In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

Shi Zhaoyang heard her vicious words and showed no mercy. When he saved her just now, she hid behind him and pulled his clothes. Her weak appearance made him feel sad.

The young man ignored her curses and thought they were just a child's nonsense. He said loudly:

"Remember, the title of nobility is up to you. Fame and honor are not determined by fate. I will definitely defeat fate."

Mu Yun snorted coldly: "Less memorizing, more practice, first defeat my sister first. If you can't defeat my sister, there's no point keeping you."

The last moment she was still vigorously refuting him, but before she could finish a few words, she heard the sound of a sleeping girl.

Shi Zhaoyang shook his head. She would not sneak out if she fell asleep. He moved the bedding on the floor. The cold wind from the curtain made him shiver. He lay down under the couch.

"I fell asleep so quickly."

Suddenly, an arrow flew through the tent curtain and headed straight for the couch. He caught the arrow with one hand, immediately stood up and walked out of the tent. In the darkness, a figure fled to the west. He was about to catch up with the man with a sword in his hand, and saw the man enter a tent.

A familiar voice came from inside the tent: "...Hmph..."

The night gradually faded, and a faint light was hidden behind the dark clouds. From time to time, one or two grey cranes circled in the sky. Perhaps they had fallen behind during the winter migration, and it was unknown whether they could survive the cold winter.

In a fine and dense web, the spider looked around. Suddenly, a dark wall covered the spider. It was four Prairie Chaffinches. They surrounded the spider and tried to escape.

One of the rock owls flapped its wings, dived down, caught a spider in its beak, and died.

The girl was wearing a scarlet cloak and a jade pendant with the inscription "Dragon Leaping on Peach Branch, Phoenix Dancing for Jade Prince" tied around her waist. She was holding a royal sword made of bone peach and sitting on a white pony. Her deep eyes were like the vast North Sea, and she was filled with murderous intent.

Mu Jinan looked at the troops on all sides, each raising its own flag.

The young man is sitting on a white horse, wearing silver-white armor, holding a curved-hook sky sword, which is also a bow. The snow fox mask makes him look noble and mysterious.

A cold wind blew, and Li Huaijin's slightly tilted high ponytail fluttered in the wind, floating towards Chang'an along with his azure cloak.

The strong wind blew past a flag with the word "曦" written on it, like the scorching summer sun, shining on all things in winter.

There were five thousand soldiers of the Killing Flame Army in front and behind. The vanguard held shields, the Iron Cavalry held spears and had swords tied around their waists, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry held Mo Daos, tall and brave, and the archers drew their longbows with sharp eyes.

Opposite the Killing Flame Army, to the north of Xuanwu is Li Yuanyang. The young man is wearing golden Ming Guang armor, with a Hu Lu on his back, and holding a sheathed broadsword with a wolf totem pattern. The strong wind blows the bells in his black hair, and the pleasant and crisp sound inspires the hearts of the soldiers behind him.

It was the earth-shaking sound of drums, as if the Eternal Heaven was blessing the people of this land.

His army has 30,000 soldiers, most of whom are brave warriors. Li Yuanyang is confident of success and looks determined to win as he looks at Mu Jinan's head:

"Princess, today is the day I will chop off your head and sacrifice it to the king. You can't escape even if you have wings. Do you think you can bribe Shi Zhaoyang by giving him a gilded bronze dragon?"

"Do you think you can form an alliance with Lord Shi by holding the imperial seal handed down by Qin Shi Huang, or do you think that if you save him, he will let you pass Youzhou?"

"We only have hatred for you and the Emperor Chang'an, so how could he form an alliance with you?"

To the east of the Azure Dragon is Shi Si, Shi Zhaoyang and his son, who are deeply in love and as close as blood. The son looks dashing and dashing, while the father has a pointed face and monkey cheeks, so the son is nothing like his father. He leads 5,000 soldiers and horses.

Shi Si stroked his gray beard and looked at the child in front of him. He was like an ant under the feet of an elephant, who could die at any time in the hands of the old man. He laughed up to the sky, and the wind carried his voice into Mu Jinan's ears:

"Princess, all is fair in war. Haven't you learned that? Are you only concerned with romance?"

To the west of the White Tiger are Li Jie and his son Li Renbang. As the saying goes, "a tiger father will have a dog son." The two have similar looks and majestic bodies. When they look at each other and smile, their father-son love is so deep that it is moving. They lead 5,000 soldiers and horses.

His hearty laughter pierced through the grassland: "Princess, we on the grassland are on the grassland side. Sorry for the offense."

To the south of Suzaku is Shi Shanyin, the second son of Shi Si. He came here secretly yesterday to help and rescue his father back to Youzhou, leading three thousand troops.

The Shiyan Army had 5,000 men, and the enemy had 43,000 men.

Ge Jiang, who was standing far away, looked at the petite Mu Yun in front of him. No matter what the outcome of this battle was, he would not underestimate her wisdom and wanted her to be his counselor. He praised her:

"Shi Si was originally in alliance with the princess, but you instigated it, so Shi Si became the enemy of the princess."

Mu Yun smiled gently: "Did you catch Li Heng?"

Ge Jiang put one hand on his waist, watching the show, feeling that the grassland was so vast, there was not even a wall, let alone a city gate. Mu Jinan was surrounded and had no choice but to die. He smiled and said:

"That Ce'an also fell into my hands. What a pleasant surprise."

Mu Yun looked at Mu Jinan's face in the distance. The girl gripped the reins tightly and couldn't help but get nervous. Li Huaijin turned his head and saw the worry in the girl's eyes:

"Don't be afraid, Princess."

Li Yuanyang's provocative voice came from the other side: "Princess, Zhang Zhenguang and Gu Wenxuan are dead, why don't you surrender and the Killing Flame Army will belong to me."

Mu Jinan's heart stagnated: "Li Yuanyang, you dare to kill my general, I will make you pay with blood."

Some soldiers in the Killing Flame Army looked at each other and whispered:

"What? No wonder the two generals are missing?"

"Only Princess, can we win?"

"Yes, there are too many of them, and most of the grassland soldiers are warriors, powerful and invincible." The hilt of the sword in the hand of a soldier loosened, and the blade fell to the ground.

When he opened his eyes again, Yun Chi was holding a silver spear, grabbing two people with one hand, as if it was not as heavy as his spear. Yun Chi's silver spear was against the necks of the two people, and the sound pierced through the clouds and cracked the rocks, reaching everyone's ears:

"These two men look like Hu people. They are spies from their own tribe and are disrupting the morale of the army. Behead them!"

The two men stared at each other, without saying a word, and knelt on the ground. A trace of bright red blood flowed down the silver spear and splashed onto the big banner. Clouds rose and the sky became bright, and the glow of the glow shone on thousands of people, as if the holy light of the gods and Buddhas in the Central Plains was blessing them.

The soldiers immediately became solemn and dared not say a word.

Li Huaijin raised his arm and shouted, his voice was like thunder and lightning splitting the sky during a violent storm, coming down from the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, and inspiring the army:

"The Shiyan Army obeyed orders, alas? They once called themselves subjects, but they broke their promises and repeatedly rebelled and invaded the border. The Shisi are thieves with wolfish ambitions, and they want the whole country to be in chaos and their bones to be exposed in the wild."

"I am a man of steel, a man of honor who has a loyal country. I would rather be a centurion than a general. I will give you my soldiers and punish the criminals. This battle will benefit the people. We will surely win."

When the Shiyan Army heard the familiar voice, their faces were filled with excitement and joy. They independently issued new orders, and thousands of camps responded with one voice.

"We must win this battle! We must win this battle! We must win this battle!"

The voice of the Flame-Killing Army reached the ears of enemies on all sides. Its momentum was earth-shaking, as if they heard the sound of a tsunami or a landslide. The enemy couldn't help but feel frightened. Recently, there have been rumors that the elite soldiers of the Flame-Killing Army are invincible, able to defeat a hundred with one, and are undefeated in every battle.

Li Huaijin drew his sword and said, "Flag Guards, listen to my orders! If the flag is even slightly off, you will be killed immediately!"

The banner guards responded in a resounding voice: "As long as Changsheng is here, the banner is here. I will die, but as long as the banner is here, I will have no regrets whether I live or die!"

The man holding the big banner was named Changsheng. He was nine feet tall and had a strong build. He looked up at the fluttering flag. His sister had been abducted and lost her trace. If he won today, he would definitely ask the prince to help him find his sister.