The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 312 Your Highness, Have You Won?
The numbness in the wrist gradually spread to the entire slender arm, accompanied by bursts of soreness.

She gritted her teeth, and the hair on her forehead was wet with sweat.

Must insist, she will help them.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The vision in front of him was blurred for a few times, and he gradually couldn't feel any pain. The whole body seemed to no longer belong to him, and he lost consciousness.

In the mind, there is an idea left.

Can't stop, it's not time yet.

"Withdraw! All withdraw to the city!" Seeing that the situation was over, General Shao turned his horse around and planned to flee.

"Where to retreat?" Xiao Yi stood in front of him with a smile, turning the ring knife in his hand with a "chuo chuo" sound.

General Shao looked around and found that the generals of Houliang were captured one after another, and Commander Yan was also bound among them.

Let out a long sigh, bang!The weapon fell to the ground.

Without arrogance at all, he stammered wearily: "Forgive, forgive..."

"Your Majesty," General Lu reported, "The gates of the city are to be broken, and the masters and generals of the Later Liang will take them down."

He nodded slightly, looked around and landed on the corner of the city.

A gray figure hid, under the cover of attendants, trying to take advantage of the chaos to leave.

Squinting his black eyes, he drew out a feathered arrow and put it on the cloud piercing bow.

How can such treacherous people be let go.

As if aware of the danger, Jing Yi turned his head in panic, facing the man's sharp eyes and the cold arrow.

"Huangfu—" His chest was pierced all of a sudden, his eyes popped open, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Release one enemy and bring this person's body back to Liang Guodu." He said indifferently, "I want Ji Wei to see what happens when he harassed Daqi."

"Yes." General Lu took the order to do it.

Nearby, several young generals who were ordered to clean up the battlefield talked loudly:
"Hey, you know, it was Doctor Su Xiaojun who played the drumbeat for the position later on."

"Su Ying? How is it possible! With such a small body, the sound of the drums rang for an hour!"

"Don't look at people who are thin and weak, they have more guts than ordinary people..."

The big hand holding the bow suddenly tightened, he was stunned for a moment, threw the cloud piercing bow to the side attendant, picked up the reins and ran towards the top of the mountain.

It turned out that it was her.

It was his daughter who helped him make a decision.

When they rushed to the mountainside, a group of people were gathering around one place, Gao Zhengqing muttered: "Someone, just carry it back to the camp, you can't just lie down all the time."

A man said honestly: "I'm here, Xiao Su has lost her strength, it's better to hug her..."

"No! Don't touch her!" Meng Jiu shouted anxiously.

"Hey, what does Ah Jiu mean..."

"See the emperor!"

Someone called out, and everyone knelt down and worshiped immediately.

He approached and looked at the person lying in Meng Huai's arms.

The wet hair was sticking to the cheeks, the eyes were slightly closed, the eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, and the lips were pale and dry due to lack of strength and dehydration.

"Your Majesty, Su Ying's contribution to today's battle is not small!" Gao Zhengqing babbled, wanting to say a few words of kindness to the young man in front of the Holy One and gain some military merit.

But General Gao didn't know that the more he described the situation at that time in detail, the more the Holy Majesty's heart would ache.

The pain was so great that he wished he could pick up the unconscious boy and hit his butt a few times.

"She didn't stop until I gave the order to stop. At that time, she was in a daze..." Suddenly, General Gao opened his mouth half-open in astonishment, words stuck in his throat.

The scene in front of them made everyone think they were dazzled by the fog.

The noble and majestic emperor unbuttoned his war robe and cloak, wrapped it around the thin boy, then bent down and gently hugged him horizontally.

Huddled in the warm embrace, absorbing the familiar breath, she groaned, half-opened her misty eyes, and murmured softly:

"Your Highness...have you won..."

(End of this chapter)