Yun Zihuang urged her horse to gallop, bent over onto the horse's back, and shot a short crossbow towards the northern cavalry soldiers, stopping them from chasing her. At the same time, she also made it difficult for them to injure her with their arrows.

The people of the northern region were caught unawares as Bartle suddenly fell from his horse. They were urged to flee by her. Before they could react, the crossbow injured the few riders closest to her and they fell to the ground. For a moment, the northern cavalry was in a state of chaos. The riders behind her hurriedly rushed to rescue their fallen companion, not giving her any time to react. She took the opportunity to pull away from the people from the north. The people from the back came to their senses and took out their bows to shoot at her.

There were also some mounted soldiers who urged their horses to chase after them.

However, at this time, the Iron Guards had also rushed towards Yun Zi Huang, using their bows and arrows to shoot at the people from the northern region.

Both sides shot arrows at each other. Yun Zihuang's body left the horse's back and hung on the other side of the horse to prevent it from getting hurt by the Northern Tribe people's sharp arrows. The pursuers from behind quickly rushed over. The Wind Chasing Army from left and right also came to surround them. The people of the northern region, who were chasing after Yun Zihuang, found it difficult to resist the Iron Guard's arrows. They could only bitterly give up on the chase and galloped back into the group.

At this moment, the cavalry of the northern region despaired. Without Princess Pingping as a hostage, they would probably be completely annihilated when they faced thousands of the Chasing Wind Army and Iron Guards!

"The Laws …"

The war horse below him let out a sorrowful cry as it slowed down and fell to the ground.

Although Yun Zihuang was hanging on the side of the war horse and had avoided the arrows of the people of the northern region, her war horse had been shot by a few arrows, which was extremely fatal. As she ran, she lost even more blood, and her injuries worsened as she fell to the ground. She had expected this. She loosened her arms and legs and rolled over the ground to avoid being crushed by the fallen horse.

With a flip, she half knelt from the rolling, panting as she looked back.

The Iron Guards had already clashed with the people of the northern region. The Iron Guards were in hot pursuit, and the people of the northern region were fleeing in panic. At this moment, her heart relaxed. The Iron Guards flew past her, and she was escorted by a group of Iron Guards. The one in the lead bowed, "Princess, please get on your horse."

The Iron Guard held onto the reins and knelt beside the saddle. He bent his back so that it was parallel to the ground. Using his back as a seat, he waited for Yun Zihuang to mount the horse. At this time, she no longer cared about modesty. She lifted her foot to borrow some strength from the Iron Guard's back and mounted the war horse.

The other Steel Cavalry all went to chase and attack the people from the Northern Reaches. In the dark night, her gaze was searching everywhere for Feng Qingxiao's trace.

A group of Iron Guards quickly flew over, led by Feng Qingxiao.

Their gazes met, and Feng Qingxiao urged his horse forward. The surrounding Iron Guards bowed from their horses, making a path for them.

Yun Zihuang cupped her fists: "Greetings, Master."

"No, who is the leader of the northern barbarians?"

"Battle."

Hearing this name, a dark glint appeared in his eyes: "You're talking about Bartle, the person who caught you?"

"Yes."

Feng Qingxiao sneered, "The son of the Barbarian King, a famous general of the northern region. He changed his appearance and snuck into the northern border. Send the order, I, Bartle, want him alive."

She wanted to ask who Bartle was, but after thinking for a while, she didn't ask. She said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master, for coming to rescue me. I will take my leave and return to War God City."

He approached her and asked in a low voice, "What was the injury?"

"This lowly general isn't injured."

"If he isn't injured, then where did the blood come from?"

His gaze fell on her legs, and his pants were stained with a blood-red color. If it wasn't for the torch, his eyes would have been sharp, and it would have been difficult to notice this in the dark.

"Bleeding?"

She was somewhat astonished and lowered her head to follow Feng Qingxiao's gaze. Her small face couldn't help but burn as she raised her head to glare fiercely at him. She was so embarrassed that she quickly pulled her battle skirt a few times, but no matter what, she could not hide the blood on her pants. She could only urge her horse to run towards the War God City.

This is too much, what a super bore!

A wave of heat flowed out again. This time, it was truly unlucky. The wounds on his legs and legs were torn open again. She had to endure this. What she couldn't tolerate was that her elder aunt actually came to visit at this time. It was really enough!

As this warm current flowed out, her whole body felt extremely uncomfortable. However, with so many Iron Guards surrounding her, she couldn't find a place where no one else was allowed to enter. She took out a sanitary napkin and put it on.

"All of you, stop. Don't follow me."

When she turned around and saw Feng Qingxiao bringing his men along, her face was stiff and her nose was not like a nose, so she scolded him with a face that was not a face. Since these men were following her so closely, how could she take out a sanitary napkin to change them?

Feng Qingxiao lightly said, "It seems like you haven't learned your lesson yet."

"You still have the nerve to say that, if it wasn't for the fact that you have spies in your territory, how could I have met with such misfortune?" You and your people, don't follow me. "

"Yun Zihuang, do you know the crime of opposing the Marshal in the military?"

Her face was burning as she whispered, "I... I want to let go, what do you want me to do with you guys following me so closely? "

The Iron Guards all raised their heads to look at the sky. This sort of thing was really difficult for the esteemed princess. In front of so many men, she had said it out loud.

He was also stunned. He waved his hand to indicate her to stop. His lips slightly curled up. The little girl was still as unreserved as before. It was really hard for her. Even though she was not given any time limit, she still ran all day and night for him. She arrived at the northern border 1500 miles ahead of time in seven days and gave him a big surprise. As expected of his woman, only this little girl was worthy to be his wangfei.

She turned her head and hurried her horse away, out of sight of these people. She found a few piles of rocks and some bushes, then dismounted and went to a secluded place. After checking that no one was able to see, he hastily took off his wet pants and took out a sanitary napkin and changed into a new pair of pants. He immediately felt extremely comfortable. After getting on the horse, she felt too embarrassed to look at Feng Qingxiao and the others, so she quickly headed towards the War God City.

Feng Qingxiao's mood suddenly became a bit better. He personally led a group of guards to escort them from behind. He ordered the Iron Guards to follow behind and chased after them by themselves.

The Iron Guards exchanged meaningful glances, then smiled at their lord.

Within seven days, Yun Zi Feng had traveled over fifteen hundred kilometers and arrived at the War God City. Only then did the northern border's Wind Chasing Army recognize this princess as their future princess and matriarch. The Iron Guards admired her even more for her actions tonight.

Halfway there, Yun Zhao and the others came up to greet them. When they saw the Regent and the princess riding on horseback, they hurriedly cupped their fists and bowed, retreating to the sides. Even though their heads were lowered, they could still feel their lord's sharp gaze sweeping over them. They could not help but feel a chill down their backs as cold sweat dripped down their backs.

Feng Qingxiao continued to send Yun Zihuang into the marshal's residence. When he returned to the hall, Yun Zhao, Han Feng, Feng Ding and the rest had already knelt in the courtyard in front of the hall.