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The assassin of the Qin State had a sword stuck in his right chest, and it looked like he was seriously injured and could not survive, but it was not known whether it was Qin's physical strength or his survival instinct, he still had the energy to stand up and retreated to the depths of the tent.

From one side of his head, he saw a slender figure standing in the heavy shadows, which was actually a woman. Since ancient times, women are not allowed to go out with the army. The so-called military attack is the main evil spirit. Women belong to Yin, and Yin can help evil spirits, which is very unlucky. Therefore, the three kingdoms have been fighting endlessly for hundreds of years, but they never brought their female relatives. This is the end of the practice.

Who is this? Hidden in the main tent of the marching army grandiosely? !

The man clutched the wound on his chest, panting and staring at Nie Wushuang.

Nie Wushuang clenched the dagger in his hand, also unblinkingly looked at the wounded Qin army assassin who suddenly barged in. The sounds of fighting outside the tent continued, but inside the tent was as solemn and stagnant as stagnant water.

Suddenly the assassin staggered and rushed over, Nie Wushuang couldn't help screaming, his wrist was already caught by him.

"Who are you? Are you Prince Rui's concubine? It looks like he's hiding you, you must be a very important person!" In the dark, the assassin's voice was hoarse and rough, as unpleasant as it was scraping on sandy ground.

Nie Wushuang was dragged by him, and his thin arms were almost broken by his dying strength.

"Let me go!" Nie Wushuang was startled and angry. Although he knew that he was just a weakling, he was still terrified. The assassin was panting heavily, seeing the messy firelight outside the tent, she saw a strange smile on his face. Without even thinking about it, he knew that he wanted to hold her hostage in order to survive! Murderous intent flashed across the beautiful eyes, Nie Wushuang didn't even think about it, the dagger in his hand stabbed hard into his neck.

The assassin's eyes were wide open, his throat was filled with a lot, and he wanted to say something, but he was limp on the ground like a bag that had leaked sand. The smell of blood permeated the entire tent, Nie Wushuang took a step back in shock, only then did he realize that he had killed Renfeng.

At this time, the fighting outside the tent seemed to be over, some guards shouted and said something, but she didn't hear half of it. This was not the first time she had killed someone, but the feeling of nausea after killing was still like the first time. She took a few steps back in a daze and fell to the ground. Not far away, in the flickering flames, the assassin's eyes, unwilling to close to death, were still staring straight at her.

Nie Wushuang took a few deep breaths to calm down the panic in her heart, but she suddenly inhaled a mouthful of bloody air, which made her retch with nausea.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!..." When Yang Zhi came back, he saw corpses all around the main tent, bloody all over the ground, even though he was usually calm, he was shocked and rushed into the tent to call her.

"I'm here." Nie Wushuang said hoarsely.

Yang Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, and went to light the oil lamp with trembling hands, but as soon as the fire was lit, he saw a dead body lying on the ground. With a shake of his hand, the fire fell to the ground, and the only light disappeared.

In the darkness, Nie Wushuang struggled to stand up, and supported Yang Zhi's hand in the dark: "Have you found someone in charge?"

Yang Zhi felt that the hand she was supporting was still trembling, so he gathered himself together: "I found it, it is General Zhao Zhen, he is commanding the soldiers to put out the fire, and many skilled Qin assassins sneaked into the camp, they set fire everywhere, but Madam Don't worry, the assassins have already been killed one by one."

Nie Wushuang let out a long breath: "That's good. Zhao Zhen?...Is that Zhao Zhen, General Zhao?!"

Yang Zhi reminded: "It's General Zhao who escorted my mother on the way to Donglin Temple, and even saved my mother once!" Nie Wushuang's heart moved: "He also went out with the army?"

Yang Zhidao: "Yes, he has always been His Highness Prince Rui's capable general, so naturally he came here with Prince Rui."

As the two were talking, they heard someone shouting outside the tent: "Brother Yang, Brother Yang! Are you inside?" The voice was rough, and it was indeed Zhao Zhen. Nie Wushuang suddenly said in the tent: "Go, tell him to come in."

Yang Zhi was startled, and couldn't help lowering his voice: "Your Majesty, don't do it!"

Nie Wushuang said: "Why not? I have something to tell him."

"In case the identity of the empress is revealed..." Yang Zhi wanted to persuade him again, but Nie Wushuang had already pushed him away: "Go, tell him to come in!"

Seeing that he couldn't convince her, Yang Zhi could only sigh and turn out of the tent. After a while, Yang Zhi entered the tent, lit the oil lamp, and tidied up the messy tent before calling Zhao Zhen in.

Although Zhao Zhen was prepared, he was surprised to see Nie Wushuang under the faint candlelight.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Is the arrow wound on General Zhao all right?" Nie Wushuang asked with a smile while sitting. Although her temple hair was slightly disheveled and her complexion was pale, her expression had regained her composure.

Zhao Zhen looked at the mess on the ground, and the assassin's corpse lying in a pool of blood in the inner tent, and couldn't help admiring her even more: "Your Majesty is frightened! Damn it!"

"It's okay, His Highness is not here now, besides General Zhao, are there any other generals in this barracks?" Nie Wushuang asked.

"There's also General Lin, General Zhou..." Zhao Zhen came along.

"Where are they now?" Nie Wushuang asked hastily.

Doubt flashed across Zhao Zhen's eyes, but he still answered honestly: "They went to defend against the enemy. This time, the Qin army took a long detour, passed through the dense forest, and forcibly attacked. Several generals have already led the troops to fight. The Qin dogs were all slaughtered!"

When Zhao Zhen talked about fighting on the battlefield, he couldn't help revealing the nature of a general. Nie Wushuang frowned, "Have they chased after you?"

"That's right, the Qin army didn't attack many people this time, one or two thousand people, including those who sneaked into the camp, it's not even two thousand people. The general guess is that the Qin army wanted to lure His Highness Prince Rui and withdraw to the defense. It’s a trick! So several generals each brought a thousand troops to chase them. Be sure to give them some color!” Zhao Zhen said.

Nie Wushuang raised her eyebrows, she cast her eyes on the marching map behind Zhao Zhen, stared at it for a while, and suddenly asked sharply: "Which direction are they fleeing to?!"

Seeing that her face turned pale suddenly, Zhao Zhen felt something was wrong in his heart: "Go...to the southeast side, the last general is not too sure."

Nie Wushuang stood up abruptly, and hurriedly said: "Get them back quickly! Also, General Zhao, please order to guard the camp to the death, and not to leave the camp without your order!"

Zhao Zhen was taken aback by her eagerness, and asked involuntarily, "Why?!"

Nie Wushuang pointed to the marching map on the wall behind him, pointed at the two red dots in the cluster of mountains with his bare hands, and uttered three words: "Huya Valley!"

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