On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

"Ding--!"

A crisp, metallic clang suddenly rang out.

Aguda's massive axe, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, was blocked less than three inches from Lin Zhen's forehead by a jet-black phoenix-headed spear.

The owner of the spear was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a black and gold gown.

She appeared in front of Lin Zhen without her noticing, her usually cool and aloof face now covered with frost.

She was still wearing that exquisitely black phoenix-themed dress, with its five-zhang-long dark gold train. Even on this chaotic battlefield, it remained spotless, like a sacred barrier that isolated her from all the bloodshed and filth.

The giant phoenix embroidered in real gold thread on the hem of the skirt, with its wide-open eyes, seemed to come alive, looking down at the ignorant ant in front of it with a gaze full of contempt and judgment.

"Husband, you don't need to handle this kind of stuff yourself."

Murong Yan turned her head to look at Lin Zhen, and a hint of girlish coquettishness flashed in her beautiful phoenix eyes, a trait she only revealed in front of him.

"give it to me."

"it is good."

Lin Zhen smiled, took a step back, and handed the battlefield over to his Empress, who was full of fighting spirit.

"you……"

Agudamu stared wide-eyed at the woman who had suddenly appeared before him, a woman of unbelievable beauty, whose eyes, hidden beneath the demon mask, were wide open.

He didn't understand.

How could this seemingly frail woman possibly withstand his full-force attack?

In that moment of distraction.

Murong Yan moved.

The phoenix-headed spear in her hand suddenly trembled!

A tremendous force, brimming with destructive power, erupted from the gun instantly!

Agudamu felt an irresistible, terrifying force emanating from the axe.

His arms, which were thicker than an average person's thighs, were actually shaken by this force, causing the tiger's mouth to split open and blood to flow freely!

The giant axe in his hand flew out high into the air!

"This is impossible!"

Agudamu looked at his empty hands and let out a roar of resentment!

However, Murong Yan did not give him any time to think.

The phoenix-headed spear in her hand, like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, drew an arc in the air filled with the aura of death!

It stabbed fiercely towards his throat!

too fast!

Agudamu didn't even have time to react before he felt a chill on his neck.

Pfft——!

A soft sound.

The jet-black phoenix-headed spear easily pierced through his supposedly impenetrable heavy armor, emerging from the back of his neck!

Hot blood gushed down the gun barrel.

Agudamu's burly body suddenly stiffened.

His eyes were always wide open, filled with nothing but horror.

He couldn't understand it until his death.

Why did I die at the hands of a woman?

"General!"

The wolf riders who were still putting up a last-ditch resistance were terrified when they saw that their commander had been killed by a woman with a single spear thrust.

They no longer had the courage to resist.

They dropped their weapons, turned their wolf heads, and fled frantically away from the sand dunes.

"Want to run?"

Lin Zhen looked at the wolf riders who were scattering like stray dogs, and a cruel and cold smile appeared on his face.

He slowly raised his right hand.

He gently grasped the sand dunes that were already stained red with blood.

"I said."

"Leave no one behind."

The moment the words fell.

boom--! ! !

The entire sand dune trembled violently!

Countless black iron chains, which had long been buried beneath the sand, suddenly burst forth from the soft sand!

They bound the wolf riders, along with their wolves, tightly together as they desperately fled!

The air tightened slowly amidst their cries of despair and fear.

Click——!

Click——!

Click——!

A series of teeth-grinding, bone-cracking sounds rose and fell.

Those two thousand men were the Northern Desert Wolf Cavalry, who once struck fear into the hearts of the entire Great Qian border army.

And so, Lin Zhen humiliated him and strangled him to death on this grassland.

The battle is over.

"Okay, clean up the battlefield."

Lin Zhen clapped his hands, as if he were doing something trivial.

"Take off all the armor from these wolf riders. It's valuable stuff, don't waste it."

"Yes!"

All the soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty only came to their senses after hearing Lin Zhen's order.

They let out a deafening cheer, and as if injected with adrenaline, they rushed towards the already cold corpses.

"Husband, when did you bury so many iron chains down there?"

Murong Yan walked to Lin Zhen's side. She put away the phoenix-headed spear that was still dripping blood, and her beautiful phoenix eyes were full of curiosity.

"Just before they came in."

Lin Zhen smiled and reached out to pull her into his arms.

“I had expected them to come, so I prepared a big gift for them in advance.”

Upon hearing this, a proud and honorable expression appeared on Mu Renyan's pretty face.

She knew that her man would always be so shrewd and calculating.

……

Three days later.

A ragged and weary group came into view of Yumen Pass.

They were the breakout team led by Lin Zhen and Murong Yan.

In the past three days, they have traveled nearly a thousand miles in succession.

Although they destroyed several small tribes in the northern desert along the way, they replenished their supplies.

However, the continuous high-intensity raids and battles also took a heavy toll on them.

The team of 1,500 people has now dwindled to less than 1,000.

Exhaustion was etched on everyone's face.

They had already finished their rations yesterday.

If it weren't for the belief in returning home, I probably would have already collapsed on this grassland.

"Your Majesty, we...we're out of food."

A captain in charge of logistics walked up to Murong Yan, his voice filled with despair.

"Soldiers, you have not eaten for a day and a night."

"If this continues, I'm afraid... I'm afraid we'll starve to death here before the pursuers from the northern desert arrive."

These words plunged everyone present into despair.

Yes.

Although they successfully escaped from the Northern King's inescapable trap, they found themselves in another predicament.

Out of food.

On this desolate grassland, far from any village or shop, running out of food means death.

Murong Yan looked at the soldiers, each one pale and thin with cracked lips, and a trace of pity flashed in her clear, cold phoenix eyes.

She was about to speak, to say something to boost morale.

Lin Zhen spoke first, however.

"Who said we're out of food?"

He walked up to the logistics captain, who looked utterly desperate, and patted him on the shoulder.

"I have already prepared a sumptuous feast for you."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the seemingly ordinary Gobi Desert not far away.

"Everyone follow me."