I am!" Cheng Ru'er roared like a madman, "I am the Princess of Beijiang appointed by the Emperor. You are just a country bumpkin, how dare you be the Princess of Beijiang, how dare you""Just because...Han Yun's grip on the sword tightened instinctively. So this was just a small scene

He also knew war was cruel, but this level of cruelty had clearly surpassed his imagination.

Yun Jiu assumed Han Yun, like those soldiers experiencing their first battle, was overwhelmed by the sight and couldn't handle it psychologically.

But such things can only be looked at by oneself, so he couldn't say anything. At this moment, he just patted Han Yun on the shoulder.

And the confrontation between Mo Yunjing and Bai Feng was still ongoing. Bai Feng tried to absorb Mo Yunjing's inner strength, but unexpectedly, he was backfired.

Right now, he has already been injured several times by Mo Yun Jing.

Yunliu and the others did want to go up and help their prince, but to be honest, with just their inner strength, recklessly rushing up would be completely unable to injure Bai Feng, and it could very well hinder their prince's performance.

So, at this moment, they could only watch helplessly as their prince and Bai Feng fought each other one-on-one.

Bai Feng was not a fool to stand there and take beatings. Knowing he was at a disadvantage, he didn't linger in the fight. After delivering a heavy blow to Mo Yunjing with all his might, he turned and ran away.

Everyone thought that Mo Yunjing wouldn't let Bai Feng escape so easily, but unexpectedly, after Bai Feng left, Mo Yunjing didn't chase after him.

Han Yun frowned, and after regaining his composure, he hurriedly looked at Mo Yunjing, "He... how did you let him just walk away"

Actually, Bai Feng had already been injured. Mo Yunjing could have taken his life by pressing his advantage at this time, so he didn't understand why Bai Feng was allowed to escape like that.

Mo Yunjing's face remained calm, his gaze swept over the chaotic ground indifferently before settling on Han Yun. "Love Gu,"

"!"

Han Yun and Yunliu, along with others, immediately reacted.

That's right!

They had forgotten why their prince had spared Bai Feng all these days. It wasn't because he couldn't kill him, but because the princess had long been under the control of a love spell.

Even though their queen is no longer under the control of the love spell, that doesn't mean the love spell has disappeared.

As long as the love poison remains undissolved, Bai Feng cannot die. Otherwise, it will implicate their princess and even the child in her womb.

Upon realizing this, everyone understood. That's why their prince had let White Maple escape despite having the chance to kill him with all his might. It turned out he had done so to protect the princess consort.

Mo Yunjing sheathed his sword and turned back.

Han Yun and others followed closely behind. As they emerged from the mountain pass, a group of people mounted their horses and rode away.

But soon Han Yun discovered that Mo Yunjing wasn't walking back, but was circling the mountain towards the other side.

At first, Han Yun was a little confused and didn't know where Mo Yunjing wanted to go next.

But he soon realized, and if he had known that Mo Yunjing brought him to such a place, he would have rather left first.

For what he saw next would haunt his dreams for dozens of nights to come.

The closer he got to them, the more distinctly he could smell the thick metallic scent of blood. They followed the smell, and from among the tens of thousands of soldiers not far away, someone, unknown who it was, shouted, "King of the Northern Border has arrived."

Immediately, everyone turned their heads to see that it was indeed King Beijang and his men riding towards them. They immediately parted ways to make a path and knelt on one knee, shouting aloud.

Han Yun glanced at the soldiers kneeling on both sides. They were all more or less injured, with blood on them.

Each person's armor was stained with blood; even he couldn't tell for a moment whether that blood was his own or from others.

In an instant, he and Mo Yunjing had the horses stop, and Yun Qi and Yun Ba, who were in charge of leading the troops to resist the enemy this time, immediately stepped forward and knelt on one knee to report the battle situation to Mo Yunjing.

By this time, Han Yun finally realized that the cunning plan of the Red Nation was not merely to lure Mo Yunjing and others into those mountains.

The people of Chi and Bai Feng had long planned that Bai Feng would lead away Mo Yunjing and others, while on the other side, the Great General Protector of Chi would lead his troops to attack Youlan City.

They all knew that once Mulan City was separated from Mo Yunjing and the Cloud Family Army who were skilled in combat, it would be vulnerable.

But this feint, this apparent construction of a road while secretly transporting troops elsewhere, was long ago seen through by Mo Yunjing.

Before the trap was sprung, Mo Yun Jing had already arranged for real defenders. So when nearly 100,000 soldiers from the Chi Nation attacked, they directly fell into the carefully laid trap by Mo Yun Jing, with Yun Qi and Yun Ba leading the charge.

So the final outcome for the Red Nation's army was a direct loss of over 30,000 soldiers.

And even the Generalissimo who had come personally to lead his troops was severely wounded by Yun Qi and Yun Ba working together.

For that Generalissimo protecting the country knew he had fallen into Mo Yunjing's trap, and retreated in time. Otherwise, their casualties would have been far more than these thirty thousand men.

After listening to Yun Qi and Yun Ba's report, Han Yun cast his gaze upon the open space before him. Over thirty thousand corpses lay strewn haphazardly, causing a slight tremor in his throat.

These Chi soldiers were dead, but he suddenly turned his head to look at Yun Qi and the other soldiers from Youlan City who were led by Yun Ba. They weren't in good shape either.

Around them lay the dead comrades, and those who lived were covered in blood. Some soldiers were grievously wounded, even with their best efforts to control it, a pained groan still escaped their throats involuntarily. Blood-soaked armor dripped onto the ground constantly.

Han Yun watched with increasing distress, and the thick metallic smell of blood almost made him lose his composure.

His deep gaze lingered on each body, every one shattered and broken – skulls crushed, limbs torn apart, brains splattered. Blood flowed everywhere, dripping into the mud to create a dark crimson stain. He couldn't help but blanch and let out a dry heave.

His act of retching drew many knowing glances. He shook his head, "Sorry."

Mo Yun Jing's pitch-black, deep eyes looked at him intently for a long moment before he calmly stated, "This is war."

The cruelty of war wasn't just what he had seen, but Mo Yunjing didn't feel like explaining anything to Han Yun. He glanced at the distance and said to Han Yun, "Daybreak has arrived; you can depart now."

And you

Mo Yunjing did not answer this, but Yun Liu beside him smiled helplessly, "This battle is not over yet. If we withdraw our troops easily, the Chi Kingdom would not have easily sent troops in the first place."

"..."

Han Yun was taken aback. So there was another tough battle to come

He didn't voice his question, for the looks from Mo Yunjing and Yunliu et al. already told him that indeed, as he had thought, this war was not yet over.

He pondered for a moment, realizing that Mo Yunjing cared deeply for Mo Jundi, and so he bowed to Mo Yunjing in farewell.

After Han Yun left, Mo Yunjing looked ahead and coldly uttered two words, "Depart."

Yunliu and the others immediately responded with vigor, "Yes."

Immediately following, a tremendously stirring trumpet blast resounded, and tens of thousands of soldiers stood up and charged forward again.

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