The battle situation was simply unbelievable.

When the large army arrived, the soldiers of the Bei Qin camp were already in disarray.

There are countless poisons, venomous snakes, centipedes, poisonous ants, scorpions and spiders in the military camp!

There are also some poisons whose names I can't even recall, scattered everywhere.

Feng led a team, going around to the east side of the military camp.

Feng Liye led a thousand cavalrymen, guarding the north face of the camp.

When General Yang arrived later, he immediately led his army to attack from the west.

The Bei Qin army camp was in turmoil, engulfed in flames and boiling water. The massive army didn't even need to attack; they simply needed to guard their escape routes, effortlessly slaughtering the fleeing soldiers until not a single piece of armor remained.

Feng Li's army had been campaigning and fighting for many years, but never had they fought in such an effortless battle.

The Bei Qin army numbered about 80,000 men in total. Some died from poisoning, and others fled wounded only to be intercepted and killed by the Chu army's main force.

A small detachment of soldiers managed to escape, but their numbers were few.

The Chu army won a decisive victory!

The Northern Qin army was forced to flee in all directions, suffering a crushing defeat.

Those who escaped fled back towards Qin in the north. The rest are nothing to be concerned about.

A great battle, in less than two hours, was already over.

"Grandfather, we still haven't found the princess and Feng Si!" The brothers from the Feng family dispatched several teams, but so far, no one has been found.

Feng Li's night, for millennia unchanging glaciers face, besides bloodstains, are large beads of sweat.

"Young master, we found our brothers at the foot of the mountain, they're still alive."

With a slash of the Moon-Cutting Sword, Feng Liye immediately spurred his horse and galloped down the mountain.

The wind tried to catch up, but alas, the young master's speed was truly swift as thunder. The horse lived up to its name, disappearing in a flash.

At the foot of the mountain, that brother was seriously injured, but at least he was still conscious.

"...the princess, the princess was injured, and General Feng Si retreated with her to the depths of the dense forest in Dongmian, many...Northern Qin soldiers..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

She is injured!

Feng Liye glanced forward, into the depths of the forest. The footprints were scattered and chaotic, he had no idea which path they had taken.

Fengzao had finally caught up, but the young master had vanished once again.

Under the howling wind, only Feng Liye's low and hoarse voice could be heard, lingering in one's ears: "Search the entire forest, I must find that woman!"

That woman!

This is actually how the Crown Prince addresses the Princess.

Okay... especially!

Feng was stunned for a moment before suddenly coming to his senses. He immediately commanded, "You guys go in from the east, you guys take the west side path, and you, follow me! Go!"

……

Chu Qingge didn't know how many roads she had walked.

They looked short, but they still took over two hours to escape here.

"Take the princess away first!" Feng Si's gaze swept over Chu Qingge's clothes inadvertently.

She's hurt! I don't know where she's hurt, but her clothes are covered in blood.

He glared at Lan Yu: "Hurry!"

"Princess!" Lan Yu gritted his teeth, ignoring the frantic blood gushing from his abdomen, and urged, "Princess, I'll take you... let's go first."

"This injury of yours, if you walk again, you won't be able to live!"

Chu Qingge pulled him down. "Lie down, I'll treat your wound!"

This wound, he just took it to protect her, a sword piercing him!

On the way down the mountain, he fell again and reopened his wound. It's bleeding heavily now. If we don't treat it, he'll die!

"Princess..."

"Shut up, don't get in my way." Chu Qingge forcefully pushed him down.

Lan Yu was actually quite exhausted, having fought for two hours. Her body was covered with numerous, large and small wounds.

He wasn't afraid of bloodshed, but he couldn't bear to watch the princess lose her life for him.

"Windstorm!" Before Chu Qingge could tear her clothes into strips, Lan Yu grabbed Windstorm's wrist: "I entrust... the princess to you, please... take her back!"

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