She refused to marry.

The moment the word "kill" landed, war drums thundered and horns wailed.

The three thousand vanguard troops launched their attack simultaneously, their horses galloping forward, swords and spears raised, and the clanging of metal against metal echoing through the air.

Zhang Qiang was startled; the prince had disregarded his own life and ordered the start of the war.

Xiao Xuanjing lowered his eyes and said to Zhang Qiang, "General Zhang, I never thought of returning to camp alive today."

She was innocent; the general's life was saved by her!

If she does not survive today, General Zhang, please treat her body with care!

Xiao Xuanjing stood up, loosened his grip on Zhang Qiang, mounted his horse, and galloped towards Su Wanwan's direction.

Zhang Qiang got up and looked at Feng Chenjun's back, feeling a surge of unprecedented emotion.

He knew the fate of women on the battlefield.

Lord Fengchen was so reckless with his life for the sake of a woman.

Xiao Xuanjing spurred his horse forward, his long, silvery-white hair flying wildly in the wind.

I was three hundred paces away from her.

Two hundred steps...

Hundred steps...

in time.

Hearing the bugle call, Su Wanwan suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Can the story finally start over?

He stopped and listened to the shouts of thousands of soldiers behind him.

That feeling of impending death returned.

If she had to do it again, she would definitely hide even further away, away from the Princess's residence and away from the imperial court.

Su Wanwan raised her head, wanting to see that face again. As Feng Chenjun drew closer, the frustration that had been weighing on her heart for so long disappeared.

"Your Majesty..."

Xiao Xuanjing reached out from behind her, slipped under her armpits, scooped her up, and pulled her into his arms.

They turned their horses around and galloped back to camp.

The moment they rushed into the valley entrance, the hundred elite soldiers behind them moved simultaneously, lining up in a row.

The valley entrance is narrow, with sheer cliffs on both sides, barely wide enough for ten people to walk side by side.

This is a natural and dangerous pass, which Xiao Xuanjing searched for over a month and found to be the best place for battle.

"rise!"

Lieutenant Song Huai shouted, and the three tripwires hidden on the ground were simultaneously pulled up, taut and straight.

The dozen or so riders at the front couldn't stop in time; their horses tripped and the riders were thrown off, crashing heavily to the ground.

"pull!"

Before the people behind could react, countless boulders and logs suddenly rolled down from the mountain walls on both sides.

Boulders crashed into the cavalry, shattering horses' legs and flattening their armor. Screams and the sound of bones breaking mingled together, echoing repeatedly through the canyon.

Dust rose up, obscuring visibility and the enemy's route of attack.

"put!"

At Song Huai's command, a hundred men simultaneously drew their bows and released their arrows.

The valley entrance is narrow; as long as the arrow is shot in that direction, it will definitely hit its target.

Arrows rained down, and some of the cavalrymen charging forward by King Changxin were tripped up by the corpses in front of them.

The formation was thrown into chaos, with people running in all directions. Some turned back and ran into the ranks behind them, causing collisions and trampling, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

Three thousand elite soldiers.

One wave falls, another surges up.

The hundred men quickly ran out of arrows.

"Hold the valley entrance!!"

Song Huai led the group back to the Eight-Ox Crossbow, where they pulled back the crossbow and fired giant arrows continuously at the valley entrance.

The Eight-Bull Crossbow has extremely strong penetrating power; a single arrow fired can almost withstand the attack of dozens of people.

The pace of the attack slowed down.

The generals behind began to hesitate, to observe, and to doubt how many weapons were actually in front.

Seizing that fleeting moment, Song Huai shouted hoarsely, "Pull!"

The barbs buried in the ground sprang out of the soil, densely covering the area thirty feet at the mouth of the valley.

The tip of the stake is coated with poison; stepping on it will ruin your life.

Screams rose and fell as horses' hooves and people's feet were pierced, blood flowed across the ground, and the scene was chaotic.

The elite troops of King Changxin's 200,000-strong army were accustomed to bullying the weak and oppressing the many.

Yet these hundred emaciated, sallow-faced wounded soldiers in front of him possessed such explosive power.

"Sound the retreat!" Prince Changxin gritted his teeth and gave the order, "Withdraw the troops and regroup!"

He couldn't believe that a hundred or so men could have wounded his thousand elite troops.

The sound of a gong echoed through the canyon.

After Prince Changxin withdrew his troops, Xiao Xuanjing gathered his hundred soldiers and redeployed them.

Finally, glancing at the woman on the ground, he pointed to the towering mountain behind him, hundreds of feet high, and asked, "Who is willing to help her climb out of the mountain and escort her out?"

Song Huai stepped forward.

"General Song is willing?" Xiao Xuanjing asked, glancing sideways.

Song Huai shook his head, "Your Majesty, even if I were alone, I would only have a few percent chance of success, let alone carrying a woman on my back."

"So?" Xiao Xuanjing lowered his eyes.

"This humble general has a suggestion!" Song Huai said, "If Your Majesty sends her out, and Your Majesty can get out, Vice General Jian's chances of victory will increase significantly. If the brothers survive, they can be the first to burn incense for us in the future!!!"

"I second that!"

"I second that!"

…………

Seeing his lord hesitate, Song Huai stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, if we are all wiped out, who will offer incense to our brothers in the afterlife? If Your Majesty can leave, at least our brothers' families will be taken care of..."

"yes!"

The hundred soldiers nodded repeatedly.

"If Prince Changxin ascends the throne, we will all be traitors and rebels, and our families may even be implicated... Your Majesty, you should leave..."

One of the soldiers led the horse over and said, "Your Majesty, we retreated all the way from Qingxia Pass to Bailian Mountain. We fought for more than three months, enduring hunger, cold, and injuries, but no one has ever escaped. If Your Majesty does not leave today, the lives we, a hundred men, fought to the death to save will have been in vain."

The mountains suddenly fell silent.

Xiao Xuanjing pondered for a moment, then said, "Horse."

The soldier leading the horse's eyes reddened, and he stuffed the reins into the horse's hand.

Xiao Xuanjing bent down, picked Su Wanwan up from the ground, placed her on the horse's back, put one arm around her waist and held the reins with the other.

Then he mounted his horse and faced the hundred soldiers. "All men, listen to my command! After blowing up the valley, await reinforcements!"

"yes!"

The generals and soldiers said.

Xiao Xuanjing's Adam's apple bobbed.

One hundred wounded soldiers stood ramrod straight.

"You are not traitors. You are the loyal bones of the Chen Kingdom."

Song Huai took the lead, kneeling on one knee: "May Your Majesty be victorious!"

Behind them, a hundred voices rang out in unison.

"May Your Majesty be victorious!"

"May Your Majesty be victorious!!"

"May Your Majesty be victorious!!!"

Xiao Xuanjing sat behind Su Wanwan, turned the horse around, and squeezed its flanks with his legs.

They sped off into the depths of the valley.

Outside the valley entrance, the sound of war drums could be heard as King Changxin regrouped.

Song Huai stood up. "Brothers, it's our turn. Let's go up the mountain!"

Su Wanwan sat on her horse, her hand aching uncontrollably, while Feng Chenjun's white hair occasionally brushed against her cheek.

She leaned against Feng Chenjun's chest, feeling disheveled but never as at ease as she did now.

She drifted off to sleep, and Xiao Xuanjing, holding the soft woman in his arms, saw her swaying precariously. "Wake up... don't sleep..."

Su Wanwan opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

She was so tired that she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, she felt that she was tied up again.

He was completely unable to move.