Princess Agents Episode 57 Recap

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Even if Yan Xun gave up Northern Yan, Chu Qiao would not give up. She asked Zhongyu to tell Yan Xun that she would wait for him on the city walls of Honghuan City. Zhongyu watched Chu Qiao's departing figure, tears in her eyes. She felt incompetent, unable to turn the tide for the people of Northern Yan, but she knew letting Chu Qiao go back was the right thing to do.

Zhongyu sent someone to tell Yan Xun that Chu Qiao was holding fast to Northern Yan. If reinforcements did not arrive within five days, Northern Yan would surely fall, and no one would be spared. She hoped Chu Qiao's safety would draw Yan Xun's attention, prompting him to send troops back to reinforce Northern Yan. As dawn broke, the Xiuli Army searched everywhere but could not find Chu Qiao.

The soldiers murmured amongst themselves, wondering if they had been abandoned again. He Xiao was furious and told them to shut up; he knew Chu Qiao would not give up on Northern Yan. Sure enough, when He Xiao led his soldiers onto the city wall, Chu Qiao, clad in armor, stood resolutely on the city wall, her slender figure firm. That night, the Wei army attacked Honghuan City under the cover of darkness.

Rockets and heavy cannons rained down on the dilapidated Honghuan City. Chu Qiao led her army in resistance, vowing never to surrender. On the other side, Yan Xun had already captured Meilin Pass. If the situation continued like this, taking Chang'an of Great Wei would be just around the corner. But at this critical moment, Yan Xun received news that Chu Qiao was holding out in Honghuan.

Honghuan City had weak defenses; if there were no reinforcements, it certainly wouldn't last long. Yan Xun was well aware of Honghuan City's predicament. He slammed down the celebratory wine he had intended to drink early, and immediately decided to abandon the attack on Chang'an and lead his troops back to reinforce Northern Yan.

Even though everyone felt it was a pity to give up at this moment, and even though Cheng Yuan tried to persuade him with the deep blood feud of the Yan family, nothing could stop Yan Xun's determination to go back and save Chu Qiao. A city lost could be retaken, but if a person was gone, everything would be lost. In his life, Yan Xun could let go of anyone, except Ah Chu.

At the same time, Yuwen Yue received news that Yan Xun had withdrawn his troops for Chu Qiao, and learned that Chu Qiao had been defending on the city wall of Honghuan City for five days and five nights, her situation precarious. Although Yan Xun had already withdrawn his troops for reinforcement, Yuwen Yue was still worried about Chu Qiao's safety and decided to go personally. Outside Honghuan City, large numbers of Wei troops were arrayed.

Yuan Chun, dressed in a red gown, looked enchanting and sinister. She told Wei Shuye that he must capture Honghuan City today; she wanted to personally kill Chu Qiao. The Wei army launched a fierce attack. Chu Qiao and the Xiuli Army resisted desperately. Even if they fought until the last man, they would never give up. The Wei army stormed into the city. Flames of war raged everywhere, and the once prosperous city was now filled with ruins.

Chu Qiao told Du Ping'an to escort the common people out of the city through a secret passage to Blue City, telling them not to return once they left. The war was too cruel, not something they should have to bear. Seeing a burly man enter the city, Chu Qiao gripped the sword in her hand and went to meet him. The opponent was tall and strong.

Compared to him, Chu Qiao was at a great disadvantage in terms of strength. Fortunately, the burly man had ample strength but lacked agility. Chu Qiao constantly changed her attack direction. While injuring him, she was also hit, instantly spitting out a mouthful of blood. Seeing the broadsword about to fall, Chu Qiao mustered her last bit of strength, used her sword to block it, and at the same time drew another sword, ending her opponent's life.

Chu Qiao collapsed weakly to the ground and fainted. Yuan Chun entered the city with the army. Seeing Chu Qiao lying on the ground, she walked over, holding a sword. The triumphant look on her face appeared hideous and terrifying. She could no longer control her emotions, gnashing her teeth, wanting to kill Chu Qiao to make Yan Xun's life a living hell, to let him also taste the bitterness of losing a loved one.

Just as the sword was about to fall, Yuwen Yue, his face covered by a black scarf, suddenly appeared. While saving Chu Qiao, he also injured Yuan Chun. He tenderly picked up Chu Qiao, his eyes filled with heartache. At the same time, Yan Xun marched rapidly day and night, finally making it back. As soon as Yan Xun's army arrived, Wei Shuye forcibly led Yuan Chun and withdrew their troops.

As Yuan Chun left, she loudly shouted that she would kill Chu Qiao. The Wei army was no match for Yan Xun's cavalry and collapsed instantly. The war ended in less than a moment. After many days, Yan Xun finally saw Ah Chu, whom he had been thinking of constantly. He picked up the unconscious Chu Qiao, filled with tenderness. Yuwen Yue quietly left after ensuring Chu Qiao was safe.

When he heard that Chu Qiao had been defending Honghuan City for five days and five nights, he decided to immediately go to Northern Yan. In his eyes, nothing was more important than Chu Qiao's safety. He rescued Chu Qiao but did not selfishly take her away, because Chu Qiao had already made her choice, and he would not make things difficult for her. After this battle, the Xiuli Army suffered heavy casualties.

Left Commander Ge Qi bravely sacrificed his life. He Xiao went to his home to offer condolences and saw Ge Qi's young wife for the first time. She had not remarried and had given birth to a beautiful and lovely daughter for Ge Qi. Ge Qi had long wanted to know about his family's situation, but burdened with the stigma of being a rebel, he had never dared to see his family.

Now that the stigma was finally cleared, all that returned was his ashes. His strong young wife hugged the urn, her face streaming with tears. She had always believed that her husband was not a rebel.

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