"Pegatron." Seeing Xia Muyao falling, Zhao Yuanting couldn't help but shout anxiously.

Huerhe swung his sword and stabbed it. While dodging, Zhao Yuanting also pulled out his long sword and fought with him.

When Zhao Yuanting's guards saw it, they also dismounted one after another and fought Huerhe with Zhao Yuanting. How could the elite soldiers brought by Huerhe sit idly by, drew out their long swords and dismounted, and for a while, the sword and sword shadow at the city gate were fighting.

The difference in the number of people fighting between the two sides was too great, and the Huerhe side soon gained the upper hand, Dakang's guards were killed one by one, Zhao Yuanting retreated to the city gate step by step, he was quite laborious to deal with Huerhe alone, and saw that Huerhe's elite soldiers also rushed over one after another.

"Stop, stop." Seeing that Zhao Yuanting was about to be defeated, Xia Muyao shouted and rushed over, although she didn't love Zhao Yuanting, but she couldn't watch him die, the tenderness and affection he had given her in the past three years had left traces in her heart after all.

Hearing Xia Muyao's call, the elite soldiers were slightly stunned, and then looked at Huerhe.

Huerhe and Zhao Yuanting were inseparable, Zhao Yuanting's arm had been injured, blood flowed out, and under the reflection of the torches, it looked particularly hideous.

Xia Muyao rushed over, stopped in front of Zhao Yuanting, and begged Huerhe eagerly: "You let him go." ”

"Yao'er, you go away." Seeing that Xia Muyao was protecting Zhao Yuanting like this, Huerhe couldn't keep Zhao Yuanting alive anymore, so he gritted his teeth.

"Heshuo," Zhao Yuanting held Xia Muyao's small hand, "You don't have to beg him, I can see you before I die, and I'm worth it." ”

When Xia Muyao heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Zhao Yuanting, his eyes were filled with relief and pity, the corners of his mouth were slightly smiling, and his face was calm.

"But I can't let you die in front of me." Xia Muyao said, her eyes suddenly turned red, and then she snatched the long sword in Zhao Yuanting's hand, turned back to Huerhe and said, "If you want to kill him, I will die for you." ”

"You ......" Huerhe's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he stretched out his hand to point at Xia Muyao, "You put the sword down for me." ”

The elite soldiers behind Huerhe all held their breath and quietly watched the scene in front of them.

"Yao'er." Seeing that Xia Muyao didn't move, Huerhe shouted again, and then stepped forward.

"You stop," Xia Muyao put the sword across her neck, she didn't hold the sword lightly, the sword was extremely sharp, and it instantly turned into a thin scar on her neck, oozing blood.

Huerhe didn't dare to go any further, and almost gritted his teeth in anger, "I won't kill him, you put down your sword." ”

"I don't believe it, you asked the guards to open the gates." Xia Muyao looked at Huerhe and didn't give an inch.

And outside the city, Zhao Yuanting's escort had already come to the city, shouting "General, General, General" outside the city gate!

"You let him go, and I'll stay." Seeing that Huerhe's face was gloomy and silent, Xia Muyao said again.

"Heshuo," seeing Xia Muyao wholeheartedly helping him escape from here, Zhao Yuanting's heart couldn't help but warm, she was concerned about him after all, "Heshuo, don't ask him, I am the prince of Dakang, no matter how bold he is, he won't dare to kill me casually." ”

"I, Huerhe, will be jealous of your identity as the prince of Dakang?" Huerhe's sword was raised again, pointing directly at Zhao Yuanting, "If you are a man, don't hide behind a woman, come out and we will fight alone." ”

"Hurry up and open the gates." Seeing that these two people are going to fight again, and once they fight again, they really can't stop it, thinking of this, Xia Muyao slashed a sword on his wrist with a sword, and then said to Huerhe: "If you don't open the city gate again, I will really die to show you." ”

The blood on Xia Muyao's wrist dripped down and fell on her moon-white Luo skirt, bright and dazzling, forcing Huerhe to be in a dilemma, he hated being coerced the most in his life, if he changed to someone else, he might ignore it, but in the face of Xia Muyao, he still couldn't be ruthless. If she dies, what will happen to him?

The three of them were in a stalemate like this for a long time, and the sword in Xia Muyao's hand slowly slashed into her neck, and the sharp pain made her brows move slightly.

"Open the gates." Seeing that there was more and more blood on Xia Muyao's wrist and neck, Huerhe finally couldn't bear it and roared an order.

The officers and soldiers defending the city hurriedly ran over and slowly pushed the cumbersome city gate open a gap.

Outside the city, Dakang's guards were waiting anxiously, and when they saw the city gate open, someone immediately rushed forward and helped Zhao Yuanting out, with hideous wounds on his arms and legs.

"Peshuo, come with me." Zhao Yuanting tried to reach out to pull Xia Muyao, but he didn't pull it, so he was dragged away by the guards.

"I won't go with you, you get out of here quickly, I once owed you all today, we are cleared, you take care of yourself." Xia Muyao said without replying.

"Heshuo ......" Zhao Yuanting shouted again, the voice was desperate, he was a big man, but he still needed the help of his beloved woman to get out. He finally saw that Xia Muyao was still alive, but he passed by her like this, and it would be even more difficult to see her again in this life.

"General, let's go." The guards urged Zhao Yuanting anxiously, how do they understand that if Huerhe repents at this moment, and gives an order, the people will occupy the right time and place, and their lives of the 1,800 people will be explained here.

Xia Muyao still didn't look back, she stood quietly in the distance, holding her sword across her neck, and staring at Huerhe silently. Huerhe's forbearance of anger, she could see it clearly, but there was no way, at this moment she could only use this method to get Zhao Yuanting out.

When she returned, she would explain to Huerhe, and she believed that he would listen to her, and she was completely unaware of what was happening today.

Outside the city gate, Zhao Yuanting was surrounded by the guards on his horse, and a team of people beat the horses and left, Zhao Yuanting turned back again and again, only to feel that his heart was numb with pain.

At the city gate, in order to prevent Huerhe from sending people out of the city to chase after him, Xia Muyao has been standing at the city gate, confronting Huerhe.

Time passed minute by minute, until Xia Muyao felt that her hand was so sore that she could no longer lift the sword, that she lowered her arm in despair, and the long sword fell to the ground in response.

"Someone," Huerhe gritted his teeth and instructed his elite soldiers: "The princess is going to help the enemy, and wants to blackmail the king, take down the princess, and send her to the military prison." ”

Xia Muyao was stunned, she didn't expect Huerhe to treat her like this, she asked softly, "Don't you want to listen to my explanation?" ”

"Are you all deaf?" Huerhe turned his head to look at the elite soldiers behind him and roared.

The elite soldiers were obviously reluctant to carry out this order, because none of them knew how much the vassal king favored the princess, and the errand was obviously thankless.

"Do you want to rebel?" Huerhe swung his sword and pointed at the elite soldiers behind him.

The elite soldiers didn't dare to delay any longer, walked up to Xia Muyao, and said politely: "Princess, please." ”

Huerkh was furious, turned on his horse, and left without looking back. At this moment, his heart is not much better than Zhao Yuanting, although Xia Muyao stayed, he still can't face the fact that Xia Muyao forced Zhao Yuanting to save Zhao Yuanting with death, not to mention, the letter written by Zhao Yuanting to Xia Muyao that he read today, every word and sentence made his heart like a knife.

Xia Muyao and Zhao Yuanting have a deep hatred for exterminating the clan, but even so, she is still willing to save him with her life...... All the way, Huerhe's mind was all about this, and he felt that he was going crazy.

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Xia Muyao looked at Huerhe, who was determined to leave, her heart cooled inch by inch, she originally thought that he would listen to her explanation, she would tell him that she found that she had fallen in love with him, she wanted to stay by his side and live with him in peace, what to restore the country, what revenge, she didn't think about it.

Therefore, she couldn't let him kill Zhao Yuanting, Zhao Yuanting died, not only would she feel guilty in her heart, but Dakang and Beihu would also be at odds because of this, and she didn't want Huerhe to get involved in the dispute.

But he was so determined to go away, not even bothering to look at himself.

Xia Muyao numbly followed those elite soldiers until she was imprisoned in the dark cell of the barracks. It was used to hold prisoners or soldiers who violated military discipline, and there had never been a female prisoner, so when Xia Muyao was put in the cell, the men in the other cells all cast curious glances at her.

When they saw Xia Muyao's beautiful face like a flower, they couldn't help but let out a cry similar to that of a beast.

"Shut up and shout about hunger for three more days." The cell leader immediately shouted with a steel whip in his hand.

Those people shut up, but the cell boss did not relax because of this, he was locked up in this prison princess, in case of a business trip, his life would be difficult to protect, he would definitely watch in prison for a few days, not leaving an inch.

Xia Muyao shrank in the corner of the wall, sitting quietly on the hay, holding her knees with her hands, numbly in a daze.

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