Chapter 662: The day hasn't even come, and you're about to give birth?

Sha Si Jia Yi and Po Feng, after a few exchanges, were brutally kicked to the ground.

A low shout came from behind: 'Get out of the way!'

A particularly strong and tall person, wielding two meteor hammers, charged out.

This person was a guard beside the Wolf Three King.

With those meteor hammers, he killed as easily as slaughtering sheep, extremely brutal.

Meanwhile, the Wolf Three King was still eager to try at the end, apparently not intending to act immediately.

He was very cautious.

His caution made Po Feng and the others feel a bit tricky.

The longer the battle dragged on, the more bloodshed and casualties there were.

To end the battle quickly, they had to fight swiftly and decisively.

Po Feng whistled, and the pre‑ambushed Kill One and others also flew out from cover at that moment.

The Wolf Three King had originally been fully confident, merely waiting for his subordinates to probe the true strength of the Lan Hai King; seeing the ambush‑laid Central Plains troops jump out, his heart suddenly jolted.

The Wolf Three King immediately realized they had fallen into an ambush.

Looking at the Lan Hai King, the wound on his back that should have been torn open showed no blood at all, let alone the expected flesh ripped open and mangled!

Even falling off the horse might have been an act!

The Wolf Three King immediately shouted: 'Retreat!'

'Where do you think you're running, Wolf Three King?'

Po Feng tore off his mask, leading his men to reverse and tightly encircle the Wolf Three King and his group.

Even Sha Si tore open his Western Regions military uniform, a smile appearing on his face.

As expected, it's the lady!

If the Western Regions hadn't also had an insider cooperating with the lady, the Wolf Three King himself would never have imagined falling into their ambush!

'Miss, they've succeeded!'

Zheng Mama saw from afar a group fighting in the southeast interior, and immediately clapped her hands in delight.

Li Qingluo, however, frowned tightly and could not relax for a long time.

'It's not that easy.'

If it had really succeeded, cheers should have already arrived.

But they obviously had not yet easily taken down the Wolf Three King.

It appears this Wolf Three King truly is, as Kulte said, an extremely tough and troublesome opponent.

This is the only chance given to Manto City by the Wusun.

If they win this great victory, the Wusun will secretly and completely ally with the Central Plains, thereafter joining forces with the Central Plains insiders to resist the Western Regions.

What the Wusun want is to completely break free from the Western Regions.

What Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi want is also simple: to drive the Western Regions completely back to the imperial court, so they never again dare to harbor thoughts of invading the Central Plains.

Thus, after being rescued, Kulte learned the truth about his biological father and his own rescue, and a ripple stirred in his heart.

When Li Qingluo wrote to the Wusun Empress Dowager Anar, he learned of this and decided to agree to the alliance.

'That person gave his life so I could live.'

'So this is what we owe Li Qingluo.'

'She lost a master like a father; her anguish is no less than yours, Empress Dowager.'

'Empress Dowager, perhaps by seizing this opportunity we Wusun can free ourselves from the imperial court's long‑standing control and exploitation.'

'We, too, ought to strike back.'

'That portrait came together with Kulte's handwritten letter.'

The letter clearly described the Wolf Three King's temperament and his favorite battlefield disguises.

However, they gave Li Qingluo only this one chance.

If they do not win a great victory over the Western Forces this time, nor kill or capture the Wolf Three King, once he realizes there is a traitor in the Western Regions, the Wusun will face dire disaster.

From then on, the not‑yet‑truly‑established friendship between the Wusun and Manto City will also be completely severed.

'The people around this Wolf Three King also look extremely hard to deal with.'

'Perhaps Po Feng and Kill One exposed themselves too early?'

'What can we do? What if something happens to any of them…'

Que'er anxiously hammered her own fists, continually looking downward.

Zheng Mama glared over: 'No nonsense!'

'Miss, they are highly skilled; they will certainly cope, it's just a matter of time—don't worry.'

Li Qingluo nodded and looked toward the main battlefield.

We can't go on like this.

Although they have more and better weapons, using thrown weapons also risks injuring their own side.

Moreover, the longer it drags on, the more the Western Forces' numerical advantage stands out.

The casualties of their Lan Hai army will only increase.

If they cannot swiftly deliver a fatal blow to the Western Forces, today's outcome… likely will be a crushing defeat for the entire Lan Hai army…

Li Qingluo reached back: 'Bring the bow and arrows!'

Que'er: 'Miss?'

Li Qingluo: 'Bring it!'

Holding the bow, nocking and drawing the arrow, Li Qingluo aimed toward the interior.

Zheng Mama, beat the drum!

Three light, four heavy, strike three cycles of reincarnation!

Although Zheng Mama didn't know what the young lady wanted to do, she didn't hesitate and picked up the drumstick, starting to beat.

The drumming sounds quickly transmitted to the direction of the interior.

Upon hearing the signal prearranged with the consort, Po Feng hastily fished out several round balls from his bosom.

Then he forcefully hurled them toward the Wolf Three King.

Meanwhile, Slay Four and the others nearby, in perfect unison, immediately jumped aside.

The round balls burst open instantly, and a puff of pink smoke filled the air.

Although the guards before the Wolf Three King reacted in time, after they cleared the smoke, each of them was covered in pink.

The Wolf Three King and his people didn't understand what these scheming Central Plains folks were doing, only feeling that it boded no good.

Petty tricks!

Kill them!

The Wolf Three King bellowed an order, his face grim, and launched another fierce assault on Po Feng and company.

The two sides were evenly matched.

Even this time, if Li Qingluo hadn't forged a more formidable weapon, Po Feng and the others would not have found it so easy to handle the Wolf Three King's guards, who carried clumsy but individually vicious weapons.

The two sides fought again in the same spot, but Po Feng kept looking toward the city wall.

Consort, hurry!

No dragging it out; we must fight fast and finish fast!

Li Qingluo's bow was fully drawn.

Beside her, Que'er and Zheng Mama were warding off the incoming long-range arrows.

Li Qingluo aimed at the few pink patches in the interior.

One shot, five arrows.

If she could hit with one strike...

In focused stillness, her eyes turned utterly cold and ruthless.

All surrounding sounds seemed to cease together with the wind.

It's coming.

This is the moment!

At the moment the wind blew, she released her right hand gripping the arrow, and the arrow shot straight toward the interior.

Whoosh—

Whoosh whoosh—

Li Qingluo loosed five arrows at once.

All struck true!

Seeing the pink figures all down, she without hesitation swiftly nocked another arrow and drew the bow.

Until she had fired three bows, fifteen arrows.

Most of the pink figures that couldn't flee were knocked to the ground by her arrows.

The Blue Sea Army soldiers rushed in to deal the finishing blow.

Even if three pink figures fled, Li Qingluo couldn't tell from afar whether they were the Wolf Three King, but she didn't give up, continuing to draw her bow and aim.

A group behind them closely pursued.

If the arrow strayed even a little, it would inevitably cause mis-hits.

But if we couldn't give Po Feng and them a better capture opportunity, all our efforts would be in vain.

Li Qingluo, having taken aim, released another arrow without hesitation.

Next, she saw Po Feng and them mount their horses and charge forward; soon Slay One unfurled the Blue Sea Army banner from his bosom.

Done!

Que'er and Zheng Mama exclaimed joyfully.

Li Qingluo, holding her belly, leaned against the city wall and panted heavily.

Having just expended nearly half of her strength, upon realizing success, she fully released the breath she'd been holding.

Excellent. Young lady, you are truly amazing—you are the most formidable woman in the world, your archery truly unrivaled under heaven!

Young lady, thank goodness you kept your composure; otherwise this wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

Zheng Mama and Que'er each spoke a word, happily stepping forward to support Li Qingluo, so excited they were nearly lost for words.

The remaining guards on the wall also cheered: "It's the consort, it's the consort's archery—she hit the Wolf Three King!"

Consort! Consort! Consort!

Li Qingluo: "Everyone contributed…"

Just as a smile appeared on her face, a wave of pain came from her belly.

Her whole waist and back felt as if someone were forcefully pulling her backward; her lower abdomen ached with a heavy sensation, and she instantly broke into a sweat.

I… something's not right…

Zheng Mama and Que'er were instantly terrified.

The two exclaimed and hurriedly lifted Li Qingluo down from the city tower; Qin Ling was already waiting below.

However, after he took her pulse, his expression turned grim.

She's going into labor.

The others cried: "She's going into labor! Wasn't it not yet due? How could it come so early!"

According to the days, Li Qingluo still has at least ten days until her due date.

Otherwise, Qin Ling and the others would not have allowed Li Qingluo to still climb the city gate today.

But now the baby has come early—what should we do?

Now the battle situation outside the city is not yet fully clear, the outcome undecided, yet the princess consort is about to give birth, and everyone has panicked.

Especially Qin Ling, jumping and shouting anxiously: "He wants to come out early—how would I know?"

"His pulse was fine this morning."

"Now it suddenly started—I can't push him back in!"

Li Qingluo raised her hand, enduring the sweat-drenched misery from the pain, and spoke as calmly as she could: "Don't make noise!"

"Granny Zheng will hold the city wall. You've followed your grandmother for many years, so you also have your own way of dealing with the ever‑changing situation on the battlefield."

"Que'er and Li… and Auntie, you stay with me!"

"And Qin Ling, don't panic—just follow the rhythm."

"My body is fine; giving birth should go quickly."

"Also, don't publicize what I've set in motion yet; wait for Po Feng and the others to finish outside and come back, then have him hurry and send word to Your Highness—"

Qin Ling: "What if they lose? How will we escape?"

Li Qingluo: "Damn the escape! We won't lose!"

"Their grand marshal has already been captured; if we lose again, nobody will have the face to see me!"

"Hurry, it's coming out—"

Li Qingluo gritted her teeth with effort, let out a low cry, and had them hurriedly lift her back to the city lord's mansion.

Li Yunchu ran along, crying loudly.

"Luo'er, don't come to harm, Luo'er hold on, waa waa waa…"

"Luo'er, Auntie is here."

"Auntie will surely guard you…"

Li Qingluo: "Please stop wailing."