After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

However, what is this little pain compared to hearing the sad news of her death?

Pain can remind him of his mission.

Yan Changqing slowly stood up, moved his hands and feet, and felt the strength in his body.

Fortunately, it was just pain, and the poison did not affect his fighting power.

As for toxicity, it doesn't matter.

Yan Changqing smiled bitterly, looking at the faint black air under the skin of his palm, and thought to himself: She is no longer in this world, and when he finishes everything, he will go down to accompany her.

Looking around, the sun hanging high in the sky had just set a little, but it was still scorching and the yellow sand was hot.

When he fell into a coma, he was in so much pain that he didn't realize that only more than half an hour had passed.

"General, in my opinion, the princess may be fine."

Qu Liang said: "Master Fang told us everything that man said. All he saw was your highness's bloody clothes."

Some of these words may be hard to hear, but someone has to say: "If alive, I want to see the person; if dead, I want to see the body."

"Correct!"

Yan Shiyan immediately said, "Father, and my second brother! My second brother and mother went to the Oasis Tribe together. They must have escaped, otherwise there would be no news."

It is not only about convincing Yan Changqing, but also about convincing themselves.

What is reassuring is that after waking up, Yan Changqing did not show his previous fragile demeanor, and he became the indestructible general again.

If he hadn't fainted suddenly before, his cold and almost calm expression would almost give people an illusion that he didn't care about the eldest princess.

In order to stabilize the morale of the troops, Yan Changqing went out for a patrol.

When the sun set, they took Burigude and his two men and set out with their army.

Burigude had his arm grabbed and was forced to stand close to the rock wall. He looked at the army that kept coming out from inside, his face turning pale with fear.

He thought there would be a lot of people, but he didn't expect there would be so many.

Consider his tribe, which had less than 500 people in its heyday.

If he knew that Yan Changqing brought 30,000 elite soldiers, wouldn't he be so scared that he would pee his pants?

It’s not that he is timid, it’s just that he has never seen such a scene in the desert.

Yan Changqing was riding on a horse, holding the reins loosely in his hands.

"If he's alive, I'd like to see him in person; if he's dead, I'd like to see his body." This saying may sound simple, but the truth is there.

What exactly happened? Did those blood-stained clothes belong to the lady? Could we still find her after so many days? We would have to wait until we arrived at the oasis tribe to find out.

He will definitely find his wife.

Burigude was taken to the front to lead the way, while his companions stayed behind.

Separate the two people to eliminate the possibility of their escape.

As long as they are telling the truth, there is no need to run away.

After walking for more than half an hour, a huge red sun slowly set in the west, looking particularly lonely and eye-catching against the vast desert.

The team walked in such a world, just like walking in a grand and tranquil painting.

The guide rode up to Yan Changqing and said, "General, they are leading in the right direction."

This shows that they were not lying.

Yan Changqing's heart sank a little.

Since they didn't lie, then the lady must not be seen in the tribe.

An army of more than a thousand people suddenly appeared in the oasis tribe.

Even if they had no intention of attacking, just the sight of them lined up in a solemn military formation was enough to scare people who had just experienced a catastrophe.

The chief stepped forward and bowed with his hands on his chest: "May I ask where you are from, General, and what you are doing?"

His small tribe has never attracted so much attention.

Vaguely, he seemed to have the answer.

I felt like there were fifteen buckets of water being drawn in my heart - up and down in a panic.

I don’t know if this time is a disaster or a blessing?

Their general doesn't seem to be someone who is easy to talk to.

Yan Changqing glanced at his personal guards, and they pushed Burigude, whose hands were tied behind his back, forward, causing him to stagger and stand in front of the chief.

Behind him, there was a long rope.

As long as the guards reach out and pull, they can pull him back.

The chief's face changed drastically, and he quickly reached out to hold his shoulders, staring at Yan Changqing and asking: "General, what does this mean?"

Burigude quickly grabbed him and said hastily, "It's not the general's fault. I was caught because I was spying on their camp."

He took all the responsibility on himself because he didn't want his father to come into conflict with the other party.

Having witnessed the strength of Dajing's army with his own eyes, he knew very well that if Yan Changqing wanted to use force, the tribe would have no chance of resistance at all.

"Father!"

Burigude lowered his voice and explained the whole story in the most urgent voice: "This General Yan is a big shot whom we cannot afford to offend. He drove all the Northern Rong away! His wife is the eldest princess of the dynasty, Atuma, whom I rescued."

Not wanting to waste time, on the way here, Yan Changqing instructed the guide to tell him his identity and purpose.

The chief's eyes grew wider and wider, almost popping out of their sockets.

Atuma, is Princess Dajing?

He even took the initiative to decide and wanted to marry her to Bater?

If he knew, he would definitely worship her as a sacrifice and send someone to send her back with great respect.

At least, you can get a reward.

Although the Oasis Tribe is remote, it is not completely isolated from the outside world, and Bater is his valuable source of information.

He knew that Suojibu had recaptured Shazhou, and Dajing sent the eldest princess to confer the title.

Legend has it that this princess was not only stunningly beautiful, but also extremely wealthy.

Unfortunately, it’s too late to say anything now!

The chief regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. Looking at the majestic and murderous army formation, his knees went weak and he knelt on the ground with a plop, paying his respects deeply.

No words are needed to express the most complete submission.

"Okay, get up."

Yan Changqing's voice was very calm, as calm as a bottomless cold pond: "Take me to where she lived."

"Yes Yes!"

The chief nodded repeatedly and led the way.

The entire oasis, with the small lake as its center, has houses built for livestock grazing, and is not very large overall.

Yan Changqing only brought his personal guard battalion, as well as three masters, Fang Ting, Qing Bai and Su Bai. None of them dismounted and followed the chief.

To get to where Qin Yaoguang lives, one needs to cross the entire tribe.

Yan Changqing rode slowly forward on his horse, and along the way he could see traces of the Tibetan invasion that night.

The charred house, the funeral pyre behind the house, the old man with a sad face...

All of this speaks of trauma.

"General, it's right here."

Yan Changqing turned over and got off the horse. Fang Ting and Qing Bai protected him on both sides and walked into the house.

The house is not big and you can see it all at a glance just standing at the door.

The furnishings were very simple, with signs of repair and cleaning, and there were bloodstains on the walls and the floor.

Yan Changqing's breath stagnated, and he asked, "Where are her things?"

The chieftain's face turned pale.

What should he say?

At that time, after realizing that it was Qin Yaoguang who brought the disaster, he was so angry that he ordered everyone to throw away all her things.