Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress novel Chapter 562

Chapter 562: Chapter 559: Eldest Daughter_1

Bai Qingyan deeply agreed.

"This time, you are accompanying us so that you and your brother can confront each other face-to-face. It also gives you an opportunity to meet each other and further enhance the invincible reputation of the Princess of Zhen," Dong Qingyue said with a smile.

Bai Qingyan nodded, feeling immense gratitude toward her uncle.

Early on the eleventh of September, Governor Dong Qingyue of Dengzhou, along with his son Dong Changmao, and the war generals of Dengzhou, led their troops towards Dengzhou to reclaim the lost city. The Princess of Zhen, Bai Qingyan, who was accompanying Madam Dong in Dengzhou, went to Dengzhou to assist, greatly boosting the morale of the Dengzhou Army.

Dong Qingyue and Bai Qingyan each led twenty thousand troops, simultaneously attacking the north and south gates of Dengzhou. They managed to divert the main forces of the Rong army lurking in Dengzhou City to the north and south of the city. The battles at both gates were intense, while Dong Changmao hid with three thousand light cavalry near the east gate of Dengzhou City.

For this siege, Dong Qingyue gave it his all, sending thirty death warriors to stealthily infiltrate the city along the moat, silently ambushing the Rong soldiers, swapping clothes with them, and opening the northern and southern gates from within.

As the south and north gates of Dengzhou were about to fall, the Dengzhou Army’s momentum surged as they prepared to storm into the city, while the soldiers of Nanrong desperately tried to hold the already breached gates with their bodies.

"Hurry! Someone, help close the gate!" the General of Nanrong, seated on a high horse, drew his scimitar and roared.

More Nanrong soldiers rushed to the gates, using their bodies to block the heavy gates, unwilling to lose the hard-earned city.

The Dengzhou Army, even stepping over their comrades’ bodies and through the blood-soaked mud, fought fiercely to reclaim the lost city.

Suddenly, an arrow with a whistle flew swiftly from outside the gate, instantly piercing the neck of the Nanrong General on horseback.

Right after, the sound of a furious horse neighing filled the air, and a white steed leaped through the gap just wide enough for one and a half people.

A woman clad in silver armor, holding a bow, and draped in a red cape, appeared on the white horse. She stood tall, covered in blood, exuding a murderous aura like a hellish Asura.

"Brothers! The Princess of Zhen has entered the city and killed the Nanrong General! Charge!"

The leading Dengzhou soldier roared, and the soldiers outside the gate, already fired up, shouted and pushed harder. The gate gap widened and opened faster.

"Bang—Bang!"

After two heavy thuds of the gates hitting the gateposts, the battle cries of the Dengzhou Army shook the heavens.

The horse reared up, trampling enemies as it sped forward. Bai Qingyan, in blood-stained silver armor, hung the bow behind her back. Her eyes locked onto a general among the Nanrong soldiers, dressed like the royal family of Nanrong. She swiftly grabbed a Nanrong soldier’s spear aimed at her, ripped it out, and flung it along with the soldier into several Nanrong soldiers.

She advanced quickly, with just three moves, she thrust a spear through a high-ranking Rong general’s chest, lifting the blood-drenched general with the spear. She tightly held the reins, her gaze fiercely scanning the stunned Nanrong soldiers who dared not approach.

Lu Ping and the Bai family guard immediately surrounded Bai Qingyan, preventing anyone from getting close.

Which Nanrong soldier hadn’t heard of the God of Slaughter, the Princess of Zhen?

Seeing the woman lift their Crown Prince on a silver spear, who wouldn’t be scared?

"General!" A bloodied Rong soldier crawled to Bai Qingyu’s feet. "General, the God of Slaughter, Princess of Zhen, has come! General, retreat quickly!"

Bai Qingyu gave Bai Qingyan a deep, lingering look, then turned his gaze away. He mounted his horse and rushed toward the east gate without looking back.

The name A Yu almost broke free from Bai Qingyan’s throat. She bit down hard, gripping the spear firmly. She swung it frantically, slashing through the Rong soldiers blocking her way to A Yu.

But there were so many Rong soldiers, never-ending. She could only watch as A Yu’s figure grew smaller in the distance, her heart wrenching in pain.

They hadn’t had a chance to speak. She hadn’t even gotten close enough to check his injuries.

She hadn’t told A Yu that she didn’t care about the pigeon blood. She only wanted him to come home safely!

Bai Qingyan’s eyes were bloodshot, her rashness giving way to fierce and deadly moves, exposing wide vulnerabilities.

If not for Lu Ping and the Bai family guard fighting desperately to protect her, Bai Qingyan would have been injured by now.

"Miss!" Lu Ping shouted, trying to snap Bai Qingyan out of her emotion-driven impulsiveness.

At Lu Ping’s shout, Bai Qingyan regained her senses. An arrow whistled toward her head-on. She dodged it, but it grazed her ear, spilling blood.

The warm blood brought Bai Qingyan back to her senses. She grabbed the reins forcefully, stopping her reckless advance. Her horse reared and steadied. Taking the bow from her back, she pulled an arrow and aimed it steadily at an archer from an elevated position.

Charging blindly would only mean a pointless death. Even if they didn’t speak today, as long as they were alive, there would be another chance!