The black-robed man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he flew back violently.

But it's too late!

"boom--"

A crisp gunshot sounded.

"what---"

Two painful screams sounded.

The man in black robe was shot in the abdomen. He knelt on one knee and tried to reach into his arms.

"Hmph! Still want to escape?" Li Beimo snorted coldly, kicked the black-robed man over, raised his sword and stabbed him down, pinning one of his palms to the ground.

"Don't kill him." Cheng Qingqing said.

"Don't worry." Li Beimo removed the man in black robe's chin.

"Who are you..." Tian Fang's arms were cut off, and the pain made him tremble as he spoke.

"Cheng Qingqing!" Cheng Qingqing reported her name.

"Cheng Qingqing...it's you..." Tian Fang was suddenly frightened and stepped back uncontrollably.

At this moment, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the camp.

The movement here alerted the soldiers outside, and they rushed towards the main camp tent.

"General, what happened?" A general rushed in with several soldiers.

Seeing the scene inside, they immediately drew their swords.

"There are assassins..."

"Shut up, everyone!" Cheng Qingqing shouted coldly and raised a token in front of them.

"My princess is here, let's see who dares to cause trouble?"

Her voice as a princess stunned the soldiers.

"Princess...?" The general was doubtful and looked carefully at the token in her hand. His expression suddenly changed and he knelt down on one knee.

"Weak minister Gao Meng, I would like to pay my respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess. She may live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years!"

When the soldiers who followed behind saw this, they also knelt down and shouted "Thousand Years Old!"

"Get up!" Cheng Qingqing nodded with satisfaction, took out a bottle and put it under Fan Tong's nose.

Gao Neng was confused and came over and asked: "Your Highness, what happened? What happened to General Fan?"

"You don't have to worry about things here. Go and guard outside and don't let anyone in." Cheng Qingqing ordered.

"Yes! Wei Chen obeys your order!" Gao Meng cupped his hand at her and led the others out.

After a while, Fan Tong woke up quietly.

Cheng Qingqing's face came into his eyes, and the memory in his mind flashed back. Thinking of what just happened, he stood up in a flash.

He looked at Tian Fang and the black-robed man who were seriously injured and fell to the ground, then raised his head and looked at Cheng Qingqing and Li Beimo.

"You...who are you?"

"Princess Qian'an, Baili Qingqing!" Cheng Qingqing took out the token again and raised it in front of him.

"You are really Princess Qian'an..." Fan Tong glanced at the token and knelt down on one knee, "I pay my respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Cheng Qingqing helped him up with her own hands, "This princess was awarded the title of Grand Marshal of the Army by my father, and was ordered to go out to conquer the Si family father and son. Our first battle will begin when we return to Fengguan."

"Seriously?" Fan Tong was surprised. Why didn't he receive any news when the imperial court sent troops? The army had actually arrived?

"Your Highness, where is that army now?"

"It's still behind. We were worried about you, so we came over to take a look! Fortunately, we arrived in time." Cheng Qingqing pointed to the two people on the ground.

"I am ashamed that I have betrayed the great trust of the imperial court and let down His Highness." Fan Tong lowered his head with guilt on his face.

"You are very good!" Cheng Qingqing nodded to him, her eyes full of admiration, "We have seen everything that just happened. After the Si family father and son are killed, this princess will report your matter to the emperor. , and then I will reward you based on your merits."

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess!" Fan Tong knelt down again to thank him.

"Yeah." Cheng Qingqing hummed and walked up to the man in black robe.

"Qingqing, how do you want to kill him?" Li Beimo exerted a little force on his feet, and the man in black robe immediately vomited a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Let him live a little longer first." Cheng Qingqing squatted down and placed her palms on the head of the black-robed man.

The man in black robe didn't know what she wanted to do, his eyes showed fear and he made a sound of "Ahhh".

"Shut up!" Li Beimo pointed his finger at his numb hole, and the noisy voice stopped.

After a long while, Cheng Qingqing took back her hand and said calmly: "Let's deal with it!"

"Bitch, it's really easy for him to die so quickly." Li Beimo raised his sword in his hand.

Seeing the black-robed man's head missing, Tian Fang was so frightened that his whole body was shaking like chaff. He lay on the ground and kowtowed, "Your Highness, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me this time! I have 80 people at home." There are so many old mothers with children half a year old, please give me a way to survive!"

"Oh? You have an 80-year-old mother at home and a half-year-old son?" Cheng Qingqing only thought it was ridiculous.

"Looking at you are only in your 20s, so your mother can still give birth to you when she is 60 years old?"

"Haha!" Ling Batian also walked in, "You bitch, why don't you draft a lie?"

"You're talking bullshit." Fan Tong grabbed Tian Fang's front and smashed it down with his fist, "You traitorous piece of shit seeking glory, I, the general, will beat you to death!"

"General, have mercy on me... I know I was wrong, please have mercy on me..."

"Since it is a crime of betraying the country and seeking glory, it means killing the nine tribes!" Ling Batian said again.

"Since you have committed the crime of killing the nine tribes, then drag him out and execute him in Lingchi as a warning to others!" Li Beimo ordered.

Tian Fang's body suddenly collapsed, and a stream of liquid flowed out from under him and mixed with the blood on the ground.

"Come here! Drag this bitch out of Lingchi!" Fan Tong shouted to the door.

"As ordered!"

The general who just led a dozen people came in and took out the corpse and Tian Fang.

Fan Tong walked to the table, took out a few letters from a drawer below, and presented them with both hands.

"Your Highness, this is a threatening letter written by Director Tai to Wei Chen, but Wei Chen did not compromise. Please tell me, Princess."

"No need to read it, I believe in your character." Cheng Qingqing did not accept the letter, "Burn them all!"

She has extracted the memory of the man in black robe, and she knows what is written in it without opening the letter?

"Yes!" Fan Tong was secretly relieved. Fortunately, he would rather die than surrender, otherwise, the entire Fan family would be pushed into the abyss.

He threw the letters into the stove next to him and said, "Your Highness, it's getting late today. I'll arrange a place for you first."

"No need to bother, we still have people at the foot of the mountain." Cheng Qingqing waved her hand, "Tomorrow morning, you will follow the letter and lead all the soldiers to meet Si Ting."

"This..." Fan Tong was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what she meant, "Wei Chen obeys!"

********

"Wu-wu-wu--"

The long and powerful sound of the horn sounded in the camp.

The closed camp gate of Huifeng opened wide, and Fan Tong, dressed in armor and riding a horse, galloped out first.

Behind him, there were [-] defenders lined up neatly, with flags flying.

At the foot of Huifeng Mountain, there was already a team waiting for them.

The leader was obviously Si Ting.

"Your Highness Prince Rong, this Fan Tong hasn't arrived yet. Does he want to regret it?" a deputy general said to him.

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