Female General And Eldest Princess

Li Xian and Li Zhong were surrounded by the crowd and came under the camp wall. This was the first time for Li Xian to face the battlefield. shock.

Beside her ears was the "dong dong dong" war drum, which was almost at the same frequency as her heartbeat.The ground under his feet shook slightly, and the distant screams of killing could be faintly heard, and occasionally the screams pierced through the drums and the sound of fighting pierced into Li Xian's ears.

And Li Zhong has never seen such a scene, just listening to this voice already made him a little timid...

He is the eldest son, and all the glory of Pingyang Hou will belong to him in the future. He only needs to live in peace and stability, and there is no need to risk himself...

Having figured this out, Li Zhong looked at the camp gate that was about to fall, swallowed, and said to Li Xian, "Princess...I'll go up and have a look, you are here to protect the princess."

After finishing speaking, without looking at Li Xian again, she hurriedly climbed up the ladder and climbed towards the camp wall.

Li Xian glanced at Li Zhong's fleeing back, then turned her head and said to Jingwei in Huafu behind her, "Go to the battlefield, one more person will give you more strength."

"This... is the princess, we want to protect your safety."

"When you kill the enemy now, you are protecting the safety of the palace."

Li Xian's voice was very soft, and even in this noisy environment, her voice was slightly confused, but even so, it still gave people an undeniable strength.

"Yes……!"

The chief guard looked at Li Xian, but in the end he still didn't dare to disobey the princess's wishes.

"You come with me!"

The chief guard waved his hand, and at the last moment before the camp gate fell, he rushed to the battlefield with his two teams of guards.

Following bursts of dust, the Xiongnu cavalry swung their scimitars and met the line of Li Guo's infantry...

"what……"

In an instant, screams could be heard endlessly. I don't know how many fresh lives fell on this land forever following these screams.

Sweat flowed down Lin Wanyue's forehead in streams, her back was soaked at this time, and the coarse cloth clothes were soaked with sweat and pricked her skin.

There were two empty quiveres beside her, and Lin Wanyue continued to shoot arrows with her bow.

Her cheeks bulged into two small bumps, and her lips were tightly pressed together.

On his face was an extremely serious expression and eagle-like eyes.

At this time, every time Lin Wanyue lowered her head to take an arrow, her hands trembled like chaff.

However, when Lin Wanyue took up the black bow and drew the bow to aim, those trembling hands miraculously regained their proper calmness.

Arrow after arrow was shot accurately and quickly, covering the infantry charging below.

Lin Wanyue has no time to take care of the pain from her arms. Even if she pulls her hands away at this moment, she will never allow herself to stop...

Li Zhong, who had climbed up the camp wall, stood beside Li Mu with a pale face, especially when Li Zhong saw the guards he brought from Beijing, which he considered to be "first-class and first-class" masters, were fighting against the Huns. After the scimitar war horse, when a face-to-face was cut down by the Huns like chopping melons and vegetables, fine beads of sweat oozed from the tip of Li Zhong's nose.

And Li Mu didn't have the time to pay attention to Li Zhong beside him. He looked at the battle situation in the distance and analyzed the battle situation between the two sides in his heart.

"uncle."

Li Xian, who was not "protected" by anyone, also climbed up the camp wall at some point and came to Li Mu's side.

Hearing his niece's voice, Li Mu immediately turned his head and said reproachfully, "Nonsense, what are you doing here?"

"Princess, why are you here? I'll take you back!" Li Zhong immediately came to Li Xian's side.

Li Xian just smiled lightly at this and did not speak.

Seeing Li Xian like this, Li Zhong had no choice but to say awkwardly: "Then you stand by my side, there are occasional arrows flying over the city wall."

As he spoke, Li Zhong drew out the saber at his waist, half-blocking Li Xian's body, and looked ahead nervously.

Why did Li Xian climb up the camp wall?

Naturally, she would not tell Li Zhong that when the sun was slowly rising, a ray of sunlight hit her eyes. Li Xian raised her wide sleeves to block the sunlight, but saw a thin and upright body on the wall of the camp, unexpectedly and Ran Ran. The rising red sun coincides.

Looking at the radiant back at that moment, Li Xian was stunned regardless of the stinging pain in his eyes.

This man looked thin and weak from the back view, but he revealed a stubbornness. He was the only one who stood still on the crowded camp wall as if rooted under his feet, and faced the occasional flying arrows without fear.

Li Xian squinted at the man's back, always feeling familiar, so she climbed up the ladder with her long palace attire by accident, just to confirm her conjecture with her own eyes on the camp wall.

Li Xian turned her head and saw Lin Wanyue among the many moving archers.

At this moment, Lin Wanyue lowered her head and pulled out an arrow from the quiver, sweat trickled down her dark face, and a drop of sweat dripped down the tip of her nose.

Seeing this scene, Li Xian frowned. Li Xian glanced over and found that many archers seemed not as tired as Lin Wanyue.

Soon, Li Xian recalled the contents of the silk newspaper, and a flash of understanding flashed in her heart.

A moment later, Lin Wanyue had already shot an arrow under Li Xian's gaze, and Li Xian had been watching the whole process of Lin Wanyue setting up the bow and shooting the arrow.

Li Xian saw Lin Wanyue's fatigue when she nocked the arrow.

She saw the change in Lin Wanyue's expression when she drew her bow.

I saw the annoyance flashing across Lin Wanyue's face when she lowered her head to take the arrow again after shooting an arrow.

At the same time, Li Xian also saw Lin Wanyue's trembling hands when nodding her arrow...

Looking at it, a special emotion flowed in Li Xian's heart, which was mixed with something called shock...

Suddenly, Lin Wanyue threw the black bow aside, and then turned her head.

Li Xian and Lin Wanyue looked at each other across the crowded crowd.

The moment Lin Wanyue saw Li Xian, she was obviously taken aback, and then ran towards Li Xian.

"Master!" Lin Wanyue came to Li Mu and knelt down on one knee.

"speak."

"Commander, the cavalry of the Huns are no longer within the range of the archers. The villain asks the commander to allow me to let the soldiers of the Feiyu Battalion lower the ropes and go down to fight with the infantry."

"allow!"

"Thank you, Master!"

When Lin Wanyue stood up from the ground, Li Xian was very close to her.

It was so close that one could clearly see the change in the color of Lin Wanyue's clothes due to sweat.

It was close enough to clearly see the beads of sweat streaming down Lin Wanyue's face.

It was close enough to clearly see Lin Wanyue's inconspicuous body shaking when she got up quickly.

Lin Wanyue didn't look at Li Xian again, but turned around quickly, and ran back towards the archers' team. After a while, Li Xian heard Lin Wanyue's voice, which was slightly clearer than that of ordinary men: "All soldiers of Feiyu Battalion Listen to the order! Immediately put down the bow and arrow in your hand, pick up the weapon, put down the rope, and follow me down to cooperate with the infantry battalion to fight!"

"Yes!" The voices were uniform, and no one hesitated.

Everyone put down the bows in their hands one after another, and someone quickly let go of the rope.

Lin Wanyue took the brunt of walking at the front of the team, and under Li Xian's watchful eye, she slid down the camp wall on the rope without hesitation...

The other soldiers of the Feiyu Battalion also quickly slid down the ropes. Lin Wanyue stood on the ground in front of the camp wall and simply assembled the team, shouting: "The team should spread out, don't be too dense, get your weapons , rush with me!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Wanyue turned around, holding the simple knife tightly in both hands, and rushed towards the battle line without looking back.

Li Xian stood on the wall of the camp, watching Lin Wanyue running towards the front line, until Lin Wanyue was completely out of sight.

From time to time, Li Mu would issue new orders, the drums would change, and the semaphore would also change accordingly.

"Princess, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Li Zhong stood in front of Li Xian with a weapon in his hand.

This battle lasted for more than two hours, and finally ended with the defeat of the Huns.

From the rising of the sun until noon, the scorching sun was in the sky.

"it is good!"

"what!"

The victorious roar of Li Guo soldiers came from far away, and a smile finally appeared on Li Mu's serious face.

"Ming Jin withdraws troops!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Three beeps of gold ring, poor bandits don't chase after them.

The gate of the camp was slowly opened again to welcome the soldiers who had fought bloody battles and returned victoriously.

When the soldiers returned to the camp, Li Xian had already come down from the camp wall. She stood far away, looking at the groups of soldiers returning to the camp.

The military doctors were already in place, and Li Xian suppressed the discomfort in her heart by smelling the pungent smell of blood in the air.

Li Zhong also couldn't smell such a smell, the smell of blood and sweat mixed together made him sick.

He covered his nose, frowned and said to Li Zhong: "Princess, let me take you back."

Li Xian turned her head to look at Li Zhong, and then said calmly: "Your Majesty, let's go back first, I will talk to my uncle later."

"That……"

"Don't worry, my son, I can go back by myself."

"Then I'll go first." After speaking, Li Zhong turned and left.

Li Xian stood aside, soldiers came in wave after wave, and the number of wounded soldiers began to increase significantly.

From the beginning, they were helped in by people, and most of them were carried in later.

These wounded soldiers brought in were like blood gourds. If it weren't for the low moaning from their mouths, it would be hard to believe that they were still alive.

But among these people, whether they were supported or carried, Li Xian did not see Lin Wanyue's figure for a long time...