"It's unreasonable. Our city of Dajing and the people of Dajing have been oppressed to this extent by the Miluo people. It's really too much!" Vice General Cao was filled with indignation. Fang Zilan clenched his fingers tightly, and the letter in his hand instantly turned into powder.
"Send my order to open the city gate." Fang Zilan picked up the plum sword, stood up and left the tent without caring about the armor.
Vice General Cao followed closely, and Zhou Lang also hurriedly followed, "Master Fang, you must not do it. Opening the city gate now will definitely give the Miluo people an opportunity. If... Qiluo City will be difficult to defend!" "
"Do you want me to watch the people who came to ask for help being tortured and killed by the Miluo people under the city without doing anything?" Fang Zilan kept walking, "Old Cao, you order 5,000 people to follow me out of the city, and you must bring me to the capital." The people are brought back safely. Lieutenant General Zhou, lead your people to guard the city tower. If the Miluo people dare to attack the people of Dajing and our army cannot kill them, your people will be nailed to death without any mistakes."
"Yes." The two deputy generals, Cao and Zhou, took the order and left.
The moment the city gate opened, Fang Zilan had a look of solemnity on her face, and rushed out immediately, blocking many people in front of them, and met the Miluo people face to face.
"Sister, we meet again." Mu Chuji's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
Fang Zilan stood on his horse and held his sword with a stern look on his face, "Mu Chuji, if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. This time, I want your white flag to never be taken down again."
"Sister, you might as well give it a try." Mu Chuji drew his bow and arrow, aiming the arrow at Fang Zilan, "I just don't know whether your sword is faster or my arrow is faster."
"Arrogant." Before Fang Zilan finished speaking, the arrow on Mu Chuji's bow had already left the string. However, Vice General Cao was already prepared. He raised his hand and shot an arrow straight towards Mu Chuji. The two feathered arrows fell in the air as soon as they touched.
Mu Chuji glanced at Deputy General Cao and said casually, "Sister, the deputy general next to you is very skilled, much better than the one you sent to rob our food and grass."
Fang Zilan glanced at Vice General Cao, who immediately understood and commanded the soldiers to protect the people and retreat into the city, without further entanglement with the Miluo people.
"Didn't sister just say that she wanted to take my life?" Mu Chuji pulled the horse's reins leisurely and chuckled, "Why are you walking so fast?"
"Mu Chuji, if you are looking for death, you won't be able to blame me." Fang Zilan unsheathed his sword, and the smile on Mu Chuji's face became brighter, "Sister, even though you are highly skilled in martial arts and can kill me more than once, you can defeat me More than a thousand troops?"
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the Miluo people who were guarding him rushed forward, while he himself retreated to the rear.
Fang Zilan did not flinch and swung her sword to meet him. Wherever the sword touched, flesh and blood flew everywhere. All the Miluo people who tried to get close to the people behind her died one by one, either at the hands of her and the soldiers from the capital, or shot dead by arrows from the city tower. Even those who were wounded and tried to retreat were all replenished with swords and died in front of the battle.
Soon, a row of corpses was piled in front of Fang Zilan's horse, separating her from the Miluo people. She looked back at the city gate. There were still a few people who had not yet entered the city, and she could not retreat yet.
"It's really amazing." Mu Chuji seemed to be watching a show, and even clapped his hands with unfulfilled interest.
Jiang Hanze, who was standing next to Mu Chuji, felt a chill running down his back. Fang Zilan's attack was so ruthless that he had never seen it before. He couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, should we..."
"Well, in this battle we used the people of the capital as bait to lure Fang Zilan to fight, and we were already at a disadvantage. Now that the morale of the capital is high, it is not appropriate for us to fight anymore, and there is nothing wrong with withdrawing our troops." Mu Chuji calmed down, "However, you found out Is it over yet? She’s almost reaching her limit.”
Fang Zilan's hand holding the plum sword trembled slightly. She gritted her teeth, fearing that the Miluo people opposite would see any clues.
A voice in her mind said to her, "The killer is a common man's sword. He can kill one person in ten steps, kill someone thousands of miles away, and take the head of a general out of thousands of troops. However, against heavy soldiers and iron armor, he can only kill a person." If you can die in it, you will not die well."
An imperceptible bitter smile escaped from the corner of her lips, and her hands tightened subconsciously. She couldn't fall here before the time came.
Thinking of this, she raised the plum sword in her hand again and cut the throat of a Miluo man in front of her, cleanly and without any signs of exhaustion.
Jiang Hanze followed Mu Chuji's line of sight and looked over, but didn't see anything. Just when he was puzzled, he heard Mu Chuji say quietly: "It's almost time, withdraw the troops."
When Fang Zilan saw the Miluo people retreating, she sheathed her sword and took a few deep breaths while leaning on her horse. Seeing this, Deputy General Cao drove his horse to her side with a worried look on his face, "Boss?"
"I'm fine." Fang Zilan rode back to the city and said to Deputy General Cao as he walked: "Old Cao, go and have people keep a close eye on the people who have been let into the city, and don't allow them to move around at will, so as not to cause any trouble."
"Okay." Vice General Cao took the order and left. Fang Zilan looked at the injuries on his body and sighed secretly, fearing that he would inevitably be read by A Wan again.
She thought this, but did not bother to deal with the wound, but went to see the people who had just been released into the city. Several of them were seriously injured and life-threatening. She ordered people to call the military doctor and Awan while getting closer.
"Are you... Mr. Fang?" One person's hands were trembling, as if he wanted to reach Fang Zilan's clothes. She reached out and grabbed the man's hand, "Yes, I am Fang Zilan."
"Great..." Blood gushed out from the man's mouth, and he said intermittently: "Master Fang, with you here, we... feel at ease. You won't... abandon... us, right?"
"Yes, I will not abandon you." Fang Zilan's voice was filled with panic, "Cheer up, the military doctor will be here soon, you will be fine!"
"Master Fang, my... wife and children were... killed... by the Miluo people." The man burst into tears and murmured: "If I had known this, I would have gone... to join the army... and I wouldn't have..."
"Stop talking and save some energy." Fang Zilan's eyes turned red, "When you are healed, I will join the army and kill all the Miluo people to avenge your wife and children, okay?"
"Okay... okay..." The man held Fang Zilan's hand a little loosely, and she shouted to everyone around her: "Where is the military doctor?"
However, there were civilians everywhere, some were injured or frightened, and many soldiers were passing through, either comforting or looking after her, and they had no time to respond to where her military doctor was.
When Fang Zilan looked around, a dagger approached quietly from behind, but she was unprepared. When she heard a cry from someone beside her, she was suddenly pushed to the ground and watched helplessly as the man blocked the knife for her.
"Killing someone!" Someone screamed, which caught Zhou Lang's attention not far away. He reacted very quickly and shot the assailant dead with one arrow.
Fang Zilan was lying on the ground, as if she had suddenly lost all ability to move.
She stared blankly at the person in front of her. She couldn't even say a complete sentence just now, and couldn't even hold her hand. The person who was on the verge of death actually tried his best to hold her down and held her down with his own strength while trying to survive. Her body blocked the knife for her.
Warm blood dripped on Fang Zilan's face. She watched intently as the man's lips moved. She tried hard to identify the shape of his mouth and vaguely made out the word "thank you".
Thank you for what? Before she could say thank you, should the person who died trying to save her say thank you?
She originally guessed that the Miluo people forced her to open the city gate to have a backup plan, so she asked people to keep an eye on the people entering the city to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the troubled waters to cause trouble.
What kind of chaos can Miluo people do? It was nothing more than an assassination attempt on the coach, and everything worked together inside and outside, how could she not guess it? Then she was brought up as a target, hoping to see what monsters and monsters were hidden among the people, and someone would die for her.
If she had been more cautious, if she had been more calm, if she had been more careful, wouldn't the 1,500 people who robbed the grain, Vice General Chen, and the people in front of them have died?
Unfortunately there is no if.
It was too late, no one could answer her.
The person in front of him suddenly fell down and fell on top of Fang Zilan. At this moment, her eyes were filled with darkness and no light could be seen.
