My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 371: Almost Died

Chapter 371: Chapter 371: Almost Died

The scimitar plunged into the bodies of the Death Soldiers, and their blood spurted out, splashing into her eyes.

Her vision began to blur, and her head spun immensely.

Yet, she dared not stop the movements of her hands.

She absolutely could not falter.

Yan Lin was still in Cold Pond.

She believed that he must be alright, she needed to deal with these Death Soldiers and then go find him.

Back in Tongzhou, the two armies were still clashing; if she were to die, it would certainly cause a collapse in morale, giving the enemy an opportunity to strike.

She still had two little ones to look after.

They and the Emperor’s brother were waiting for her in the capital city.

She had promised them to return safely, and she could not break her word.

Thus, she persevered for a while longer, though Chu Baihan’s body was covered in wounds, large and small, numbing her with pain.

"General!"

At that moment, a pained cry reached her ears.

Turning her head, Chu Baihan saw that Shi Jing’s shoulder had been slashed, blood dripping profusely.

"It’s all my fault. If it weren’t for protecting me, the General wouldn’t have been injured."

The aide beside him immediately had tears in his eyes.

"Now is not the time for that."

Chu Baihan quickly dispatched a Death Soldier and then tore off a piece of cloth to bind Shi Jing’s wound.

"Eat this." She stuffed her last medicinal pill into Shi Jing’s mouth.

"This is your last one."

Shi Jing, seeing Chu Baihan’s empty pouch at her waist, was very anxious and did not want to waste the precious medicine.

"If you don’t eat it, you’ll die right now. As your Princess, I command you, eat it."

Chu Baihan had no time to say more, quickly patted his back, and made him swallow the medicine.

"Kill Chu Baihan first, kill her."

Tu Leda, observing from the side, noticed that Chu Baihan had killed the most people.

Moreover, Shi Jing and Feng Shan clearly cared a lot about her.

As long as she died, things would be easier to handle.

Hearing his command, all the Death Soldiers began attacking Chu Baihan.

With a "thud," the scimitar in Chu Baihan’s hand vibrated so violently that her arm hurt, forcing her to retreat several steps.

Barely stabilizing herself, the Death Soldiers charged at her again with ferocious momentum.

Back and forth, after many rounds, Chu Baihan’s body’s Inner Strength was completely depleted.

She did not even know when her arm had been slashed several times, the flesh a bloody blur.

She didn’t even have the strength to lift her scimitar.

"Quick, now’s the time, kill her!"

Tu Leda couldn’t have been more excited.

A longsword descended straight onto Chu Baihan’s head.

"Princess!"

"Sister!"

Watching this heart-wrenching scene, Shi Jing and Feng Shan were frantic.

Feng Shan’s voice roared, his eyes reddened, he gripped the blade of the Death Soldier’s sword tightly, blood dripping onto the ground, but he seemed unfazed by the pain.

Shi Jing wanted to rescue Chu Baihan, but the Death Soldiers had already surrounded the area, making it impossible for him to get close.

A feeling of helplessness overwhelmed him.

Tears welled in the corners of his eyes.

Why... had it come to this!

Chu Baihan watched the sword blade draw nearer, she wanted to dodge, but her body just wouldn’t move.

Her expression grew dim.

Was she going to die here today?

What would happen to the ones left behind if she died?

Just at this critical moment, the sound of rolling stones suddenly came from around them.

At the same time, countless darts flew out from the darkness.

The darts accurately struck the bodies of the Death Soldiers.

The Death Soldier who was originally supposed to kill Chu Baihan hesitated for a moment.

Now was the moment!

Using the last of the fierce energy in his body, Chu Baihan drove his curved blade deep into the assailant’s body and fell down with him.

But just as her body was about to hit the ground, a figure swiftly leaped to her side and caught her.

"Yan, Yan Lin."

Chu Baihan looked up, saw his familiar face, and breathed in his familiar scent; her heart finally settled completely.

He hadn’t died; he really hadn’t died!

"Yan Lin, how come you haven’t died yet?"

When Tu Leda saw Yan Lin, he screamed in panic as if he had seen a ghost.

At that moment, Yan Lin, clad in silver armor, had cold eyes and a stubble around his lips, yet he didn’t look sloppy or distressed at all.

"If I had died so soon, who would be here to send you all off?"

Yan Lin let out a cold laugh.

It was then that a crow cried in the distance, as if signaling something.

Countless armored soldiers began to emerge.

"This is..."

"Some troops of Yan Country, they didn’t faint."

Yan Lin instantly guessed what Chu Baihan was about to ask and quickly explained.

Chu Baihan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Impossible, I clearly ordered that they be drugged, how could they be fine?" Tu Leda asked frantically.

"There’s a trick to this valley; I had noticed it long before, how could I not be prepared?"

Yan Lin spoke softly.

"So, when you fell into the Cold Pond, you did it on purpose?"

Tu Leda’s eyes widened, and his beard trembled with anger.

"Otherwise, how would I have had time to mobilize the troops?"

Yan Lin said with a cold laugh.

"Sorry, I arrived too late."

He looked down at Chu Baihan, covered in injuries, his heart trembling.

After falling into the Cold Pond, he had circled to the back of the valley to gather their troops.

Those who were dazed were but a portion of the troops.

He was implementing a plan to lure the snake out of its hole.

But what he hadn’t anticipated was that Hanhan had come during his absence.

"You all, truly deserve to die."

Yan Lin looked up at where Tu Leda stood, his eyes brimming with towering killing intent.

The person he cherished and guarded most had nearly been killed by them.

The pressure and killing intent from Yan Lin were overwhelming, making Tu Leda feel as though his neck was tightly gripped, almost asphyxiating him.

"Quick, quick, kill them all."

Tu Leda, as arrogant as he was a moment ago, was now equally frightened.

The Death Soldiers attacked again.

But this time, Yan Country’s soldiers had already intervened.

Seeing Yan Country’s soldiers battling the Death Soldiers and not falling at a disadvantage, Chu Baihan’s expression became shocked once again.

"Yan Lin, these soldiers of yours..."

"They are the trusted aides that I have personally trained over the years, and they are no less capable than the Death Soldiers," Yan Lin explained gravely.

So that was it.

In about thirty minutes, Yan Lin completely turned defeat into victory.

The remaining Death Soldiers were also being taken down one by one.

Seeing that almost all his men were about to be wiped out, Tu Leda’s legs went weak.

He gritted his teeth and turned to run.

But as he turned around, he saw Feng Shan, who was standing behind him covered in blood, holding a longsword and staring coldly at Tu Leda, almost like a Soul Hooker from hell.

Tu Leda was so terrified that he felt his soul might fly away, he knelt down promptly: "Third Prince, I admit my wrongdoing, please spare my life."