After dawn, Man Qiu and Man Dong stood outside the door and waited.
It's not yet Wen Jinhe's usual time to get up.
But he didn't want the door to be opened by Wen Jinhe from the inside.
Staring at their princess's dark circles under her eyes, the two of them silently began to wait on Wen Jinhe to wash up.
Even the breakfast served in the kitchen was lighter than the previous days.
After eating, Wen Jinhe took the people to the city wall to wait.
Man Dong also specially brought Dr. Zhou with him.
Wen Jinhe had a nightmare last night and didn't sleep well. She had to wait on the city wall for two hours today. Man Dong was worried that her body wouldn't be able to hold on.
The youngest Hong An looked at Dr. Zhou expectantly, "Master, can you take me with you?"
Doctor Zhou was stunned for a moment. Hongan was a quiet child and would not take the initiative to go out.
Why do you want to go out today?
"Okay, take him with you." Doctor Zhou specifically told his eldest apprentice.
After the morning court, Shangshu Ling and his people stood behind the city gate waiting for Li Junche's return.
Wen Jinhe climbed up the city wall with a telescope and looked into the distance with uncontrollable worry.
Hope is just a dream.
It was she who was too unfounded.
Hong'an stood on the city wall and looked down below, feeling that this scene was somewhat familiar.
Zhao Bi and He Shi rode with three hundred people in the direction of the military camp.
However, a large number of horse hoof prints were found along the road.
The traces should have been there for a while.
The expressions on their faces became a little uneasy, and they couldn't help but think of what Wen Jinhe said.
Three hundred people sped up.
Li Junche marched towards the capital with hundreds of soldiers, and the team's carts also carried several iron cages.
Inside were the spies arranged by Li Zhilin in the army and Qin Weihu, the leader of the rebellion.
Murong Nie couldn't help but find it funny when he saw the high-spirited and impatient look on Li Junche's face.
When did my prince show such an expression on his face?
The speed of the two men's horses unknowingly increased, causing the entire marching team to speed up.
Qin Weihu, who was sitting in the cage, could only think about what to say after entering the capital.
Because after being tortured and tortured by Li Junche for the past few days, he had already succumbed.
When the marching team passed by a forest, the secret guards sent by Li Zhilin had already been hidden.
When all the troops first entered the woods, the killing officially began.
The first to be dealt with were the soldiers with weak combat effectiveness.
The cavalry at the front tripped over a trap set on the ground and fell into it, including both men and horses.
Li Junche flew down, the long sword in his hand was sealed with blood, and he looked towards the middle of the team, "Qin Weihu."
Murong Nie rolled up from the ground and charged towards the cage with his spear.
Being attacked so close to the capital was something they had not expected.
I was caught off guard.
Li Junche saw more and more killers and realized that he had taken it lightly and underestimated the enemy.
Once Qin Weihu is brought into the capital, Li Zhilin will undoubtedly fall.
And he didn't expect that Li Zhilin would attack the marching team on his way back to the city.
And so many people were sent.
The secret guards sent by Li Zhilin can all fight one against three.
The soldiers were quickly killed.
When Murong Nie arrived, Qin Weihu and the spies had all been killed.
As more and more soldiers died, the number of secret guards targeting Li Junche also continued to increase.
Murong Nie swept forward with a single shot and flew forward.
Their targets include Qin Weihu and the prince.
Another group of people lurked in a ravine three hundred meters away to watch the battle from a distance.
"Sir, is it time for us to get going?"
The guard had a cunning smile on his face that was sure to win, "Your Majesty, it turns out that these secret guards can't kill Li Junche at all. Wait, we won't attack until all the third prince's people are dead. I'll bear with you. We can kill Li Junche who is seriously injured without any effort."
The first and last secret guard was stabbed to death by Li Junche's sword, leaving less than ten of the five hundred soldiers and horses.
Most of them are brave and skillful generals.
Murong Nie was stabbed in the body and looked at Li Junche anxiously, "My lord, should you take me back to the city first or return to the military camp?"
Just as Li Junche was about to speak, the large black area coming towards him made him swallow his words and said calmly: "Disperse and break out, go back to the military camp and ask for help."
But how could less than ten people break through among two hundred people.
Soon, only Li Junche and Murong Nie were left alive.
Murong Nie stood in front of Li Junche without hesitation, "My lord, my subordinates will fight a bloody path for you."
Li Junche grabbed Murong Nie's shoulders and blocked him behind him, saying in a cold voice: "I don't need it, please save your life."
The two stood facing each other, leaving the safety behind them to each other.
When Zhao Bi and He Shi arrived with their people, there were already corpse marks all over the ground.
Everyone's faces were filled with shock.
Seeing the sword piercing Murong Nie's chest, He Shi arrived on horseback and killed the sword-wielding killer first.
Zhao Bi quickly checked Li Junche's body and found that he had been struck by two swords, one on the left chest and the other on the abdomen.
Murong Nie was even more serious, with bleeding from his right arm, right chest and abdomen.
Zhao Bi and He Shi took off their clothes and bandaged them, which temporarily stopped the bleeding.
"Kill them all. Here are ten of you. Take off your coats and follow me." Zhao Bi kicked down the iron cage on the cart.
Li Junche was laid flat on the cart, and He Shi helped Murong Nie up.
A group of more than a dozen people wearing gray Prince Che's guard uniforms rushed to the city gate.
The remaining secret guards sharpened their swords and pointed at the enemy.
There was no sign of the army in the sight of the telescope. Wen Jinhe kept walking in place, looking very impatient. He muttered to himself, "Why aren't you here yet?"
She seemed to be using this method to calm her restless heart.
Man Dong said: "Princess, it's okay. Didn't He Shi and the others have already gone to greet her?"
The minister standing at the city gate looked at the rising sun and kept stretching his neck to look forward.
Suddenly, a few black spots appeared in the telescope's sight.
Wen Jinhe widened his eyes to take a closer look.
There was no army behind the team, it was Zhao Bi and the others.
When the cart came into view for the first time, Wen Jinhe's heartbeat seemed to have stopped. She turned around and ran under the city wall, "Something happened."
Man Qiu and Man Dong were stunned as they looked at their princess's state of chaos and loss of blood.
"Doctor Zhou, follow us quickly." One person pulled Dr. Zhou and ran down, while the other chased Wen Jinhe.
The civil servants standing under the city wall saw Princess Che suddenly running down from the city tower.
Something doesn't look right like this.
Shouldn't Prince Che be happy when he returns home in triumph?
Why is Princess Che so worried?
Shangshu Ling looked at Wen Jinhe with majesty on his face, "Princess Che, I am here to welcome Prince Che back in triumph by the emperor's order. There is something wrong with you here, so you'd better go back."
Seeing that she was being stopped, Wen Jinhe anxiously pointed the telescope at Shangshu Ling's eyes, "Did you see it?"
Shang Shuling's eyes didn't adapt at first. After blinking a few times, he pulled down the telescope in shock, looked at Wen Jinhe and asked, "What is this?"
Seeing the team approaching, Wen Jinhe didn't want to answer Shangshu Ling's words at all, and was only worried in his heart.
Horse hooves fly and dust rises.
Everyone present clearly saw a group of people dragging a cart rushing towards the scene.
Wen Jinhe looked at Li Junche who was lying on the cart and had passed out, and shouted, "Doctor Zhou, Doctor Zhou."
Doctor Zhou quickly rushed out from behind the civil servant with his two apprentices.
After a quick inspection, he looked at Wen Jinhe anxiously, "The prince has lost too much blood, and the sword head is still buried in the wound. It must be debrided immediately and return to the palace as soon as possible."
The secret guard quickly moved the two of them to Wen Jinhe's carriage.
Shangshu Ling and others watched the carriage rush past in front of them.
The Minister of War, with trembling lips, said to Shangshu Ling: "Master Shangshu, what should we do now?"
Didn’t he say he was returning from a great victory?
How could Prince Che be so injured?
Shangshu Ling picked up the heavy official uniform and said, "Send the imperial doctor to Prince Che's Mansion immediately. You go back to the palace and report to the emperor. I will go to Prince Che's Mansion and keep an eye on it."
Butler Li, who was waiting at the main entrance of Prince Che's Mansion, saw a group of people from a distance and thought it was Zhao Bi and He Shi who came back first after picking up the prince.
Who would have thought that after the carriage stopped, Li Junche would be carried out covered in blood.
Zhao Bi and others quickly carried Li Junche and Murong Nie into the mansion.
Because it was a courtesy, he didn't go by carriage, so Shangshu Ling had to grab a bicycle from the roadside and ride to Prince Che's Mansion.
Following closely behind were several civilian officials from the Ministry of War.
Looking at the blood dripping on the stone bricks at the entrance of Prince Che's Mansion, their hearts sank to the bottom of the cliff.
