Come to another world and become a lord

Carl and his men, as well as 800 tribal cavalrymen, were galloping on the road. The night was as dark as ink, and the cold wind blew across the grassland, making a whimpering sound. In the sky, stars twinkled, and the weak moonlight sprinkled on their bodies, leaving a silvery white.

Noura's heart was filled with tension and determination. She knew that the road ahead was not smooth, but she had to escape from here with Carl. Now that she had made up her mind, she would do it. No matter what the result was, she would not regret it.

They galloped all the way and soon approached the edge of the grassland. However, on an open plain, three groups of people suddenly appeared from three directions at the same time, blocking their way. Bakhtar of the Chagha tribe, Tarbat of the Black Eagle tribe and Solga of the Red Blood tribe, the three khans of the tribes, brought their elite warriors and seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

Bakhtar saw Noura and sneered: "Talbat is right, you really want to take him away!"

"What do you want to do?" Noura asked with a cold face.

"I'm sorry, Princess, Karl can't leave~" Bakhtar said, "If he honestly serves as the Khan of the White Wolf Tribe, we will naturally treat him with good wine and good food, but if he wants to return to the kingdom, don't blame us for being rude!"

“How dare you!” Nura yelled, “The Great Khan’s daughter, the Snow Princess Nura is here. Get out of the way!”

Talbat snorted coldly, "Your Highness, this matter concerns the future of the tribe. Even you have no right to decide!"

Solga said bluntly, "If Carl goes back, he will only become a scourge to us. Rather than letting the tiger go back to the mountains, it is better to kill him now!"

"Let's see who dares!"

Noura looked at them angrily, her heart burning with rage. She knew what the khans were thinking, but she would never let them hurt Kal in the slightest. She drew her spear, the tip of which gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Bakhtar laughed loudly and waved the sword in his hand.

"Then let me see what the princess is capable of. Excuse me!"

After saying that, he roared, rushed out of his own army formation, and headed straight for Carl.

Noura was not polite either, and she rode forward with her spear in hand. The two of them started a duel in the open space between the two armies. Noura's ice spear was like a living thing in her hand, and every swing brought a cold chill. Every strike was fast and accurate, and the tip of the spear cut through the night sky and pointed directly at Bakhtar's vital points.

Bakhtar was not to be outdone, his sword skills were equally fierce, and each strike was like a gust of wind. He relied on his strength to miraculously deflect each of Nura's stabs. The spear and the sword collided with each other, and for a moment, sparks flew!

Nura's spear was fast and accurate, and each move was fierce. He kept attacking Bakhtar. Bakhtar responded with steady sword skills, constantly swinging the blade to block the stabbing spear. The two seemed to be fighting hard for a while.

However, Tarbat and Solga saw clearly that this was not an equal fight at all. Bakhtar had completely entered a defensive state, while Nura was constantly attacking. Bakhtar's defeat was only a matter of time.

"As expected of the Snow Princess, there is still a gap between us~" Solga shook her head helplessly as she watched the battle in front of her, and then suddenly shouted to Talbat beside her:

"Let's go together!"

As they were talking, the two of them rode out on their horses and joined the battle. The three of them joined forces to try to win by outnumbering others.

Nura showed no sign of weakness. She roared and swung her spear. The blue spear danced in her hand, forming a beautiful and deadly arc of light, and for a moment she completely forced the three people back.

Bakhtar was unwilling to give up. After retreating a few steps, he rode forward again and swung his sword. Nura quickly dodged and thrust his spear straight at Bakhtar's chest. Tarbat saw that the situation was not good and threw his sword, forcing Nura to dodge sideways. The spear was deflected and passed by Bakhtar's breastplate, leaving a deep pit. Solga's scimitar followed closely. Nura swung his spear to block again, and Tarbat took the opportunity to draw out the two double-edged swords behind him and attacked again. Bakhtar also swung his sword after recovering. The offensive of the three people was continuous, making it difficult to breathe.

The battle became increasingly fierce. After all, she was just a girl, and Nura's physical strength was gradually exhausted. She gradually switched from offense to defense.

"Give up, Princess. You just used magic and your strength hasn't recovered yet. You are no match for the three of us!" Bakhtar shouted.

Altai shouted:

"Three against one is nothing like being a hero! Princess, let me help..."

However, before he could finish, Nura stopped him:

"Stand back and don't interfere!"

"But Your Highness..."

Then she was heard to continue:

"This is my personal decision. No one is allowed to interfere, including you, Carl!"

"Nura..." Karl looked at Nura who was still struggling, and saw a gleam of determination in her eyes.

Even Bakhtar and the other two were shocked by her eyes. They nodded at the same time and rushed forward again.

At this moment, Noura shouted again, and at this moment Karl saw that her hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes turned snow-white again.

"What?" The three of them couldn't help but exclaim, but it was too late. Nura swung his spear again, this time with a biting cold, and hit the weapons of the three people. Ice crystals quickly covered and condensed, and under the intense cold, the three of them let go at the same time. The three weapons were completely frozen and fell to the ground together, shattering into pieces.

Bakhtar showed a look of horror:

"How did your magic return so quickly?"

But I saw that Nura's hair had turned black again.

"It seems that it is only a temporary recovery." Solga said coldly, "This little girl is really crazy."

"It's worth it for such a foreign man!" Bakhtar shouted.

"I want to take him back south, and no one can stop me!" Nura said coldly.

"It seems like we can't do it by ourselves. Let's bring the whole army together~" Tarbat suddenly said to Bakhtar gloomily.

"Are you crazy? Do you really want to let your tribal brothers kill each other?" Bakhtar retorted.

"It's better than letting him go back!" said Talbat.

"Oh, damn it!" Bakhtar shook his head and raised one hand as if he had made up his mind. Just as he was about to give an order, a woman's voice came from a distance:

"Everyone stop immediately!"

Then there was the sound of hurried horse hooves. When everyone looked over, they saw the White Egret Tribe's Ailma Khan leading a group of cavalrymen. They were all riding white horses, rushing in majestically and separating the two armies.

"Alma, you don't want to protect this kid too, do you?" Bakhtar shouted.

Alma merely glanced at Bakhtar and did not answer, but announced loudly:

"The Great Khan has ordered that Karnan be released and no one is allowed to stop him!"

"What?" Bakhtar's eyes widened. "Wait, you mean the Great Khan..."

"That's right, do you want me to repeat it?" Alma interrupted him.

"Tsk~" Bakhtar spat unwillingly.

"Daddy, he..."

"Yes, the Great Khan ordered them to go." Alma said, and then turned around and saluted to Karl and Noura, "Khar Khan, you can go now. As for Her Royal Highness, please come back with me to see the Great Khan."

"The Great Khan is so confused~" Bakhtar still complained.

"If you are not satisfied with anything, just go and tell the Khan directly." Alma replied expressionlessly.

"I will!" Bakhtar shouted, then waved his hand, "Retreat, leave!"

Watching the three khans withdraw their troops with curses, Noura finally sighed in relief. Her whole body suddenly softened, and the extreme use of magic just now once again consumed her physical strength.

Then she felt someone hugging her, and Karl held her, his eyes full of concern:

"Are you okay~"

The girl blushed slightly, then pushed the other person away:

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I just can't take you there anymore."

"I'm afraid I can't repay your kindness." Carl replied

"Slippery~" Nura complained, and then looked at Altai, "Altai, protect your Khan and be careful along the way."

Altai stood at attention and saluted, his voice firm, "Yes, Your Highness."

"Goodbye, then," she said.

"See you soon."

In the Great Khan's tent, Bakhtar, Tarbat, Solga, Alma and Nura all gathered here. The three Khans were still indignant and asked:

"Great Khan, why did you let Carl go? He will only become our enemy if he returns!"

Great Khan Akitila was silent for a moment, then he sighed and said slowly:

"Since we can't kill him, we might as well try to make a good impression. We still need him, so we shouldn't make things too awkward for us at this time."

"Hmph~If not for..." Bakhtar snorted in dissatisfaction and focused his eyes on Nura, but in the end he didn't say anything else.

Akitila narrowed her eyes slightly, then looked at her daughter:

"Noura, I hope your decision is the right one."

"I believe him!" the girl said this with an extremely certain tone.