In the midst of confusion, Lin Wei seemed to have seen the god of death again.

  It feels like having a nightmare, yet it doesn't feel like one.

  She had seen the god of death once when she fell from the boarding ladder, and she never wanted to see him again. But now, in front of her, was clearly the shadow of that god. Flames, smoke, and high-pitched screams, the sky and earth were about to be torn apart...

  "Lin Niang!" Fan Yu shouted loudly, waking her up. Lin Yuan opened her eyes with a cold sweat all over her face, and she really saw the flames. It was a magnificent forest fire that filled the sky.

  She sprang up in an instant, no time to figure out the situation, only a consciousness of escaping: "Run, let's run..."

  Two weak women ran wildly against the wind, and this large piece of forest actually caught fire.

  "This can't be the Queen's doing, no matter how bold she is, she wouldn't dare set fire to the entire imperial palace! This fire is a disaster for us, it wasn't aimed at us, we're just so unlucky......" Fan Yu was panting heavily while speaking loudly as they escaped, this was the only way she could alleviate her fear.

  Lin Yan didn't open her mouth easily, she was clear about her own body, and at this time, she couldn't afford to waste any physical strength. Good heavens, she absolutely couldn't be buried in the sea of flames... but the fire was spreading too quickly.

  The two of them couldn't tell the direction at all, and just ran towards where there was no fire. When they almost broke their legs jumping down from a low hillside, a tall horse suddenly rushed over, nearly knocking Lin Yu flying.

  Lin Yan was both terrified and hopeful at the same time, thinking that as long as she could meet someone, she would be saved. And this person was even riding a horse... But when she looked up again, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley - it wasn't one person on one horse, but a large group of people and horses. They were soldiers, a vast army.

  The warrior who rushed to his face didn't even take a second glance at the two women, he quickly turned his horse's head and galloped away. Lin Yu stared blankly at the large army in front of her, her heart racing up and down, she knew that something big had happened, such a neat and powerful army was mobilized, the air was filled with such a strong bloody smell, this was simply a war! No wonder there was a big fire, fire attack is a common tactic used by soldiers!

  The imperial hunting grounds were the emperor's sacred domain, and his majesty was still present. At this time, the flames of war broke out, but Lin Yin did not feel surprised. The information she had obtained from Tuoba Hong was that Mu Wu Wang would be resolved without bloodshed, but now it seemed unexpected. Tuoba Hong could not fully control the situation, and the war he did not want to see had already occurred.

  It was only two short days, what exactly happened, that made the usually confident Tuoba Hong unable to act according to his original plan... Lin Yu was used to guessing the overall situation, but she no longer had the need to do so now, whether she could survive to see Tuoba Hong again was a question.

  These soldiers who were being hunted down were fleeing for their lives, and many of them kept turning back to shoot arrows. Lin Yin had never experienced war before, but she also understood how terrifying the situation was. The soldiers in the midst of the battlefield would not be able to spare a thought to rescue an innocent woman like her; civilians caught in the crossfire could only rely on themselves to escape.

  If the large army in front of us was the Qin army, there would still be a glimmer of hope. But looking at the white armor on their bodies, they are actually Mu Wu Wang's Iron Armor Army. And the ones chasing and killing them are the Mongolian army.

  Lin Yan could only continue running.

  Shan Yu bit her lip and stopped talking.

  Beisan was already dry, and this forest was dense. Two women without horses could not escape the mountain fire. Lin Wan was very clear about this.

  Despair follows like a shadow.

  The Khan king of Mongolia, Yuan Lie, swung his sword and beheaded two people, with splattered blood visible in the flames. Lin Yan looked at the most realistic scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere, watching the young king who was not tall or sturdy, raise his knife and fall, with a fierce and ruthless gaze.

  However, there was nothing to be afraid of at this time. Lin Yuanyuan grabbed Fan Yu's hand and rushed forward, stretching out her hand to block him in front of Han Wang's war horse.

  She had no choice but to find someone who could help her if she didn't want to be burned alive. Seeking aid from a warrior of another country on the battlefield... was a gamble.

  Lin Yan was almost trampled by the horses' hooves as she rushed through the army, and all the Mongolian soldiers were too busy killing their enemies to possibly lend her a helping hand. Just when she finally reached the young Khan's warhorse, all she saw was a flash of cold steel.

  Han Wang Yuanlie's reaction was without any hesitation, he raised the knife handle and chopped straight towards Lin Yuan's face.

  Lin Yan cursed inwardly, this was the most troublesome situation! She suddenly thought of the rumors she had heard about the Mongolian king, a king with a reputation for cruelty... At first, she thought it was just a rumor, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be true.

  This person in front of me is an extremely ruthless and cruel individual, yet so young, with such a decisive and merciless attitude towards killing.

  However, before he could act, Lin Wan's sharpened hardwood had already pierced the horse beneath him. This move had exhausted all of Lin Wan's strength, her wooden stake was embedded at least two inches into the warhorse's chest, and the hot blood flowed along her palm, dyeing her sleeve red. The more it was like this, the less she would be afraid.

  The warhorse reared up on its forelegs, forcing the sweating Wang to lean back, and the cleaver in his hand shifted position. On the battlefield, there was no room for even the slightest mistake, and anyone who dared to stand in front of the horse should be considered an enemy, including seemingly harmless old men and women - there had been many cases where they pretended to be weak and let their guard down, only to poison or stab them. Yuan Lie did just that, and he was confident that he could take care of this annoying woman with one slash.

  He never expected that this woman would make the first move, and what's more, she chose to attack his warhorse. If she had attacked him directly, with his martial arts skills, he wouldn't have let her succeed, but shooting the horse before shooting the person was a trick that was really too clever.

  Lin Yan stared intently as the gleaming knife flashed before her eyes, she didn't blink. She knew exactly how short this moment was that she had fought for, and she couldn't waste a single second; before the next knife came down, she must convince Han Wang.

  "She cried out: 'I am the imperial concubine of Great Qin... Mongolia and Great Qin are allied nations, please save me from this fire.'"

  The knife stopped a foot above her head, but was not withdrawn. The King of Han's gaze was icy: "You dare, woman, I can have you killed in the chaos of war."

  "You won't!" Lin Wan grabbed his reins, the Khan had not given up on the idea of killing her, but she also couldn't let go of this only savior. She brushed away the disheveled hair from her face, looked straight at the man in front of her: "The Khan assisted the Emperor of Great Qin in hunting down Mu Wu Wang, he must be thinking of getting something from Great Qin. If you harm me in the slightest, you will offend the Emperor of Great Qin..."

  "You're very cunning." Yuan Lie's face grew even more ferocious, roughly no one had ever threatened him like this before.

  Yuān Liè raised his hand and made a gesture, then stopped talking. The horse galloped forward. Lin Yuàn didn't understand the meaning, but one of Han Wang's female attendants dismounted her horse, clenched her right fist and placed it on her chest to pay respects to Lin Yuàn in the grassland custom. She didn't speak the Central Plains language, only stretched out her hand to invite Lin Yuàn onto the horse.

  Lin Wan was both surprised and delighted, although she didn't meet Qin Jun, but the Mongolians became her lifesaver due to their interests and cooperative relationship. She thought it was good that the Mongolian army was chasing Mu Wu Wang, if they weren't chasing him, wouldn't she be in a desperate situation today? Going to find Mu Wu Wang's subordinates for help would either get her killed or taken as a hostage.

  At this moment, riding on a war horse feels more at ease than ever before, she thinks she won't be afraid of riding horses anymore.

  However, Senyu who was originally following her had vanished.

  She shouted out Fan Yu's name. The Mongolian maid who rode the same horse as her urged the horse to run away. Lin Yuan turned back to look, and the flames that reached the sky were approaching.

  She was pinned down on the horseback by this very strong female attendant, as the big troop wildly fled. She felt uneasy in her heart, not knowing where Fan Yu was now. She had instructed Fan Yu to follow closely behind her and escape with her. She wasn't ruthless enough to watch that child being burned to death right before her eyes.

  But now it's obviously impossible to go back and find someone.

  The warhorse carried her galloping over the fallen tree trunks, sweeping past the scorching flames, and leaping over a wide stream to land steadily on the opposite bank. The wind whizzed past her ears as Lin Yu held tightly onto the horse's neck, watching as the white-armored soldiers were driven into the most intense flames, some turning back to counterattack in an attempt to break out of the encirclement, but only changing the manner of their death from being burned alive to being shot dead. Blood splattered everywhere, and the stench of charred corpses grew even more pungent.

  Lin Yan endured without vomiting. The female attendant led her from behind the main army to another fork in the road, Lin Yan knew this was a path leading to the main camp. Escaping on horseback from the dense forest took less than half a day, but she had been wandering around inside for two days.

  The female attendant took her to the Qin army's large tent, and due to the battle, there were heavy checkpoints all along the way. The land, houses, and animal pens all had signs of burning and killing. Only by holding up the golden tiger head plaque of the Mongolian Khan did the female attendant manage to get through.

  Lin Wan was unable to see Tuoba Hong. The one who came to meet her was a palace maid beside the empress.

  She hastily bathed and changed into a clean dress before immediately going to pay her respects to the Empress. She knelt in the golden tent of the Empress, sobbing emotionally: "Your Majesty, I almost didn't get to see you, I was really so scared... Now that I've seen you, my heart has finally calmed down a bit..."

  The queen's eyebrows furrowed. She didn't think that Lin would treat her as a close relative and cry so sincerely.

  She politely comforted Lin Wan: "You've really suffered, fortunately you're safe now, and it's all thanks to this Mongolian lady official who rescued you..." She sighed and showed a very sympathetic expression: "You were also too careless, how could you get lost in the forest? And yet you encountered the chaotic army. A woman surviving in the midst of chaos is not easy, fortunately you have great fortune and a strong fate, encountering a lifesaving noble person."

  The queen said "Da Guiren" three words without looking at the Mongolian female official, but smiled and looked towards the northwest direction where the Mongolian royal palace was located.

  Lin Yan's eyebrows moved slightly, and then a cold smile appeared at the corner of her lips.