Rebirth and Rewriting Fate

Major General Xu led his troops out to meet the enemy again. This time, there were at least three hundred men, and he took all of them with him.

When he sent someone to deliver a message to Yun Chu, Yun Chu remained silent, her lips pressed tightly together. She didn't say a word; the situation left her no room for further hesitation or choice, because this was the only option.

But this time, someone will sacrifice themselves. Her eyes flickered.

Yun Chu's hands were clasped tightly together, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, revealing her inner tension and unease. Although she tried to remain calm, the slight trembling betrayed her inner turmoil. Her eyes burned like torches, fixed intently on the situation before her, daring not to relax for a moment.

They resorted to the most primitive and brutal human wave tactic, using living bodies as shields to propel the ranks forward. These rebels, disregarding life and death, used their comrades' bodies as a barrier against arrows, charging relentlessly towards the city gate.

Under such tactics, even if a Royal Guard soldier fired a sharp arrow that pierced the body of the foremost rebel, it often couldn't stop the advance of the rebels behind. Because the instant the arrow pierced the enemy, the comrades behind the wounded rebel would unhesitatingly raise their bows or brandish sharp swords to retaliate. Their eyes were filled with madness and determination, as if they had already disregarded life and death.

Despite the countless deaths and rivers of blood shed by the rebels, their steps never faltered, and they continued their resolute march toward the city gate. It was an almost fanatical obsession.

The situation is becoming increasingly dire and the outlook is not optimistic.

Smoke billowed and sparks flew atop the city walls. The enemy's offensive surged like a tidal wave, crashing down on the defending soldiers wave after wave.

In the fierce battle, many soldiers were soon wounded. Their bodies were covered with arrow wounds and knife wounds, stained with blood, and in excruciating pain. However, they showed no sign of retreating. They gritted their teeth, endured the pain, and continued to fight despite their exhaustion.

Yun Chu took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. She subconsciously bit her lip, the pain temporarily pulling her out of her chaotic thoughts, but the situation before her became clearer.

"What do we do now?" she asked herself repeatedly, each word like a hammer blow to her heart. The approaching rebels felt like a boulder pressing on her chest, putting her under unprecedented pressure.

She asked herself what Ruo Xiao would do if he were here.

"Watch out!" A sudden shout broke the tense silence.

Yun Chu only felt a powerful force suddenly knock her to the ground, and a heavy black shadow instantly pressed down on her body, protecting her firmly.

She struggled to lift her head, and as her vision gradually cleared, she saw an anxious face—Lin Muxuan's. He was staring intently at her, his eyes filled with concern and anxiety.

She looked at him, full of surprise.

She gently pushed him away, sat up, and looked at his arm.

Lin Muxuan's forearm was wounded by an arrow and was bleeding. A bloody arrow was stuck in the ground next to his arm. Her eyes flickered.

"You're courting death!" Yun Chu's eyes flashed with anger. She stood up, snatched an arrow from a soldier's hand, nocked it, and stared intently at the black flag embroidered with a golden tiger in the distance.

With a whoosh, the arrow pierced the air, and the next second, the rebel's black flag snapped in two.

The black flag fluttered and fell to the ground.

As soon as the battle flag fell, the morale of the defending soldiers immediately soared.

Meanwhile, the opposing camp was thrown into chaos. The rebels were clearly caught off guard by the sudden breaking of their battle flag, and their previously arrogant demeanor was instantly extinguished.

On the city wall, the soldiers who had been shooting arrows with tense focus suddenly stopped and turned their gazes to Yun Chu. Their faces were filled with disbelief. Some stared wide-eyed, their mouths slightly agape, and some even couldn't help but applaud.

Yun Chu was furious. "What are you clapping for! Just shoot already, they've all escaped!"

The soldiers snapped out of their daze and fired furiously at the rebels.

As the rebels retreated, the battlefield gradually quieted down. The smoke cleared, leaving only a scene of devastation and the occasional groans.

"Quickly, save them!" Yun Chu shouted.

Yun Chu looked back and saw Lin Muxuan sitting on the steps next to the stone pillar. He was looking at her with a slight frown.

Yun Chu walked up to him and said, "Go and treat your wounds first!"

“I’ll go after I’m done!” he said firmly, looking at her.

Another stubborn person. Yun Chu couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

"Your Highness!" Nan Rao's voice rang out, "Miss Shangguan has arrived with the Shangguan family!"

Nan Rao was followed by Shangguan Wan'er and several people who looked like doctors.

"Am I not late?" Shangguan Wan'er asked anxiously.

"No, no. I need you just the way I do!" Yun Chu hurriedly said. "Do you have any wound medicine with you?"

"Are you injured?" Shangguan Wan'er asked anxiously.

"It wasn't me, I'm fine."

Shangguan Wan'er found the wound medicine and stuffed it into Yun Chu's hand.

"Roll up the gauze for me again."

"Then I'll go see the others first," Shangguan Wan'er said as she handed Yun Chu the gauze.

"Ah."

Yun Chu took the medicine and gauze and sat down next to Lin Muxuan.

"Thank you so much for saving me! Otherwise, I would have been the one who got hurt," Yun Chu said softly.

She lifted his hand and gently pulled his sleeve back slightly, revealing an arrow wound more than a finger's length on his forearm. Yun Chu opened the bottle cap, carefully sprinkled the powder onto the wound, and then gently wrapped gauze around his forearm with swift and meticulous movements.

Lin Muxuan watched her quietly as she bandaged his wounds, a tender feeling welling up inside him.

He remembered what his grandfather had said to him that day.

"Stop your thoughts. This woman is not someone you can covet." His grandfather's words were calm and firm, like a bucket of cold water in winter, instantly extinguishing the barely perceptible warmth in his heart.

He paused, then spoke, his voice tinged with a barely perceptible bitterness and helplessness, "I only admire her. She is someone I cannot possibly desire." He tried to mask the turmoil within with a light tone, but the sense of loss spread quietly like the night.

Upon hearing this, the grandfather sighed softly, his gaze deep and penetrating, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

"You know it in your heart, that's all that matters. You two are destined to be together but not meant to be."

My grandfather's words contained both regret and admonition, as if he were telling me that some emotions are destined to be buried deep in the heart, becoming an untouchable landscape in life.

Thinking of this, Lin Muxuan's eyes involuntarily darkened, as if shrouded in a thin mist, losing their usual brilliance. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress those chaotic thoughts.