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Chapitre 58

Just as Ao Jun was feeling worried, Jin Xuan cried out "Ah!" as he was struck by a palm and fell to the ground. At the same time, a small object fell off his body, gleaming silver in the light.

Yelü Ying completely ignored Jin Xuan, who had been struck by his palm, and turned his sword to stab straight at Ao Jun. It seemed that he would not stop until he killed Ao Jun.

The Strategist and the Princess: Battlefield Chapter 48 - A Resolute Struggle! A Disheveled Situation!

Just as Ao Jun was feeling worried, Jin Xuan cried out "Ah!" as he was struck by a palm and fell to the ground. At the same time, a small object fell off his body, gleaming silver in the sunlight.

Yelü Ying completely ignored Jin Xuan, who had been struck by his palm, and turned his sword to stab straight at Ao Jun. It seemed that he would not stop until he killed Ao Jun.

Ao Jun nimbly dodged the attack. Although she had lost her internal energy, she was a top-notch expert in the 21st century, so dodging the sword was no problem for her. She just dodged it in a rather awkward manner. When Yelü Ying quickly thrust out his second sword, Ao Jun could no longer dodge. The sword was already right in front of her, but Yelü Ying kept pointing the sword at her, unable to bring himself to strike for a long time.

"My lord, as long as you promise never to leave me, I will release Ouyang Jinxuan and immediately cease hostilities," Yelü Ying said solemnly. Defeating Ouyang Jinxuan was a vow he had made since childhood, but if he had to choose between this vow and his lord, he was willing to give up the vow, give up power and status, give up everything, as long as his lord truly loved him and stayed by his side.

“I…” Ao Jun hesitated, unsure whether he should agree.

She believed Yelü Ying's words. If she agreed, he would definitely withdraw his troops, and no one would lose their lives or families in the war. The Longxuan Dynasty could return to peace, and Xue and her brother-in-law could finally rest in peace. Besides, Jinxuan was still recovering from his internal injuries and couldn't possibly defeat Yelü Ying. If she didn't agree, Yelü Ying would definitely kill Jinxuan. No, she couldn't let anything happen to Jinxuan. But she really didn't want to leave Jinxuan, even if they could only be friends forever. She didn't want to leave him. She didn't know if it was love. But... what about Yelü Ying? Did she love Yelü Ying? Although Yelü Ying's deep affection pained her, was it love? She didn't know. She knew nothing. How annoying! Love was the most annoying thing. Xue always said she was a love idiot, and now she wished she really was an idiot, so she wouldn't have to worry so much. What should she do? Should she agree or not? No matter how intelligent she was, once she was involved with the word "love," she was immediately at a loss.

Seeing Ao Jun hesitate, Jin Xuan was startled, fearing she might actually agree to Yelü Ying's demands. No, he couldn't. Even if it meant death, even if it meant losing a single soldier, he wouldn't sacrifice Jun. He wouldn't let Jun leave him. Struggling to his feet, he raised the Dragon's Roar Sword and roared at Ao Jun, who was still deep in thought, "Jun, don't agree to him!" Then, with a shout, he attacked Yelü Ying.

Ao Jun suddenly looked up and saw Jin Xuan charging forward with a look of grim determination. A surge of warmth rose in her heart; he would rather die than let her agree to Yelü Ying's demands. How could she possibly agree to Yelü Ying's requests when he was like this?

"You're courting death." Yelü Ying turned around, blocking Jin Xuan's attack, and thrust back at Jin Xuan, switching from defense to offense, while sneering as he attacked. He was about to get angry when he saw that he had already made such a concession, yet Jun was still so hesitant, but unexpectedly Ouyang Jin Xuan still dared to come forward and court death, so he wouldn't blame him. He had already given them a chance.

Seeing the two fighting again, and this time Yelü Ying's attacks were fierce and ruthless, each move aimed at killing Jin Xuan. Jin Xuan could only barely parry, but it seemed she couldn't hold on any longer. What to do? She had no way to save Jin Xuan now. If this continued, Jin Xuan would surely die.

Ao Jun was extremely anxious when she caught a glimpse of something Jin Xuan had dropped on the ground. She went over to pick it up and was shocked. Her expression changed drastically. This… wasn’t this her pistol? Could it be that he had picked it up that night? Her thoughts immediately drifted back to that night not long after she arrived at the military camp, to the time she met Jin Xuan in the pond…

"Ah!" Jin Xuan's scream interrupted Ao Jun's memories. When she looked up, Jin Xuan had already collapsed next to her, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ao Jun's heart skipped a beat. She rushed over, helped Jin Xuan up, and asked with a worried frown, "Jin Xuan, are you alright?"

Jin Xuan smiled weakly at Ao Jun and said, "It's nothing." As he spoke, blood flowed from his mouth again, indicating that he was seriously injured.

Yelü Ying's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Ao Jun, laughing wickedly, "Since you're so worried about him, then I'll make sure you can't be together even in death." With that, he lunged at them again.

Without a second thought, Ao Jun raised his gun and aimed it at Yelü Ying's hand. With a 'bang,' the world fell silent. Everyone except Ao Jun was stunned and remained speechless for a long time, wondering what had happened.

It wasn't until Yelü Ying's Fiery Cloud Sword spun 360 degrees in the air and landed right in front of him that Cang Liao's general, Shen Tu Chufei, finally reacted. He immediately rushed over, looking worriedly at their crown prince's sword-wielding hand, which was bleeding profusely. But there were no throwing knives or hidden weapons in his hand. Why was he bleeding inexplicably after that strange sound? Could it be that Mo Jun possesses sorcery?

"I'm fine." Yelü Ying was stunned for a moment, until Shen Tu Chufei came over to help him up, then he reacted, roughly pushing Shen Tu Chufei away, staring straight at Ao Jun and the gun in her hand. His red eyes were devoid of light, filled with despair. He didn't even seem to feel the injury on his hand, just looking at Ao Jun, muttering, "You really attacked me? You actually attacked me for Ouyang Jinxuan?"

"I'm sorry," Ao Jun said softly, lowering her head. Her voice was so soft it was almost as if she hadn't said anything, but Jin Xuan, who was beside her, heard it.

But when he looked at Ao Jun again, Ao Jun was already staring back at Yelü Ying with a cold expression, and said in an extremely indifferent and calm tone: "Yelü Ying, let us leave, otherwise, don't blame me. No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't dodge the gun in my hand."

"Gun? Hahaha..." Yelü Ying laughed sadly, looking up at the sky. Jun's cold indifference deeply stung him.

Ke Aojun was truly determined this time. Her expression remained unchanged, her beautiful face still cold and aloof as she pointed her gun at Yelü Ying, as if she were facing a complete stranger.

Yelü Ying smiled coldly as he looked at Ao Jun, his red eyes icy colder than ever before, and his voice so sinister it made one feel as if they were in a deep icebox: "Truly worthy of being called the number one strategist in the world—Young Master Mo Jun, you are indeed ruthless!"

"Don't make me say it a third time," Ao Jun said calmly, yet it sent a chill down one's spine.

"Haha...good..." Yelü Ying said with a cold, evil laugh, stepping back to make way and waving his hand to signal his soldiers to retreat.

"Let's go." Ao Jun supported Jin Xuan with one hand, and with the other hand, she raised her gun and aimed it at Yelü Ying. Her eyes flashed with cold light as she stared at the restless Cang Liao soldiers and Yelü Ying, who was always smiling wickedly, but whose red eyes were full of determination. She spoke softly to Jin Xuan.

"My lord, I will remember this day forever." Just as Ao Jun was helping Jin Xuan back up and about to leave the military camp, Yelü Ying's cold voice suddenly rang out, echoing in her ears for a long time.

But Ao Jun looked at Yelü Ying expressionlessly and said, "Crown Prince Yelü, thank you for your care over the past few days. I will repay you another day." She believed that Yelü Ying would understand.

Yelü Ying said nothing more, still smiling wickedly as he watched Ao Jun and Jin Xuan leave his sight.

"Your Highness, should we give chase?" Shen Tu Chufei asked Yelü Ying as the two figures walked further and further away.

"No need." Yelü Ying's expression turned cold, his voice chilling. He flicked his sleeve, turned, and walked back to the tent he had given Jun to stay in for several days, completely ignoring his injuries. Jun, how could you be so heartless to treat me like this? Why are you abandoning me, just like Father? Fine, since you treat me this way, then don't blame me for being impolite. I will definitely destroy the person you admire and care about most—Ouyang Jinxuan.

He himself disregarded the situation, but Shen Tu Chufei couldn't afford to. He exclaimed, "Your Highness, your hand? Army doctor! Army doctor! Quickly... quickly bandage the prince!" He immediately sent someone to fetch the army doctor. Seeing their prince walking forward without a care, he sighed inwardly and muttered to himself, "I wonder what that thing is that's so powerful, even the prince couldn't dodge it." A new type of pistol from the 21st century—you'd be surprised if you knew what it was.

Ao Jun helped Jin Xuan walk quickly toward Long Xuan's military camp, but Jin Xuan was too badly injured, and Ao Jun herself was also injured. As she helped him, Ao Jun could no longer hold on, and the two of them fell forward together.

"Jinxuan, are you alright?" Aojun struggled to crawl over, picked up Jinxuan, and asked worriedly.

Jin Xuan weakly opened his eyes and saw Ao Jun, who was equally disheveled and pale. He touched her face with heartache and said, "It's alright, Jun. Is your injury any better?" He remembered clearly the scene when Jun was stabbed; he thought he would never forget it for the rest of his life. But looking at Jun just now, it seemed that her injury had almost healed. But wasn't her martial arts unpredictable? How come when he was fighting Yelü Ying just now, she could only watch anxiously from the sidelines, and now she was so weak, as if she had no internal energy left? What happened?

"My injury is all healed now, don't worry. Come, let me help you up." Ao Jun downplayed her injury, glossing over it. She didn't want to bring it up again, because it would remind her of Yelü Ying. And right now, she dared not think of Yelü Ying at all. She knew that her resolute actions just now must have broken his heart, but she had to do it to make him give up. Falling in love with her was truly a painful thing, she knew it very well. She didn't want him to suffer anymore; a short pain was better than a long one.

However, having lost her inner strength and been injured, Ao Jun was unable to lift Jin Xuan up. As soon as she did, the two lost their balance and fell down again.

"Hehe...Jun, you really look like a clown." Jin Xuan saw Ao Jun frowning, her face covered in dust, and her once pristine white robes now yellowed—she looked truly disheveled! He couldn't help but tease her. He actually didn't want to see her frowning; although she rarely smiled, he always hoped she would be happy.

"You think you're any better?" Ao Jun retorted defiantly. These two falls had left Jin Xuan covered in dust, not only on his face but also in his hair, and his blue robes were wrinkled beyond recognition. "Hmph, he's already like this, and he still wants to make fun of her."

"Hehe...My lord, in our current state, even if the Cangliao army doesn't catch up, it seems harder for us to go back than to ascend to heaven." Jinxuan chuckled again. He could imagine that he looked even more disheveled than the lord.

"Climbing to heaven is not difficult at all." Ao Jun actually said this to him in a serious tone, making him almost swallow his saliva.

"Jun, I didn't expect you to be so humorous. You even take jokes so seriously." Jinxuan was taken aback for a moment, then teased. Jun is really something. It's one thing to always have a cold face, but how come he doesn't even laugh when he's telling jokes? He makes it sound so real.

"I'm not joking. One day, humans will be able to go to the sky, and even to the moon, you know? Actually, the land we stand on is round, like a ball. We can call it Earth. And this Earth rotates, which is why we have day and night, spring, summer, autumn, and winter..." Ao Jun started giving Jin Xuan a geography lesson like a geography teacher.

Jin Xuan, however, stared at Ao Jun with his mouth slightly agape from the moment he began speaking, as if looking at an alien. And so, on this vast, desolate land, a bizarre scene unfolded: two breathtakingly beautiful men, each more stunning than the heavens themselves, lay side by side on the ground. Though their faces were covered in dust, it did nothing to diminish their beauty. The man in white robes spoke earnestly and eloquently about profound wisdom—wisdom that would be considered heresy on this continent—while the man in blue robes stared blankly at the man in white robes, mouth slightly agape, as if looking at a monster. Whether he understood the man in white robes' words depended entirely on his comprehension.