Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

Mo Shisan led a massive reinforcement army that surged in like a tidal wave.

They were all clad in heavy armor, wielding sharp blades, and their morale was high. Wherever they went, dust flew up and their battle cries shook the heavens and the earth.

Such a powerful formation was completely beyond Xin Fujinyan's expectations.

The situation took a dramatic turn in an instant; the previously closed city gates suddenly burst open, creating a pincer movement.

The Huai Army soldiers, who had not yet had their fill of killing, surged out of the city like a raging tide without hesitation.

Xin Fujinyan was currently surrounded by a group of loyal subordinates and was retreating with difficulty.

Xin Fujiyan, who had been silently observing the battle from the shadows, slowly stood up. His cold face was expressionless as he coldly gave the order: "Return to camp."

Fang Yu had no intention of letting these enemies off easily, especially Xin Fujinyan.

With a flash, she leaped down the towering city wall as lightly as a bird, and pursued Xin Fujinyan and the others with lightning speed.

Her goal was very clear: to take Xin Fujinyan's life in one fell swoop.

"Protect the general!" Upon seeing this, Xiang Ye immediately issued the order, and then resolutely stayed behind to cover the rear.

He held a long sword and engaged in a fierce standoff with Fang Yu, who was hot on his heels.

Xiang Ye was secretly astonished; he never expected that there would be such a brave and skilled woman in the Huaizhou army.

When he looked closely, he couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise, because the face, covered in blood and dust and looking somewhat ferocious and terrifying, seemed somewhat familiar.

Before Xiang Ye could figure out the reason, Fang Yu's fierce attack swept in like a storm.

On the other side, Xin Fujinyan was already seriously injured and had no time to care about anything else.

At that moment, all he could do was keep shouting orders: "Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

Xiao Jingqi followed closely behind, anxiously, but before he could reach Fang Yu's side, his path was blocked by enemy soldiers who suddenly appeared from behind.

These enemy troops were well-trained and quickly formed an impenetrable defensive line, making it difficult for Xiao Jingqi to break through.

On the other side, Xiang Ye saw that Fang Yu was just a woman and couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous of her, so he did not use his full strength when they fought.

But to his utter surprise, the seemingly frail woman before him was surprisingly skilled. With a swift movement, she brought her knife down, the sharp blade instantly slicing across Xiang Ye's neck, leaving a bloody gash.

As the excruciating pain struck, Xiang Ye realized that he had underestimated his opponent. He quickly took a few steps back and knelt on one knee to steady himself.

At that moment, he realized that he had been far too careless.

Just as Fang Yu was about to deliver a fatal blow to Xiang Ye, a sharp sword flashed through the air like lightning, perfectly deflecting the long sword she was holding.

The person who came was Xin Fujiyan. It was through Xin Fujiyan that I realized that the figure who had been pressing me relentlessly was actually Fang Yu.

The two men's swords clashed against each other, producing a crisp clanging sound.

Their eyes met, but Fang Yu showed no surprise. Instead, he sneered and mocked, "Young Master Jiyan, do you think you've lived too long and have come here to seek death?"

Although Xin Fujiyan's arm, which was gripping the sword to block, trembled slightly due to the opponent's powerful force, his tone remained calm and composed:

“Miss Fang, today’s battle is of paramount importance. Our commander must not perish here. Otherwise, Huaizhou City will surely suffer annihilation. Can you bear to watch the people of the city die a horrible death?”

Because the two were extremely close together and the surrounding area was filled with deafening shouts of battle, their conversation was so quiet that almost no one but each other could hear it.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu gritted her teeth, glared at Xin Fujiyan, and said sharply, "Are you threatening me?"

"I wouldn't dare. I was just kindly reminding Miss Fang that the General is the Lord's most beloved son! If the General were to die on the battlefield today, the Lord would surely mobilize the entire army of the Chi Kingdom to avenge him. At that time, the losses suffered by Beiyu would far exceed this small city of Huaizhou!"

Xin Fuji said solemnly, his words revealing deep worry.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the soldiers who were still fighting valiantly.

She knew in her heart that although what Xin Fuji said was unpleasant to hear, it was an undeniable fact.

Their victory today was a narrow one. If they continue to fight the enemy recklessly, the city of Huaizhou, which has just been ravaged by war, may not be able to withstand another heavy blow.

Fang Yu turned her gaze to the distance again, where she saw Xin Fujinyan being escorted away safely by a large number of guards. She gritted her teeth and finally put away the long sword in her hand.

However, despite this, the lingering chill in her eyes remained as biting as frost in winter.

"I'll let him off the hook for now, but next time, if he dares to set foot in Beiyu, I'll make sure he never leaves!"

Fang Yu threw down those words harshly, as if to vent all her anger and resentment.

Hearing this, Xin Fujiyan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed slightly to Fang Yu, saying, "Thank you so much, Miss Fang, for your kindness today."

By the time Xiao Jingqi rushed to Fang Yu's side, the enemy troops had already begun their orderly retreat.

"Miss Fang, are you injured?"

Xiao Jingqi gripped Fang Yu's slender arm tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force.

As she spoke, she gently wiped away a drop of blood from the corner of her eye with her fingertip, a drop that did not come from her.

At this moment, Xiao Jingqi was completely unaware that his body was already covered with hideous and terrifying wounds.

Those deep and shallow, crisscrossing wounds, some still bleeding, stained his originally white clothes bright red.

In comparison, Fang Yu's injuries were negligible; perhaps it was just a few strands of hair that had fallen out during the fierce battle.

She took out a snow-white handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped away the bloodstains remaining at the corner of Xiao Jingqi's mouth.

Then, she raised her head, looked past Xiao Jingqi's shoulder, and gazed at the smoke-filled, devastated battlefield. She said calmly, "It's alright now, let's go back."

A thrilling war has finally come to an end. Whether they are brave and fearless soldiers or calm and decisive generals, everyone bears scars of varying sizes.

The Chi Army retreated like a receding tide, withdrawing a full ten miles. At the same time, reinforcements had all arrived outside the city and set up camp, ready for battle.

Back in the city, Fang Yu skillfully took out his medicine kit and began to treat Xiao Jingqi's wounds.

Her movements were gentle, and her expression was focused.