I'm in trouble again! My best friend, the princess in the group, please save me!

An Huanyan stared at Wen, a complex emotion welling up in her heart.

She knew what she was about to face, but she had no intention of backing down.

She took a deep breath and said softly, "You must want to see them with your own eyes, too."

Mrs. Wen opened her eyes wide and shook her head repeatedly.

An Huanyan turned her head away and stopped looking at her.

It turned out that not long ago, An Huanyan could no longer endure this unknown fear and torment.

She calculated and something was wrong.

Nothing is right at all.

The time has clearly passed. If the outcome has not been determined for both the attacking and defending parties, something must have gone wrong.

If you do nothing, you are just waiting for death.

So she decided not to wait any longer but to take the initiative.

She couldn't bear to lose someone dear to her.

An Huanyan dug out all the remaining raw materials from making fireworks and made a batch of explosives herself.

Although there are not too many explosives, they are powerful enough to cause some chaos.

In addition, the front line has entered a white-hot stage, and only she and Wen live in the house at the foot of the mountain, so there are fewer guards.

She quietly came to the gate of the courtyard and observed the guards at the door.

When she was sure that there was no one around, she threw the explosives at the guard at the door without hesitation.

There was a loud bang, and the explosives exploded, instantly blowing the guard at the door away. Taking this opportunity, An Huanyan pulled Song Yan and quickly rushed into Wen's yard.

Her movements were swift and decisive, and she quickly tied up Wen before the servants could react.

Then, he mercilessly threw Wen into the carriage in their yard.

It all happened so quickly that Mrs. Wen had no time to resist, and the servants were unable to react.

Then, she drove her car through the crowd that came to stop her and headed straight towards Youling City.

As they got closer to Youling City, An Huanyan became more and more nervous.

She didn't know if she could protect the people she loved in this war, nor did she know what the future would be like, but she was determined not to leave any regrets.

An Huanyan sped all the way with only one thought in her mind, which was to get to Youling City as soon as possible.

She kept waving the whip, urging the horse to speed up.

Wen in the carriage was terrified. She tried to break free, but An Huanyan tied her too tightly.

As they got closer to Youling City, An Huanyan became more and more nervous.

She didn't know whether she could find the people she loved in this war, nor did she know what the future would be like, but she was determined not to leave any regrets.

Finally, they approached the broken city gate. Songyan's face flushed with excitement, and he shouted, "They are over there!"

An Huanyan quickly opened the curtain of the carriage and stuck her head out to look.

Sure enough, a group of people were besieging An Zhaoyan and his group who were retreating step by step. And the person leading them was actually Hai Wuya!

An Zhaoyan, Lu Ming and a dozen others were surrounded by Hai Wuya's men and could not escape.

Amid the flashing of swords and sabers, the figures of An Zhaoyan and others shuttled through the crowd, with anger and determination on their faces.

Hai Wuya's men wielded their swords with fierce moves and powerful momentum. Their movements were so swift that they were dazzling.

An Zhaoyan, Lu Ming and more than a dozen other people kept moving in and out of the crowd. Their movements were agile and quick, and they avoided the attacks again and again. However, there were too many of them, and An Zhaoyan and the others gradually ran out of energy and could no longer hold on.

The scene is extremely tense, and a life-and-death fight is about to begin.

Hai Wuya was riding high on a tall horse, with a scornful smile on his face. He said disapprovingly: "I don't have time to waste with you. Give up! Wuye will not come back! If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I will consider giving you a quick death and let you die with an intact body!"

However, despite being covered in wounds, An Zhaoyan still stood up straight and responded coldly: "I'd rather die!"

Hearing this, Hai Wuya was immediately furious and shouted, "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!" Then, he ordered mercilessly, "Kill! Don't spare any of them!"

Hai Yanqing suddenly panicked, with cold sweat all over his forehead.

He quickly jumped off his horse, knelt in front of Hai Wuya, and begged desperately: "Father, didn't you promise your son to spare his life? Please let him go!"

Faced with his son's pleading, Hai Wuya was furious and yelled, "How dare you, useless thing, come and question your father? Get out of the way! Don't get in the way here!"

Hai Yanqing was unwilling and anxious, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Father, you clearly promised me! As long as I help you charge into battle and capture Youling City, you must spare his life!"

Hai Wuya was furious, his face flushed with anger, he jumped off his horse, holding the red tassel spear and fiercely pushed Hai Yanqing away, his eyes full of disappointment and anger.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "How can the blood of the An family be left in the world? You are so kind and soft-hearted, how can you achieve great things in the future!"

After saying that, Hai Wuya no longer paid attention to Hai Yanqing and waved his hand to signal the soldiers behind him to take action.

These soldiers rushed towards An Ziran and others like wolves and tigers, with the swords in their hands flashing coldly.

Hai Wuya's face was gloomy, and he ordered coldly: "Kill them for me, and then quickly occupy the imperial city! Even if Wuye leads the East City Army back, it is too late, everything is a foregone conclusion!"

Hai Yanqing was extremely anxious and wanted to stop all this, but he was powerless. He watched the soldiers approaching step by step, his heart filled with despair and helplessness.

At this tense moment, a clear and loud voice suddenly came: "Wait!"

This voice broke the deadlock at the scene like thunder.

Everyone turned their heads in surprise, only to see An Huanyan and Song Yan pushing someone slowly towards them.

When Hai Yanqing saw the person being pushed away, she couldn't help but screamed, "Mother?!"

Hai Wuya, who was standing by, was so angry that his eyes widened and his beard fluttered. "What's going on?"

As the distance got closer, everyone finally saw the dagger in An Huanyan's hand, which was now against Wen's slender neck.

There was no expression on her face, but she gave people a sense of invisible pressure. Her eyes were like a sword, cold and sharp, making people dare not look directly at her.

Wen's face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were full of fear.

Hai Yanqing looked at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with shock and confusion.

He found himself feeling both strange and familiar with this woman who was once so familiar to him. His heart suddenly became complicated, as if a bottle of mixed feelings had been overturned.

"Hey, how about I switch with you?"

An Huanyan sneered and pressed the dagger in her hand against Wen's slender neck, instantly leaving a blood mark on her fair skin. The blood flowed down the blade, forming a thin red line, which was shocking.