mourn his daughter? Would your commander hesitate?"

Bei Jingchu snorted. "Truly despicable."

"Since you’re threatening me and don’t want me dead, it proves I’m more useful alive."

"So go ahead and test me. See if I dare to cut my own throat."

She wasn’t bluffing. If captured by Tunning and used to threaten Dynasty Yue, she’d rather die right here and now!

The Tunning general was momentarily stunned by the sight of a child with such a resolute determination to face death.

How could a child have such a fearless resolve in the face of death?

Even the children of Dynasty Yue's royal family possess such unyielding spirit?

He hesitated to act rashly.

Only when the noise subsided slightly did Bei Jingchu hear the familiar, continuous rumbling in the distance.

She was momentarily stunned.

"Have the reinforcements from Dynasty Yue finally arrived?"

"No wonder the forces sent to capture me have been increasing; even the generals have arrived."

Bei Jingchu tightened her grip on the sword hilt, the blade at her neck held even more firmly.

"In moments like these, when the stakes are at their peak, one must remain vigilant."

"We cannot let the bandits succeed."

Her stalling had paid off; a dart was hurled at the blade pressed against her neck.

Unable to tell friend from foe, Bei Jingchu raised her sword to block.

But the long blade was lowered from her neck.

Reinforcements surrounded them from all sides, and Yanchao quickly made his way to Bei Jingchu's side.

"Your Highness, forgive my tardiness... Your face?"

"This is not the time for reminiscing..."

Bei Jingchu cut him off: "Never mind that, let's go quickly."

Yanchao noticed Yan Wei's condition but knew it wasn't the time to talk. He led the group, escorting Bei Jingchu away first.

Bei Jingchu didn't forget to instruct: "Find someone to carry Yan Zhong on their back."

The rescue team from Dynasty Yue swiftly evacuated their people, soon outrunning their pursuers.

Passing through the city gate, on the city walls, hung the family members of the Ma household.

Dried corpses.

Of course, it wasn't just the Ma household, but she only recognized the Ma family.

It wasn't hard to deduce that the other corpses were also those of officials' families.

The beast who had harmed Xiner, in Bei Jingchu's imagination, would be executed by her order after her father came to fetch her and she regained her status.

The Ma wife, whom she had only met once but left a deep impression, was a shrewd woman.

Beside her was her dowry maid.

She also recognized several ladies who had been taught by Nurse Yu.

Their bodies hung on the city walls, exposed to the elements, serving as a grim warning.

Whether good or bad.

Under the enemy's iron hooves, they all became corpses.

With the two armies currently engaged in battle, no one paid them any attention. They remained hanging there, either to intimidate or to inspire.