After leaving my father and keeping my son, I built my own wealthy family, and my ex-husband's

"Don't be afraid... I'm here to save you," Mingyun said softly.

The other person couldn't understand her words, but could tell from her tone and expression that she had no hostility.

Seeing that the woman might faint or even die at any moment due to excessive blood loss, Mingyun quickly tore strips of cloth from her clothes and tied them around her thighs.

This will minimize her blood loss.

Then, Mingyun used the same method to lasso the woman with the broken leg and the unconscious woman, and dragged them back the way they came.

Torrential rain and continuous artillery fire.

Bullets occasionally grazed past Mingyun, and grenades struck her nearby.

She was almost knocked unconscious several times.

But each time she stood up again, carried the wounded to the edge of the cliff, and continued to use the long rope she had left behind to lower the wounded to the bottom of the cliff.

After receiving basic first aid and bandaging at the camp, the female instructor, leaning on two makeshift canes made of tree branches, limped to the outside of the tent and looked up at the wounded soldier slowly descending down the cliff.

Then his gaze moved upwards and landed on the tall, slender figure on the edge of the cliff.

Under the vast, overcast sky, the figure looked exceptionally small, as if the storm could overturn her at any moment.

The female instructor assumed that Mingyun would come down after rescuing three members of the Watchers.

Unexpectedly, after the two women were rescued, Mingyun got up again and left the cliff edge.

Mingyun was exhausted, so exhausted that her body became numb and she could hardly feel any pain.

Only one thought remained in my mind.

Save people, save more people.

Over time.

She constantly traveled between war-torn areas and cliffs.

One wounded soldier after another was brought back by her.

Gradually, at the bottom of the cliff, apart from the watchmen who were taking care of the seriously injured, everyone else gathered together and looked up.

Everyone couldn't help but feel nervous and worried for Mingyun.

Some people even knelt on the ground to pray for her.

Every time Mingyun appeared at the edge of the cliff, everyone breathed a sigh of relief for her, but when she returned to the battlefield again, everyone began to worry again.

Five... six... seven...

Ten...twelve...

The number of wounded people rescued by Mingyun is constantly increasing.

With the Watchers' high command having already decided to abandon rescuing wounded soldiers who were unable to move on the battlefield, only Mingyun persisted.

No one knows how she managed to hold on.

Half a day has passed.

She has rescued fifty-three wounded people in total.

But she still didn't stop.

Her ill-fitting combat uniform was worn through, her face was covered in mud and blood, and her hands and feet were covered in bloody wounds.

When I was really tired, I would kneel on the ground, tilt my head back, and let some cold rainwater wash over me to wake myself up.

She didn't want to lie down; once she did, she might never be able to stand up again.

Gradually, evening arrived.

The downpour was about to stop, and glimpses of the setting sun were peeking through the gaps in the dark clouds on the horizon.

The number of people Mingyun rescued reached an unbelievable 105.

This number is negligible compared to the total number of people participating in this decisive battle.

But the Watchers have fought hundreds of battles, large and small, over the years, and have never seen anyone single-handedly bring back so many wounded soldiers who have lost their ability to move.

As night was about to fall over this land where humans were killing each other.

At the bottom of the cliff, more and more people knelt on the ground, facing upwards, and prayed for Mingyun in an ancient language.

"Mingyun...please come back soon." The female instructor stared at the edge of the cliff, tears welling in her eyes.

At this moment, Mingyun's physical strength was almost exhausted to the limit.

She gazed at the endless battlefield before her, and further away, at the last rays of the setting sun peeking through the gaps in the dark clouds, about to disappear below the horizon.

"God...please, let me...let me save a few more..."

She made a weak plea.

Dragging his legs, which felt as heavy as a million pounds, he continued walking forward.

As night fell completely.

This time, the Watchers at the bottom of the cliff waited for a very, very long time, longer than ever before, but they did not see that figure appear again.

Everyone's hearts sank.

Perhaps, Mingyun fell on the battlefield and will never come back.

To them, Mingyun was a foreigner, or even someone they had captured and forced to serve in the army at the front lines.

Unexpectedly, this person who should have resented them ended up saving so many of their comrades.

Mingyun's actions gave them an unprecedented spiritual shock.

Just when they thought Mingyun was gone forever and were about to disobey orders from their superiors and send a small team to search for her.

Mingyun's figure appeared once again beside the cliff.

This time, she also brought back three wounded soldiers.

People wept with joy and cheered for Mingyun.

As the three wounded soldiers were successively sent down, the Watchers only realized after they received them that they were actually three members of the Bero Star!

Someone immediately ordered the three to be executed.

Mingyun's female instructor stepped forward to stop them, using her own body to shield the Watchmen who were about to fire.

"What are you going to do?" The other person looked incredulous.

The watchtower here also knew about this female soldier's situation.

Her family was considered wealthy in the area, but they were attacked by the Star of Bero. After she returned from studying abroad, all of her family members, more than a dozen in total, were killed by members of the Star of Bero.

She thus became the most hated person on Bero Star in the entire Watchers.

Even though she was a woman, she learned to treat her enemies in the most ruthless way.

But now, she's actually stopping her comrades from killing the enemy.

"These three people were also saved by Mingyun," the female instructor said. "Do you really want her to come back and find that the people she risked her life to save have been killed by you? Put down your guns!"

The guards hesitated for two seconds, then slowly lowered their guns and ordered the three wounded enemy soldiers to be taken to have their wounds treated.

Then, Mingyun also climbed down the cliff, holding onto the rope.

The crowd rushed to her aid, reaching out to support her as she landed.

Mingyun looked around.

Everyone's eyes were on her.

No one spoke, but those eyes looked as if they were seeing a god.

She could no longer move her feet, slowly exhaled, closed her eyes, and slumped down...

……

When Mingyun woke up, it was two days later.

Inside a small tent set up just for her, the female instructor stayed by her side.

The first thing she said when she opened her eyes was, "Is the war over? Where are my medical team members?"

The female instructor helped her sit up, fed her porridge, and said, "The battle is over. I've had people contact other combat teams to find your teammates."

"Mingyun... thank you."

The female instructor continued, "You not only saved more than a hundred of our comrades, but you saved all of us."

Mingyun was surprised. "Huh? What do you mean?"