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The war between Yan and Liang Dynasty rages on, with smoke rising and the sound of war drums shaking the earth. On the hazy battlefield, the general of Yan, Hanliu Ao, stands on a high platform, overlooking the entire scene. The scent of metal and flesh intertwines in the air, but his gaze remains as cold as ice.
"General, a report from the front line - the remaining forces of Liang Dynasty are putting up a fierce resistance, seemingly with someone skilled in archery. Our soldiers are suffering heavy casualties," a loyal guard hurriedly reports.
"Oh? What kind of person is that?" The voice of Hanliu Ao was calm, but carried undeniable authority.
"Not yet confirmed, General."
Hanliu Ao Nodding, but her gaze turned to a different figure in the haze - a woman clad in tattered battle armor, wearing a feathered helmet. Her archery was incredibly precise, each arrow cutting through the sky like lightning, instantly felling soldiers of Yan. "Keep moving forward, this war must be swift and decisive." Hanliu Ao Her face showed no expression, only determination in her eyes.
At the same time, Zhen Qianyu took a deep breath with her back to the refugees and remnants of the Liang Dynasty army. Everything in front of her seemed like a nightmare, her homeland, everything she cherished, all turned to ashes by this endless war.
"Miss Qianyu, we can't hold on like this much longer!" a soldier said to her, panic in his face.
Zhen Qianyu gripped her bow and arrow, her eyes filled with anger and deep emotion, a cold glint in them. "I know, but I can't let more people suffer because of me."
In this extremely tense atmosphere of battle, Hanliu Ao no longer hesitated and ordered, "Gather the elite forces and follow me to break the enemy!"
Hundreds of elite soldiers from Yan country instantly gathered, raising their weapons high, roaring as they charged toward the location where Zhen Qianyu was.
Suddenly, a swift arrow flew towards them, but it was easily blocked by Hanliu Ao with a sword. The arrow came unexpectedly, yet it was incredibly precise, clearly the work of a skilled archer.
The Hanliu Ao surged in an instant. He, with a slight heaviness in his heart, immediately turned around, his gaze sweeping over the rubble and smoke on the battlefield, finally locking onto a slender figure.
"Nice archery!" Hanliu Ao chuckled.
"General, the woman ahead is skilled in archery!" the soldier hurriedly reported.
Zhen Qianyu stood not far away, holding a bow and arrow, with a cold expression. The man before her exuded an imposing aura, clearly not someone to be trifled with, but she had long been indifferent to life and death.
Hanliu Ao Pick up the bow, shoot an arrow, and draw a perfect trajectory. The arrow grazed Zhen Qianyu's face, only taking a strand of green silk.
Zhen Qianyu was shaken, why did this man have the chance to take her life, yet he held back?
"Why didn't you kill me?" Zhen Qianyu asked in confusion.
"A rare archery master like you, how could I easily take your life?" Hanliu Ao raised an eyebrow, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.
Zhen Qianyu held a bow, standing calmly at the edge of the damaged city wall. The dust almost obscured her beauty, but her eyes shimmered with determination to fight for survival.
"Drop your weapon, you can't escape alone," Hanliu Ao shouted coldly, but there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes.
"That depends on whether you have the ability to make me lower my weapon." Zhen Qianyu retorted, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, looking like a reincarnation of Hou Yi.
In the next moment, the arrow shot out with extreme speed, aiming directly for Hanliu Ao's heart. However, he was already prepared, and with a leap, he narrowly avoided this deadly arrow.
"Good. You dodged the first arrow, maybe you can also dodge the second arrow. But what about the third arrow?" Zhen Qianyu said confidently.
She sneered and without hesitation, pulled the bowstring, releasing three arrows in quick succession, all aimed directly at Hanliu Ao. This time, Hanliu Ao didn't easily parry with his sword, but instead showcased his extraordinary martial arts skills, using the sword to lead the arrows, instantly diverting all three arrows aside.
"Not bad, not bad. With such archery skills, you must be a descendant of the The Zhen's guard," praised Hanliu Ao.
Zhen Qianyu's eyes narrowed slightly, but she quickly calmed down. She knew that at this point, she could no longer lead The Zhen's guard to rise again, only revenge and blood feud.
"Even so, so what? If I don't kill you under the horse today, I don't deserve to be called the successor of The Zhen's guard!" Zhen Qianyu gritted her teeth.
The two immediately engaged in a battle with their blades. Hanliu Ao swung his long sword, the sword wind roaring like a dragon, each strike carrying a breathtaking force. Zhen Qianyu, on the other hand, was more agile, her short sword moving like a nimble serpent, always managing to evade Hanliu Ao's attacks at the last moment.
On the battlefield, soldiers from both sides were amazed by the scene. This confrontation was undoubtedly a battle between generals, where every attack could be lethal.
"It's rare for us to have a match in such a setting, Zhen Qianyu," Hanliu Ao said, looking deeply into Zhen Qianyu's eyes.
"You destroyed my Liang Dynasty, ruined my whole family, and still dare to talk nonsense here?" Zhen Qianyu's voice was icy, filled with sharpness.
"This is war," Hanliu Ao said calmly, as if everything was within his expectations.
"Then let us perish together in this war!" Zhen Qianyu picked up her longbow, pulled it taut, and aimed the arrow at Hanliu Ao, filled with despair and anger.
However, just as she was about to release the arrow, a red light suddenly flashed from her wrist, and a red line began to appear.
Hanliu Ao also noticed this scene, with a hint of puzzlement and surprise in his eyes.
Both of them felt a tremor in their hearts, as if unlocking the dusty memories and hidden emotions from their past lives.
Hanliu Ao Suddenly dropping the sword in hand, "Marrying you as my wife is my decision in every lifetime."
"Do you think it's still possible in this war?" Zhen Qianyu sneered, but there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
"Behind the war and hatred, there is always a possibility." Hanliu Ao The tone is firm, as if declaring war on destiny.
Zhen Qianyu tightly gripped the bow and arrow, but ultimately did not shoot. She slowly put down the bow and arrow.
"General, this battle is of great importance. We cannot let personal matters affect the overall situation!" Urged the soldier.
"This woman is extraordinary. If we can make use of her, it will surely benefit our army greatly." Hanliu Ao glanced back at his subordinates.
"Miss Qianyu, don't easily trust him! He is the mastermind behind the destruction of our Liang Dynasty!" The remaining soldiers and civilians of Liang Dynasty shouted in unison, their voices filled with grief and disbelief.
Qianyu hesitated in her heart. However, she knew that becoming his wife meant bearing more unknown pressure and blame.
"If you are willing, you can come back with me." Hanliu Ao Deep affection in the eyes.
At this moment, a piercing scream suddenly came from the distant battlefield. A woman with a child stumbled out of the war, only to be cut down by a soldier from Yan Country at the intersection of Hanliu Ao and Zhen Qianyu's gaze.
Zhen Qianyu's tears fell instantly, reminding her of the moment when her father, as the city was about to be breached, insisted on sending her, her mother, and her brother out of the battlefield at all costs, and stayed behind alone to defend the city. She will never forget that scene, especially the moment when she saw her father being beheaded by Hanliu Ao.
The father's head was hung on the city gate, exposed for three days and three nights, as an example to others. That scene was deeply imprinted in her heart, becoming a pain she could not shake off.
Zhen Qianyu turned to look at the remaining people of Liang Dynasty and the surviving army behind her, her moist eyes filled with resentment and entanglement.
After taking a deep breath, tightening the bow and arrow in her hand, she spoke her decision: " Hanliu Ao, I am Zhen Qianyu, daughter of General Liang Dynasty. I know we have a history, but now, you are my enemy."
Hanliu Ao fell silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Zhen Qianyu, I have no regrets about our past, but this is the fate. I fight for the country, you fight for the family, we both have an undeniable responsibility. If the you on the battlefield is my enemy, then let this battle decide everything." There was an indescribable emotion in his eyes, a mix of determination and sorrow.
Zhen Qianyu deeply looked at him, it was a deep-seated hatred, as well as an attachment that was hard to let go of. Then, with a firm grip on the bow and arrow, the hand was placed firmly on the bowstring, "In that case, let the arrow feathers inscribe our ending."
With that, the two of them, like two streaks of light, ruptured the space and engaged in a heart-stirring duel. Every sword, every arrow was filled with strength and emotion, as if expressing the indescribable love and hatred between them.
The war finally came to an end after they both fell. Nevertheless, the gears of fate continue to turn, and they each carry their own mission and responsibility as they move towards the next cycle.
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