I am born a beauty, and I am supreme

Chapter 215

That night, the soldiers were still making a fire and cooking.

Suddenly, a commotion arose ahead.

Phoenix's soldiers appeared with lightning speed, launching a night attack.

Chu Zhen rose from the main tent, unfazed by the danger, and ordered his men to stabilize the formation as quickly as possible, emphasizing that they must not be thrown into disarray by the enemy's surprise attack.

However, in the darkness, only the endless shouts of battle could be heard.

It was as if soldiers of phoenixes were attacking from all over the mountains and fields.

The morale of the army has collapsed.

The Feng army was incredibly brave, and in an instant, Shun's side lost the initiative.

An adjutant rushed over and said hurriedly, "Sir, the situation is urgent, please step back for now!"

Chu Zhen angrily said, "I am patrolling the border on behalf of the Emperor. How can I flee without a fight? If word gets out, it will be a great blow to our morale!" He suddenly stood up, drew his sword, and said resolutely, "The Emperor dies at the border, and loyal ministers serve the country. Even if I, Chu Zhen, die here today, it will let the sons of Shun know that the Emperor and his ministers are not cowards!"

Upon hearing this, the adjutant, though worried about his safety, was even more moved by his words. Five or six subordinate generals knelt down in unison: "We swear to follow you to the death, sir!"

The generals each received their orders and left, quickly stabilizing their respective forces.

The chaotic battle raged from night until dawn.

Chu Zhen's army, initially in a state of panic and confusion, quickly regrouped and drew their swords to defend against the enemy. They fought and defended simultaneously, managing to hold off the Phoenix Army's thunderous attacks for a whole night.

As the first rays of dawn appeared, Chu Zhen, clad in armor, stood beneath Shun's banner, atop his chariot. Under the sunlight, the banner fluttered fiercely, and his imposing figure seemed like an even larger banner, burning with the passion of Shun's sons.

A small disturbance suddenly broke out in the Phoenix Army's formation.

The armies commanded by the generals spread out to both sides like the sea.

Two chariots emerged one after another from the middle passageway.

On the chariot.

One man's gaze was captivating, his eyes sparkling like a phoenix's. The other possessed an innate air of authority, exuding heroic spirit.

It turned out that the Emperor and Regent of Feng had both arrived.

Chu Zhen saw this from within the camp and couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Feng attached great importance to this battle. The Emperor personally sought him out, declaring that they were determined to win!

Just as Chu Zhen was observing Feng Feisheng and Feng Jiansheng, on the other side, beneath the Emperor's gaze, the man said, "Seeing Chu Zhen again today, I realize that what that person loves is indeed extraordinary."

This chapter is fairly heartwarming, so Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Those without lovers, hug a thermos like Feifei! Hey, send your votes as a gift!

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Among the Phoenix Army, the figures of the Phoenix Emperor and the Regent were spotted.

With the appearance of these two, a massive and astonishingly large number of Phoenix Army soldiers arrived from all directions.

It slowly approached like the sea.

Without making a sound, they actually formed an encirclement around Shun's army.

Chu Zhen looked around and immediately realized that the other side was determined to win this battle.

At the same time, he also realized that the fierce battle that night, in which all the soldiers fought until dawn, was not an end, but merely a beginning.

The Phoenix Emperor arranged a long warm-up for them.

Now, it's time for the final showdown.

Under the rising sun, Chu Zhen squinted and saw a faint crimson glow before his eyes.

Deep down, he seemed to have a premonition of something.

A gust of wind blew by, and dust and sand flew up from the ground.

Chu Zhen lowered his hand and touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Clench your fists. Your eyesight is sharp.

A major battle is imminent, and life and death hang in the balance.

The arrow pierced the sky, splitting space from the chaos of the army, and headed towards him.

Chu Zhen raised his hand and chopped down a Feng soldier who came to ambush him. He heard a voice in his ear, "My lord, be careful!" When he turned around, his body suddenly lurched backward as the arrow pierced straight into his chest.

Chu Zhen looked down in disbelief, then covered her chest with her hand.

Hot blood gushed out of the wound.

Chu Zhen looked up, staring straight ahead through the flying blood and roars.

He saw a pair of familiar eyes.

He seemed to be saying something to him.

But Chu Zhen couldn't understand it.

He was in pain. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

He gritted his teeth, exerted force with his hand, and a spurt of blood shot out from his chest. The arrow had been pulled out, along with his still slightly warm flesh.

Chu Zhen swayed slightly, then thrust his sword into the ground with his right hand to regain his footing.

He stood up unsteadily.

A hint of mockery appeared in the eyes that had been watching him the whole time.

Another arrow is coming.

It was firmly nailed to Chu Zhen.

He was powerless to resist, staggering backward. The force of the arrow, from the moment the arrowhead pierced his chest again, spread throughout his body, possessing the power to destroy everything.

Even more terrifying was that the second arrow, which came hurtling through the air, struck the wound left by the first arrow.

It hurts, it hurts so badly.

The arrow pierced his chest, tearing through muscle, and continued backward, straight out of his back. From his back emerged a bloody, yet still sharp and menacing, arrowhead. ****

"My lord!" someone nearby cried out in anguish.

Chu Zhen felt a sudden dizziness. He let out a long breath, but instead of blood, he coughed up blood. He leaned on his sword, barely managing to stay upright. He swayed unsteadily, almost collapsing.

The eyes that had been staring at him had changed, from mockery to a hint of admiration.

But his hand remained steadfast. He nocked another arrow.

His fingers were steady as he gripped the bow, aiming with unwavering focus and admiration.

When the third arrow pierced the air...

Chu Zhen looked up at the sky.

The sounds of battle faded from my ears.

He saw the blood-red sky.

Amidst the crimson backdrop, a woman in a red dress laughed and called out, "Uncle Zhen!"

A smile as beautiful as a flower.

picturesque.

It lingered, etched in my heart. Suddenly, on a whim, I was startled and, with a "poof," spat out a mouthful of blood.

Meanwhile, in the East China Sea, gazing at the vast expanse of waves, the enemy was repelled by a single letter. Throughout history, when have we seen such a sight before? And now, recalling those times, Xue Nuo, restless, leaned on the railing, gazing northwards, murmuring, "Chu Zhen!"

But on the battlefield—there was a woman, moving with lightning speed through the chaos of the army. Anyone who stood in her way was swept aside, friend or foe. Her eyes were bloodshot, and with a flick of her sleeve, she streaked through the air like a rainbow. From among the thousands, she spotted that one person and cried out, "Uncle Zhen!!!"

His eyes remained open, blurred by blood, staring fixedly at the sky.

The steadfast figure fell backward, as if a jade mountain had collapsed.

Just as the third arrow was about to reach his chest, Hongxiu suddenly waved her hand. With a surge of powerful internal energy, dust filled the ground, and those who were close to Chu Zhen scattered like broken wood and ruins. The arrow had already turned into dust.

She stumbled and ran towards him, reaching out to catch him just in time. With her other hand, she touched his face and cried out in a trembling voice, "Uncle Zhen!!!"

Chu Zhen opened her eyes.

His face was expressionless.

He had lost all consciousness and perception. His body seemed to no longer belong to him, completely out of his control. He stared blankly, just staring, as if another version of himself was watching this body from the shadows.

However, in the last remaining sliver of thought...

He seemed to see again the mischievous and clever eyes of the person he first met.

That child...

That's great.

Chu Zhen thought, "It's so good to be able to see her again before I die."

My vision went completely blank.

The sky disappeared, the clouds disappeared, the blood red disappeared, and the child's last smile disappeared as well.

A low voice echoed in my mind; life had ended.

Slowly, Chu Zhen closed her eyes. Her head slumped weakly to the side, listless, lifeless, just like that. This extremely simple and unexpected movement was like a thin, sharp blade, slowly tearing Tang Leyan's heart to pieces.

"No!" she shouted, unleashing her protective inner energy. Amidst the chaotic battle, dust and sand flew everywhere, and a deafening explosion suddenly rang out. After the sound subsided, the three armies fell silent. The two armies that had been fighting each other suddenly stopped and stared blankly in this direction.

On the Phoenix Army's side, the Phoenix Emperor stepped forward: "You've finally arrived!" The blood on his face gradually melted away.

If you can, please wake up.

If I could, I would give anything for it.

Uncle Zhen... please, open your eyes and look at me...

She reached out and grasped the arrow behind his back.

With a firm squeeze of his palm, the arrow silently turned to powder.

With another burst of force, the arrow shot out from Chu Zhen's chest, breaking through the chaotic army, and like a meteor accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, it headed towards the Phoenix Army's camp.

The Phoenix Emperor was startled and had no time to react.