The Second World in Ancient Times

The news struck me like a bolt from the blue, my heart instantly clenching. The king's captivity meant the entire palace was plunged into an unprecedented crisis. Deep down, I knew that if we couldn't rescue him in time, the consequences would be unimaginable. The entire palace would be engulfed by a dark conspiracy, plunged into endless chaos and turmoil.

"Afeng, quickly gather our most elite guards, without wasting a moment!" I was extremely anxious, and ordered in a hurried voice with unquestionable majesty.

Ah Feng took the order and left in a hurry. Time seemed to be stretched out infinitely at this moment, and every second that passed was like a heavy blow on my heart. Fortunately, it didn't take long before dozens of battle-hardened guards who were loyal to me gathered in front of me. I swept my eyes over each of them one by one, and then said loudly: "Brothers, the king is now surrounded, and his life is at stake. As his subjects, we must risk our lives to save him. I have planned a plan to make a feint to the east and attack in the west. I will lead a part of you, disguised as the main force, to attack one part of the enemy camp and attract all their troops. At the same time, send our masters with outstanding martial arts skills to attack from the side, break through the encirclement, and rescue the king. Although this plan is risky, we have no choice. Only success can keep the peace in the palace. Are you willing to follow me to take the risk?"

"We obey the Empress's orders, even at the cost of our lives!" the guards shouted in unison, their voices resounding through the heavens, as if they could break through the numerous difficulties and reach the sky. Their determined eyes and resolute demeanor flowed like a warm current into my heart, bringing me a sense of comfort and further strengthening my resolve for this rescue operation.

"Okay, let's set off immediately!" Without hesitation, I jumped on my horse, took the lead, and led the disguised main force team to gallop towards the selected enemy camp.

The sound of our horses' hooves kicked up clouds of dust, and like a surging torrent of steel, we charged towards the enemy camp with a resolute determination to face death. As we approached the camp, I took a deep breath and shouted, "Soldiers, today's battle concerns the honor of the court and the safety of the king. We must show these traitors our bravery. Kill!"

With that, I brandished my sword and charged into the enemy ranks. The blade flickered, its light gleaming coldly. Each strike carried with it a wave of resolve and fury, as if to cleave this conspiracy and darkness with one blow. Undaunted, the guards followed closely behind, their cries of killing deafening, echoing through the valley, as if declaring our fearlessness to the enemy.

"Haha, you think you can shake our defense line with just a few of you? You are simply overestimating your own abilities!" Upon seeing this, a general in the enemy camp burst into laughter, which was full of disdain and arrogance.

"You traitor, stop being so arrogant! The king has blessed the world with his grace, and you dare to rebel. You will be punished by heaven! Today is the day of your destruction!" I struggled to resist the enemy's attack while shouting angrily. My purpose was to attract their attention and make them mistakenly think that we were the real main force, thereby attracting more troops.

"Hit them hard, don't let them run away!" The enemy general waved his hand, and more enemies rushed towards us like a tide.

"Your Majesty, there are more and more enemies, and we are under so much pressure!" A guard said to me panting during a break in the battle. His face was covered with sweat and fatigue, but his eyes were still firm.

"Don't be afraid, we have to hold on. As long as we can attract their main force, the masters of light skills will have a chance to break through." I encouraged him loudly, and at the same time, the sword in my hand danced faster and more frequently. The sword arcs shone in the sun, like rays of hope, forcing back wave after wave of enemies.

On the other side of the battlefield, our masters of light martial arts were stealing silently towards the encirclement that the king was trapped in. Dressed in black night clothes, they were nimble and agile, like ghosts in the dark night, moving freely among the trees and grass without making a sound.

"Captain, there's an encirclement ahead, and the enemy's defense looks very tight." A master of Qinggong said in a low voice, his eyes revealing solemnity and vigilance.

"Don't be anxious, proceed according to the plan. Spread out first and look for loopholes in their defense." The captain commanded calmly, his voice steady and low, as if it had a reassuring power.

The experts quickly dispersed, hiding in the trees and brush, as if blending into nature, leaving no trace. A moment later, a group of Qinggong masters began making noise at the edge of the encirclement. They picked up stones from the ground and hurled them at the enemy sentries. The stones streaked across the night sky like meteors, hitting their targets with precision and making a slight sound.

"Who is it? There's an assassin!" The enemy sentry shouted in panic, and the sound instantly broke the silence of the night.

For a moment, part of the encirclement's troops were attracted over. They ran towards the direction from which the stones came, trying to find the assassin, their steps hurried and frantic.

"Now is the time, brothers, charge!" The captain seized the opportunity and led the second group of masters of light skills to rush towards the weak link of the encirclement like a cheetah.

Their figures flashed, as fast as lightning, and they instantly engaged in fierce close combat with the enemy. Swords clashed, sparks flew, and every movement was full of power and skill.

"Where did you come from?" the enemy asked in horror, but he did not dare to slack off with the weapons in his hands. He waved them frantically at the masters of light skills, trying to resist this sudden attack.

"We are the embodiment of justice. We are here to save the king and punish you rebels!" A master of Qinggong roared, the dagger in his hand moving like a snake, skillfully avoiding the enemy's attacks while looking for an opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the enemy, his eyes burning with flames of anger.

However, the enemy's encirclement was carefully arranged after all. Although the masters of light skills were all highly skilled in martial arts, they still encountered stubborn resistance in the face of numerous enemies.

"Captain, there are too many enemies, it's difficult for us to break through!" A team member shouted anxiously, his forehead covered with sweat, sliding down his cheeks.

"Don't panic, everyone cooperate with each other and find their weaknesses. We must rescue the king!" The captain's voice was firm and steady, which brought a sense of confidence to the team members and allowed them to calm down in this difficult situation.

On my side of the battlefield, the fighting intensified. The enemy's attacks came like a torrential downpour, and we were gradually losing our bearings. The clash of swords and blades was incessant, while shouts and screams mingled like a symphony of death.

"My queen, if we continue like this, our casualties will increase. What should we do?" Afeng looked at me with worry on his face. There were many scratches on his face, but he still stayed by my side.

"Hold on a little longer, I believe those masters of Qinggong will be able to find a breakthrough. If that doesn't work, we'll change our tactics and rush over to meet them." I gritted my teeth, thinking quickly about various possible responses, my brain working at full speed, trying to find a glimmer of hope in this chaotic battle situation.

Just then, I saw a sudden commotion behind the enemy camp. It turned out to be a swarm of spies we'd planted inside who had launched a surprise attack at a crucial moment, surging from within to counter our frontal assault. Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the dark night. Shouts of killing and the enemy's cries of terror echoed one after another.

"Brothers, our chance has come! Attack from both inside and outside, charge!" I shouted excitedly, with a hint of surprise and hope in my voice.

The guards' morale surged, like a tiger with wings, as they charged at the enemy with even greater ferocity. Their swords swung with ever greater force, each strike brimming with determination to win. Meanwhile, on the other side of the encirclement, the masters of Qinggong (light-strengthening skills) seized upon the chaos in the enemy camp, found a new opening, and launched another charge.

"Kill! For the king, for the court!" The captain shouted slogans and led the team members forward bravely. Their figures were looming in the firelight, like a group of fearless warriors.

Despite our best efforts, the king's encirclement remains impervious, and the situation remains critical. I know this battle has reached its most crucial moment. We must devise a more ingenious strategy to successfully rescue the king and completely reverse the tide of battle. At this moment, I suddenly remembered a formation I'd seen in ancient texts; perhaps I could give it a try.

"Afeng, pass the order down, let the brothers change their formation and form a fish scale formation!" I shouted.

Afeng, though puzzled, quickly relayed my orders. The guards quickly adjusted their positions, shields in front, spears behind, layered and tightly packed like fish scales. We slowly advanced, each step firm and powerful. The enemy's attacks rained down on our shields, but they struggled to penetrate our defenses.

"What kind of formation is this? How can it be so strong!" someone in the enemy camp exclaimed.

"Hmph, this is the end of your rebellion. You will definitely be defeated today!" I responded loudly, trying to overwhelm the enemy with my momentum.

Under the cover of the fish-scale formation, we gradually approached where the king was trapped. Meanwhile, the masters of Qinggong also engaged in a desperate fight with the enemy within the encirclement. Using their agile postures, they shuttled through the enemy formation, pinning down a large number of enemy forces.

"My queen, we are almost approaching the king, but the enemy's resistance is still very stubborn." Afeng said.

"Don't relax, keep moving forward. Our reinforcements should be arriving soon. As long as we hold on, we will succeed." I gripped the sword tightly in my hand and looked ahead with a firm gaze.

At this moment, I saw that the enemy had deployed many archers around the tent where the king was trapped. They were on high alert, ready to unleash a barrage of arrows if anyone approached. This was undoubtedly a major obstacle to our rescue efforts.

"Afeng, take a few brothers with you and go around to the side to divert the attention of those archers." I said after thinking for a moment.

Afeng followed the order and left, accompanied by several agile guards, sneaking quietly to the side. They deliberately made some noises to attract the attention of the archers.

"There are enemies over there, shoot quickly!" The archers turned their arrows towards Afeng and his group, and the arrows shot like locusts.

"Now, charge!" I seized the opportunity and led the remaining guards to rush towards the king's tent.

Seeing that we had broken through the defense line, the enemy surrounded us and tried to stop us. But we were desperate and had only one belief in our hearts, which was to rescue the king.

"You rebels, today is the day you die!" I roared, swinging the sword in my hand like lightning, and every sword was filled with my anger and determination.

In the fierce battle, we gradually approached the king's tent. But at this moment, an enemy general blocked my way, holding a big knife and with a fierce look in his eyes.

"If you want to save the king, you have to get past me first!" he shouted.

"Come on!" Undaunted, I charged forward. Our swords clashed, a resounding clash of blades and sparks flying. Using the fighting techniques I'd learned in modern times, I deftly dodged his attacks while searching for his weaknesses.

"You, a woman, have such skills!" said the enemy general in surprise.

"Hmph, your conspiracy will not succeed!" I took advantage of his distraction and stabbed him with my sword, scratching his arm.

He took a few steps back in pain, and I took the opportunity to break free from his grasp and continue rushing towards the king's tent.

When I rushed into the tent, I saw that the king was safe and sound, but there were still many enemies around him.

"Your Majesty, you are here." When the king saw me, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely be able to rescue you," I said.

At this time, Afeng and his men also managed to escape the pursuit of the archers and joined me. We launched a final decisive battle with the enemy in the tent.

"Kill!" I shouted, leading the guards to charge at the enemy. After a fierce battle, we finally cleared all the enemies in the tent.

But the enemies outside still surround us heavily, and we are not completely out of danger. I know that we must find a way to completely repel the enemy in order to truly rescue the king.

"Your Majesty, let's hold on here and wait for reinforcements," I said to the king.

"Okay, this time it's all thanks to you, Concubine Yu." The king said gratefully.

We were on high alert in the tent, ready for the next enemy attack.