The six days Suo Lun promised had come to an end.
The battle of Helan Pass had raged on for thirteen days. It was also Ashi Liren’s fifth day as the City Lord personally on the battlefield.
Just five days ago, Helan Pass was on the brink of collapse.
It was Ashi Liren’s arrival that withstood wave after wave of attacks.
Ashi Liren did not possess remarkable military talent, nor did she have the oratory skills to inflame the soldiers’ blood with just a few words.
She had only two things.
A peerless beauty and figure, and peerless martial skills.
After arriving at Helan Pass, she did not take over any command, nor issue any orders.
The only thing she did was lead by example.
For five days and nights, Crown Prince Lan Tu launched eleven rounds of attacks, completely tireless.
And Ashi Liren also persevered for five days and nights, fighting on the front lines.
It could be said that countless lost souls fell by her sword.
Upon arriving at the battlefield, she, the City Lord, did not even speak a word to the soldiers and commanders, she simply fought with her sword.
Therefore, she became the most beautiful scenery on the battlefield.
Everywhere was covered with blood, corpses, filth, yet she alone remained undefiled, a lone, proud blue enchantress blooming atop the city walls.
Even in killing, not a drop of blood stained her.
She always appeared in the most critical places, and the enemy always saw only the front of her devilish figure, while the defenders always saw only her back.
She was a combination of both nymph and sorceress.
Although she did not command a battle, had it not been for her, Helan Pass would have fallen long ago.
And because of her absolute will, the high-ranking samurai lords and high-ranking generals of Rouran City abandoned their intent to defend their main cities, and troops came to Helan Pass in waves.
The entire Rou Ran Province had a total army of one hundred thousand, but over eighty thousand had entered Helan Pass!
After more than ten days of grueling battle, the eighty thousand Rouran troops were reduced to less than twenty thousand, all wounded.
More than ten days of fierce fighting, sixty thousand killed or wounded!
The casualties on the defending side were so great, the attacking side suffered even more.
The three hundred thousand troops led by Crown Prince Lan Tu now numbered only two hundred thousand, with nearly one hundred thousand casualties, more than one and a half times that of Rouran City.
Lan Tu was only nineteen years old this year, but since he was fifteen, he had been in the military, training troops, practicing martial arts, leading wars!
For four full years, he spent most of his time with the military, not in the Night Orchid Palace, so he couldn’t please his father, Grand Duke Lan Shi, daily like Snow Marquis Lan Ye.
He was a man of great talent and strategy, constantly filled with a sense of crisis.
Although his greatest support was Xiliang Kingdom, not a day went by without him thinking of making his own country free from the control of Xiliang Kingdom and Flame Empire.
He seized every opportunity to strengthen himself and enlarge Night Orchid Duchy.
More than a year ago, he set his sights on Tianye City, this neutral trading hub. Once Tianye City was obtained, it could nearly increase the duchy’s financial power by twenty percent.
Not to mention, there were tens of thousands of mercenaries in Tianye City, especially the Silver Wolf Legion under the command of Silver Wolf Yan Yan.
Therefore, after Yan Yan disappeared, and Yan Shuang (Yan Naier) took sole command of the Silver Wolf Legion, he offered an unimaginably huge price.
He proposed to marry Yan Shuang as his principal wife and let her command the army on her own.
At that time, when he proposed to Yan Shuang, it caused a huge sensation in Night Orchid Duchy, leading Grand Duke Lanshi to summon him for a severe scolding that lasted for several hours and his mother, Princess Mo Ping, to punish him with kneeling for half a day.
His mother, Princess Mo Ping, had already prepared for his marriage - it was still to a princess from Xiliang Kingdom, Mo Ping’s niece.
At that time, Crown Prince Lan Tu felt unspeakably sad.
He wanted to marry Yan Shuang because he liked her in his heart - her personality, martial skills, intelligence, stunning beauty, and devilish figure were all that any man could dream of.
But more importantly, he wanted to obtain Tianye City and the Silver Wolf Legion through marrying Yan Shuang.
He had no intention of marrying a princess from Xiliang Kingdom. He wanted to be free from the destiny of being controlled by Xiliang Kingdom.
As a result, Yan Naier married Suo Lun and brought the entire Silver Wolf Legion as her dowry. And at that time, Suo Lun, who had his domain snatched away, was like a dog that had lost his home, almost left with nothing.
When he heard this news, Crown Prince Lan Tu’s heart was almost bleeding. Yan Naier had rejected the proposal of a crown prince of a kingdom but accepted that of a worthless playboy.
Latterly, that worthless playboy Suo Lun actually recaptured Tian Shui City.
Then, he defeated the tens of thousands from the Alliance Army of Extinction, leaving Zhi Li utterly embarrassed.
And what irked him the most was that he had formed a marriage agreement with Zhen Yan Princess, and the proud and independent Yan Naier, willingly became his concubine.
A queen of a country she would not be, yet she choose to be the concubine of a mere lord.
Each time Crown Prince Lan Tu thought of this, he felt utterly frustrated.
And the name Suo Lun was imprinted in his heart with unparalleled hatred!
His grandfather, Duke Lamu, died by the sword of Earl Suo Long. This fact was considered a national disgrace by Night Orchid Duchy, and Lan Tu silently vowed to avenge this dishonor one day,
But, Duke Lamu died in battle, and once on the battlefield, one must be indifferent to life and death.
Thus, although Crown Prince Lan Tu thought of demanding justice from Rage Wave Kingdom someday when his country became strong, he did not seek to harm Suo Lun.
Because he felt that Suo Lun, a mere dandy, was not worthy of being his enemy.