He was hacked to death! Reborn and married to the Grand Secretary, his family wept with regret.

Seeing that An Wuyang was determined, Wen Jingnian agreed to An Wuyang's request and soon ordered someone to bring several things that An Wuyang needed.

An Wuyang recalled the ammunition formula based on his memories from his previous life, naturally referring to the dosage of the most powerful bullet that had been modified.

It must be said that An Wuyang was indeed amazed by Luo Qingfan in his previous life. Every time Luo Qingfan came up with something new and made it public, An Wuyang would quietly study it carefully in his room.

Therefore, An Wuyang had already thoroughly mastered the gunpowder ratio for the musket.

Seeing An Wuyang haphazardly stuffing the powder into the musket, Wen Jingnian's gaze became somewhat anxious.

"Lady An, please wait!"

"This matter is extremely dangerous. I urge Madam An to reconsider!"

At this moment, Wen Jingnian stood beside An Wuyang, preventing An Wuyang from standing on the city wall.

"Lord Wen, please rest assured, I am safe and well!"

An Wuyang politely declined Wen Jingnian's offer once again.

Her gaze fell on Yan Juzhi again. Although Yan Juzhi remained taciturn, An Wuyang could always sense his nervousness.

It seemed that ever since the incident, Yan Juzhi's gaze had never left her body.

Seeing An Wuyang looking over, Yan Juzhi simply nodded: "Madam An, you are free to do whatever you want."

Yan Juzhi spoke casually, and if one ignored the slight tremor in his hand as he held the document, one might really believe that he didn't care about An Wuyang's life or death at all.

"Thank you for your trust, Lord Yan. There is another matter I need to explain to you."

Yan Juzhi stepped forward and listened intently. An Wuyang then pointed to the torches stretching for ten miles outside the city wall. Since Yan Juzhi had been beside her when she instructed Zhu Ying earlier, he understood what An Wuyang meant.

"Thank you for your trouble, Lord Yan. After I go down, once the muskets fire, our troops will rush out to engage in the final battle!"

These things had already been discussed with Yan Juzhi when An Wuyang was instructing Zhu Ying.

Yan Juzhi nodded: "Does Madam An trust me that much?"

Now that life and death hang in the balance, An Wuyang has no choice but to trust him.

Moreover, although Yan Juzhi was aloof in his previous life, he had genuinely helped him.

He is ruthless and should not be trusted too much, but he is absolutely trustworthy.

"My life and fortune are in your hands, Lord Yan!"

An Wuyang's words caused a dark glint to flash in Yan Juzhi's eyes, whose gaze had been calm and unwavering.

His gaze suddenly deepened, and he couldn't help but grab An Wuyang's arm.

This time, An Wuyang didn't push him away immediately, but instead firmly grasped Yan Juzhi's hand again.

She smiled faintly, yet her expression conveyed a tragic sense of gladness in facing death.

"Lord Yan, I believe you!"

Yan Juzhi's hands trembled inexplicably, only to see that An Wuyang had already released him and was walking step by step up to the high platform.

Even in coarse clothes, her unparalleled beauty could not be concealed. Yan Juzhi understood that An Wuyang's friendly behavior towards him earlier was not for any particular purpose.

It was merely to express her trust in her subjects as the ruler!

Yan Juzhi took a deep breath, but dared not take his eyes off An Wuyang for even a moment.

Why didn't you stop her?

Wen Jingnian's questioning of Yan Juzhi.

Yan Juzhi then glanced at him with disdain: "She was never a coward who would willingly live under someone else's wings."

"She is a peerless ice lotus, and she deserves to bloom in front of everyone!"

Wen Jingnian couldn't stand Yan Juzhi's fallacies and punched Yan Juzhi in the chin.

"How do you even know her?"

"From a young age, she was most afraid of pain, the dark, and people..."

"She must be terrified right now. Since she trusts you more now, you should protect her!"

Upon hearing Wen Jingnian's words, Yan Juzhi's eyes darkened again. With a flash of his sword, he cut off a lock of hair from Wen Jingnian's temple.

"If Lord Wen truly cares about her, he should understand that the most important thing right now is to ensure that the plan is foolproof!"

Yan Juzhi was not unavenged for the punch, but because it concerned An Wuyang's safety, he would rather endure it than allow internal strife to occur.

Wen Jingnian had calmed down by now. He cupped his hands and said to Yan Juzhi, "Brother Yan, I'm sorry for the offense!"

Yan Juzhi ignored him and kept his gaze fixed on An Wuyang.

Seeing An Wuyang stand resolutely on the high platform, standing before everyone.

"I am An Wuyang!"

A sharp shout silenced the people who had been cursing.

A gentle night breeze blew, causing An Wuyang's hair to flutter in the wind. Standing alone before everyone, she seemed like a celestial being descended from heaven, possessing an extraordinary aura.

Everyone knows what it means to come out and admit one's identity at this time.

Even the parents of those children who had been tied up couldn't bring themselves to curse anymore when they saw An Wuyang.

Many people simply supported each other and cried out loud.

"You are An Wuyang?"

The remnants of the Python King's faction clamored, finally letting out a cold sneer.

"No wonder the master specifically asked for you, you are indeed incomparably beautiful. An Wuyang, listen to us, if you want to save these children, come down now and let us play with you!"