"Agula, your sweet dream must be over!"

Chi Qinghuan quickly put on her clothes and left in a hurry in the early morning light.

Agula watched helplessly as she disappeared from sight, but his body could not move. It took him a long while before he recovered.

"Come on, come on!" He shouted, but no one responded.

He got up from the ground with difficulty and stumbled outside in severe pain.

As soon as I left the camp, I noticed that there was a blazing fire outside, and there were charred tents and corpses scattered everywhere.

The wounded soldiers were wailing on the ground.

Some people were on fire and rolling on the ground.

Amidst the glare of swords and shadows, the prairie people were running around everywhere, and everything in front of them was tragic.

Soon, his subordinates ran over in embarrassment, "Khan, something bad has happened. The East Vietnamese took advantage of our exhaustion to attack the camp. We, we suffered heavy losses..."

Agula's expression suddenly changed dramatically.

He clenched his fists loudly. No wonder that woman was so proactive!

"How many steppe soldiers are left?"

"No, less than half." The subordinate did not dare to look at his face.

Although he was covered in blood, he still managed to hold on, not wanting to disturb Agula's mind.

"Gather everyone and retreat immediately!" Agula quickly made a decision.

The subordinate was in a dilemma, "Great Khan, we have suffered heavy casualties this time. If we all retreat, we may not be able to escape the East Vietnamese ambush."

"Then I can't leave them alone!" Agula said sternly.

The people here, apart from the brothers who accompanied him through life and death, are the herdsmen and common people who obeyed him and recommended him.

Now that he has ascended the throne as the Great Khan of Western Xinjiang, he must not leave them alone.

"I will live and die with everyone!" He said, taking out the scimitar from his waist and rushing over to fight.

"Dahan, you are injured and need to be bandaged immediately!" The subordinate looked at Yin Hong on his chest and said worriedly, subconsciously trying to stop him.

"Don't worry about me, hurry up and evacuate everyone, send the injured people away first!"

Although Chi Qinghuan's knife wound was deep, it did not hurt his vitals, and he would not be dead for a while. At this moment, he could not care about the wound on his chest at all.

When Chi Qinghuan came to the camp where the eldest princess was, she rushed to nothing.

Looking at the empty tent, she suddenly felt more relaxed than ever before. Her mother was taken away by Gu Junyu. At this moment, she could finally feel at ease.

Without any hesitation, she threw the torch in her hand directly.

Looking at the firelight rising into the sky, a smile appeared on her lips, and then she left without looking back.

All her humiliation and pain should be buried with this fire.

From now on, she is just Chi Qinghuan.

The wedding princess, the Qinghe Princess, all go to hell!

In this battle, Dongyue won a complete victory.

When the news came back to Shengjing, it was already the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month.

At this time, Qin Tianhen had just escorted Shen Chenyu back to the Regent's Palace.

The Prince Regent's Palace, which had been silent for a long time, finally became lively.

Previously, although He Lianxiao returned, some vitality returned to the Regent's palace, but as he fell into coma again, the atmosphere in the palace cooled down again, and Butler Liu was even more worried all day long. qqxδnew

He was afraid that something might happen to He Lianxiao, and even more afraid that the palace would suddenly summon the prince.

The moment he saw Chen Chenyu, he almost burst into tears, "Princess, you are finally back! If you come back, the prince will be saved!"

It is great that the princess can come back before the age.

Otherwise, he really doesn't know how to deal with the palace banquets and banquets held by various governments during the year, when the prince has to show up.
Chapter completed!