The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Meng Xuanhe woke up, gasping for breath. The sudden image popped into her mind and she almost couldn't react.

It was originally thought that the world was now at peace, but unexpectedly, the deposed Crown Prince Xie Jingce, who was saved by the previous emperor of Northern Liang, would attempt to rebel, and Yan Chengan was also killed in the war to quell the rebellion.

Recalling the scenes on the battlefield just now, Meng Xuanhe intuitively felt this dynasty.

At that time, she could ask Ying Wugui to perform puppetry, but now she can only rely on herself.

Meng Xuanhe was unsure and could only send a letter to Chang'an.

Yan Chengan was still in Chang'an dealing with important matters, and Xie Lin had already noticed the news of the unrest in other tribes. Without solid evidence, he could not convict Xie Jingce.

Because it was written in Xie Yu's will that if the deposed prince behaved himself, Xie Lin must let him live a peaceful life and must not harm his life.

So Xie Lin sent Yan Cheng'an to another tribe, and he only brought a small team with him so as not to attract attention.

Naturally, Meng Xuanhe's letter did not reach Yan Cheng'an. When the letter reached Chang'an, Yan Cheng'an was already in another country.

There were many spies of Xie Lin in the other tribes, who secretly observed Xie Jingce's every move and reported it to Yan Cheng'an. Yan Cheng'an was patient, and before the reinforcements from the imperial court arrived, their small team would not act rashly.

Xie Jingce seemed to have been secretly planning for a long time. Ten days later, he officially took control of the imperial military power in Bie Fan and announced his rebellion.

All the ministers who followed the prince in the court were demoted to other foreign countries, where the climate was extreme and the conditions were harsh, and it was nothing compared to the wealth and glory they had in the court in Chang'an.

They are plotting rebellion, and some even collude with ministers in the current court.

With the joint efforts of both inside and outside, the Northern Dynasty was caught off guard.

Before the news came, Meng Xuanhe had already left for another country. Because it had been quite some time since she sent the letter to Yan Chengan, and Yan Chengan had not replied, so naturally he had not received the letter.

On the way to Biefan, news came that General Yan had led his troops in rebellion, and Meng Xuanhe's heart sank.

That was Beifan, where millions of soldiers of the Northern Dynasty fell. Could she really take Yan Chengan away safely?

Meng Xuanhe felt panic-stricken, thinking that she might even die in this rebellion, but she really couldn't bear to watch Yan Cheng'an die.

On the way, she hesitated again and again and wrote a letter to Xie Lin.

Although she didn't know whether this letter would reach Xie Lin's hands, only by trying this would she have a glimmer of hope to rescue Yan Cheng'an safely.

Even if she would reveal her identity in front of Xie Lin, Meng Xuanhe would not dare to gamble with Yan Chengan's life.

The letter was cast with a directional spell and would arrive at the Chang'an Palace as scheduled.

The journey to Bie Fan was long, and Meng Xuanhe stopped and walked along the way, and also studied a lot of painting spirit techniques. Entering the Blue Road, many powerful techniques can be used.

But this is far from enough for the cruel battlefield.

At the same time, the rebellion of other tribes had also begun.

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A few days later, Meng Xuanhe stood on a hillside and looked into the distance.

Because Beifan King Xie Jingce had already rebelled, and many people did not want to be implicated in the war, many people fled on the small road out of Beifan city, carrying their bags, for fear of being involved in the war.

Meng Xuanhe went against the flow of people, and a few kind-hearted people reminded her.

"My lady, Bie Fan is in turmoil right now, why are you still going there?"

The person who spoke was a scholar, who was on his way with only a book box on his back. Seeing Meng Xuan and a weak woman walking against the flow of people, he couldn't help but remind her.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I have relatives in other tribes and I must rescue them." Meng Xuan and Rourou smiled, feeling the kindness of the people, but still politely declined.

As the people were rushing out of the city, Meng Xuanhe set up a wind direction spell to help them travel faster to avoid being caught by other tribes' armies.

Without delaying on the road, she had already reached another place.

The situation in Bie Fan was critical, and Xie Lin had already sent troops to join Yan Chengan's team. Xie Jingce naturally noticed it and let a small group of them in, intentionally or unintentionally.

With the war approaching, Xie Jingce also urgently needs a victory to establish his prestige.

The military advisors around him had already made plans. They had a desert in Biefan that was easy to defend but difficult to attack, and the entire terrain was surrounded by huge rocks and forests.

He was sure that Yan Chengan's army would never return.

Meng Xuanhe mixed in with the reinforcements and entered Biefan from another path.

Because he was not familiar with Biefan's terrain, Meng Xuanhe specially took a map of Biefan from the military camp and accurately found the location of the battlefield that appeared in the image.

The reinforcements were all rushing towards the desert intersection, but Meng Xuanhe used his lightness skills to break away from the team.

Entering the desert intersection, they fell into Xie Jingce's ambush. Meng Xuanhe took a detour to the other side and went directly to the towering boulder forest.

The boulder forest is far away from the battlefield circle below, so the army cannot be deployed here at all.

Because most of the soldiers in the army are ordinary people without advanced martial arts skills, once the war breaks out, they can only stand on the boulder forest and worry.

Meng Xuanhe climbed up the boulder forest breathlessly. This journey alone took her a whole day.

She was exhausted from traveling for several days in a row, but Meng Xuanhe did not dare to slack off at all and ran all the way towards Yan Chengan.

Please, let her catch up!

The sound of horse hooves from under the hundred-foot-deep cliff gradually became clearer, and Meng Xuanhe was gradually approaching where Yan Chengan was.

The bright red flag of King Biefan fluttered in the wind under the scorching sun, and his bright armor shone with a chilling luster.

Meng Xuanhe had to stick a farsighted mask on his forehead so that he could barely see what was happening below.

The fighting has begun, with smoke and dust billowing in the air.

Yan Chengan fought bravely on the battlefield, and the sharp sound of swords clashing could be heard throughout the desert. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and Meng Xuanhe could smell it even in the huge rock forest a hundred feet below.

Xie Jingce's army was already covered in blood. Their blood-stained faces could not hide their panic, and their eyes reflected their fear of the Northern Dynasty's reinforcements.

"Retreat!" Xie Jingce gave an order, and the rebels quickly retreated in the direction they came from.

Seeing that the rebels were trying to escape, Yan Cheng'an's men quickly came to report and asked the general whether he wanted to pursue them.

If it were in the past, Yan Chengan might have thought carefully, but at this moment, military achievements had occupied his mind.

Only by completely nipping the rebellion in the bud can he achieve his wish.