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The onlookers were not just Ziyan and her Future Husband.
"It seems that your plans have come to fruition!"
Just as Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan, the young couple, were happily gazing into the distance, a familiar voice came from not far behind them.
When they turned to look, they found that it was the siblings Yuwen Yu and Yuwen Jing, who was disguised as a man.
"Head Innkeeper, it's true that you once held the title of a prince, but in the end, you are still my Subordinate. How come you don't even have a proper title or respect for me?"
Upon seeing Yuwen Yu, Ziyan felt a mix of confusion and strong dissatisfaction. She thought to herself: This washed-up prince really doesn't appreciate everything I have done for this Sect Leader; I am very satisfied!
"Oh, then Qi Yu and my sister Jing'er send their regards to the Sect Leader and the Husband of the Sect Leader."
Yuwen Yu pretended to bow with exaggerated courtesy and then teasingly asked, "So, is the Sect Leader satisfied now?"
"Cut it out—such pretentiousness and insincerity!"
Ziyan angrily turned her face away and refused to look at him.
"I have always been genuine, but unfortunately, you have been indifferent towards me! And now you are marrying him?"
Yuwen Yu immediately shot back without hesitation.
Ziyan felt a surge of frustration and looked up, seeking help from her Future Husband.
However, at that moment, her Demon Prince was secretly enjoying himself! That was the demeanor of a victor!
What was going on? What was he doing? His Future Wife was being bullied! But Ziyan didn't see it that way; instead, she couldn't help but want to scold him.
In an instant, her lips twitched in anger, and a surge of inexplicable fury rose within her.
“……”
The Demon Prince continued to maintain a high-and-mighty silence, as if he had already won and it was none of his business.
At that moment, the one who had long been eagerly waiting to reunite with Ling Yuxuan, Yuwen Jing, suddenly broke the silence. Without even glancing at Ziyan, he strode directly toward Ling Yuxuan with a fierce gaze: “Brother Yuxuan, it's been many years!”
“Hmm! Jing'er, why did you come along? Didn't your brother tell you this is a battlefield? We are definitely not here for sightseeing!”
Ling Yuxuan was momentarily taken aback.
“Since a battle is about to begin, both brothers are going to the front lines. Jing'er doesn't want to stay behind in that place living a meaningless life like retirement. Even if I die on the battlefield, I hope to be by both brothers' sides.”
Yuwen Jing spoke earnestly, tears welling up in his eyes.
“Pah pah pah—Miss Jing'er’s deep feelings are admirable, but there’s no need to be so pessimistic. Especially when speaking to those soldiers; you must not adopt such an attitude, or it will sound alarmist.”
Seeing the way she looked at her Future Husband, Ziyan felt that Yuwen Jing seemed ready to leap into her Future Husband's arms. Hearing the words about dying on the battlefield made her feel even more frustrated. Originally not intending to speak up, Ziyan could no longer hold back.
“I? I’m just worried whether we can win this war, that’s why…”
Yuwen Jing tried to interject.
“There’s no need for that. This battle is something I and Xuan Wang Ye have already calculated and are confident about, so there’s no need for you to fret over it. Unless you really like and miss the life at Qingfeng Tower so much that you want to spend your future there in sorrow!”
Ziyan decisively interrupted Yuwen Jing before he could finish his sentence.
"How could that be? Of course, I hope that one day in the future I can return to my homeland."
At this moment, Yuwen Jing felt a mix of frustration and speechlessness.
"Then you must have unwavering confidence and determination about your future life. Do not disturb our Military Morale!"
Ziyan admonished her seriously and with authority.
"Uh? I-I didn't."
Although at a loss for words, Yuwen Jing still refused to admit her mistake.
"Starting today, thank you for everything you have done for this Sect Leader, I am very satisfied. I hope to never hear you say such discouraging words in front of others again. Otherwise—there will be consequences for disturbing Military Morale!"
Thinking of this, Ziyan secretly glanced at her chest, which boasted two large and full breasts. He couldn't help but scoff: It seems this girl really fits the saying that big breasts mean a lack of brains!
Ziyan then decided: even if it meant tearing their relationship apart, he had to put her in check.
So Ziyan continued seriously, "Even if you don't genuinely want to return to your homeland for revenge, please do not implicate me in the downfall of Nanchu Kingdom."
"It was my Subordinate's oversight; having faced too many unwarranted disasters, I have always been quite pessimistic about life. However, the Sect Leader need not worry too much about this matter; leave it to me. I will definitely keep my sister's mouth in check."
Instantly realizing that Ziyan's words were indeed serious and significant, Yuwen Yu softened her tone considerably.
"That would be best!"
Ziyan nodded in agreement.
As everyone was passionately expressing their opinions on the matters at hand, suddenly there was a change in the battle on the plains in the distance. Of course, it was still changing in the direction that Ziyan had originally anticipated.
It could be seen that the tens of thousands of elite soldiers led by Strongman Wu Xiang were retreating from the enemy camp. During their retreat, just as Ziyan had mentioned, some competitive soldiers from the enemy side truly emerged, and they were among the most skilled in the enemy camp.
Only such talents would dare to pursue and attack the invading enemy without fear for their safety. Historically, it has been recorded that those who consider themselves extraordinary and are eager for battle, known as Expert, often become the ones who perish the fastest.
Thus, what awaited certain capable and valiant warriors of the Yunqi Kingdom was the arrival of death.
At this moment, they naturally had not yet realized this. Because of this, they appeared to chase after the enemy's provocations without any reservations for several miles.
By the time they reached the ambush zone, they no longer had a chance to regret or return to their main camp.
As such, by the next day, after summarizing and recalling their experiences, those tens of thousands of soldiers reported that they had sent out 20,000 troops but had annihilated nearly 50,000 to 60,000 of the enemy.
When Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan heard this number, they couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.
At the same time, Ziyan thought to himself: It seems that in the days to come, our side will continue to take rounds of gradual encroachment; I want to see how long these soldiers of Yunqi Kingdom can hold out.
During the day on the second day, there were no particularly extravagant celebrations in the camp of Nanchu Kingdom. They still chose to avoid direct confrontation with the enemy as much as possible. Instead, they kept a close watch on the movements of the enemy.
Simultaneously, Ziyan specifically instructed Wu Xiang to lead these 30,000 men to rest and remain on standby.
That night, just after midnight, it was time for the second round of wheel warfare.
Two hundred soldiers from Nanchu Kingdom, each carrying a quiver of oil-soaked arrows, surrounded the enemy's main camp. They ignited the oil on their arrows and continuously shot them towards the tents of the enemy camp.
At that moment! The area around the enemy's main camp was engulfed in flames.
That night, the Yuwen Yu Siblings and a group of martial heroes from the Jianghu once again witnessed the success of Ziyan and Prince Xuan's scheme.
In an instant, the people in this lively place stared blankly at the enemy camp.
However, at the same time, they were genuinely in awe of these two.
This overall strategy was simply effortless; their side had merely hunted down some enemies and had almost completely annihilated countless soldiers from the opposing side without sustaining any damage.
By the early morning of the next day, after counting the number of enemies killed during the second night, the total reached over 110,000 with a small remainder.
Quickly, these numbers spread throughout the military camp, instantly boosting morale.
It was still not time to celebrate; Ziyan ordered that until the enemy was completely driven out of Nanchu Kingdom, there could be no victory banquet in the camp. Not even a simple small celebration!
On the third day, during the day.
Ziyan summoned Strongman Wu Xiang and Li Yu to his side and immediately instructed them to dispatch elite teams of twenty to guard all routes leading to the enemy's flanks.
Li Yu, unsure of the purpose, boldly asked, “May I ask what is the intention behind this arrangement? A group of twenty means that if the enemy attacks, our combat effectiveness will be extremely limited!”
“Hum! Hehe…”
Ziyan couldn't help but chuckle for a moment before explaining: “Li Yu, you really are someone who has never been on a battlefield! How about I make a bet with you? I bet that the enemy will not launch a large-scale sortie today. If I’m right, what should your punishment be?”
“Uh? Hehe… let’s skip the punishment! I won’t gamble; my master is always right. If I bet against you, I would definitely lose!”
Although Li Yu couldn’t grasp Ziyan’s thoughts at once, that didn’t mean he was foolish. Thus, clever Li Yu ultimately dared not take up the challenge.
"Ha ha, you little rascal, I'll give you that."
Ziyan couldn't help but chuckle again.
"Hehe... Master, you flatter me. But Master, since you believe they won't attack us today, why send people to guard the main roads?"
Li Yu's curiosity was still alive.
"Fool! Just because they aren't launching a large-scale invasion doesn't mean they won't send a small number of people to probe our defenses, right? Especially recently, they will definitely try every means to uncover our true situation. So you must not be careless; otherwise, we will suffer great losses!"
Ziyan's words and reprimand quickly turned Li Yu's face bright red.
"…"
The next moment, Li Yu became a bit smarter. He lowered his head and silently waited for his master to speak again.
Sure enough, after rolling his eyes in exasperation, Ziyan continued, "Now you go down and sternly inform your subordinates that they must seriously pay attention to all the pedestrians on the road at this time. It's better to mistakenly detain a thousand than to let even one person slip into the enemy camp. Also, pay attention to the sky above you; if you spot any carrier pigeons, shoot them down and inspect them carefully. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Reporting to Master, we understand."
Li Yu replied loudly. Seeing Li Yu's rather comical expression, Strongman Wu Xiang, who had already guessed his Mistress's thoughts, couldn't help but want to laugh. If it weren't for the serious atmosphere at the moment, he would have probably burst out laughing!
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