Who put the yellow robe on me?

Chapter 176 My Woman

Xuanyuan Xu Feng galloped on his horse, the wind whistling past his ears and the horse's hooves making a rapid rhythm on the ground, but his heart was beating faster than the horse's hooves.

The fear in Xuanyuan Xufeng's heart spread. He knew that he could not escape. It seemed as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, as if ready to tear him to pieces at any time.

He urged his horse on desperately, but the sound of the cavalry coming closer and closer behind him made it hard for him to breathe.

Finally, his warhorse began to pant after running for too long, and its speed gradually slowed down. The cavalry behind him was approaching rapidly.

"Whoa..." Xuanyuan Xufeng suddenly pulled on the reins, squeezing his legs hard. The horse let out a mournful cry and finally stopped. Xuanyuan Xufeng knew there was no escape. The oppressive feeling behind him forced him to face the reality before him.

Jiang Chen rode up, his eyes gleaming coldly. Spear in hand, his silver armor reflecting the glow of the setting sun, he looked like a god descending from heaven. His gaze fell on Xuanyuan Xu Feng, filled with contempt and coldness.

Xuanyuan Xufeng stared at Jiang Chen intently, his chest heaving violently. He couldn't help but ask loudly, "You...you are the rumored Sixteenth Prince?"

Jiang Chen sneered, his voice filled with endless coldness: "Since you know me, you should dismount and die."

These words were like an ice-cold blade piercing Xuanyuan Xufeng's heart, making him shudder.

He knew he was at his wit's end, but the resentment in his heart forced him to try his best to calm down. He gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with anger, "Jiang Chen! Why have you always been against me? You did this to my Daliang reinforcements, and now you're doing this again when I'm pursuing the Northern Qiang!"

Jiang Chen did not answer immediately. He looked at Xuanyuan Xufeng's embarrassed appearance and a sneer appeared on his lips.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: "The reason you ended up in this situation is because you provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked."

Xuanyuan Xufeng's brows furrowed, his heart filled with confusion and bewilderment. He angrily demanded, "What do you mean by someone you shouldn't mess with? You and I belong to different factions. Have we ever had any direct grudges against each other?"

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from behind. Xuanyuan Xufeng turned around and saw Yelu Mengmeng approaching slowly on horseback. Her face was stern, and her eyes were filled with complex emotions. Her appearance made Xuanyuan Xufeng even more confused.

"I'm chasing the remaining Northern Qiang troops, why would Daliang come to help?" Xuanyuan Xufeng suppressed the anger and confusion in his heart and turned to look at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "You can certainly kill the remaining troops of the Northern Qiang at will, but you cannot touch her."

After saying that, Jiang Chen glanced at Yelu Mengmeng, his eyes full of tenderness.

Xuanyuan Xufeng's expression changed, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger: "Why?"

Jiang Chen no longer concealed his feelings, his tone revealing an incomparable firmness and dominance: "Because she is my woman."

Xuanyuan Xu Feng widened his eyes in shock, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but at this moment, he only felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. He had thought that hunting down the Northern Qiang was just an ordinary military mission, but he had never expected that the Northern Qiang leader was actually Jiang Chen's woman.

Before Xuanyuan Xufeng could react, Jiang Chen slowly raised his hand, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "In that case, I will send you on your way."

With Jiang Chen's order, 50,000 elite soldiers led by Dianzhang rushed from all directions and surrounded Xuanyuan Xufeng's army in an instant.

On the battlefield, swords and sabers flashed and blood splattered. The army of the Western Regions was like a dead leaf in the wind, and had no power to fight back under the fierce attack of the Daliang army.

Xuanyuan Xu Feng roared and drew his sword. The Western Regions soldiers tried to fight to the death, but their strength seemed so small in the face of the elite troops of Daliang. The sound of fighting on the battlefield rose and fell. Soldiers from the Western Regions fell in despair, and the blood stained the battlefield red. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

The battle lasted less than a quarter of an hour before the Western Regions army was completely annihilated. Xuanyuan Xu Feng, screaming in despair, was cornered by Jiang Chen's cavalry and eventually collapsed in a pool of blood.

Jiang Chen put away his spear and looked coldly at the corpses on the ground, with no expression on his face.

He turned to look at Yelu Mengmeng, his eyes gleaming with concern, his voice low and soft: "Are you okay?"

Yelu Mengmeng's face was pale, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes. She was silent for a moment, then slowly shook her head, saying indifferently, "I'm fine, but I don't need you to save me."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, feeling puzzled: "Why are you so cold? I rescued you because -"

Yelu Mengmeng interrupted Jiang Chen, a look of sadness and fatigue in her eyes: "Why? Because I am the last of my army, right? I don't need to be bound by you. We Northern Qiang cannot defeat the Western Regions, and you may not be able to defeat them either!"

Jiang Chen's heart sank. He felt that Yelu Mengmeng's attitude was completely different from before, as if the distance between them could no longer be as close as before. He whispered, "Mengmeng, what's wrong with you?"

Yelu Mengmeng gave a bitter laugh, a hint of helplessness in her tone: "What's wrong with me? I'm even starting to doubt whether your plan to attack Gaochang was yours from the beginning."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew he couldn't give up easily, so he tried to explain, "Mengmeng, you have to believe me. I can use anyone as a pawn in my plan, but only you!"

A complex expression flashed across Yelu Mengmeng's eyes, but she still said coldly, "Except me? In this chaotic world, this is no longer important. Jiang Chen, I'm tired."

Her voice was filled with deep fatigue, as if years of struggle and war had crushed her heart. Yelu Mengmeng lowered her head, no longer looking at Jiang Chen, and turned to leave.

Jiang Chen's heart was filled with bitterness and unwillingness. He looked at Yelu Mengmeng's back as she walked away. His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, but he had no strength to hold her back.

"Mengmeng..." Jiang Chen murmured softly, his tone revealing endless helplessness and loss. He knew that she had misunderstood her this time, and this misunderstanding could not be resolved...

Yelu Mengmeng did not look back and left with the remaining remnants of the Northern Qiang army...

The wind blew up her clothes, taking away her last bit of nostalgia.

Jiang Chen stood there for a long time, not moving, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He thought he could control everything, but he found that his fate was no longer in his hands.

Only corpses and silence remained on the battlefield. The sounds of fighting seemed to be blown away by the wind. Only Jiang Chen was left standing alone in the empty wilderness, facing his own loneliness and powerlessness...