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Chapter 86 Sir, will you protect me? Ling Yu's first battle
"Your Highness, are you not afraid of death?"

Xiao Xinyue stayed in Yueyang obediently, and nothing happened to her.

But if you decide to go to Beilie, it’s hard to say.

Mingchen looked at the bright beauty and asked with a smile.

"I'm scared~"

Xiao Xinyue lowered her eyes, played with the wine glass in her hand, and said, "But... sir, there are always things that must be done."

"Xinyue hasn't left Yueyang in the past twenty years! I want to go out and take a look~"

"Since this matter started with me, I must also be there at the end~"

"Xiao Xinyue is me, the Second Princess is me. There's no need to separate them. If 'Second Princess Xiao Xinyue' dies, I'll die too."

"If going to Beilie can help me gain some bargaining chips for Qianyuan, then Xinyue will be willing to do it."

She raised her head, spoke in a clear voice, and looked at Mingchen with bright eyes: "At the very least, it can be seen by the world, by the enemies, and by the younger generations that the princess of Daqian is not a coward hiding in the shadows."

Mingchen smiled: "Really~"

Although they are both members of the royal family, the world seems to have ignored this second-born princess, knowing only that she is a beauty and the cause of the war in these troubled times.

But people don't know that she is equally intelligent, equally enthusiastic, equally kind... and possesses qualities that the outstanding prince lacks.

And what she lacks, perhaps... can be made up during the journey.

"Besides..."

After speaking her mind, Xiao Xinyue smiled slyly and turned to look at Mingchen: "Sir, will you protect me?"

"Tsk tsk tsk~"

Mingchen sighed and shook his head with a look of regret: "It's hard to say~"

"Hahaha~"

Xiao Xinyue smiled casually, and still had the heart to joke with Mingchen: "That's fine~ It's nothing more than that Xinyue has been following Mr. by her side since his death~"

"Your Highness, what you said is a bit scary..."

"Just kidding, sir. Just do what you need to do."

……

night,
There was a breeze, and the green leaves fluttered and fell, landing on the hard helmet.

The capital city is prosperous, with singing and dancing.

The northern border, however, was filled with a desolate and grim scene.

It had just rained, and the ground was damp. As time gradually entered autumn, the temperature dropped, making the nights in the north even cooler.

The mountains were silent, devoid of human habitation. Soldiers hid on both sides of the valley, feeling the harsh environment was excruciating.

Some people couldn't help but look up and secretly look towards the highest point.

The new young general was there.

He had only recently arrived, and the news hadn't spread yet. The man sent from the capital had a mysterious background. It seemed that even the generals held him in high esteem.

As soon as he arrived, he adjusted the city defense layout and made adjustments to a series of contents such as training, duty, military discipline, etc.

But his figure doesn't look very convincing, and I don't know if he is some young master sent here to gain merit.

The war was intense. The Beilie Army came with great force and fought bravely, forcing the Qianyuan Army to retreat step by step.

Qian Yuan hadn't won for a long time, and many people were pessimistic, hoping only to save their lives. The army's morale was low, and no one knew if this man really had the ability to turn the tide.

It rained recently, so the new general led his troops to this desolate mountain to ambush, and no one knew what he wanted to do.

And what about the person who is the focus of everyone's attention?
Ling Yu frowned, squatting on the top of the mountain, looking quietly at the north with a calm expression. No one could tell what the new general was thinking.

After leaving the capital that day, she traveled day and night and arrived at the northern battlefield in three days.

The border area is miserable and the people are living in dire straits. It is completely different from the affluent Kyoto.

But Ling Yu preferred this place. The air here made her feel comfortable. The prosperity of Kyoto was fake, and the desolation here was real.

She felt very uncomfortable sitting in the capital enjoying herself, and only by coming here could she realize her value.

Time was running out, so she rolled out all her preparations in the shortest possible time. Despite facing many doubts, fortunately, the person in charge, General Qu Yangshu, still recognized the imperial edict.

The recent rain had been incessant, and the ground was muddy. The enemy's base in Guanxi was low-lying, and Ling Yu was certain they would break camp and relocate to a town ten miles away to avoid the rain.

If the soldiers and horses are not moving, the grain and grass will go first.

The food and grass would also have to be rerouted. She was familiar with the terrain of the three states on the battlefield and expected that the enemy would take this route to transport food.

So, she brought a small group of people here to ambush at night.

This is the difference between being on the battlefield and watching from afar.

She can seize any opportunity at any time and anywhere to take action and turn the tide of battle little by little.

Time passed slowly, and she looked towards the north with a burning gaze. As the governor of three states, she personally participated in this small ambush.

Cutting off a food supply route and destroying a corps will not cause any serious damage to the Beilie Army.

But this small victory is very important to her and Qian Yuan.

Qianyuan hasn't won for a long time.

The enemy attacked the city recklessly, and the Qianyuan army's morale was low, so they could only defend themselves and not venture out, gradually eroding each other's military strength and resources.

The Beilie Army doesn't like to drag things out, but Qianyuan can't afford to drag things out any longer, as the prince only gives her one month.

Unless there is a great victory that turns the tide of the war, the envoy will set off regardless of success or failure.

Time is running out, she needs a victory to open up the situation and also needs this victory to prove her strength.

The master's reputation will always belong to the master, not hers.

The army is a place of reality. Only by leading soldiers to victory can you gain their respect. Leading them to death will earn them contempt.

The night was quiet, and time passed incredibly slowly. Ling Yu stared intently at the end of the mountain road, her heart feeling as if it were being frying in a frying pan.

No one knew how long it had been, but some of the exhausted soldiers could no longer open their eyes.

Suddenly, tiny sparks of fire appeared in the distance.

Suddenly, Ling Yu's eyes lit up.

The sound of horse hooves hitting the ground came from afar. Under the bright moonlight, they could vaguely see a team of several hundred people slowly walking towards them.

coming! coming!
As the group of people got closer, Ling Yu unconsciously held his breath and his heartbeat quickened.

Everything was just as she expected.

……

"Brother, when do you think this war will end?"

The grain transport team moved forward slowly.

The night was drowsy. A soldier yawned and looked at the vast and uninhabited mountains. He shook his head and asked the grain transport officer beside him.

Compared to the soldiers fighting on the front lines, their work is much easier, even a little boring.

"Come on, come on!"

The grain transport officer looked into the distance and smiled softly: "General Tian is the pillar of our Beilie State. He has never lost a battle~"

"Those good-for-nothings from Qianyuan are no match for him."

"In a few days, General, you will break through the three passes of Qianyuan and lead our cavalry straight to the capital of Yueyang, avenging Beilie's seventy years of national hatred..."

When talking about his commander, the grain transport officer's eyes lit up and were full of respect.

And at this moment,
"Whoosh!"

The sharp arrow broke through the air.

(End of this chapter)