The Princess of Northern Land

"The Northland arrowhead has a curved hook. If you remove it incorrectly, the general's arm may not be saved." The guard did not dare to look at Bileg's ruthless face and lowered his head to report.

"We must save General Timur's arm no matter what." Bayar took a breath.

It would be fine if something happened to another general, but not to Timur. First of all, Timur is the number one warrior in the Northern Kingdom. He is very famous in the capital and is a role model for many young people. Secondly, Timur's family is too powerful in the capital. The third reason is because of the National Master Bileg in front of me.

Everyone knows that the Imperial Master treats Timur well, even more than he treats the eldest prince.

Bayar felt cold all over when he thought about the consequences.

"My national division came over to take a look." Bileg didn't say anything else and walked directly to the camp.

Bayar looked at Bileg's back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With the Imperial Master here, Timur's arm would be fine. He sighed and continued to stare in the north direction.

The army in the North had long since found their injured companions and sent them to the city for treatment, and the bodies had also been cleaned up.

As soon as Chu Suifeng's army entered the city, they were warmly welcomed by the people. Especially when the injured fire oxen were pulled into the city, the people almost went crazy with joy.

It is rare to see something obtained from the Tatars. The prince fought beautifully in this battle.

After Chu Suifeng entered the city, he didn't bother to talk to Lin Ziyin.

Since it is a war, there are bound to be casualties and injured soldiers.

Although the Tatars suffered heavy casualties and won the victory in the north, the soldiers accompanying them still suffered thousands of casualties.

As the largest official in the border town, Chu Suifeng wanted to go over to appease the soldiers.

Master Huizhen also left. He was a medicine monk and needed to go over to treat the injured soldiers.

"Girl." The general guarding the city saluted her respectfully.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Ziyin nodded, and in order not to cause trouble to others, he also took the red tassel and green dill and others back.

"Girl, the prince fought so beautifully. Haha, the Tatars on the other side have suffered a lot. I guess they won't dare to come here to provoke anymore these days." Jueming kept talking excitedly along the way.

Lin Ziyin was in a rare good mood and did not stop him.

Hongying and Luluo were equally excited, but they were following Lin Ziyin and knew that Lin Ziyin had a quiet temperament, so even though they were excited, the two of them did not dare to talk nonsense for fear of causing Lin Ziyin's displeasure.

Back in the yard, another happy event happened one after another.

"Girl." Before entering, Qiao'er, who was waiting at the door, rushed over and hugged Lin Ziyin who had just gotten off the car.

"You girl came here after all." Lin Ziyin smiled and patted her shoulder. In the border town these days, she really missed her family and this girl.

"I don't trust you, little girl." Qiaoer answered with a smile while crying.

"Girl." Yu Shaou was very touched when he saw that his master had such a good relationship with his daughter.

"Let's go into the room and talk." Lin Ziyin saw all the people from the original escort agency arriving and spoke with a smile.

"That's right, girl, you must be tired and hungry after a busy day." Qiaoer said loudly, "Girl, this slave has prepared food for you."

Everyone entered the house together, and Qiaoer diligently brought her hot water to wash up.

After standing on the tower for almost a day, Lin Ziyin barely got a drop of water, and he really started singing about the empty city strategy in his stomach.

After washing up, she immediately enjoyed the food cooked by Qiaoer.