Chapter 134: Chapter 76: We Have Won

Xiao Chengyi was initially taken aback, and his heart was immediately filled with a sour feeling. In an instant, he was furious, “All you do all day is focus on those romantic entanglements, don’t you have anything serious to do?

I’ve told you, this is a battlefield, not a place to talk about love! Go back to the camp and rest, I have to go command my subordinates.”

Ning Zhen’er felt a strange sense of satisfaction at his reaction because she knew he was breaking down; pretending to command his subordinates was just an excuse, and finding Shen Ruoxi was the real reason.

But now her heart didn’t ache as much. Indeed, when disappointment lingers for a long time, feelings gradually fade, and people lose hope.

Her sixth sense has always been particularly strong, and combined with the way Jun Moling looked at Shen Ruoxi, she felt at least 80% certain that Jun Moling liked Shen Ruoxi.

Moreover, as the military marshal, he had rushed to the most dangerous place. If that woman wasn’t as important to him as life itself, how could he have done something so impulsive?

Thinking of this, she actually felt that the days ahead would become increasingly exciting, and Xiao Chengyi still had to suffer.

“Go on then! I’ll return to the camp on my own. I’ll just give you a word of advice: if Shen Ruoxi and the Marshal are alone together, be smart and don’t get too close. It wouldn’t be good if you saw something you shouldn’t!” Ning Zhen’er said with increasing schadenfreude.

“Ning Zhen’er, you’re really unreasonable.” Xiao Chengyi roared angrily. He felt more and more discomfort in his heart. It couldn’t be true; Prince Zhan was not interested in women, he wouldn’t like Shen Ruoxi, saving her at all costs was simply because she was the only successor of the Loyalty Marquis.

After all, when the Shen Family Army was completely wiped out, he was heartbroken from crying!

The special care he gave Shen Ruoxi was all because of her deceased father.

Thinking of this, he felt slightly at ease, turned around, and left without hesitation.

Ning Zhen’er watched his decisive departing figure, and couldn’t help but feel a tinge of bitterness in her heart, secretly cursing herself as spineless.

Under the glaring sun, its blazing rays made her feel sticky and uncomfortable.

The pain from her arm caused cold sweat to continuously seep out, and her weakened body was about to collapse.

At this moment, she finally made up her mind. Such a man, someone that even the ancient Shen Ruoxi wouldn’t want, why should she still hold out hope? Considering him a treasure was utterly ridiculous!

Actually, at the moment she miscarried, she shouldn’t have had any fantasies about him anymore. Indeed, without a fatal blow, she wouldn’t come to her senses.

Dragging legs as heavy as lead, she slowly moved step by step towards the camp.

At the city gate, it was now the fiercest battlefield, with the soldiers of Beichang Country making their last desperate struggle to defend the pass.

When Shen Ruoxi and Jun Moling arrived, they saw Pei Xuan’s warhorse covered in blood, with a young woman behind him, approximately twenty or twenty-one years old, dressed in armor.

Although her appearance was indistinct, her heroic and vigorous posture drew everyone’s attention, and the double-edged daggers she wielded created an impenetrable line of defense.

“Senior Sister, I’m here.” Shen Ruoxi’s voice was loud, filled with urgency and determination.

Suddenly, a cold arrow shot towards Yun Jiangxue’s face like a specter.

Pei Xuan’s expression changed drastically, and he shouted, “Jiangxue, be careful.”

Before his voice faded, he unhesitatingly leaped in front of Yun Jiangxue.

The sharp arrow plunged directly into his shoulder, and Pei Xuan couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan, his body swaying unsteadily.

Yun Jiangxue, quick and sharp, hurriedly supported him, her voice hoarse and filled with endless worry and heartache: “Xuan.”

Shen Ruoxi’s heart skipped a beat, and from the sleeve of her robe, a crossbow dart instantly shot out, striking the ambusher who fell to the ground with a final scream, lifeless.

She leaped over, anxiously saying, “Senior Sister, hand Xuan over to me.”

With teary eyes, Yun Jiangxue nodded in agreement.

“Sister, the arrow has barbs, be careful.” Her voice trembled.

Shen Ruoxi solemnly nodded and quickly sprinkled hemostatic medicine on Pei Xuan’s wound.

The violent pain made Pei Xuan’s body tense up, and he kept taking deep breaths of cold air.

When the barbed arrow was pulled out, blood gushed out like a spring, and Pei Xuan couldn’t endure the pain, letting out a muffled groan before fainting.

Not daring to delay for a moment, Shen Ruoxi poured all the hemostatic medicine onto the wound, efficiently tearing open her inner robe to bandage the wound.

“Xuan, Xuan.”

Yun Jiangxue’s anxious calls echoed in her ears, and Shen Ruoxi raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself: Even though she constantly refers to Pei Xuan as her brother, at a critical moment, didn’t she also panic?

But given the disparity in their status, Shen Ruoxi indeed didn’t have much hope for their relationship.

“Master Elder Sister, Xuan is fine, don’t worry!” Shen Ruoxi tried to make her voice sound gentle and assured, attempting to soothe Yun Jiangxue’s anxious heart.

Yun Ningxue bit her lip and nodded forcefully.

“Someone, take Prince Pei back to the camp to recuperate,” Jun Moling ordered, and several soldiers responded promptly.

One of the soldiers carefully carried Pei Xuan on his back, and Yun Jiangxue’s steps paused slightly, her eyes full of reluctance and concern.

Shen Ruoxi softly said, “Master Elder Sister, quickly go and watch over Xuan. The battlefield is nearly concluded, rest assured and go.”

Yun Jiangxue took a deep look at Shen Ruoxi, then resolutely nodded and swiftly followed after the soldiers’ hurried pace.

The smoke of battle had not yet dissipated, the setting sun was as red as blood, illuminating the tired yet determined faces of the people.

The wind howled past, seeming to narrate the tragic grandeur of this fierce battle.

“We won, we won!” The triumphant shouts pierced the clouds, deafeningly loud.

Jun Moling was momentarily stunned, his expression somewhat dazed.

Nearly six years, this long and arduous war finally saw the dawn of victory.

The hardships and torment experienced throughout, perhaps only he could deeply understand.

“Marshal, we have won.” Shen Ruoxi’s eyes sparkled like stars, unable to hide the excitement in her heart, she said with a bright smile.

“We won!” Jun Moling replied with a smile as well, his eyes filled with an indescribable affection, deeply gazing at Shen Ruoxi.

Shen Ruoxi felt a bit uneasy under his intense gaze and was about to change the subject when she saw Guan Qizhe running over, his face filled with unconcealable joy, “Marshal, we won, Chunyu Mingyan has been captured!”

“Advance into Xia Pass.” Jun Moling took a deep breath and ordered loudly.

The banners fluttered wildly in the wind, and the army of Dayi Country marched with orderly and bold strides, grandly entering Xia Pass.

Shen Ruoxi looked around, her eyes gradually moistening, “Father, brother… did you see this? We have won, we have completely driven the invaders of Beichang Country out of our homeland, you can rest in peace.”

The cheers of the soldiers rose and fell, continuing for a long, long time.

After clearing the battlefield, Shen Ruoxi then joined the military doctors in meticulously taking care of the wounded.

Keeping busy until late at night, the sound of drums came from the camp, accompanied by the loud and heroic singing of the soldiers.

“Military Doctor Shen, the Marshal has set up a banquet in the military tent, and asks you to attend,” a soldier came to report.

Shen Ruoxi nodded in agreement.

She hurriedly washed her hands, not even having time to change clothes, and headed towards the military tent.

The tent was filled with a sumptuous feast, and as she arrived, all the leaders rose in unison to salute, “Greetings, Military Doctor Shen.”

“Generals, Ruoxi extends her respects,” Shen Ruoxi returned the salute.

“Sit here, Military Doctor Shen,” Jun Moling pointed to the seat next to him and said to Shen Ruoxi.

Although she was granted the title of Marquis by the Emperor, in the army, ranks are determined by position, not titles.

As a military doctor, her rank was not high and she should not have sat in the top seat.

“Marshal.”

Shen Ruoxi was just about to decline when Jun Moling quickly spoke, “Today you have achieved great merit, this seat is well-deserved.”

All the generals agreed, and Shen Ruoxi, unable to refuse further, sat beside Jun Moling.

Even Ning Zhen’er was not jealous this time, only feeling that she deserved it.

After all, few could repay grievances with kindness, and her saving of her life at a crucial moment was truly beyond her expectations.

It was because of this incident that her perspective changed significantly.

She truly admired Shen Ruoxi and felt a vague sense of respect growing in her heart.

The night grew deep, and in stark contrast to the warm and lively atmosphere of the tent and camp, a low voice came from behind a swaying tree in a remote area, “Take advantage of the slack in the camp now, find an opportunity to blow this into Shen Ruoxi’s room, leave the rest to me.”

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