The princess is killing like crazy again

"If you can win, why should you draw?" Liu Pinjue asked back.

Xiao Yurong smiled, "Winning is tragic, losing is even more painful. A draw will keep both sides safe, isn't that good?"

Liu Pinjue paused for a moment, raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yurong solemnly, "Not good."

Xiao Yurong felt that Liu Pinjue was holding his breath.

"If the master says it's not good, then it's not good." Xiao Yurong didn't know who he was mocking, and laughed, "Anyway, whatever the master says is what it is."

Xiao Yurong lowered his eyes, staring at the chessboard intently, concentrating on the game.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but the game is still undecided.

The rain has gradually subsided and now it is just a drizzle hitting the surface of the lake.

"It's getting late, and the two commanders are still playing chess. They are too inconsiderate of their subordinates." After Xiao Yurong placed a piece, "If we really want to decide the winner, it will probably take a long time. Let's stop here today."

She stood up, her eyes clear, "I lose this round."

Liu Pinjue's movements froze for a moment, and he looked at Xiao Yurong without saying a word.

Xiao Yurong always finished the game of chess with him.

Even when Xiao Yurong was young and couldn't hold back his temper, and would sneak away after playing for a while when he felt bored or felt he was going to lose, Liu Pinjue would catch him back and force him to finish the game.

But now he has no reason or position to do so.

"Sir, please stay." Xiao Yurong said.

Familiar words.

This time she took the lead again.

She walked away, opened her umbrella, walked into the mist and rain, and headed outside.

They should all return to their respective camps. Since they cannot reach an agreement, they have to continue fighting.

Liu Pinjue watched Xiao Yurong's back gradually disappear into the distance, and the girl in the dazzling red robe walked forward holding an umbrella.

She looked straight ahead and took light and firm steps.

She no longer cared about the rain wetting her skirt, because there were always more important things waiting for her.

This time, the road ahead was long and rainy, and she was also a pedestrian.

Liu Pinjue laughed to himself and put the remaining chess piece into his palm.

He looked at the chessboard covered with stars.

The dead end becomes more obvious as time goes by.

It is best not to meet each other again, and go our separate ways. This is the true peace and harmony between the two sides, the true draw.

Until the end of the underworld, there will be no meeting. This is the true draw for people like them, otherwise one side must compromise.

It should have been...

If it were not for the road to the underworld, the king would never meet the king in this life.

On the battlefield, neither Xiao Yurong nor Liu Pinjue held back.

In terms of strategic deployment, Li Yaozhi cleverly used terrain and intelligence to successfully resist Liu's attacks many times.

Yi Yan was amazed, saying that Li Yaozhi lived up to his reputation in later generations.

Despite Xiao Yurong's calm command, both sides still suffered heavy losses and suffered numerous casualties.

The sky was filled with flames, smoke and shouts of killing.

The two armies faced each other with swords drawn.

Suddenly, Liu Pinjue turned around as if he realized something.

Xiao Yurong's bowstring was fully drawn and the arrow was on the string.

She snapped her fingers and the string shot like lightning, heading straight for the general.

Liu Pinjue immediately raised his sword to cut off the arrow. The general, who had nearly died, was sweating profusely from fear.

Xiao Yurong was wearing armor, with her black hair tied up high and a determined look in her eyes.

Liu Pinjue's eyes were deep and complex. Amid the fierce battle between the two sides, his gaze passed through the crowd and met Xiao Yurong's.

A moment of solidification.

The joints of Liu Pinjue's hand that was holding the hilt of the sword turned white due to the force, and he stared straight at Xiao Yurong.

Having come this far, there is no turning back.

The truth will be revealed on the battlefield.

Xiao Yurong raised the corners of his lips.

The results of Liu Pinjue's careful teaching over the years seemed to be reflected in this arrow.

Will Liu Pinjue regret it?

Xiao Yurong always thinks about these things.

When Liu Pinjue blocked her arrow, was he thinking about how his earnest persuasion and hard work finally made her a woman, or was he regretting that he had nurtured a tiger and created an enemy?

But no matter how many worries you have, they seem unimportant at this moment.

The two turned their heads at the same time and threw themselves into the battlefield, intertwined as if only for that moment. Love, hate, helplessness and determination, perhaps all of them were fake.

It was still a fruitless game, and everyone returned to the tent exhausted.

It was late at night and the footsteps of patrolling soldiers could be vaguely heard outside the tent. Xiao Yurong closed his eyes but still could not fall asleep.

"Your Highness." The person who entered the tent called softly, and then closed the heavy curtain carefully.

"Yeah." Xiao Yurong responded, but still turned her back to him.

Li Yaozhi sat down beside Xiao Yurong's bed and lifted her long hair with his cool fingertips.

Xiao Yurong turned around and looked at him, "Mingyang just came here, and was seen by my uncle and taken back."

"Yeah." Li Yaozhi smiled obscurely, "I'm smarter. I'll wait until the previous person is caught before coming here."

Xiao Yurong curled up the corners of his lips, seeming to be amused as well.

"Do you think that if I do this, will I repeat the same mistake? Will I drag everyone into the abyss again just to satisfy my own selfish desires?" Xiao Yurong's smile faded, and he asked with some sadness.

"This is not your Highness's personal desire, but the expectation of all of us." Li Yaozhi leaned over and kissed Xiao Yurong on the forehead.

Xiao Yurong blinked slowly, "You too?"

"As long as the lord wants to conquer the world." Li Yaozhi knelt beside the bed and said, "As long as the princess still wants to save the world."

*

Xiao Yurong's side suffered heavy losses in the fierce battle and their morale was low.

The Liu clan's rear was also short of food and fodder due to consumption.

Through Yi Yan's coercion and inducement, he successfully instigated a member of the Liu clan who was dissatisfied with Liu Pinjue's oppression to rebel.

When attacking the city, Xiao Yurong used this chess piece to cause chaos in Liu's rear.

As the fog was rising, the flank of Liu's soldiers was torn apart, and Xiao's cavalry rushed forward.

Ladders were set up on the wall, and countless soldiers climbed up the wall under the rain of arrows. Even if their bodies were pierced, there would be others to replace them immediately.

Xiao Yurong stared at the closed city gate, where the soldiers were banging on it with wooden stakes.

The city was in chaos.

"Master! We can't stop them! How about we abandon the city and retreat?" Anan asked anxiously.

Liu Pinjue looked towards the city gate. Outside, battering rams were attacking the city, causing the gate and the earth to tremble together, and grains of sand were falling down.

The group of people were at a loss and extremely anxious, but Liu Pinjue just looked at the city gate and did not give any orders.

Liu Pinjue did not respond, and they could not act on their own.

"I've graduated." Liu Pinjue seemed relieved, but also a little sad.

He sighed softly.

"Master?" Anan asked anxiously.

Liu Pinjue asked calmly, "Who else is attacking the city this time besides her and Li Yaozhi?"

"Thank you, Deshu." Abei replied.

"Okay." Liu Pinjue curled his lips, "It's not a loss to exchange this city that I'm ready to abandon at any time for Xie Deshu's life."

Anan was stunned for a moment, then realized that Liu Pinjue was not unprepared.

Liu Pinjue set up a formation in the city, and no matter which general rushed in, he would be pierced by thousands of arrows.

No matter if it was Yi Yan, Huo Zhao, Xie Deshu, Li Yaozhi, or Cui Ci Ning who charged into the battle, they would not lose in any case.

This was a dead end in the city created by the fog.

"Get ready." Liu Pinjue ordered.

"Yes!" The subordinates immediately regrouped and prepared for battle.

"Boom——" the city gate was broken.

The soldiers charging outside the door rushed in.

In the mist, Liu Pinjue could barely see the figure of the leader.

"Wait!" Liu Pinjue's face changed drastically.

In response, thousands of arrows were fired at once, as if in a dramatic manner.

Xiao Yurong instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but he could only see a hazy shadow and himself in the mist.

She turned her horse around subconsciously.

"Your Highness!"

Xiao Yurong was stopped by the waist and suddenly pulled behind a man. The man turned around and hugged her with his back to Wanjian.

A feeling of weightlessness came over him, and Li Yaozhi fell off the horse while holding Xiao Yurong.

The sound of arrows breaking through the air was heard in her ears, and Li Yaozhi stretched out his hand to protect her head.

There was chaos all around.

"Master!" Xie Deshu shouted hurriedly, and stepped forward to stop those who were rushing forward to finish him off.

The tip of his gun reflected a cold silver light and rushed towards the enemy like a gale.

He fell into an extremely familiar embrace and fell to the ground.

Xiao Yurong's eyebrows relaxed, and when he came to his senses, tears welled up in his throat, "Shao Yan..."

She could only hear Li Yaozhi's slightly rapid breathing and the sound of the arrow breaking through the air and sinking into flesh and blood.

Xiao Yurong was put down and slowly sat down with his back against a wall.

Li Yaozhi's voice was so weak that it seemed to be just a breath, and it rang above her head: "It's okay, Your Highness..."

His breath was close, his body slowly slid down, and his head lowered to rest on Xiao Yurong's shoulder.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the scent of incense that Li Yaozhi usually used, Xiao Yurong's thoughts were in a mess. He raised his hand to touch Li Yaozhi, and reached out to touch it, but he touched the tail feathers of the arrow and a sticky and slippery liquid.

Xiao Yurong's pupils trembled as he saw the glaring blood on his palm. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

At this point, Li Yaozhi was still subconsciously protecting her with his body.

Even if thousands of arrows pierced her heart, she was willing to accept it.

She trembled and closed her eyes, "Do you regret following me?"

"No regrets." Li Yaozhi replied.

Xiao Yurong asked for the last time: "Is it worth it?"

Li Yaozhi replied: "It's worth it."

"Zhaoyang!" A bright voice seemed to illuminate the fog.

Cui Ci Ning spurred his horse and led his troops through the fog.

The general said anxiously: "My Lord! Their follow-up reinforcements have arrived!"

Their original purpose was to use the empty city to kill the enemy's counselors or generals first, and then retreat quickly after succeeding.

But when he saw Liu Pinjue's expression, he felt something was wrong.

Cui Ci Ning arrived as promised, and for a moment, swords were drawn and chaos reigned.

"Master!" Anan and Abei flashed to Liu Pinjue's side.

Liu Pinjue's face turned pale and he grabbed Anan's arm, "She, she..."

Abei's face did not look good either, and his heart was filled with great fear.

"I'll go look for it!" Anan gritted his teeth and pushed Abei's shoulder, "You and the master go first!"

"Let's go, my lord. If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave." Ah Bei calmed down and said, "She won't die. I just saw Li Yaozhi behind her. She won't die."

He repeated many times that she would not die, and it was unclear whether he was persuading Liu Pinjue or comforting himself.

The Liu family withdrew their troops.

"Zhaoyang!" Cui Ci Ning hurriedly dismounted and ran towards Xiao Yurong.

"Mingyang, here!" Xiao Yurong shouted, his face pale, "Quick! Shao Yan was shot by an arrow!"

When Cui Qining saw Li Yaozhi's expression, he also took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Here! Quick!"

A group of people hurriedly carried Li Yaozhi up, and a military doctor came forward to check his injuries and provide emergency treatment.

Cui Ci Ning nervously checked the bloody Xiao Yurong's condition from head to toe, "Zhaoyang, how are you?"

"I'm fine, this is all Shao Yan's blood." Xiao Yurong followed Li Yaozhi's gaze and shook his head.

One side abandoned the city, the other was seriously injured, both sides suffered heavy losses.

Both sides rested for a short period of time and tacitly avoided fighting.

Liu Pinjue's reaction on the battlefield was too great, which naturally aroused the suspicion of his clansmen.

"To catch a thief, we must first catch the leader. Since we have captured Xiao Yurong, why don't we kill him?"

"This is a golden opportunity, why did you give it up, my lord?"

"My Lord, could it be that you really have feelings for Princess Zhaoyang and can't bear it?"

"When Fu Guang was here, I became suspicious. How could it be such a coincidence? Do you think Fu Guang is Princess Zhaoyang?"

"Could it be that the Lord is willing to sacrifice his kingdom and Liu's character for a woman?"

Liu Pinjue didn't have the energy to deal with the gossip now, but Abei always had a cold face and would severely punish anyone who heard such words.

There was still no news about Anan.

Liu Pinjue became more and more anxious day by day. He kept thinking about the figure charging forward in the fog that day, and the scene of thousands of arrows being fired at the same time.

How could it be Xiao Yurong?

Didn’t you say it was Xie Deshu?

He had already lost Xiao Yurong once before. He saw with his own eyes that Xiao Yurong died in Li Yaozhi's arms, and when he shook Xiao Yurong's hand, he got no response.

He was unwilling to believe that Xiao Yurong was dead, and secretly sent people to search for him.

But in fact he also knew that he was still deceiving himself.

When Xiao Yurong appeared in front of him, he was in disbelief.

Even Liu Pinjue himself couldn't tell what he was thinking at that time, but his eyes became moist for some reason.

The dampness in my heart seemed to have given birth to moss, which was stirring.

And now, has he killed Xiao Yurong with his own hands?

"Is there any news about Anan?" Liu Pinjue asked when he saw Abei coming.

Abei was depressed. He shook his head and remained silent.

Liu Pinjue took a deep breath and sat back.

That little devil might be trying to deceive him again, just like he faked his death last time.

Maybe at night, they would take advantage of their lowered vigilance and launch a night attack.

He could only keep comforting himself.

Ah Bei said, "The spies over there only said that they saw the princess return to the camp with great fanfare, and doctors kept coming in and out of the tents, as if someone was seriously injured. They brought out basins of blood one after another, and the scene was horrible."

Liu Pinjue's expression became even uglier. "Didn't you see who it was?"

Abei shook his head.

"But..." he said with difficulty, "I seemed to see her covered in blood, and her changed clothes were covered in blood..."

Liu Pinjue staggered back a step, and his pale face made Abei's heart tighten.

"Master!" Abei quickly stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to help Liu Pinjue.

"No problem." Liu Pinjue closed his eyes and frowned.