The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 49 His Fury

Suddenly, flames erupted inside and outside the prisoner-of-war camp. Xiahou Ying leaped into the air, ignoring whether Pang Ban and Shen Xin behind him tried to stop him, and rushed into the sea of ​​fire without hesitation. However, the tent engulfed in scorching flames was empty except for a horrifying, blackened corpse that reeked of tar.

"Yin Quan!" Xiahou Ying shouted her name amidst the sea of ​​fire. His brows furrowed, and his delicate hands clenched into fists. The roaring flames illuminated his pale, bluish-white knuckles, making them appear ferocious.

"Xiahou Ying!" A louder shout came from outside the tent. Yin Quan, who had been rescued from the fire by Wei Jun, struggled to rush back, but was held back by him.

Hearing her voice amidst the crackling of the flames, Xiahou Ying immediately shot out and flew to her side.

A figure, as radiant and pure as the dawn's light, descended from the raging flames. The orange-red glow of the flames reflected on his pristine white robes, like a blood-stained banner, swaying directly into everyone's sight. The wind whipped the constantly fluttering hem of his robes, making a fierce sound, like the low groans of demons from hell, highlighting his imposing and awe-inspiring presence.

He lowered his gaze and took in her radiant smile. In an instant, a surge of electricity coursed through his heart and soul.

She was so extraordinary that when he heard her scream, he almost knocked over all the soldiers blocking his way so he could get to her as quickly as possible.

But now, seeing the dazzling smile on her face, he secretly sighed at his impulsiveness.

He had not felt such intense and unsettling emotions in a long time.

It's all because of her.

Xiahou Ying looked at Yin Quan, a dull ache rolling in his heart, yet he felt a bittersweet joy.

As long as she's alright, that's all that matters.

He didn't know exactly what had happened in the prisoner-of-war camp, but he could guess about 70-80% of it.

The secret assassin group directly under Chahar has always been cunning and ruthless, and has never failed. Before Wei Jun, Yin Quan must have come up with some way to buy time.

As Xiahou Ying pondered this, a slight tremor ran through her heart, and her gaze toward her became a mixture of brightness and gloom.

He pursed his lips, moved his arm as if to touch her thin cheek, but ultimately did not do so.

Yin Quan's chest heaved, whether from shock or excitement, it was hard to tell.

"That assassin suddenly burst into flames!" Her bright eyes widened as she pointed to the collapsed tent behind him, her face still showing signs of shock.

"Luckily, Wei Jun arrived in time!" With that, Yin Quan looked away and grinned at Wei Jun, who was completely wrapped in a dark blue cloak.

The sound of her heart pounding incessantly filled her ears. She clutched her chest, breathing heavily. Before she knew it, her back was soaked with cold sweat.

Everything that had just happened happened in the blink of an eye, and looking back now, she felt a little scared.

If it weren't for the poison taking effect in the assassin's body, that charred corpse would probably be hers now.

Thinking of this, she suddenly looked up at Xiahou Ying as if she had remembered something.

She thought she had just heard him calling her name...

The voice was urgent and anxious, no longer as calm and indifferent as before.

A surge of warmth coursed through Yin Quan's heart. She stared intently at the upright figure, as straight as a pine tree, and was about to step forward when Xiahou Ying unexpectedly turned and walked towards Shen Xin.

"Commander Shen, the Luming Pass gate has not been damaged. The identity of the traitor is self-evident..." Xiahou Ying did not finish his sentence, but narrowed his long eyes slightly, his expression frosty.

"This humble general is guilty!" With a "thump," Shen Xin knelt down on both knees, feeling his whole body stiffen and his lungs grow cold.

He trusted the wrong people and plunged his soldiers and the people of the country into misery. He is no longer worthy of the title of General Commander of the Northern Garrison.

“Ignorance is no excuse, but it is impossible to guard against traitors infiltrating the army. However, as the leader of an army and the iron bulwark of the country, you have mistakenly trusted traitors and should be punished; you have also led loyal and good people into injustice and should be executed.” Xiahou Ying stood with his hands behind his back in front of Shen Xin, his voice deep and steady, like an iron hammer striking a drum. Even though the night wind was howling, it did not sound weak.

His voice was like a flash of fire piercing the night sky, sharp and cold, striking straight into everyone's eardrums, disrupting the silence, yet making the night deeper and more intense.

"This humble general is willing to atone for his crimes and go to annihilate the traitors guarding the north!"

“Very well, I believe there is someone more suitable than myself to guard this pass.” With that, Xiahou Ying stepped aside, and the many figures parted to reveal a tall figure. The figure was shrouded in a thick black cloak and wore a hood, making it impossible to see his face.

The man walked straight between Xiahou Ying and Shen Xin before taking off his hood, clasping his hands in greeting, and saying, "This sinful subject Lu Xun greets Prince Duan!"

Lu Xun's appearance immediately shocked the generals present.

"The most urgent task is to defend Luming Pass with all our might. I hope that all of you generals and soldiers can put aside your differences and work together to protect our Western Liang kingdom!"

Skimming over the undisguised astonishment in their eyes, Xiahou Ying didn't point it out, but continued speaking.

Although Lu Xun's return to the Northern Garrison caused some embarrassment to many generals, including Shen Xin, they quickly put this embarrassment aside and focused all their efforts on defending against the enemy.

The night sky was pitch black, and dark clouds gradually rose, obscuring the crescent moon and stars that were originally clearly visible.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, seemingly a harbinger of a change in the weather.

Yin Quan had heard Harina say that the mountain climate around Luming Mountain was unpredictable and extremely difficult to control, often with fierce winds and torrential rains. Although the rains did not last long, they came on fast and fiercely, like wolves and tigers.

Xiahou Ying, along with the generals stationed in the north, had already gone to the Luming Pass gate. The people of Santong had also been dispersed. Pang Ban and Lian Hongling stayed with her in the tent to protect her.

The night that passed was thrilling, but it was nothing compared to the unbearable torment I was feeling right now.

Yin Quan sat or stood in his tent, pacing back and forth, never idle for a moment.

"Pang Ban, are there enough troops to defend the north? There are three gates at Luming Pass. What if Xiahou Ying and his men ambushed the wrong place..." She could no longer suppress her anxiety and looked at the expressionless Pang Ban.

“Miss Yin, the master wouldn’t do something without being sure of success.” Pang Ban frowned slightly, clearly somewhat annoyed.

"But the garrison in the north was already nearly wiped out, and five hundred elite troops had even mutinied..."

“Ah Quan, Prince Duan commands his troops like a demon, you don’t need to worry.”

Upon hearing Lian Hongling's voice, Pang Ban glanced at her with almost gratitude.

Upon hearing this, Yin Quan stared at Lian Hongling, her lips twitched slightly, and then she sat down again.

Resting her chin on her hand, she didn't really know why she had become the way she was now.

She knew perfectly well that Xiahou Ying was incredibly powerful, as imposing and unshakeable as a mountain, yet she was inexplicably anxious.

What she found even more unbearable was that, in this situation, she couldn't do anything at all!

This was the first time she felt disgusted with her own silver tongue, which she was so proud of. She wanted superpowers! She wanted martial arts skills!

Just as it was roaring in the dark, a slight tremor suddenly came from the ground.

The tremor didn't resemble an earthquake; it was more like a high-frequency tremor with small amplitude and high velocity.

With a slight frown, Yin Quan squatted down and carefully felt the ground with his palm for a moment. Then, a thought suddenly popped into his mind: a flood? Or the resonance caused by the army's advance?

This……

There haven't been continuous torrential rains in recent days, so where did the flood come from?

Resonance...

How many people would it take to cause such a tremor?

Could it be that they intend to blow up the mountain?!

"Pang Ban, are there any rivers near Deer Cry Mountain?" Yin Quan asked in a low voice, looking up at Pang Ban.

Upon hearing this, the dark-faced guard crossed his arms and thought for a moment before replying, "There is a Deer Cry River."

"Luming River?" Upon hearing this, Yin Quan suddenly remembered that Harina had once said that the Luming Mountain range had been eroded by wind for a long time due to climate, making it thin and brittle. Even outside of the rainy season, it would often experience flash floods. If someone did this intentionally, it could almost cause the entire mountain to collapse.

Oops!

The true intention of the Mongol army was to destroy Deer Cry Mountain!

"Pang Ban! Quickly bring Xiahou Ying and the others back! The Mongol army's true intention is..." Before Yin Quan could finish speaking, a series of metallic clanging sounds suddenly came from outside the tent. At the same time, Pang Ban and Lian Hongling immediately sandwiched Yin Quan between them.

The tremors from the ground grew stronger, and the sounds of fighting outside the tent continued to escalate. Hearing the sounds of flesh breaking and bones snapping, Yin Quan felt her scalp tighten. She knew the ferocity of the Ghost Slash, but now she was even more worried about this natural disaster that was about to be caused by human intervention.

The key to breaking through Luming Mountain at minimal cost is to take advantage of its unique wind-erosion environment. The weakest link in this winding mountain range is undoubtedly Luming Pass, which was used as a trade gateway.

If the mountain were to collapse, the guards would undoubtedly be the first to be affected, becoming the most innocent victims.

The reason why Deputy General Li said those things earlier was probably to lure the border troops into the sluice gate, so that the Mongol army could use this vicious plan.

Seeing the tiny pebbles constantly shifting on the ground, Yin Quan bit her lip and shouted at Pang Ban, "Pang Ban, run! Those are the lives of thousands of Xiliang soldiers!"

Having said that, Yin Quan shoved Pang Ban out of the tent. The moment the tent flap was lifted, she saw the elite soldiers, still clad in Xiliang armor, frantically attacking, and the bloodied corpses scattered everywhere. At the very back of the crowd were rows of crossbows gleaming darkly in the firelight, each with three finely crafted steel arrows flashing with a bluish light. With just one command from the traitorous deputy general standing at the back of the line, she risked being riddled with bullets.

Just then, a sharp shout rang out, and countless arrows flew towards her. A series of clanging sounds filled the air as Pang Ban's sword flashed, deflecting all the rain-like arrows.

"My master has instructed me to protect Miss Yin at all costs," Pang Ban said in a deep, emotionless voice.

"You listen to everything he says! Would you go and die if he told you to?!" Seeing that Pang Ban wouldn't listen to her, Yin Quan roared angrily.

"I will obey your orders, no matter what." Pang Ban replied without hesitation, his features still expressionless and hardened.

"Pang Ban!" Before Yin Quan could finish his roar, that cold, sharp shout rang in his ears again.

"Fire arrows!"

Another volley of steel arrows rained down, and the muffled sounds of metal colliding and flesh tearing filled his ears. People around him fell one by one, making Yin Quan's scalp tingle.

The man fired arrows indiscriminately, as if determined to kill her, leaving her no way out.