The Evil Emperor's Favorite: The Sickly and Poisonous Concubine Goes Crazy

The war drums on the city walls sounded again, bringing with them a sense of tragedy and desolation in the lonely city in the desert.

The smoke of gunpowder rose again, and Yinzhou City was once again plunged into a fierce battle. Arrows rained down, swords flashed, and sparks flew everywhere, blood and flesh flew everywhere where the two armies clashed.

Gu Yan'an, dressed in dark black armor, led the Black Cavalry Battalion and fought at the forefront. He was like an inky black shadow moving through the Northern Yan army, fighting ten enemies at once. Wherever he passed, the Northern Yan army suffered heavy casualties.

Every soldier behind him had a firm gaze and did not retreat. They followed their king with the determination to die and vowed to defend the city behind them to the death.

Gradually, the surrounding Yan army looked at them with a little more fear in their eyes.

Shan Ruohan sat high on the chariot, looking at the troops in the camp that looked like the gods of death, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Everyone listen up! Anyone who takes the head of the enemy general will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver! Anyone who takes the head of King Beiyang will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge reward would surely attract brave men! With the bounty, the fear in everyone's eyes was dispelled, and they attacked the Black Cavalry Camp as if they were risking their lives.

Under round after round of fierce attacks, even the most elite Black Camp would reveal flaws.

The army formation was forcibly broken, and the soldiers of the Black Cavalry Battalion were pierced by several swords and fell down.

Gu Yan'an rolled over to avoid the spear that was stabbing at him, and watched as the young general from the Black Cavalry Battalion who had followed him since childhood was pierced by a sword and fell in front of him, breathing his last.

"king......."

Blood splattered on his face, and the bloodthirsty cruelty that had always been as calm as a cold pond in his eyes seemed to be completely released at this moment.

The veins on the back of his hand holding the knife bulged, and with one knife he knocked down several people who attacked him. The aura around him suddenly surged, and he was filled with murderous intent.

He raised his eyes to look at Shan Ruohan who was blocked by Beiyan soldiers not far away. His pupils turned slightly red. With unusual brutality and bloodthirstiness, he jumped up from his horse and rushed towards Shan Ruohan.

Seeing this, Shan Ruohan sneered, and a cunning flashed in his eyes. He was not in a hurry to fight, but deliberately stepped back a few steps, signaling the soldiers beside him to continue to contain Gu Yan'an, and at the same time dispatched more elite troops to surround him, intending to trap him in a heavy encirclement.

"Gu Yan'an, it is undeniable that you are indeed a rare opponent, but today, this Yinzhou City will be your burial place!" Shan Ruohan's voice clearly reached Gu Yan'an's ears through the noise of the battlefield, with provocation and pride.

However, Gu Yan'an showed no fear, but was even more eager to fight. His figure was as fast as lightning, and he moved freely in the dense enemy formation. Every time he swung his sword, an enemy would fall. There was only Shan Ruohan in his eyes, with determination and madness, which frightened the surrounding soldiers.

Suddenly, Gu Yan'an paused, took advantage of the momentum and flew into the air, the long sword in his hand drew a brilliant silver track in the air, and went straight to Shan Ruohan. This attack gathered all his strength and killing intent, vowing to kill this enemy who made him lose countless brothers.

Seeing this, Shan Ruohan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he summoned his inner strength and quickly swung the spear in his hand to block. Both of them used all their strength, and the two weapons collided violently in the air, making a deafening sound and sparks flying. The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by this blow, and everyone on the battlefield was shocked.

Gu Yan'an's power was too strong. Shan Ruohan only felt an irresistible force coming, and his body retreated involuntarily. He tried his best to stabilize his body, and his face became extremely solemn.

"What a young war god! He really lives up to his reputation!" Shan Ruohan sneered, and then he took the initiative to attack. He knew that if he wanted to win, he had to fight quickly and not give Gu Yan'an any chance to catch his breath.

The attack just now was like being crushed by a thousand pounds. Gu Yan'an's strength was extraordinary and too terrifying. There was no way he could defeat him alone.

So, he quickly withdrew and stopped fighting, signaling the elite troops around him to besiege Gu Yan'an.

Two fists cannot defeat many hands. Gu Yan'an must die here today.

He raised his eyes to look at the battle situation, watching the figures in ink-black armor falling one by one, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and then he turned his eyes again to look at Gu Yan'an who was in the center of the crowd, with a bit of regret in his eyes.

It was a pity that such a genius was born in the Zhou Dynasty.

He was about to wave his hand to launch a final attack to capture Yinzhou City, but his face froze, as if he heard some noise.

A red arrow came flying through the air, its speed several times faster than that of an ordinary arrow, and shot straight towards his brow with a tearing sound. Dan Ruohan's pupils trembled slightly, and he dodged to the side, but the arrow still just grazed his brow bone, and blood gushed out instantly.

Shan Ruohan didn't care about the wound and quickly got up to check.

On the right side of the Northern Yan army, a dark-colored team connected the horizon and galloped over. They were wearing heavy armor, their battle flags fluttered, the sound of horse hooves shook the earth, and they rolled up the yellow sand all over the sky, heading straight for the Northern Yan army. They were like a black storm, sweeping across the entire battlefield in an instant.

There was a sudden panic in the Northern Yan army, and the soldiers turned their heads to look at the inky torrent rushing from afar. It was the reinforcements of the Zhou Dynasty's King Beiyang, coming like a tide with surging fighting spirit and rage for revenge.

"It's reinforcements! Reinforcements are coming!" Under Yinzhou City, the soldiers who were almost exhausted and struggling for their lives had tears in their eyes. Their morale was boosted and cheers rose one after another. They burst out with amazing fighting power. They knew that the balance of victory was tilting. Every sword and every knife was filled with unprecedented power.

At the front of the team was a woman in dark purple clothes. She had a slender figure and held a large black iron bow in her hand. She looked calm and composed. She quickly aimed the bow at the people who were besieging Gu Yan'an. She fired three arrows at once. The cry of a phoenix pierced through the chaotic battlefield and opened a path for the people who were surrounded in the middle.

Gu Yan'an paused, turned around and killed someone. He glanced at the purple figure out of the corner of his eye and his heart suddenly tightened. He frowned slightly and worry flashed in his dark red eyes.

Then, he raised his eyes again and looked at Shan Ruohan behind the crowd.

Only when Shan Ruohan dies will the Northern Yan cavalry retreat.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with the knife in hand, and forced his energy. The meridians in his neck turned faintly black, and he burst out with astonishing strength, and rushed towards Shan Ruohan again.

Shan Ruohan stood on the chariot, looking at this scene, his face as gloomy as black water. He didn't expect that Zhou Dynasty's reinforcements would come so quickly. What is Hua Wen doing? He tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, with a resolute look, and looked at the woman who had just shot an arrow at him.

He knew this archery technique, he had seen it when he was young. The previous Duke of the Su family in the Zhou Dynasty had used a Jinglong bow to intimidate Northern Yan, and his uncle died under that Jinglong bow.

Her archery skills are almost exactly the same as that of the old duke. She is a descendant of the Su family.

"Everyone, hold your ground and prepare for battle!" He shouted sternly, wielding his sword and leading his guards to charge at the enemy, trying to turn the tide. However, the battlefield was no longer under his control. The arrival of Zhou Dynasty reinforcements completely broke the balance of the battlefield, and the Northern Yan army gradually began to decline.

The blood-dripping blade swept across his cheek, bringing with it a gust of wind. Shan Ruohan lowered his body and rode his horse to avoid it.

Gu Yan'an's sword skills were fierce and merciless. After a few rounds of fighting, the sharp blade forced Shan Ruohan into a state of no return.

Shan Ruohan had a gloomy expression. The Northern Yan army, which had originally secured victory, was thrown into disarray by the sudden arrival of the Great Zhou reinforcements. The battle situation changed rapidly, and Northern Yan was already in a losing position. He looked at Gu Yan'an with eagle-like eyes, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and the fighting spirit in his eyes grew stronger, and he pounced on Gu Yan'an like a tiger.

Gu Yan'an blocked with his knife, but under the huge pressure, a crack appeared on the silver-white blade. He turned his hand and punched Shan Ruohan in the chest.

He took a few steps back before he stood still. He glanced sideways at the knife in his hand. Shan Ruohan was worthy of being the commander-in-chief of Beiyan. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with cold eyes, he looked again at Shan Ruohan who had been knocked back two steps by his punch.

"If you are willing to surrender, I will leave your body intact today."

"Hahahaha, bullshit! Even if I die today, I will take you with me!" Shan Ruohan took two steps back and vomited a mouthful of black blood. His eyes showed the determination to die, and he attacked Gu Yan'an again with a mad look. He burned his boats and used all his internal strength to turn it into a knife, slashing straight at Gu Yan'an.

Gu Yan'an's eyes narrowed slightly, he pulled out the iron spear beside him and rushed forward.

The two strongest masters fought with all their might, and their blows were enough to almost break the tendons and veins of those around them. The two men moved so fast that the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh could be heard almost instantly.

A black spear pierced through Dan Ruohan's chest, blood gushing out from the wound. He looked down at his chest in disbelief, and finally knelt down slowly.

He had been defeated by Gu Yan'an twice, and this time, he lost again.

Shan Ruohan is dead, and the Great Zhou won the battle!

Gu Yan'an stood in front of Shan Ruohan with his head down. The black spear suddenly fell from his hand, and blood gushed out from the fingertips of his right hand. He glanced sideways at the wound on his right shoulder that almost exposed the bone, then turned to look at the dark purple figure running towards him, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. It was she who deflected Shan Ruohan's knife for him.

"A Yan!!"

After hearing the voice he had been thinking about day and night, Gu Yan'an felt unprecedented peace of mind before he fainted. In this battle, he had almost used up all his strength, and even actively activated the blood parasite, to survive until now. He was too tired.

Su Jingning's composure and steadiness over the past few days completely collapsed after she saw the injured Gu Yan'an. She flew towards him and hugged Gu Yan'an, who was covered in wounds and already unconscious from exhaustion.

Su Jingning hugged him tightly. Looking at the man with a pale face and disordered breathing, his heart felt as if it was torn apart. Tears dripped uncontrollably on Gu Yan'an's cold cheeks.

"Ayan." Her voice trembled slightly, and she was at a loss. She took out the hemostatic medicine from the brocade bag on her waist and quickly treated his wound.

"Princess, leave the rest to us, you take the prince back to the city!" Liu Feng and Wang Shi quickly cleared the way back to the city and said to Su Jingning.

Su Jingning glanced at the battle situation. Shan Ruohan was dead, and the morale of the Northern Yan army was low. They were no match for the Beiyang King's army. The defeat of Northern Yan was inevitable.

She nodded, helped Gu Yan'an up, jumped on the horse, and quickly entered the city.

As night fell, the smoke on the battlefield gradually died down, and lights finally lit up again in Yinzhou City.

Northern Yan's main general Shan Ruohan was killed, Northern Yan was defeated, and tens of thousands of prisoners of war were detained in Yinzhou City. This news would spread throughout the northern border within two days.

Gu Yan'an was carefully carried back to the City Lord's Mansion, where a military doctor had been waiting for a long time. Su Jingning followed closely, her eyes never leaving him, fearing that he would leave her in the blink of an eye.

On the bed, the military doctor cleaned Gu Yan'an's wounds. Su Jingning helped him. Looking at the densely packed new and old wounds on his body, the corners of his eyes turned red and he turned his head away, unable to bear to look.

"Princess, the prince's external injuries have been properly treated, but the prince's breathing disorder is caused by internal injuries, so he still needs to be carefully treated."

Su Jingning nodded and asked him to leave.

She stood by the bed, looking at the person lying on it. Time seemed to become slow and heavy at this moment, and every minute and every second was filled with torment.

In the middle of the night, the person on the bed suddenly developed a high fever. Su Jingning held his hand, her body temperature was incredibly hot. She gently touched his tendons, and it was even worse than during the day. A domineering force was raging in his body.

Her face turned cold and she reached out to pull open the clothes on his chest. Sure enough, the inky black lines were circling on his chest like a spider web, and there was a faint tendency to spread.

It's the blood parasite! What's going on? Today is not the day when the blood parasite attacks. Thinking of his abnormal behavior during the day, he forced the blood parasite to activate and increase his power!