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"What are you struggling for, Madam?" Li Wei smiled as he looked at the woman struggling in his arms. Her eyes had returned to their usual slanted, authoritative gaze, the kind of look a high-ranking noblewoman would give someone looking down at. But now, she was glaring at him from his arms, which gave it a unique flavor. "Your husband wrote those kinds of letters to me, aren't you angry?"

Li Wei lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "My lady, just stay in my arms and watch me vent my anger."

Pania's body trembled, and her fair earlobes instantly turned a light red. She glared angrily at the rude Li Wei. This was the first time she had been so close to a man, and she felt a little awkward. She didn't know why Li Wei could get so close to her.

Why didn't my own royal power come out to protect me?!

Of course, the most important thing was that Li Wei's words had made her momentarily lost in thought and relieved. She was a little dazed, as if she saw herself being bullied by Sakje and running to her father to complain, and her father saying that he had relieved her anger.

But she quickly recovered, her face turning hateful as she glared at Li Wei. What father? He was just another scoundrel who had kidnapped her. What difference was there between him and Sakje? They were both just bullying her.

After saying this, Li Wei laughed heartily, hugged Pania tightly with his left arm, raised his sword with his right hand, and began to charge on horseback. The soldiers behind him, including Tiebahabukhat, also began to charge. At this moment, the morale of Li Wei's camp was high, and Li Wei felt boundless pride. In ancient times, Zhao Zilong carried A Dou and fought his way in and out of the midst of thousands of troops seven times. Today, Li Wei would also follow the example of the ancients, carrying Sakje's wife and killing him in the midst of thousands of troops!

Only in this way could he feel relieved.

On the other hand, although the opposing Sakje camp had a large number of soldiers and generals, they were in a slump.

Especially upon seeing Li Wei charging towards them, Sakje did not choose to mount his horse to meet the enemy. Instead, he panicked and shouted, "Quick, stop him! Quick, stop him!"

With their commander suffering a crushing defeat and now displaying such a pathetic state, the morale of Sakje's side has once again plummeted.

Seeing this, Li Wei burst into laughter. He looked down at the woman in his arms and said, "Your husband has lost his last chance to win. Do you know why I didn't chase after him but instead carried you away? It's because I trust Sakje. I have complete confidence in the things Sakje does!"

Pania listened in silence and looked over. She knew that the outcome of the battle had been decided at this moment. When Sakoje did not choose to mount his horse to meet the enemy, but instead hid behind and drove his soldiers forward, the battle was already lost.

If Li Wei's crushing defeat of Sarkozy just now tilted the tide of the war 90% in Li Wei's favor, then now it has tilted it 100%!

Panya closed her eyes. She didn't want to see Levi's smug smile. As she closed her eyes, she heard the wind rushing past her ears, the sound of horses' hooves trampling the earth, the soldiers' passionate shouts, Sakje's somewhat panicked voice, and Levi's hearty laughter. She seemed to see a fierce young man, riding a horse, holding her in his arms, brandishing his sword and laughing, about to fight his way through the enemy ranks, leaving nothing but skeletons in cages!

"Protect Sakjeji!" The accumulated strength of two generations of Sakjeji still had some effect. Seeing Li Wei leading the charge and the low morale, several of Sakjeji's father's old subordinates stood up. Led by the captain of the Vanma cavalry, they took the lead and charged towards Li Wei, then called on the soldiers to join them.

Some soldiers, remembering how they had once eaten Sakje's food and money, gritted their teeth and charged forward, but such loyal people were ultimately few and far between.

Of the three hundred soldiers, perhaps only a few dozen were willing to die for their cause. The majority were dragging their feet in the rear. After all, if the commander didn't come, how could you expect these men to fight to the death? What a joke!

Sakjee was still shouting from behind. Seeing his soldiers charging to meet the enemy, he shouted gleefully, "That's it! Three hundred men, wear down Livy!"

Sakjee's plan is this: You, Li Wei, may have a greater imagination than me, but you are still made of flesh and blood. I will have three hundred soldiers wear you down little by little, and then when Li Wei is exhausted, I will come out and reap the rewards. Let's see how smug you can be!

Sakje glared at Levi with hatred, especially at Pania in his arms, his heart bleeding. What was going on?!

Why isn't this royal pact working? Shouldn't it be like him, where if he tries to touch Pania, he'll be bounced back by a force?

So this royal agreement only works on him?!

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!" Sakje gritted his teeth as he looked at Levi.

To shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture a thief, capture his king first. Li Wei took the lead. He set his sights on the anti-horse cavalry captain charging at the forefront and a few soldiers who were ready to die for their cause. He knew that as long as he dealt with these men, the battle would be over.

"Kill!" Li Wei charged forward, sword in hand. It could only be said that his Three Elephant Power was still too overpowered. He rode his horse to the front of the Fanma cavalry captain and slashed him with his sword. The cavalry captain didn't even have time to react before his head was cut off. With the cavalry captain killed, the morale of the army was even more chaotic. Li Wei seized the opportunity and killed several more Fanma cavalrymen in succession.

With the deaths of several key figures, morale plummeted, and some soldiers even abandoned their weapons and surrendered.

Li Wei raised his sword and shouted, "Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Immediately, more soldiers threw down their weapons.

Li Wei knew that the outcome of this battle was already decided, and it was far simpler than he had imagined.

Just as Pania had thought, by the time Sakje chose to stand by and watch, the battle was already over.

"Why did these people surrender? Useless, useless!" Sakje was both terrified and furious. He was terrified that his army was so easily defeated, with only a few leaders killed and the rest surrendering.

He lost the war and failed to achieve his goal of wearing down Li Wei.

He was also furious that these people weren't killing enemies for him and wearing down Li Wei!

Once Li Wei's vital energy is depleted, he can come out and reap the rewards!

This is the mindset of nobles like Sakje: they don't treat the lower classes as human beings, but rather as numbers. They naively believe that these people are fearless, always maintain high morale, and will fight to the death for Sakje.

But he was wrong. You, Sakjee, are afraid of death, but aren't the soldiers also afraid of death?

"For the sake of the Darban family's reputation, Madam, please die!" Suddenly, a Vatican cavalryman who had been pretending to lay down his weapons and surrender suddenly mounted his horse, drew his bow, and aimed an arrow at Pania.

The Vatican cavalryman knew that the war was lost and the old man's legacy was doomed.

The old man had been kind to him, and he couldn't kill him to protect the family business. All he could do now was to preserve the reputation of the Darban family as much as possible.

He had to kill Pania; he wouldn't allow the matriarch of the Darban family to be forcibly taken as a wife by someone else.

He didn't intend to kill Livy with his bow, because it was impossible; the difference in skill level was too great.

The arrow came swiftly and fiercely, the Valkyrie Knights aiming directly at Pania's heart.

Pania opened her eyes in alarm. She heard the words asking her mistress to die. She opened her eyes and saw the person.

She knew that man well; he was the most loyal member of the Dahlban family, and she had even rewarded him with money for his loyalty.

But at this moment, this man's face was cold and murderous as he drew his bow and shot an arrow, ready to kill her.

She was, after all, a woman. Faced with the arrow that was about to kill her, and knowing that she might die, she panicked.

She instinctively looked up, pleading for help from Li Wei. She knew that only he could save her at this moment. However, she was filled with despair. She saw Li Wei smiling and looking in other directions, seemingly accepting the surrender of other soldiers, completely unaware of her situation.

Was she really going to die? Actually, when she was kidnapped by Li Weiqiang, she had thought about sacrificing herself to prove her innocence and protect the reputation of the Hamant family.

But when faced with death, she was still somewhat afraid. And hearing the phrase "dying for the Dahlban family" angered her. Why should I die for the Dahlban family's reputation?

Do you know what Sakjeje made her do?

Pania's pupils widened, and the arrow seemed to grow larger in her eyes. She could feel death drawing ever closer, and she closed her eyes in despair.

clang!

The arrow that she had imagined would kill her did not happen. Instead, she heard the sound of a sword deflecting another sword. Could it be...?

She subconsciously opened her eyes and saw Li Wei looking down at her with a smile. He gently flicked his sword with his right hand, and the arrow fell to the ground.

"Isn't it good to be alive?" Li Wei said with a smile.

Panya remained silent, breathing heavily, her pale face showing signs of shock. She turned her face away, refusing to look at Li Wei.

Perhaps because she had survived a near-death experience, she found herself feeling safe and secure in Li Wei's smile.

She was Sakje's wife; how could she feel safe in the arms of a man who had abducted her?

She felt ashamed.