Not a Hero, But I Can Still Save the Beauty ( Part.1 )

Not a Hero, But I Can Still Save the Beauty

Although the man had left, there was already a sentry outside the tent. Mu Linyin was anxious and said, "It seems like the assassins they spoke of are not after you. I'll distract them, and you can take the opportunity to escape. Remember to head southwest."

Mu Linyin embraced Dayu'er's slender waist and kissed her deeply, saying, "Thank you, madam." Dayu'er wanted another kiss, but Mu Linyin had already let go of her and walked towards the tent entrance.

Dayu'er watched Mu Linyin for a long time, feeling helpless, before walking towards the entrance and pulling back the curtain. The soldiers outside were about to salute, but Dayu'er immediately stopped them, whispering, "No need for formalities. Keep your voices down, so you don't wake the emperor." She then looked ahead and pretended to be surprised, saying, "There's someone over there." The soldiers immediately ran in the direction that Dayu'er was looking.

Mu Linyin took the opportunity to pull Dayu'er back and kissed her again, saying, "Take care, madam, and remember my words." After checking the surroundings and seeing no one around, he quickly ran out.

Dayu'er looked at Mu Linyin's disappearing figure and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

After leaving Dayu'er's tent, Mu Linyin realized that it was quite cold outside. He dodged the soldiers and moved left and right along the tents. However, it was now dark and the sky had no stars, making it impossible to tell which direction was which. Mu Linyin could only rely on the light from the campfire in front of the tent and wandered around until he realized that he might have stumbled upon a campsite used by Emperor Taiji's troops. Tents and soldiers were everywhere.

Mu Linyin always moved in the opposite direction from where the soldiers were chasing the assassins. He soon lost his sense of direction and began to panic. Just as he was getting anxious, he smelled a strange odor and realized that he had run into the stables. Mu Linyin smiled and thought to himself, "This is really my lucky day."

Originally, Mu Linyin had planned to ride a horse and escape, but he suddenly realized, "No, this won't do. The Qing army hasn't discovered me yet. If I do this, won't I just make myself an easy target?" With this in mind, Mu Linyin hid in a haystack in the stable, waiting for the right moment.

At that moment, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching. Mu Linyin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly grabbed a few bales of hay to hide behind, not daring to make a sound.

Then he heard someone say in a commanding tone, "A mere assassin has caused chaos in our camp?" The voice was powerful and imposing. Then another voice trembled and said, "Your Highness, this assassin is agile and quick, and not like an ordinary one."

The commanding voice said, "Is he a martial arts expert? Don't tell my father. Go and get Senior Niu Guoruo." Then the sound of footsteps faded away.

Mu Linfeng was pondering in the center of the haystack: "Is there really any martial arts master who can fly over walls at this time?" Then he wondered who the prince was, thinking to himself, "This should be the time of war with the Ming Dynasty, and the only one who can mobilize troops in the army and is the son of Huang Taiji should be Hao Ge? Is it him?"

As Mu Linfeng was thinking, he suddenly saw a black shadow flash by in front of him, and then a slender figure appeared in the stable. Mu Linfeng didn't move, but looked carefully, only to see that the person was dressed in black with a black cloth covering his face, and he couldn't see his face at all. Mu Linfeng thought to himself, "Could he be the assassin?"

The black-clothed man was untying the rope in front of the horse, presumably preparing to steal the horse and escape. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "The assassin went that way."

The black-clothed man was startled and quickly walked towards Mu Linfeng. Mu Linfeng was anxious in his heart and thought, "Hey, don't come over here, just hide on the side."

The black-clothed man quickly picked up a few stacks of dry hay and squeezed into the haystack next to Mu Linfeng, less than half a meter away from him, but he didn't notice Mu Linfeng. Mu Linfeng cursed in his heart, "You're going to get me killed."

The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, and a rough voice said, "Go search the stable."

Mu Linfeng broke out in a cold sweat and thought, "It's over, I should have stayed with Da Yuer. It might have been safer."

Just as he was thinking this, a group of soldiers holding torches walked into the stable and inserted their long spears into the haystacks, and were about to insert them where the black-clothed man and Mu Linfeng were.

But then they heard the rough voice say, "Why are you carrying torches in there? Do you want to burn down the stable? Put out the torches and insert your spears every foot."

The soldiers immediately extinguished the torches, and the rough voice continued, "What are you standing around for? Go search in other stables."

Mu Linfeng knew that it was a matter of life and death. He immediately held his gun and waited for anyone to try to attack him, ready to shoot.

He turned his head to look at the person in black and vaguely saw that he also held a weapon in his hand. He occasionally looked at him and was also surprised. Mu Linfeng gave him a slight smile, and the man in black looked at him with a puzzled face.

Just then, a soldier stabbed the man in black with a gun. The man in black let out a muffled groan, and Mu Linfeng secretly felt sorry for him.

At that moment, someone outside the stable shouted, "The assassin is heading towards the food storage!"

The rough voice yelled, "This is bad. He wants to burn the military provisions. Let's go!" A group of people ran towards another location. The soldiers in the stable disappeared in an instant.

As the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Mu Linfeng slowly moved towards the man in black. He saw that the man was holding his left chest with his right hand, and blood was flowing between his fingers.

Mu Linfeng asked softly, "How are you?" The man in black immediately raised his short sword and held it to Mu Linfeng's neck. Although he was seriously injured, his movements were still very fast. Mu Linfeng dared not move, but he pointed his gun at the man and said, "We are on the same side, we are allies."

The man in black threatened, "What allies?"

Mu Linfeng realized from the voice that the person was actually a woman, and her voice was trembling, obviously seriously injured.

Mu Linfeng couldn't bear it, and quickly said, "Let me help you bandage the wound first. We can talk about it later."

The woman looked at Mu Linfeng and said coldly, "I don't need your kindness. Who knows if you are a traitor."

Mu Linfeng was angry in his heart. He tried to help her, but instead of being grateful, she insulted him. He thought to himself, "Alright, you can wait until you bleed to death."

The woman saw that Mu Linfeng had been silent for a long time, and asked quickly, "Why aren't you talking? Did I hit the nail on the head?"

Mu Linfeng coldly sneered and said, "If I were a traitor to the Manchu, I would have handed you over just now."

The woman's heart trembled at his words, and she said, "You're really not a traitor to the Manchu." As soon as she finished speaking, her hand shook slightly, and she fainted to one side.

Mu Linfeng was shocked and hurried over to check on her. He saw that the woman's chest was already covered in blood. Mu Linfeng whispered, "I have offended you." As he spoke, he took out a piece of cloth from his waist, torn from the bed sheet that was brought by Da Yuer, and used it to cover the woman's wounds.