#423 - Li Wutong's decision

Unlike the short and narrow city walls of ancient times, the walls of Fengyuan City were not only high but also extremely wide.

Li Wutong was initially at the very back, but now she was running towards the very front line.

"Princess!"

Zhu Tianhong was only dazed for a moment, and the next moment he flashed in front of Li Wutong, trying to stop this extremely dangerous behavior.

But when he saw the desolate and resolute look in her eyes, he suddenly froze.

"Grandpa Zhu..."

A heart-wrenching sob echoed amidst the flying flames of war. Li Wutong, with tears in her eyes, softly pleaded, "Let me see."

"..."

Without a word, Zhu Tianhong just took a deep look at Li Wutong, and at the same time waved his hand backward, blocking several sharp arrows that were piercing through the air.

Then, he grabbed her wrist and leaped onto a wooden watchtower in front.

The high platform, originally used for observation, was now empty, with only a tattered black flag bearing the character "Feng" standing in the center, and several fragmented corpses lying in every corner.

"Pa-ta..."

Stepping in a pool of blood, Li Wutong trembled as she stepped over a headless corpse and walked towards the side of the high platform.

She stopped and looked up.

Under the pale moonlight, the full panorama of the war finally appeared before her eyes.

The vast sea of soldiers reflected in the night, the shattered and stretching plains of corpses, the twisted and intertwined firelight and blood rain, the dark and collapsing horizon...

When tens of thousands of people were squeezed onto this small piece of land to fight, unless witnessed firsthand, no description could allow one to truly experience this despair and shock.

In comparison, what Li Wutong had seen just now was actually only the tip of the iceberg.

Watching the Da Feng soldiers below her desperately fighting, falling one after another like wheat; listening to the hoarse, either resolute or unwilling roars and wails... Her heartbeat seemed to stop at a certain moment.

Everything in her sight slowly blurred, but her breathing changed from rapid to firm.

When the twin jades in her arms became hot again, Li Wutong suddenly closed her eyes, as if she had made some kind of decision in her heart.

She knew that Wei Changtian was sending her a message, and she also understood his urgent mood at this time.

However...

After a long time, Li Wutong finally opened her eyes again, and then, to Zhu Tianhong's surprise, she took out the twin jades and a small booklet from her arms.

She opened the booklet, found two characters, and used her inner strength to heat the jade in her hand.

The "code" corresponding to the two characters was not long, and after a few breaths, Li Wutong gently closed the booklet again.

"Princess..."

Zhu Tianhong, who was beside her, finally couldn't help but ask, "Who are you sending a message to?"

"My husband."

Li Wutong turned her head to look at Zhu Tianhong and answered with a smile.

Then, a wisp of fire flashed, and in the blink of an eye, the small booklet was burned to ashes.

"Young Master Wei?"

Zhu Tianhong knew that Li Wutong was referring to Wei Changtian, but he didn't understand the meaning of the "burning the booklet" action.

However, before he could ask any further, he saw Li Wutong suddenly raise her arm and forcefully throw the twin jades forward.

"This!"

Zhu Tianhong watched helplessly as the small jade pendant drew an arc in the air, falling far away into the chaotic battlefield, and was immediately submerged by a sea of swords and shadows.

"Princess, what are you doing?"

In the night wind filled with the smell of blood, he nodded, feeling somewhat bitter, yet also somewhat gratified, "Princess, even if this old man has to risk his life, I will definitely accompany you to the end of this road."

"Grandpa Zhu, thank you."

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the words fell, the brocade dress stained with bits of blood bloomed in the air like a flower.

Shedding the luxurious dress, she wore only the black shorts that were underneath.

Li Wutong casually threw the long dress off the high platform, and then drew her sword and swung it without hesitation behind her head...

Thousands of black hairs fell like a waterfall, scattered by the wind, and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

The soldiers of both sides who were fighting fiercely would naturally not notice these things, but they all suddenly heard an incomparably firm and resolute shout.

"All soldiers, listen to my command!"

"This princess will be with you! We swear to coexist with Fengyuan! ! !"

"Rather die! Than retreat! ! !"

Shuzhou City, Wei Residence.

"Young Master!"

As Chu Xianping's voice suddenly sounded, the sound of carriages echoed outside the house, presumably Xu Qingwan and Lu Jingyao had just returned from Yingfengsheng.

"Did Li Wutong reply?"

Wei Changtian, who was pacing back and forth in the room, immediately asked, "What did she say?"

"I'll check right away, the princess only replied with two characters..."

As Chu Xianping spoke, he spread the "Code Book" on the table, quickly flipping through the pages.

By coincidence, these two characters happened to be on the same page.

"Did you find it?"

Wei Changtian eagerly leaned over, but found that Chu Xianping's expression suddenly became a little strange.

His heart couldn't help but "thump," and he lowered his head to look in the direction of the latter's finger.

First line, third character — Do not.

Fifth line, sixth character — Miss.

Do not miss.

"..."

The study was immediately plunged into silence, with only the sound of wheels outside becoming clearer and clearer.

Wei Changtian stared blankly at the two small characters on the page, and after a long while, he straightened up.

"Continue to send her messages."

"Yes."

Chu Xianping didn't say much, and continued to heat the twin jades until the sandalwood in the incense burner burned out before slowly stopping.

"Young Master, there is no reply anymore."

"..."

"Understood."

Seeming a little tired, Wei Changtian slowly sat down on the chair, and after responding, he gave no further instructions.

Chu Xianping knew that he should be left alone at this time, so he cupped his hands and walked out of the study, preparing to wait outside the house.

However, he had just stepped out when he ran into Xu Qingwan, who was about to enter the room.

"Young Master Chu, is my husband in the room?"

Little Xu Comrade had a happy face, feeling like she had something good to tell Wei Changtian urgently.

Although Chu Xianping was a little reluctant to pour cold water on her, he still shook his head and stopped her, "Madam, the young master is thinking about something now, it's best not to disturb him."

"Ah?"

Xu Qingwan was stunned, and immediately lowered her voice, "What happened?"

"This... it's nothing serious."

Chu Xianping smiled, "It's just that the situation on Da Feng's side is a bit critical."

"Is that so..."

Xu Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze passing over Chu Xianping and looking at the closed door of the study.

She didn't know what Wei Changtian was thinking, but she could guess from Chu Xianping's performance that this matter should be very troublesome.

After hesitating for a moment, Little Xu Comrade suddenly asked softly:

"Young Master Chu, is it about that Princess Wuping?"

"Uh..."

Chu Xianping was stunned, touched his nose, and did not answer.

The two of them tacitly stopped talking, and both sighed softly in their hearts.

The meanings represented by this sigh were different, including helplessness and worry.

Just like Li Wutong's phrase "Do not miss."

It was both comfort and farewell.