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Although Princess Zhulan and the others were bound, the Gaochang Kingdom's army did not seem to guard them closely, merely leaving a few soldiers to watch over them.
In fact, it appeared they did not take Princess Zhulan and the others seriously at all. As a result, they could freely look outside and check the situation.
Just as the Gaochang troops formed a circle, using the Blood Fire to trap the White-Browed Ancestor's Yin Spirit, a group of people leisurely approached from a distance.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the newcomers were those who had gone to the Gobi Desert in search of treasure. Among them was Han Guo, but Yue Shaoting and the Shark-Slaying Eight Guards were missing and had not been seen.
Leading the group was a young man around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a broad smile. He was surrounded by several Gaochang Kingdom soldiers, looking quite pleased with himself. This person was Prince Ganda of the Gaochang Kingdom.
Prince Ganda looked at the White-Browed Ancestor surrounded by the army and laughed heartily, saying, "Hahaha! The national teacher's strategy is truly brilliant. As expected of the national teacher! He only instructed how to surround this person but did not mention how to deal with him. Since he hasn't returned yet, it seems we can only maintain this state for now."
Prince Ganda praised the net laid out by the Bone-less Sorcerer. No wonder all the treasures were plundered by Han Guo while he was in the Gobi Desert; it turned out he had long been plotting this.
At this moment, nearly all the treasures had gathered here, changing hands several times before finally ending up in the Gaochang Kingdom's possession.
One or two hundred camels were being watched over by dedicated personnel, standing together with large sacks filled with treasure on their backs.
Nearly a hundred soldiers from Han Guo had all been disarmed and stood empty-handed in a group, trembling under the intimidation of the Gaochang Kingdom's White-Haired Bull army, too scared to resist.
Princess Xiangyi and other key figures were also bound with ropes and were being roughly pushed and escorted together by fierce Gaochang Kingdom soldiers.
Prince Ganda, supported by soldiers, mounted a tall White-Haired Bull and laughed as he approached Princess Xiangyi, his eyes instantly lighting up as he eagerly licked his lips.
At that moment, Princess Xiangyi's fair skin shone beautifully under the morning light, appearing delicate and flawless.
Ganda Prince smiled slyly and waved his hand, immediately sending several soldiers to rudely push through the crowd and escort Princess Xiangyi away, following Ganda Prince.
The Korean forces, seeing their master being taken away, were furious but felt utterly powerless in front of the thousands of troops from Gaochang Kingdom. Their strength seemed so insignificant.
Next, Ganda Prince rode on the White-Haired Bull, slowly leaving the battlefield under the protection of thousands of soldiers, heading towards the grasslands. The camels laden with Treasure were also taken along.
Pairs of soldiers from Gaochang Kingdom, armed with long spears and short knives, rode on their White-Haired Bulls, maintaining a uniform formation as they followed Ganda Prince in retreat.
Almost all outsiders present were ignored by Gaochang Kingdom, with the Qi Masters bound with ropes and tossed aside. Although they generally possessed thousands of pounds of explosive power, breaking free at this moment was not a wise choice.
Only the battle circle surrounding the White-Browed Ancestor remained unchanged. Upon seeing Princess Xiangyi being taken away, White-Browed Ancestor let out a furious roar, repeatedly attempting to break through the encirclement but was pushed back each time.
In front of the fierce energy of the opposing forces, if he forced his way out, it would only lead to mutual destruction.
Even so, the remaining army of Gaochang Kingdom had to change formations several times, with the entire formation being held back by White-Browed Ancestor as they moved forward.
This was an unavoidable situation; both sides were suppressing each other in a delicate balance. If the army of Gaochang Kingdom changed alongside White-Browed Ancestor, it would only be a matter of time before he broke free.
As Ganda Prince moved further away, it seemed he had done nothing significant during his visit, yet he had taken all the Treasure and the beauty that was Princess Xiangyi.
The team led by Ganda Prince quickly disappeared from sight. They might advance along the border between the desert and grasslands, traversing the entire Great Plains, and then return to Gaochang Ancient Kingdom.
This was also unavoidable; the army could not invade the territory of the grasslands as the Prairie King would not let them off easily. Most importantly, they carried with them treasures worth tens of millions of taels of silver—an invaluable prize that could not afford any mishaps.
Therefore, for safety's sake, they were willing to take a longer route as long as they could secure the Treasure, which would mean winning this treasure war.
At this moment, only the White-Browed Ancestor remained surrounded by the Gaochang team, waiting for the Bone-less Sorcerer to return before dealing with the White-Browed Ancestor.
Then there were the various treasure hunters nearby. They had put in a lot of effort throughout the entire event, but in the end, they received nothing, not even scraps, which was quite pitiful.
However, there was nothing that could be done about it. The swords and blades of the Gaochang Kingdom were no joke; anyone who dared to make a move would be killed on the spot. Money was important, but life was even more so.
At this time, Huang Jiao was the only leader among the Korean team, but he was tightly bound and could barely walk.
Suddenly, Huang Jiao's flesh trembled, and he let out a lion-like roar from his throat, breaking the ropes binding him in a fit of righteous anger. He said, "If you don't want to be executed by King Han, follow me now to rescue the princess!"
Huang Jiao's words were very inspiring. The Korean soldiers went wild, breaking their own ropes one after another and following Huang Jiao in the direction where Ganda Prince had left.
Among the crowd, most people broke their ropes and began to leave.
"What should we do now?" Jiang Jie and His Brothers looked at Princess Zhulan, who also had ropes tied around them, albeit loosely.
Princess Zhulan was not polite either; she suddenly broke her ropes and said, "Lu Chen hasn't returned yet. We can't just give up like this. Let's follow and see if there's still a chance to retrieve her."
As soon as Princess Zhulan finished speaking, the group immediately sprang into action. Using their Qigong to unleash explosive power, they broke their ropes and chased after the direction Ganda Prince had left.
After all the hardships to get here, success or failure depended on this moment; how could they just give up?
The group rushed forward, running for a short while before suddenly stopping. They stood on a ridge and were all stunned.
Not far away, the Gaochang team that had originally left was retreating back toward them.
At this moment, the Gaochang team was in complete disarray, with soldiers abandoning their armor and fleeing in panic. It was clear they had encountered a force far stronger than themselves, forcing them to retreat.
This astonishing scene left everyone stunned; could there really be a power capable of suppressing thousands of troops?
The crowd quickly looked up towards the distance, where clouds of dust were swirling. A number of standards were raised high, and well-dressed riders were galloping towards them at great speed.
This was yet another army, and it was not small in number—there were at least tens of thousands.
The standards prominently displayed the character for "King," indicating that this was the royal army, the military of the nation.
Moreover, this army did not belong to the Gaochang Kingdom, which explained why they were driving out the forces of Gaochang Kingdom. Judging by their formation, it seemed they had been prepared for this encounter long ago.
There was only one king between the grasslands and the desert: the Prairie King. Thus, it was evident that this iron-blooded army, resembling a dark horse, belonged to the Prairie King.
The ferocity of the Prairie King's army exceeded everyone's expectations; no one had anticipated that the Prairie King would also intervene here.
Princess Zhulan and her companions stood on the ridge, watching as the Prairie King's army charged in from afar. Their mounts were horses, not camels or oxen, allowing them to move at incredible speed. In no time at all, they executed a flanking maneuver that completely surrounded the Gaochang Kingdom's forces.
Such a massive formation, comprising thousands of troops, managed to execute such a complex tactical command in an instant while maintaining an unwavering formation without any signs of chaos—this was truly remarkable.
From this, one could see the quality of the Prairie King's iron-blooded army. The means they used for communication must have been extraordinary; it certainly wasn't an ordinary horn.
The Steppe People's Ten Thousand Troops moved swiftly across the golden sands of the desert. In less than fifteen minutes, they completed their encirclement of the Gaochang Ancient Kingdom's army, leaving no escape route even for an ant.
Their mounts were unique short-legged horses native to the grasslands. Although their legs were shorter than those of ordinary horses, they possessed remarkable endurance comparable to camels while being incredibly fast—far beyond what typical horse breeds could match.
Princess Zhulan and the others were utterly astonished. The military strength of Prairie King was formidable; just looking at the quality of the soldiers gave a glimpse of their power. If such an army were to take the battlefield, the impact would be unimaginable.
However, over the years, there had been no reports of Prairie King harboring ambitions to invade the Central Plains. His army was indeed strong, but it was primarily used for suppressing bandits and guarding the borders. His true intentions were not something that ordinary people could fathom.
Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, they noticed a girl standing on a distant hill. She appeared to be around seven or eight years old, holding a Dizi and gently playing it.
Although this girl seemed to be only seven or eight, there was a faint hint of purple emanating from her.
Indeed, it was her beauty—her delicate figure, clear and lively eyes, skin as tender as snow, arms like lotus roots, and fingers like green onions.
Such attributes were quite inconsistent with her age. Additionally, the Jade Flute she held was about three feet long, making it seem more like a walking stick given her height.
This situation easily led one to associate the commands of Prairie King's army with the music played from that Jade Flute.
Indeed, whatever was played on the Jade Flute dictated how the Ten Thousand Troops moved. Standing at a high vantage point, this girl could see the situation clearly; under her command, it was effortless to encircle the forces of Gaochang Kingdom.
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