Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

"Fairy, I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer." The Queen Mother's voice was weak, and her tone revealed endless fatigue.

Fairy Yanyu's eyes turned cold, and she held her tightly: "Queen Mother, you can't fall down, now is not the time to give up.

As long as we can leave the palace, there is hope!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the front.

Several patrolling Mongolian cavalrymen just turned the corner and walked towards them.

Fairy Yanyu was startled and quickly hid the empress dowager under the shadow of a pillar. She then leaped onto the roof as light as a swallow and silently passed through.

She hid among the tiles, holding a dagger in her hand, her eyes as cold as an eagle's.

"Slow down! There aren't many living people in the palace. Why are you in such a hurry?" The leading Mongolian soldier waved his hand impatiently with a sneer on his lips.

"Genghis Khan has already captured this city, and the capital is just a piece of cake!" another soldier echoed, the scimitar in his hand flashing a cold light.

However, before he could finish his words, a ray of cold light shot down from the eaves and pierced the leading soldier's throat.

He didn't even have time to scream before he fell backwards to the ground, blood gushing out.

"Enemy attack—!"

The remaining soldiers cried out in surprise, drew their swords and looked around, but the figure of Fairy Yanyu had already followed them and appeared behind them in an instant.

The dagger flashed coldly, and another soldier fell down.

In a few breaths, all the enemies were killed.

Fairy Yanyu landed steadily on the ground, her sleeves fluttering lightly, and not a drop of blood was left on the dagger.

She looked around coldly, quickly helped the Queen Mother up, and whispered, "Let's go! We must leave the city as soon as possible before they find out!"

Although the Queen Mother was exhausted, she managed to hold on with the support of Fairy Yanyu.

She knew that if they delayed any longer, death would be waiting for them.

The two of them shuttled between the palace walls, passed through several levels of palaces, and finally approached the eastern corner gate of the imperial city.

The guards here are relatively weak, and Fairy Yanyu has already investigated it several times. This is their only chance to escape.

Just as the two approached the corner gate, a loud shout suddenly came from behind: "Stop! Who is it?"

Fairy Yanyu's heart tightened and she quickly looked back, only to see a team of elite Mongolian cavalry galloping towards them. All of them had ferocious expressions and the scimitars in their hands were shining coldly.

Her eyes darkened, she clenched the dagger tightly, stood in front of the Queen Mother, and said coldly: "Queen Mother, you go first, I will cover you!"

The Queen Mother shook her head: "No! I can't leave you and run away alone!"

Fairy Yanyu smiled coldly: "I, Fairy Yanyu, am skilled in martial arts, so why should I be afraid of these barbarians? Let's go quickly, don't delay!" After saying that, she jumped up lightly and headed straight towards the team of cavalry.

The Mongolian cavalry shouted and slashed at her with their long swords, but Fairy Yanyu was as elusive as smoke and avoided the blade. She swung her hand back and the dagger cut through the air and pierced the cavalryman's throat.

One cavalryman fell down instantly, and several others were shot dead by her one after another.

Just as she was killing several enemy soldiers in succession, suddenly a huge scimitar came slashing from the side.

Fairy Yanyu was unable to dodge and felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, with blood instantly soaking her clothes.

She endured the severe pain, turned over, quickly stepped back a few steps, and glared at the oncoming enemy general.

The enemy general looked at her with a sneer on his face, "Are you that Jianghu Fairy? You are quite capable, but in front of my Mongolian army, you are nothing but an ant!"

Fairy Yanyu gritted her teeth, the cold light of the dagger in her hand still undiminished: "You barbarians, sooner or later you will pay the price for your evil deeds!"

Before she finished her words, she heard a sound of breaking air from behind her, and a sword light struck the enemy general like thunder.

The enemy general was startled and hurriedly waved his sword to block, but the sword light was so sharp that it directly knocked him back several feet and he fell heavily to the ground. Fairy Yanyu looked back and saw a green figure flying in the air and landing steadily on the ground, holding a long sword with a dignified sword aura.

The person who came was Yue Feihe.

"Is the fairy okay?" Yue Feihe raised his sword-like eyebrows and spoke in a sonorous voice.

Fairy Yanyu nodded slightly, enduring the injury on her shoulder and said, "Master Yue has arrived at the right time. The Queen Mother is safe. Right now, the capital is still under the control of the enemy. I'm afraid the Ming Dynasty is in danger!"

Yue Feihe's stern face did not waver at all, and he nodded and said, "We are already close to the outskirts of the capital, and the reinforcements from the water stronghold will arrive soon.

Now everything is ready, just waiting for your Majesty's order, and our Five Mountains Sword Sect will take action at any time!"

Fairy Yanyu felt relieved and said with a hint of gratitude: "Thank you, Master Yue, for your help.

The Queen Mother has been entrusted to my protection. You must leave the city immediately to join His Majesty and prepare for a major counterattack!"

Yue Feihe nodded, swung his sword, and continued to head towards the east gate of the capital with his sword sect disciples.

Fairy Yanyu protected the queen mother closely and sneaked out of the city under the cover of night.

Outside the capital, thousands of soldiers are ready to go, and the clarion call for counterattack is ready to sound.

Outside the capital, Chu Ze stood on a high platform, gazing at the vague outline of the imperial city in the night.

Behind him was the coalition forces of Wulongzhai and Wuyue Sword Sect, which were ready for battle. With flags flying and the soldiers in high spirits, they vowed to completely defeat the Mongolian and Western Xia coalition forces.

Suddenly, a guard hurried forward, knelt down and reported: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother and Fairy Yanyu have escaped from danger and are now safely out of the city!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Ze let out a long sigh and slowly loosened his clenched fists.

He looked at the dark capital with a sharp gaze and said coldly: "Mongol and Xixia thieves, today is your doom!"

He waved his hand fiercely and shouted, "Pass my order, the whole army will attack and counterattack the capital!"

The war drums thundered and the trumpets sounded throughout the world.

At Chu Ze's command, the army that counterattacked the capital surged like a torrent.

With flags fluttering and drums thundering, the navy of Wulongzhai and the elite disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, together with the remnants of the Ming army, marched towards the capital with great momentum.

At this moment, morale was high, and the fire of revenge was burning in every soldier's eyes. They vowed to completely wipe out the coalition forces of Mongolia and Western Xia and regain the lost territory.

Inside the capital, Genghis Khan's Mongolian cavalry were enjoying the fruits of their victory.

They had never expected that Chu Ze would be able to unite various forces so quickly and make a comeback.

However, Genghis Khan was not an easy person to deal with.

He sat in the main hall of the imperial palace, looking coldly at the battle report in his hand, his face expressionless.

"Pass the order down, the whole army is ready to fight.

If Chu Ze comes again this time, I will make him completely surrender!" Genghis Khan's voice was as deep as thunder, revealing an unquestionable domineering aura.

"Yes, Khan!" Several trusted generals immediately took the order and rushed out of the hall in a hurry.

The Mongolian and Western Xia allied forces quickly mobilized and began to set up defensive fortifications around the capital in preparation for the upcoming war.

Chu Ze stood on the high platform, looking at the city wall faintly visible in the distance.

His eyes were cold and he held tightly in his hand the long sword given to him by Fairy Yanyu. The sword was pitch black and exuded a cold murderous intent.

This sword has brought him countless victories. Today, it will strike a fatal blow again. (End of this chapter)