Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress
Chapter 562 - 559: Eldest Daughter_1

Chapter 562: Chapter 559: Eldest Daughter_1

Bai Qingyan deeply agreed.

"This time, you are accompanying us so that you and your brother can confront each other face-to-face. It also gives you an opportunity to meet each other and further enhance the invincible reputation of the Princess of Zhen," Dong Qingyue said with a smile.

Bai Qingyan nodded, feeling immense gratitude toward her uncle.

Early on the eleventh of September, Governor Dong Qingyue of Dengzhou, along with his son Dong Changmao, and the war generals of Dengzhou, led their troops towards Dengzhou to reclaim the lost city. The Princess of Zhen, Bai Qingyan, who was accompanying Madam Dong in Dengzhou, went to Dengzhou to assist, greatly boosting the morale of the Dengzhou Army.

Dong Qingyue and Bai Qingyan each led twenty thousand troops, simultaneously attacking the north and south gates of Dengzhou. They managed to divert the main forces of the Rong army lurking in Dengzhou City to the north and south of the city. The battles at both gates were intense, while Dong Changmao hid with three thousand light cavalry near the east gate of Dengzhou City.

For this siege, Dong Qingyue gave it his all, sending thirty death warriors to stealthily infiltrate the city along the moat, silently ambushing the Rong soldiers, swapping clothes with them, and opening the northern and southern gates from within.

As the south and north gates of Dengzhou were about to fall, the Dengzhou Army’s momentum surged as they prepared to storm into the city, while the soldiers of Nanrong desperately tried to hold the already breached gates with their bodies.

"Hurry! Someone, help close the gate!" the General of Nanrong, seated on a high horse, drew his scimitar and roared.

More Nanrong soldiers rushed to the gates, using their bodies to block the heavy gates, unwilling to lose the hard-earned city.

The Dengzhou Army, even stepping over their comrades’ bodies and through the blood-soaked mud, fought fiercely to reclaim the lost city.

Suddenly, an arrow with a whistle flew swiftly from outside the gate, instantly piercing the neck of the Nanrong General on horseback.

Right after, the sound of a furious horse neighing filled the air, and a white steed leaped through the gap just wide enough for one and a half people.

A woman clad in silver armor, holding a bow, and draped in a red cape, appeared on the white horse. She stood tall, covered in blood, exuding a murderous aura like a hellish Asura.

"Brothers! The Princess of Zhen has entered the city and killed the Nanrong General! Charge!"

The leading Dengzhou soldier roared, and the soldiers outside the gate, already fired up, shouted and pushed harder. The gate gap widened and opened faster.

"Bang—Bang!"

After two heavy thuds of the gates hitting the gateposts, the battle cries of the Dengzhou Army shook the heavens.

The horse reared up, trampling enemies as it sped forward. Bai Qingyan, in blood-stained silver armor, hung the bow behind her back. Her eyes locked onto a general among the Nanrong soldiers, dressed like the royal family of Nanrong. She swiftly grabbed a Nanrong soldier’s spear aimed at her, ripped it out, and flung it along with the soldier into several Nanrong soldiers.

She advanced quickly, with just three moves, she thrust a spear through a high-ranking Rong general’s chest, lifting the blood-drenched general with the spear. She tightly held the reins, her gaze fiercely scanning the stunned Nanrong soldiers who dared not approach.

Lu Ping and the Bai family guard immediately surrounded Bai Qingyan, preventing anyone from getting close.

Which Nanrong soldier hadn’t heard of the God of Slaughter, the Princess of Zhen?

Seeing the woman lift their Crown Prince on a silver spear, who wouldn’t be scared?

The Nanrong Crown Prince, impaled on the silver spear, spat blood from his mouth.

Bai Qingyan gritted her teeth, using the spear to brace against the saddle, barely managing to hold him up. Exhausted, she pushed him away and shouted, "Surrender and live! Resist and die!"

The Dengzhou soldiers who had entered the city already surrounded the Nanrong soldiers, who were momentarily stunned. They shouted in agreement.

Bai Qingyan turned her horse, leading Lu Ping and the Bai family guard toward the east gate.

The Nanrong soldiers were defeated. A Yu eventually withdrew from the east gate. Bai Qingyan had come this time... just to see A Yu. Even if there was no chance to speak, she had to confirm his safety.

In the city.

The Ghost Mask General of Nanrong, hearing that the north had fallen and the south was also in danger, realized the situation was hopeless. He ordered the deputy general to leave a few battalions behind to cover their retreat, intending to pull back and save their forces.

Dong Changmao had hidden his three thousand light cavalry outside the east gate so that if Bai Qingyan couldn’t reach Bai Qingyu in the city, Dong Changmao could delay him outside the east gate, giving Bai Qingyan a chance to meet Bai Qingyu.

Just as the Ghost Mask General was stepping out of the temporary residence at Dong Mansion, he heard the shouts and screams of the Rong soldiers from the north. He turned his head to look north, and the sight of the fierce silver-armored woman on a white horse crashed unexpectedly into his eyes.

Bai Qingyu’s breathing became heavy behind his blue face and tusk mask, and his eyes ached. In an instant, he locked eyes with Bai Qingyan.

Sister...

Seeing Bai Qingyu’s gaze, Bai Qingyan felt a sudden surge of pain in her heart.

A Yu looked taller and more upright than before he went to war, but he no longer had the dazzling spirit and exuberance of that favored child of heaven.

"General!" A bloodied Rong soldier crawled to Bai Qingyu’s feet. "General, the God of Slaughter, Princess of Zhen, has come! General, retreat quickly!"

Bai Qingyu gave Bai Qingyan a deep, lingering look, then turned his gaze away. He mounted his horse and rushed toward the east gate without looking back.

The name A Yu almost broke free from Bai Qingyan’s throat. She bit down hard, gripping the spear firmly. She swung it frantically, slashing through the Rong soldiers blocking her way to A Yu.

But there were so many Rong soldiers, never-ending. She could only watch as A Yu’s figure grew smaller in the distance, her heart wrenching in pain.

They hadn’t had a chance to speak. She hadn’t even gotten close enough to check his injuries.

She hadn’t told A Yu that she didn’t care about the pigeon blood. She only wanted him to come home safely!

Bai Qingyan’s eyes were bloodshot, her rashness giving way to fierce and deadly moves, exposing wide vulnerabilities.

If not for Lu Ping and the Bai family guard fighting desperately to protect her, Bai Qingyan would have been injured by now.

"Miss!" Lu Ping shouted, trying to snap Bai Qingyan out of her emotion-driven impulsiveness.

At Lu Ping’s shout, Bai Qingyan regained her senses. An arrow whistled toward her head-on. She dodged it, but it grazed her ear, spilling blood.

The warm blood brought Bai Qingyan back to her senses. She grabbed the reins forcefully, stopping her reckless advance. Her horse reared and steadied. Taking the bow from her back, she pulled an arrow and aimed it steadily at an archer from an elevated position.

Charging blindly would only mean a pointless death. Even if they didn’t speak today, as long as they were alive, there would be another chance!

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