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Lin Feng caught the collapsing Urna, saying, "Hold on!"

Urna leaned against his arm, panting heavily, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, yet her eyes remained stubbornly bright: "I...I'm fine...Kill...kill them all..."

Just then, a rapid horn sound, different from the shouts of the Black Wolf Guards, suddenly came from down the mountain!

Immediately following was an even more intense sound of horses' hooves and shouts of battle, surging in from the northeast like a tide!

"Reinforcements?!" Yan Qing's spirits lifted.

Lin Feng looked up and saw about forty or fifty riders, carrying the banners of the Gray Fox tribe, rushing toward Lone Wolf Terrace at lightning speed in the morning light!

The leader was a Di Rong general in his thirties with a sharp face and a short beard. He was holding an iron spear and was the commander of the "Golden Fox Guard" directly under the Khan of the Gray Fox Tribe. He was also the contact person that Urna had arranged beforehand—Bater!

"Batal! It's the Golden Fox Guard! The princess's reinforcements have arrived!" one of Urna's men shouted with elation.

The Black Wolf Guards, who were launching a fierce attack, also noticed the change behind them and slowed down their offensive.

Halbala's expression changed drastically. He turned around and saw that the Golden Fox Guards were coming aggressively, cutting off their retreat and forming an encirclement.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Harbala made a decisive decision, disregarding the need to continue attacking Lone Wolf Platform. He shouted to the remaining Black Wolf Guards, mounted his horse, and fled southwest.

The Golden Fox Guards did not pursue further, quickly taking control of the battlefield and moving towards Lone Wolf Terrace.

Batel charged up the hilltop first, dismounted, and saw Urna covered in blood. His eyes flashed with pity and anger. He knelt on one knee: "Commander Urna! I am late, I deserve to die!"

"No...not too late..." Urna struggled to stand up, pushed away Lin Feng's hand that was supporting her, and said to Batel.

"Bater, this is Commander Lin of Ironwall City, a distinguished guest of the princess. It is thanks to Commander Lin's desperate protection that we... have managed to hold out until now."

Batel looked at Lin Feng, patted his chest, and bowed: "Batel, Commander of the Golden Fox Guard of the Gray Fox Tribe, on behalf of Her Highness the Princess, thanks Commander Lin for saving my life!"

"Commander Batel, there's no need for such formalities. It's my duty." Lin Feng returned the greeting with clasped hands, feeling relieved.

"How is Commander Urna's injury? She needs to be taken back to the royal court for treatment immediately!" Batel asked urgently.

"It's just a flesh wound, I won't die." Urna waved her hand, but her pale face and swaying figure betrayed her. "Princess...is the princess alright? How is the situation at the royal court?"

Batel's expression darkened, and he said in a low voice, "The princess is well, but the situation in the royal court... is becoming increasingly tense. Prince Burte, using the pretext of the Black Wolf Guard being attacked and the border being unstable, has forcibly taken over part of the royal court's defenses. The princess is being effectively placed under house arrest in her palace, and she is being monitored every time she goes out."

The situation was indeed critical! Urna gritted her teeth: "Go! Back to the royal court immediately!"

"Your injury..." Lin Feng frowned.

"We'll talk about it on the way!" Urna said firmly.

After a short rest, the group mounted their horses and, under the protection of Batel's Golden Fox Guards, galloped toward the Grey Fox Tribe's royal court.

With the Golden Fox Guards, who were familiar with the roads and quite capable, escorting them, the journey became much smoother. Although Urna was seriously injured, she had taken the witch doctor's secret medicine, which had slightly improved her spirits. She insisted on riding alongside Lin Feng and explaining the situation inside the royal court to him.

"Berte controls most of the royal guards. Although the Golden Fox Guards are loyal to the Khan and the princess, they are insufficient in number and scattered. The Khan is old and ailing, often in a coma, and many decrees are actually controlled by Berte. Among the old ministers in the court, some have been bribed, some have been coerced, and very few dare to speak up for the princess." Ulna's voice was weak, but her reasoning was clear. "Feng Kun colluded with Berte, plotting to obtain the jade pendant, and even intending to use it to control the Gray Fox tribe, and even... possibly harm the Khan and the princess. Now, besides me and a few absolutely loyal maids and guards, almost no one around the princess can be trusted."

"Where is the jade pendant now? Is it still safe?" This was Lin Feng's biggest concern.

"The secret chamber in the princess's palace is riddled with traps, and only the princess and I know how to open it. Although Boerte and Feng Kun have suspicions, they haven't found the exact location yet, and they dare not openly search the princess's palace for fear of provoking a backlash from the Golden Fox Guards and some of the old ministers. But the longer it drags on, the greater the variables will become," Urna said worriedly.

"How will we see the princess after we return?"

"Bater will make the arrangements. Although the princess's palace is under surveillance, it's not a monolithic entity. I will find a way to secretly bring the guard into the palace. However..." She looked at Lin Feng, her eyes filled with pleading and determination, "Guard, the princess's safety, the future of the Gray Fox tribe, now largely rests on your shoulders. Urna begs you, Guard, to help the princess through this ordeal! Urna... is willing to swear on her life that the princess is not an ungrateful person, and the Gray Fox tribe is willing to be on good terms with the Great Yan forever!"

She struggled on the horse and bowed deeply to Lin Feng.

"Rest assured, Miss Urna," Lin Feng said in a deep voice. "Now that I'm here, I will do my utmost. Not only for the princess, for the Gray Fox tribe, but also for the peace of the border, and to eliminate this scoundrel Feng Kun!"

"Thank you for guarding!" Urna looked up, tears welling in her eyes, the excitement of surviving a disaster and seeing hope.

The group traveled swiftly, avoiding main roads and major tribes, taking only secluded paths. Along the way, they encountered two small groups of cavalry under Bolte's command, but Batel either brushed them off or dispersed them, claiming they were the Golden Fox Guard on official business. Clearly, although Bolte held considerable power, he had not yet fully controlled all forces and still harbored reservations about the Golden Fox Guard, the Khan's personal army.

As the sun set, the outlines of a continuous stretch of tents and earthen buildings appeared on the distant horizon. Flags fluttered in the afterglow of the sunset, and the scale was far larger than any of the tribal camps seen along the way; this was the royal court of the Gray Fox tribe.

"We're here." Urna perked up and pointed to a relatively independent group of buildings built against the mountain in the southeast direction of the royal court. "That's the princess's 'Moon Palace.' If we go around to the back of the mountain, there's a secret passage that leads into the palace."

"Bater, you lead your men back to camp from the front to draw attention. I'll lead Commander Lin into the palace through the secret passage," Urna instructed Bater.

Urna then said to Lin Feng, "Commander, come with me. General Yan Qing, please stay with Batel for now. We will contact you as soon as possible."

"Okay." Lin Feng nodded to Yan Qing, indicating that he should follow the instructions.

The group split into two. Batel, leading a large contingent of Golden Fox Guards and Yan Qing, swaggered towards the main gate of the royal court.

Urna, along with Lin Feng and two of her most trusted Golden Fox Guards, circled around to the mountains behind the royal court.

About half an hour later, they arrived at the entrance of a very secluded cave, half-hidden by vines and rocks.

Urna gestured for the two Golden Fox Guards to stand guard outside, then pushed aside the vines and slipped inside first. Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, then crouched down and followed.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a faint light appeared ahead, accompanied by the sound of flowing water.

At the end is a small natural cave with an underground spring flowing through one side, and the stone wall on the other side looks normal.

Urna stepped forward and pressed on several inconspicuous protrusions beside the stone wall in a specific order. With a few soft "clicks," a section of the stone wall silently slid open, revealing a stone staircase extending upwards behind it. At the end of the staircase, a dim yellow light shone down.

"That's the inner chamber of the princess's palace," Urna whispered, a hint of relief finally appearing in her eyes, but her body swayed, almost unable to stand.

Lin Feng quickly steadied her, saying, "Be careful."

Urna leaned on his arm, catching her breath for a moment before regaining her balance. She gave Lin Feng a pale but genuine smile: "Finally... we're back. Guard, please come with me, the princess... is waiting for us."

The two stepped onto the stone steps and walked upwards. The steps were not long, and at the end, there was what appeared to be a stone wall.

Urna then pressed on several inconspicuous protrusions beside the stone wall in a specific order. Part of the stone wall silently slid open inward, revealing a large area of ​​light.

A soft, slightly tense female voice came from the light, asking in the Di Rong language, "Who is it?"