I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1059 Princess
"It seems that these big shots never forget to take their wealth with them before they flee."

Su Yao weighed the jar of silver coins in his hand, sneered, and tossed it to his personal guard: "Seal it up first, and hand it over to Zijing when we get back."

The guards responded in unison and collected the wine jars piled on the ground one by one.

"Your Highness, look here again."

The speaker this time was Anmoti, who found a few scattered silver coins on the ground at the first cave entrance on the right.

"Look, these must be coins they accidentally spilled while they were escaping."

Anmoti hurriedly suggested giving chase, but Su Yao said, "No, this is an illusion."

Su Yao squatted down, gently brushing his fingers over the scattered silver coins, then picked up a bit of dust from the edge of the hole and sniffed it.

“Anmoti, look at these silver coins.” Su Yao pointed to the ground. “If they were scattered during a hasty escape, they should have rolled out of the hole in a straight line. But look, these silver coins seem to have been deliberately placed around the hole, distributed too evenly.”

Anmoti leaned closer and saw that Su Yao had indeed said so. He immediately realized, "Your Majesty is wise! It was I who was foolish and almost deceived by them!"

Su Yao stood up, his gaze sweeping over the other openings: "True survivors would never try to attract attention with valuables at a time like this. They would definitely choose the most hidden and least likely to be discovered passage."

He walked to the second hole on the left. The dust here clearly showed signs of disturbance, as if someone had haphazardly swept it with their feet in an attempt to cover it up.

Su Yao bent down and picked up a thin purple thread from the edge of the cave entrance. The thread was of luxurious color and was obviously from the clothing of nobles.

"This is it, follow me!"

Although he shouted "Follow me!", Su Yao vanished in an instant.

He raced through the passage and caught up with his fleeing target in no time.

They were two beautiful women whose graceful figures could still be seen even in their hasty escape, and one other woman.
"So the Parthian Empire also had eunuchs?"

Su Yao's voice echoed in the narrow secret passage, tinged with amusement.

The man referred to as the "eunuch" froze, then whirled around, his face still covered in mud. It was none other than Shapur, the court secretary who had vanished without a trace. The two women behind him, without a doubt, could be none other than the Parthian king's two favorite concubines.

"People of Qin?"

"He actually understands my language of peace?"

A slightly older princess, around twenty years old, gasped in surprise, clearly not expecting this Eastern conqueror to be so knowledgeable about foreign lands. The younger princess, about sixteen or seventeen, shrank behind her, her beautiful, frightened eyes peeking out as she clutched her purple skirt tightly.

Shapur's face turned deathly pale. He instinctively shielded the two princesses behind him and shouted in a hoarse voice, "You...you stay away! I am the court secretary personally appointed by the King of Parthia. If you harm me, there will be no turning back for either country!"

"What do you mean by 'left room for maneuver'?"

Su Yao stepped forward slowly. In the narrow space of the secret passage, the firelight reflected off his silver armor flickered on his face: "From the moment you declared war on my Great Han, there was no turning back."

Su Yao pointed his golden pestle, and a buzzing sound echoed through the passage: "Speak, Lord Shapur, are you going to come out with me yourself, or should I knock you out and drag you out?"

"Wait a minute."

The older princess suddenly spoke, her voice trembling but not lacking in composure: "General, we are willing to surrender. As long as you can guarantee our safety, I am willing to tell you everything I know."

“Amina! You have no right to speak!” Shapur was both shocked and furious, but was coldly interrupted by the princess: “My lord, do you still want to struggle now? Look behind you.”

Shapur turned around abruptly and saw that the young princess had already collapsed to the ground in fright, and that Amina had secretly taken the scimitar from his waist and thrown it on the ground.

"You bitch!" Shapur's eyes were bloodshot, but Su Yao kicked him in the back of the knee, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"take away!"

Su Yao was too lazy to waste words with him, and turned to the personal guards who had arrived later, instructing, "Hand Shapur over to Anmoti for interrogation. As for the other two..." Amina's heart pounded, and she heard Su Yao pause and say, "Take them out first, and find a clean place in the mansion to settle them properly. We'll deal with them after the war subsides."

Upon hearing this, the older princess named Amina's eyes flashed with a complex emotion, while the younger princess remained trembling, clinging tightly to Amina's sleeve.

The guards stepped forward to help the two up, but Amina suddenly curtsied and said, "This humble servant Amina thanks the general for sparing our lives."

Su Yao turned around and glanced at her a couple more times, so An Moti quickly stepped forward to introduce her:
"Your Majesty is wise. Amina is the most beloved concubine of the Parthian King. Her father was once the governor of Khorasan and is extremely familiar with the inner workings of Parthia. Keeping her alive may be of great use."

"In that case, you can find someone to take care of him for now."

After saying this, Su Yao hurriedly walked out, instructing his personal guards as he went: "Pass down the order that all remaining enemy forces in the city be wiped out before dawn, and post notices to reassure the people. Anyone who surrenders voluntarily will be treated leniently."

Meanwhile, the street fighting outside the governor's mansion continued. Parthian soldiers held out stubbornly in the houses, but were no match for the Han army's crossbows and grenades. Yufuluo's Xiongnu cavalry were even more ferocious, chasing after the fleeing enemy on horseback, their scimitars flashing with blood.

"There's something unusual going on in the direction of Bahram's residence!" a scout reported on horseback.

Su Yao looked up and saw flames soaring into the sky in the north of the city, with the faint sound of metal clashing.

A slight smile played on his lips: "Looks like this lion has some skill."

"This humble general is willing to go and capture the thief!"

Upon arriving at the governor's mansion, Hufre immediately spurred his horse to request permission to fight, with two bloody heads still hanging from his saddle.

“Let’s go together.” Su Yao mounted his horse, the golden pestle spinning in his palm. “I also want to go and see this defeated general.”

Inside Bahram's residence, the Parthian general, wielding a scimitar, stood guard at the entrance to the inner chamber, holding off the enemy like a lone warrior.

At his feet lay the corpses of several Han and Hu soldiers. Even though their armor was soaked in blood, their eyes were still bloodshot as they stared at the approaching Han soldiers.

"Warriors of the Suren family, fight to the death and never surrender!" Bahram roared, slashing down a Hun swordsman who charged forward, but was caught off guard by another Han warrior's halberd, which struck him in the shoulder.

However, Bahram remained calm in the face of danger. Protected by his armor, he slightly turned to deflect the force and withstood the blow. Then, he swung his sword back, and the halberd warrior had no time to retract his attack. Blood immediately streamed down his arm, and he had no choice but to drop his weapon.

"Come on! Let's do it again!"

"If you want to kill me, then pay with your life!"

Bahram roared with the shouts of fierce battle, but the next moment...
"General! Something terrible has happened! The back door has been breached!" The guard's cries came from inside the room.

Bahram turned around abruptly and saw his daughter, Safia, being pushed and shoved by several Hun soldiers, her clothes disheveled, her face full of terror.

“Father!” Safia cried out and struggled, but the Hun soldiers roughly grabbed her long hair.

"Let her go!" Bahram's eyes widened in fury, and ignoring his injured shoulder, he lunged forward. Just then—

"Whoosh!"

An arrow pierced the air and struck his wrist with deadly accuracy. His scimitar clattered to the ground, and Bahram cried out in pain, collapsing to his knees.

"Stop it all!"

Su Yao rode his horse into the courtyard, the golden pestle gleaming in the morning light. His gaze swept over the mess in the courtyard, finally settling on the tear-streaked Shafiya: "Yu Chanyu, what are the rules of my military discipline?"

Yufuluo hurriedly dismounted and begged for forgiveness: "General Tian, ​​please forgive me! It was my fault for not disciplining them properly!" As he spoke, he turned around and whipped each of the Xiongnu soldiers.

"You scoundrel! Didn't you hear we're forbidden from humiliating women?!"

"What's going on? Do you think we're short of women? You're making a fool of yourself here!"

(End of this chapter)