Iron Horse and Glacier River came into his dream.

"I will go to fight this battle! Prepare my armor."

A young man's determined voice was vaguely heard from the huge tent.

"Major General, but you are injured…"

"It doesn't matter."

At these words, the tent's curtain was opened and a young man wearing dark black scale armor walked out.

After An Rushuang saw him clearly, she couldn't help but feel nervous.

His originally perfect and handsome face was now injured with a hideous scar sprawling directly down from the corner of his eye. The flesh on one side of his face was slightly showing, bleeding bright red blood.

With his abyss-like dark eyes, it was simply frightening.

Holding her breath, An Rushuang couldn't help stepping backwards, but she directly hit the horse-fastening pile at her back and a dull sound was heard. It was so painful that she only wanted to hold her legs and cry.

Looking at her, the young man smiled and touched her furry head with his big hands "So, you are also afraid of me?" He used "also", which meant not only her was shocked at his perfect face that was regrettably injured. Feeling a little pity, An Rushuang lowered her head, only to find two hoofs were poking around.

True enough, she had horse hoofs.

How could she reduce to such circ.u.mstance? Actually, it was due to her previous life. However, whenever speaking of her previous life, she always felt grieved because she died of enucleating her heart and the man who carved her heart out was the prince as well as her husband.

When her husband managed to ascend the throne, he seemed to be a changed person who forsook all his previous love and warmness.

Later on, he even brought her younger sister born by a concubine of her father's into his palace.

Soon her sister got pregnant, but in August she lost the child due to the poisoned miscarriage prevention medicine. And all the blames fell on An Rushuang.

Her two friends who grew up with An also got implicated and was distributed to the border area. They were not allowed to see each other in their lifetime.

But it was just a beginning. Here's what was written on the royal decree.——"Since the empress (An Rushuang) deliberately murdered the emperor's unborn son, she should have her heart carved out as the price. In addition, the prince colluded with and his teacher in bribing seigniors of bordering countries. It is obvious they have conspired against the authority. Therefore, the punishment shall be applied to her extended family and entire clan ."

Ah! How sarcastic the punishment was!

Her younger sister, however, had already broken up with An family before the decree was issued out.

An Rushuang was the last to be executed. She saw her whole family being killed in front of her.

She clearly remembered the deadly feeling of the punishment of gouging out her heart. The pains went deeply into her bones and as she died, she became a white horse.

In this vast desert and sand area, An never saw such a handsome young man with bright eyes and chiseled features.

He gently touched her neck and praised her smilingly, "She was good and I want to pick her."

Maybe she owed him in her previous life because people all said that one was willing to be a horse or cattle in his or her next life to repay favor. But she could not remember what she had owed to the young man.

An Rushuang had settled beside the tent for half a month and heard others call him Major General. During this time, she also accompanied the young man to fight a battle where he was badly injured.

It was just several days later. His wound would be more serious if he insisted to fight.

An Rushuang felt sorry for him. So when he came to find her, she struggled to go backwards as if she was a stubborn donkey who would not listen to him under any circ.u.mstances.

A soldier behind Major General felt the horse was trying to loaf on the job, so he hummed and whipped her!

Although her skin was rough now, she still felt the pain coming to her. She couldn't help trembling, but she didn't shout out. Instead, she grinded her teeth and refused to come forward.

"Du Yong! Who told you to whip her?"

With his eyebrow frowned, Major General scolded the soldier before stepping on his boots and coming to her. He warmly touched her neck and said close to her ears "If you really don't want to go, I'll let Black Yu come with me."

He named her White Shuang and Black Yu was another horse tied somewhere else. She only saw her once. An thought that horse was dark and black and looked sick.

She worriedly licked his face and bit his clothes, trying to lead him to the tent.

He was injured and he had to have a break. There was a saying that 'where there is life, there is hope'.

"Major general, she seems to worry about you…"

Seeing this, Du Yong was so shocked that his eyes was wide open.

Major General smiled and said seriously "I know. She is always well-behaved."

He stretched his hand and patted her on the head "Don't worry. I will be alive and I will win the battle."

An Rushuang looked up at him and saw him thinking. He looked at somewhere far away and suddenly his dark eyes turned cold like an abyss, emitting h.e.l.l's chill.

She still went for this fight.

He wanted to fight the battle in person. No one could ever stop him, let alone an insignificant horse.

She never knew how cruel a battle could be before being here.

Not until she became a horse, did she see broken limbs, hear deadly roar and smell thick blood.

With a burst of wind ringing, An Rushuang felt painful and her blood came out from the wound where an arrow hit deep inside. Her white skin suddenly turned red.

When running, she could clearly feel the pain. It was so painful that she almost wanted to roll over on the ground. But the young man was still on her. If he fell down, he would definitely die in this battle. But he was innocent.

She had to insist. Her eyes were lifeless. She used her whole strength to run towards where the bridle pointed.

Suddenly, she smelt thick blood. On her left side came a man in silver armor and blood dropped down from the sword in his hand.

When Major General was still fighting the enemies, the man turned at him.

It was Du Xiao who came to the camp with the army five days ago.

His eyes exposed fierce light. It seemed he didn't come to help. Seeing this, An Rushuang felt nervous.

True enough, Du Xiao smiled strangely and stabbed straight at Major General with his b.l.o.o.d.y sword!

But instantly, Du Xiao turned pale because the horse seemed to know his intention. She roared loudly and stood up, protecting the young man on her back from the stab!

A long sword was deeply stabbed into the white horse whose white body was totally drenched with blood.

At the same time, Du Xiao was attacked thoroughly by a long spear!

"White Shuang!" shouted Major General. Stepping down from her back, the young man stared at her. His dark cloak rustled in the cold wind and Du Xiao's b.l.o.o.d.y body was hung on the long spear.

With her blood bleeding out, she gradually became lifeless. However thick her skin was, she only felt cold as if she returned to where she was killed previously…

She suddenly fell down on the ground. Major General's sad face was slowly fixed in her eyes. What she wanted to say was "Look out!"

But she could only shout and roar sorrowfully. Finally, there was boundless blood sea in front of An Rushuang…