Su Ling's Time Travel

Upon hearing this, Tong Jincheng and Tong Jinyu felt an indescribable surge of emotion and gratitude. They hugged Su Ling tightly, their voices filled with determination and resolve: "Mother, we will work harder and be braver to win more honor for you and the royal family."

Looking at her two sons' determined eyes and heroic faces, Su Ling felt a surge of pride and satisfaction.

Happy Cliff, a picturesque yet deadly place. Legend has it that this was once an ancient battlefield where barbarians clashed with the Central Plains, every inch of its land soaked in the blood and tears of their ancestors. Now, beneath the surface of peace, a new storm is quietly brewing.

Su Ling, a valiant female general, stood atop a cliff, clad in silver armor and wielding a long spear. Her eyes were sharp as an eagle's, seemingly able to see through all illusions. This time, she was ordered by the emperor to lead elite soldiers to Happy Cliff to rescue the border troops besieged by barbarian armies.

"General, we have spotted traces of barbarian troops ahead," a scout rushed in to report, his expression tense.

Upon hearing this, Su Ling frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "All troops, listen to my command! Advance immediately and rescue our trapped brothers before sunset."

At her command, the army surged forward like a tidal wave, marching toward the barbarian army's encampment. Along the way, birdsong echoed through the mountains and forests, but it could not conceal the impending clash of swords.

Below Happy Cliff, the barbarian army's camps stretched endlessly, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys, creating a scene of tranquility and peace. However, this tranquility was merely a facade before the storm. When Su Ling's army appeared before the barbarian forces like divine intervention, the entire valley was instantly shrouded in the shadow of war.

"People of the Central Plains, how dare you invade our territory!" a barbarian general roared, swinging his broadsword at Su Ling.

Su Ling snorted coldly, and with a flick of her spear, easily deflected the enemy's attack. Her movements were agile, like a dragon darting across the battlefield, each thrust of her spear aimed precisely at the barbarian soldiers' vital points. Under her leadership, the morale of the Central Plains soldiers soared, and they engaged in fierce combat with the barbarian army.

However, just as the battle reached a stalemate, an unexpected figure appeared on the battlefield. A barbarian prince, a handsome young man dressed in magnificent battle robes, held a bow and arrow, aiming at Tong Jincheng, a valiant general from the Central Plains and Su Ling's close friend, who was fighting fiercely.

"Release the arrows!" With this command, the barbarian prince's arrows streaked across the sky like meteors, heading straight for Tong Jincheng.

In that critical moment, Su Ling reacted swiftly, turning around abruptly and using her body to shield herself from the deadly arrow. The arrow pierced through her armor, embedding itself deeply in her shoulder, and blood instantly stained her battle robe.

"Su Ling!" Tong Jincheng exclaimed and rushed forward to support her swaying body.

Su Ling's face was pale, but she forced a smile despite the excruciating pain, saying, "I'm fine, you focus on the battle."

However, her injuries were clearly very serious; blood continued to gush from her wounds, staining her hands red. Tong Jincheng was heartbroken; he glared at the barbarian prince, vowing to tear him to pieces.

Just then, Tong Jinyu arrived at the battlefield. She was Tong Jincheng's younger sister and a highly skilled female general. Seeing Su Ling injured, she was filled with rage, brandishing her long sword and charging towards the barbarian army, vowing to avenge Su Ling.

Under the leadership of Tong Jincheng and Tong Jinyu, the morale of the Central Plains soldiers soared, and they fought bravely, finally repelling the barbarian army. However, when the battle ended, Su Ling had already fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

"Su Ling, you must hold on!" Tong Jincheng hugged her tightly, his voice choked with emotion. He couldn't imagine how bleak the world would become if he lost Su Ling.

Tong Jinyu was also extremely anxious. She hurriedly ordered the soldiers to find a military doctor to treat Su Ling's injuries. However, due to the severity of the injuries, the military doctor was helpless and could only temporarily stabilize Su Ling's condition.

Night fell, and the area below Happy Cliff was deathly silent. Tong Jincheng stayed by Su Ling's bedside, never leaving her side. His eyes were filled with worry and anxiety, and Su Ling's resolute voice and heroic figure kept echoing in his mind. He knew that Su Ling had been injured while saving him, and he would never forget this kindness.

"Jin Cheng, go and rest. I'll stay and watch over Su Ling," Tong Jinyu said softly. Looking at her brother's exhausted state, she felt a pang of heartache.

Tong Jincheng shook his head and said firmly, "No, I want to stay with her myself until she wakes up."

Tong Jinyu sighed helplessly; she knew her brother's stubbornness. So, she could only silently stay by his side, protecting Su Ling together.

Time ticked by, and the night grew deeper. Tong Jincheng and Tong Jinyu remained on high alert, fearing any unexpected event might occur. However, their hearts were filled with endless worry and anxiety. They didn't know the extent of Su Ling's injuries, nor whether she would pull through.