Traveling through the ancient times

"First painting!"

When Lu Mingqian saw that Nian Chuhua was in a bad situation, he immediately used his Qinggong to the extreme, and jumped out of the encirclement of Xiliang King's personal guards. The long sword in his hand shot out like ice.

The row of Xiliang soldiers who were besieging Nianchuhua were beheaded in an instant, and the long sword returned to Lu Mingqian's hand again. This scene shocked the Xiliang King's personal guards.

Lu Mingqian held the sword and attacked the people on the opposite side again. The speed was so fast that the commander of the guards was frightened.

Strong, too strong!

Nian Chuhua escaped the danger again. Hua Ling got up and held Nian Chuhua in her arms. While fighting against the Xiliang soldiers, she retreated and looked for an opportunity to escape.

Nian Chuhua has no fighting ability now. She will inevitably get hurt under the sword and blood. She must be taken away from the battlefield.

At this moment, dust and smoke billowed in the distance, and the rumbling sound of horse hooves broke the sky.

"Oh no! Dong Yi's reinforcements have arrived."

The Third Prince of Xiliang saw that Dongyi's reinforcements were about to arrive, his eyes rolled around and he saw Hua Ling and Nian Chuhua surrounded by soldiers.

The plan came to me. That woman is so useful, why not capture her again? Then even if she has millions of troops, they won't dare to act rashly.

He could still avenge the sword attack. The third prince of Xiliang touched his neck and saw a small amount of blood on the wound.

"You guys, go and capture that woman."

"Yes, Your Highness!" The Xiliang soldiers ran in the direction of the initial painting.

"drive!"

Jiang Ruixue and Lu Mingcheng ran in the front with Mingyue and Yanshu!

Although Nian Shiwei could ride a horse, this was his first time to ride at a gallop like this. His butt was hurting from the bumps, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, waving the whip to make the horse run faster.

They could already see the battlefield ahead. They couldn't see their sister and the others among the dark crowd of Xiliang soldiers, and didn't know if they were injured.

Sister, you must hold on, your brother is here to save you!

Thousands of troops came galloping, Jiang Ruixue and others drew their swords and joined the battle.

Wherever he passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Jiang Ruixue hacked and killed the Xiliang soldiers along the way, and blood splattered all over her face and body.

Two Xiliang soldiers holding spears stabbed at Jiang Ruixue on horseback. Jiang Ruixue jumped into the air, stepped on the spear, leaned forward and swung the sword. The Xiliang man's blood gushed out and his head fell to the ground.

Jiang Ruixue flew over and repelled several Xiliang soldiers who were besieging Hua Ling and Nian Chu Hua, and landed beside Hua Ling, "We are here!"

"Miss Ruixue!" Hua Ling cried with joy. She was really afraid that she couldn't hold on and wouldn't be able to bring the young lady home.

"How is Chuhua?" Jiang Ruixue looked at Chuhua with concern.

Nianchuhua was unable to speak. She looked at Jiang Ruixue with tearful eyes and nodded at her vigorously.

"Miss, please hold on. Miss Ruixue has brought a lot of reinforcements. We are saved." Nian Chuhua weakly raised the corners of his mouth and blinked at Hua Ling.

Jiang Ruixue fought off a wave of enemies and turned around to see that Hua Ling had a large wound on her arm and was obviously having difficulty holding Nian Chu Hua.

Mingyue came over at this time, "Mingyue, Hua Ling is injured, you go protect Chu Hua."

"Yes, miss!" Mingyue reached out and took Nian Chuhua from Hua Ling's arms. Hua Ling did not try to be stubborn. With Mingyue's help to look after her, Nian Chuhua would be safer.

"Mingyue, why don't you take the young lady back first and find a doctor to treat her." Mingyue saw that Nian Chuhua's condition was not optimistic and nodded in agreement.

Nian Chuhua grabbed Mingyue's clothes and pulled them. Mingyue looked at Nian Chuhua. Nian Chuhua shook his head and looked at his friends who were fighting.

She didn't want to leave first, she wanted to go home with them!

Mingyue and Hua Ling's vision was blurred by the sudden rising mist.

They have been together for so many years, and they can understand what you mean with just a glance.

Miss Chuhua always thinks about them.

Mingyue blinked hard, raised her sleeve to wipe it, and said to Nianchuhua, "Okay, after we kill all the Xiliang thieves, we will go home together!"

At the beginning of the year, the pale corners of the painting's mouth turned up in a smile.

Mingyue found a higher stone wall, leaned the Nianchu painting against it, tore off a piece of her skirt, and helped Hua Ling wrap her injured and bleeding arm.

"You guys stay here, I'll go help."

Now that the army has arrived, the people of Xiliang are no longer a concern. Mingyue wants to quickly deal with them so that she can take Nian Chouhua back for treatment as soon as possible.

With the addition of 100,000 troops, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed from a one-sided crushing by the Xiliang people to a complete defeat by the Dongyi soldiers.

With the joining of Lu Mingcheng and Nian Shiwei, Lu Mingqian instantly felt a lot more relaxed. The personal guards of King Xiliang were all hacked to death, and the commander of the personal guards was defeated by Lu Mingqian.

Yanshu also helped Xingyi relieve a lot of pressure.

Jiang Ruixue was observing the situation while fighting. When he saw the Third Prince of Xiliang, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and was being protected by a group of soldiers and trying to escape, he realized that the man must be the commander-in-chief of Xiliang.

As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. It is not that easy to be a deserter.

Jiang Ruixue knocked away a Xiliang soldier who was trying to launch a sneak attack, jumped on his horse, and ran towards the direction of the third prince of Xiliang.

The soldiers protecting the Third Prince of Xiliang were all ordinary soldiers. Jiang Ruixue dealt with them without any pressure and put a sword on the neck of the Third Prince of Xiliang.

The third prince of Xiliang was so scared that he pissed his pants. Why were Dongyi's women so vicious?

"Have all your people stop!"

The third prince of Xiliang saw with his own eyes this woman chopping off the heads of several soldiers with one sword, and he was so scared that he wet his pants.

Jiang Ruixue kicked him in disgust, and the Third Prince of Xiliang fell to his knees, his knees creaking.

He endured the pain and trembled and shouted,

"Stop it all!"

"stop!"

When the commander of the royal guards saw that the third prince of Xiliang was held hostage again, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Lu Mingqian took advantage of his distraction and stabbed him in the heart with a sword.

The commander of the personal guards died with his eyes open.

The so-called god-like opponent and pig-like teammates must be referring to him!

The commander of the royal guards was killed and the third prince of Xiliang was captured. The Xiliang soldiers were already few in number and now they had lost their fighting spirit.

Just stop and surrender.

The desolate battlefield was littered with corpses.

Hua Ling carried Nian Chuan Hua out, and Nian Shiwei ran over and took it. Looking at Nian Chuan Hua's expression, the boy's nose was sore, "Sister!"

Tears welled up in Nian Chuhua's eyes. She raised her hand and touched the heroic-looking young man. There were traces of blood on his face from the enemies he killed when he saved her.

Her brother has grown up!

"Don't be afraid, sister. Niannian will take you home!" Nianchuhua sniffed, smiled and nodded.

Hua Ling walked to Jiang Ruixue's side and glared at the Third Prince of Xiliang with cold eyes. The bloodthirsty light in her eyes made the Third Prince of Xiliang terrified.

He was terrified, his eyes flickering and he dared not look at the group of Dongyi people, "We have surrendered, you can't kill me."

Hua Ling sneered, turned sideways to look at Xing Yi beside her, snatched the long sword that was still dripping with blood from his hand, and pierced the heart of the third prince of Xiliang with one sword.

"Who said we can't kill you if you surrender? Trash like you are a scourge to the world. We are here to get rid of it for the people."

After Hua Ling finished speaking, she suddenly pulled out the sword, and blood splattered all over her body.

"Pooh!" Hua Ling spat.

"Disgusting thing, even the blood stinks."

Mingyue walked forward, hugged Hua Ling, and patted her back to comfort her.