Jiang Zuiyao was taken to the room closest to the tower, which was a medicine shop.

At this moment, the building was already deserted, everywhere was covered with dust, and there was a pungent and unpleasant smell.

Jiang Zuiyao was thrown in like that, and then there was a Taixuan clan subordinate guarding him, staring at him.

When Jiang Zuiyao wanted to get up, the Taixuan tribe's men didn't say anything nonsense. They directly pulled out their sharp swords and placed them under Jiang Zuiyao's neck, saying coldly: "Sit down!"

The skin of her neck felt the cold sword, so sharp that it could easily pierce her throat. Jiang Zuiyao swallowed and could only sit still.

Hearing the sound of fighting not far away, Jiang Zuiyao felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles.

Until the sky turned bright white and it was dawn, this night was really hard and hard to endure.

The snow has not stopped, and the cold wind is still blowing, hitting the wooden windows with a clanking sound, which makes people very upset.

At this moment, the door of the medicine shop was pushed open, and a subordinate from the Taixuan tribe walked in. He said to the person standing guard next to Jiang Zuiyao: "You go and rest, I will replace you."

The man nodded and asked, "Is the fight over?"

The person who came in shook his head: "The imperial court has too many troops. Many people died that night, but there are still hundreds of thousands of troops."

Hundreds of thousands, so... in just one night, hundreds of thousands of people have died?

Although she didn't see it, Jiang Zuiyao knew how tragic it was.

The two men made an exchange, and the man stood guard at the door, in front of Jiang Zuiyao.

Jiang Zuiyao was sitting on a dusty chair, her clothes were dirty with dust, but she had no time to pay attention, her mind was occupied with things outside.

She wanted to see it and know how the battle was going, but she couldn't move.

He did this day and night, and it was completely quiet outside. God knows how tortured this day and night was, and Jiang Zuiyao was almost going crazy.

After not eating for a whole day and night, the guards were changed twice. Jiang Zuiyao only slept for a few hours. This was because she was too sleepy. At this time, she was quite decadent and mentally exhausted.

The next day, the guard came and threw a piece of cake to Jiang Zuiyao and said coldly: "Eat it, don't starve to death!"

How could Jiang Zuiyao think about eating? Although she was very hungry, she had no appetite.

She picked up the pastry and squeezed it. It was so hard that she couldn't swallow it at all. Jiang Zuiyao threw the pastry on the table again.

She could no longer hear the sounds of fighting outside, and she didn't know what the situation was, but since the Taixuan people were still there, it meant that the winner had not yet been decided.

Under hunger, Jiang Zuiyao felt cold all over her body and she had lost all her calories.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and someone shouted: "The master has an order, take Jiang Zuiyao up to the tower!"

At this moment, Jiang Zuiyao immediately became energetic. Even though she was being detained, she quickly got up without being held hostage and walked out impatiently.

She really wanted to know how the battle was going, and even more wanted to know if Shao Ziqing was still alive.

When they arrived at the city tower, Jiang Zuiyao clearly felt that there were far fewer people guarding the leader. There were only five or six people. The originally strong masters were gone, except for Zhan Feng.

Jiang Zuiyao hurriedly ran to the tower and looked down. It didn't matter what she saw, she was so frightened that she trembled all over.

Looking from a distance, the ground for several miles below the city tower was stained red with blood, and the corpses of soldiers were scattered everywhere.

The earth was dyed red, and there was no longer any white snow.

Jiang Zuiyao quickly began to search for Shao Ziqing's figure. Where were the others? Where were they?

His eyes quickly turned, and he suddenly stopped somewhere. When he took a closer look, he saw Shao Ziqing standing on the pile of naked corpses holding a sword in his hand. There were several people standing around him, including Wuxian and Zhenhuan.

Jiang Zuiyao smiled and said, "Fortunately, fortunately, he is still alive."

But before she could recover, Jiang Zuiyao felt a stinging pain on the top of her head. The leader grabbed her hair and pulled her to his side.

Such a strong sting made Jiang Zuiyao unable to control herself. She stroked her forehead in pain and shouted: "Let me go! Let me go!"

However, the leader held on tighter and tighter, carrying Jiang Zuiyao to the edge of the tower, and shouted to Shao Ziqing: "Shao Ziqing! Do you still want this woman?"

The old and withered voice pierced the air. Shao Ziqing looked up and saw Jiang Zuiyao being clutched by the head's hair and looking in agony. His face finally changed.

He had already expected this moment, and although he was prepared, he still couldn't help but draw his sword at this moment.

Wuxian quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute! Now that the matter has come to this, the Taixuan clan will definitely not condone her life!"

With a reminder, Shao Ziqing's body, which was about to fly up, regained its strength and stood still.

Shao Ziqing stared at the leader with a pair of angry eyes and shouted: "Now the outcome is decided, you have already lost!"

The leader clenched his teeth angrily and said coldly: "Loose? Zhan Feng hasn't come up yet, how did you know I lost?"

Shao Ziqing glanced at Zhan Feng, and the light in his eyes became sharper. He looked around and saw that the entire army of 300,000 people had been wiped out, leaving only a few of his men. With these few people,

He is no match for Zhan Feng.

Despite this, Shao Ziqing still yelled: "Do you still need me to make it clear to you now? No matter you are assisting the prince or regent, they have abandoned you!"

The leader gave a cold smile: "As long as I can hold on to the last moment, I have a chance of winning!"

At this time, Wuxian stepped forward and shouted: "What are your chances of winning? It's just that the prince or the regent sent troops to reinforce, but we fought for two days and two nights. Where are the reinforcements? Why don't we see anyone?"

A question is enough to make the leader speechless.

According to the plan, Shao Ziqing sent troops that day, and the leader sent people to ask for reinforcements. The news they received was that the troops would arrive in two days, but until today, there was no news at all.

But there is still hope. After all, today is only the second day. If Zhan Feng is allowed to step forward and delay him, or kill a few of Shao Ziqing's people, then the leader will win.

Therefore, how could the leader give up hope and tighten Jiang Zuiyao's hair, which made Jiang Zuiyao scream in pain, and with this sound, Shao Ziqing couldn't help but tremble all over, feeling heartbroken.

Wuxian could see Shao Ziqing's eagerness, and even more aware of his temper. If the stalemate continued like this, he was afraid of what Shao Ziqing would do if he was impulsive.

Wuxian then immediately raised his head and shouted to the leader: "Don't have your hopes up! You don't know yet, right? Zong Yuan has been arrested by the court!"

The leader didn't know anything about this news, and he gasped in surprise. He thought about it carefully, he had sent more than twenty people to Zong Yuan at the beginning, and they were all capable and skilled people. Let's talk about this matter.

It was done secretly, but it had only been a few days, how could something happen?
Chapter completed!