It is late at night.

At the Mobei Border, the Daxuan Camp, the cold wind pierces to the bone.

Xiao Jinxing stands under the night sky, gazing at the dark, desolate expanse like a statue, motionless for a moment.

Yuan Wenkang accompanies the Emperor, ever since receiving the secret message sent by the Empress from the Cang Kingdom today, the Emperor has been in this state, and no one can tell what he is thinking.

The cold, stern cheeks endure the biting wind. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Your Majesty." Yuan Wenkang respectfully speaks.

"Is there any movement?" Xiao Jinxing asks.

Perhaps due to the cold weather, the Emperor’s voice is hoarse with suppression.

At that moment, Yuan Wenkang feels a tightness in his chest.

After all, the Empress being captured by the Cang Kingdom makes the Emperor unusually unsettled.

When the secret message from the Cang Kingdom was first received, he even saw in the Emperor’s eyes a savagery not seen in a long time, as if the Empress hadn’t written in the message that she was safe, the Emperor might have led the army to charge straight into the heart of the Cang Kingdom!

"Not yet." Yuan Wenkang reports.

He knows the Emperor has been waiting, so he periodically comes to deliver reports.

"Alright." Xiao Jinxing responds.

Showing no emotion.

Yuan Wenkang makes ready to leave.

Feeling that the current Emperor isn’t frightening or terrifying, just, not to be disturbed.

"Yuan Wenkang." Xiao Jinxing calls to him.

"At your service." Yuan Wenkang attentively replies.

"If both the Empress and I are in danger..." Xiao Jinxing’s eyes narrow, "Save the Empress."

"Your Majesty..."

"This is an imperial decree!"

"I obey." Xiao Jinxing instructs.

"Report immediately on any movement, you may leave." Xiao Jinxing commands.

"Yes." Yuan Wenkang bows, "I take my leave."

Dawn is about to break.

The deepest point of night.

Xiao Jinxing still stands immobile in the chilly night of Mobei.

All night, it has been like this.

Behind him, rapid footsteps approach.

"Your Majesty, scouts report the Cang Kingdom’s troops are closing in on the camp." Yuan Wenkang’s urgent voice reports.

Xiao Jinxing’s fingers twitch slightly.

His body seems frozen stiff.

His Adam’s apple moves as he instructs, "Bring my warhorse."

"Your Majesty, I fear it might be a trap. Let me capture the Cang Prince; I swear I’ll accomplish the task at all costs..."

"No need!" Xiao Jinxing’s eyes have a chilling glare, "I want to personally meet this Cang Prince!"

Yuan Wenkang can only comply.

Xiao Jinxing mounts his warhorse, with Yuan Wenkang following behind.

According to the earlier plan, a squad exits the camp to confront, not letting on any clues to the Cang Prince, he would suspect nothing. Meanwhile, other Daxuan troops are already prepared inside the camp; once the Cang Prince enters, they will completely encircle them with no means of retreat!

The tranquil night.

Suddenly erupts into the sound of battle.

The sound of hooves draws closer.

Charging straight toward the camp.

Gao Ziyue cuts down all in his path.

Due to the surprise attack, the Daxuan troops are few in number and hard-pressed to stop him, especially with Yuan Kai covering his rear. Gao Ziyue soon penetrates the Daxuan Camp.

Inside the camp, many forces attempt to block him, but due to the surprise and the harsh winter night, most soldiers are in a state of rest and difficult to quickly mobilize for battle.

Gao Ziyue leads an elite unit, unstoppable and relishing the fight.

Yet, he hasn’t entirely lost his sense.

The exhilaration is temporary, until the main Daxuan forces fully engage, then his less than twenty thousand men would be utterly destroyed.

He shouts loudly, "Daxuan dog Emperor, if you think I would surrender, I would never surrender alive!"

Leaving that statement.

He orders, "Retreat!"

Gao Ziyue has noticed just ahead, a tall and imposing figure has seen him.

Although he has never seen Emperor Daxuan, just one glance at that extraordinary demeanor confirms it is him!

Gao Ziyue swiftly charges with his troops out of the Daxuan Camp.

This movement is a deliberate provocation.

He glances back.

Clearly seeing Emperor Daxuan with his forces in pursuit.

No one can accept such provocation and insult; if it were him, Gao Ziyue would stop at nothing to tear him to pieces, surely Emperor Daxuan is the same.

As long as he lures Emperor Daxuan out of the camp, Emperor Daxuan would fall into his trap.

Gao Ziyue feels a surge of excitement.

The speed of his warhorse picks up further.