Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

Chapter 4749 - 4749: I’ll be back, I promise!



Chapter 4749 - 4749: I’ll be back, I promise!

Chapter 4749: I’ll be back, I promise!

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After Ling Chuxi angrily shouted these words, she got up and went to the back hall. However, on the way, she met her younger sister, Princess Shui han.

Shui Han’s face was pale as he stood quietly on the road, as if waiting for her. He pounced on her the moment he saw her. Ling Chuxi’s heart ached slightly. An unspeakable sense of sadness and guilt welled up in her heart.

“You didn’t agree, did you? no! You won’t leave me behind, right?” Shui Han’s eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Ling Chuxi with anticipation and fear.

“He didn’t agree. I said I won’t leave you behind. ” Ling Chuxi’s heart ached as she hugged Shui han. Feeling the emaciated person in her arms, a strange sense of familiarity welled up in Ling Chuxi’s heart. What was going on? Why did such a scene appear in the depths of his heart? There was a sense of helplessness that she could not change or resist. How did this happen?

No! She had never given up on the person in her arms. She had never thought of giving up! But what was with this self-blame and guilt deep in her heart?

“Are you going to personally lead the expedition in three days?” The thin Shui han asked in a low voice.

“That’s right. Just wait for me to come back. ” Ling Chuxi gently patted Shui Han’s head and smiled. Her eyebrows were filled with confidence.”What I believe in has never been to give in. In my life, there is only endless progress! Even if I’m crushed to pieces, even if I’m reduced to ashes. ‘

“Don’t be crushed into pieces, don’t turn into ashes. I’ll wait for you to come back. You said you wouldn’t leave me behind. ” Shui han held on tightly to Ling Chuxi’s sleeve, his pale little face full of worry and helplessness.

“Yes, I’ll be back. I promise!” Ling Chuxi once again held Shui han tightly in her arms. At this moment, her heart seemed to have settled down.

Three days later, the monarch of the southern kingdom led the Army. The war flag fluttered in the wind, and the iron hooves clattered.

Under Ling Chuxi’s leadership, the 100000 strong Army clashed with the 150000 strong northern country Army on the battlefield.

The Army of the southern kingdom was dressed in black, while the Army of the northern kingdom was dressed in white.

When black and white collided, it was not gray, but a striking red!

Ling Chuxi was dressed in a black military uniform and held a long sword in her hand. She took the lead and rushed to the front.

“Soldiers, hear my order! You’re not allowed to step back. Our home and family are behind us. Once they retreated, they would lose their home and their loved ones would be slaughtered! With our hands, with our lives, we will protect all of this! Soldiers, follow me! Kill, kill, kill!” Ling Chuxi!s eyebrows were raised and her black cloak was fluttering wildly in the wind. It was so dazzling and shocking.

The blood of the soldiers behind him surged as they held their swords and Spears and advanced forward! All the pent-up anger from being oppressed by the Northland for so many years had finally been released!

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

The treasured sword in Ling Chuxi’s hand splattered with light, leaving nothing behind wherever it went. Being kind to the enemy was always being cruel to oneself. When these Northern Yi invaded the border, killing women and children, and plundering resources, did they show any mercy? When he killed the eldest Princess, did he even consider the face of the southern kingdom? Since he wanted to fight, he would fight to the death!

In this battle, the monarch of the southern kingdom led the way and bravely killed the enemy. Their morale was greatly boosted, and in the end, they defeated the 150000 troops of the northern kingdom with their 100000 troops.

“Negotiate peace?” Ling Chuxi sat in the main tent of the military camp and sneered. She looked at the messenger sent by the northern kingdom and repeated the other party’s words.

The messenger of the northern kingdom lowered his head in respect. Cold sweat was forming on his forehead and back. This new monarch was full of killing intent, the arrogance and insolence between his brows, and the pressure that he exuded made him want to kneel down and worship..


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