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After jumping into the river, due to being unable to swim, he had to rely on his side to understand some of the protection from his subordinates. He also carried his war horse and followed the river in the darkness of the night.

The Barbarian King of the Northern Region lacked children the most. Their children numbered in the dozens, and there were more than twenty of them.

Bartle had a very low status among the twenty or so princes. He had been treated coldly since he was young because he had a handsome face that was rarely seen among the barbarians in the northern region. This was the root of the disaster because this face belonged to someone who had inherited the beauty of his mother, a woman from the Tian Yuan Kingdom. His mother had been robbed to the northern region, and because she was beautiful, she was given to the Barbarian King as his slave.

After being robbed to the northern region, there was only one miserable fate for a woman from the Tianyuan Kingdom, a lowly slave!

It was not uncommon for female slaves to be in the hands of nobles of the Northern Region. A nobleman without a Sky Origin Stage female slave would be ridiculed by other Northern Region noblemen.

The more female slaves were, the more beautiful they were, and the higher their status and status would be.

This type of female Sky Origin slave had the lowest status among the people of the northern region. She was the target of the nobles and generals of the northern region, freely venting their lust for beasts and torturing others. Some of the nobles of the northern region loved to abuse the female Sky Origin Stage slaves to satisfy their dark and perverted hearts. At the same time, it was also a form of revenge towards the Sky Origin Country. This kind of female slave did not have to serve a master, but the master's entire family.

They did not have any rights or freedoms, but they were of the same status and importance as the cattle and sheep raised by the people of the Northern Regions.

In a family, any man could abuse them at will, humiliate them at will, or even execute them. They were of a lower status than cattle and sheep, used by their masters to give to others, or to command them and serve other guests.

Battle's mother was unfortunate, because she was a slut, a slut from the Kingdom of Tianyuan.

Slave's status was lower than the other barbarian slaves in the northern region. After their masters squeezed out all of their value, they would be killed and even thrown to the wolfdogs to be torn to shreds and eaten alive.

Because she was very beautiful, she was doted upon by the Barbarian King of the Northern Regions. There were also the Barbarian King's children who gave birth to Bartle. Although she was a female slave, her status had risen after giving birth to the Barbarian King's son. The son of a lowly Sky Origin slave was obviously despised by everyone. Even his father, the Barbarian King, couldn't be bothered to look at his son.

The barbarians of the northern region were divided into many different tribes, some big and some small. The Barbarian King's greatest wish was to unify the northern region and become the true king of the northern region.

Battle possessed the intelligence of the people of Tian Yuan, as well as the savagery and fierceness of the people of the northern region. After that, he had followed the barbarian king's cavalry to war when he was twelve years old. A few years later, he had become a general, conquering many tribes of different sizes in the Northern Regions and becoming a famous general.

He had made meritorious contributions during the invasion of the northern border and during the extermination and looting campaign. He had gradually entered the eyes of the Barbarian King and became one of the great generals under his father's command, a notable general of the northern region.

Now, this famous general was lying in the cold and wet mud, breathing heavily, his body covered with wounds, aching and cold. There were dry grasses all around and it was easy to make a fire, but he didn't dare to make a fire and didn't know how far the Wind Chasing Army was from him.

"That damnable Yun Zihuang!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed in a low voice. He did not even have a single subordinate by his side!

In order to lure away the Wind Chasers, to ensure the survival of the Prince, he had to protect his subordinates, and to come ashore and use their own lives to give him a chance at survival.

The woman from last night suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. She came running over to exchange for the wounded that he had captured. On her young and heroic face, there was a faint smile. There was no hesitation or fear. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. If he had been in a different place with her, what would he have done? Can you do it as well as she can?

"Yun Zihuang, you're ruthless enough!"

Mud covered his body and wounds. Even if the Wind Chasing Army was here, if one didn't look carefully in front of him, they would not be able to see that there was a person here.

He had a stomach full of ice-cold water, and his wounds had no chance to be bandaged. The water in the river had long since lost its color. The only good thing about lying in the mud was that not only could he hide, he could also use mud to stop the bleeding.

"What did she do to me?"

Until now, Bartle still couldn't figure out how that weird lass had schemed against him, causing him to feel dizzy and powerless. He had almost died at the hands of that damned girl. This was the most miserable thing that had happened to him in so many years.

He lay down in the mud by the river and listened for a while. There was no sound of hooves. Letting out a breath, he crawled to the lakeside where the water grass was bountiful and hid himself inside. He didn't know when in the river, but a few fish sneaked into his arms and hid among the plants. He took out the fish that was still alive and bit into it, drinking its blood and eating its meat. Using his dagger, he dug up the reeds and aquatic plants along the shore, eating the roots.

He closed his eyes. The smile of that damned girl, Princess Pingping, was still there in his eyes. She wanted to kill him even after plotting against him.

"Damn it!"

He cursed in a low voice and opened his eyes. He must have been too tired and spent too much time in the river, so he started to hallucinate.

Ever since Bartle met Yun Zihuang at the age of twenty-four, her famous general's path had been filled with holes and thorns. With his pain, he had succeeded in killing her!

"Da Da Da …"

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, Bartle was shocked. There was only a dagger by his side and no other weapons. He, who was almost killed by Yun Zihuang, had lost her war horse and weapon. At that time, she still had a saber at his side, and when she jumped into the river, she had lost it for some reason.

He hurriedly supported himself and crawled into the mud. When he crawled over, there were obvious marks left on the mud by the river. He hurriedly climbed to the place where he had climbed onto the riverbank. He scooped up the river water with his hands and washed away the traces. As he retreated and crawled, he eliminated the traces.

The sound of hooves was getting closer and closer. He did not look up as he carefully removed the traces.

At this moment, he was slightly vexed. If he hadn't crawled out of the mud into the reeds just now and instead crawled across the river, he wouldn't have left these traces. In the end, he had been in the river for too long and he hadn't thought of this. He quickly endured the pain and took off his shirt to get rid of the marks.

The sound of the horse's hooves grew closer and closer. He sighed and rolled into the river. His vision turned black, and he felt completely powerless.