The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Mo Xiaobei rode his horse behind Gong Yu, chattering incessantly.

"Young Master, Miss Su has sent me with many fine things for you, three cartloads of braised tofu and braised beef, all of which are your favorites."

"Miss Su knows that the border region is short of vegetables, so she bought several cartloads of dried vegetables and sent them over, along with a cartload of roast goose, a cartload of braised pork hock, and a cartload of pork jerky, all of which are your favorite foods. Your Highness, you are definitely the happiest man in the world."

Mo Xiaobei turned to observe the young master's expression and, sure enough, saw the corners of the young master's mouth turn up.

The young master's unparalleled coldness crumbled the moment he met Miss Su, hehe.

"Awooo—" A wolf howl suddenly came from ahead.

Someone came to report: "Your Highness, a pack of snow wolves has appeared ahead, five in total."

Snow wolves live further north and rarely appear within the territory of Daqi. They must be extremely hungry to appear here.

The fact that the snow wolves dared to provoke such a large group of people further confirmed that they were extremely hungry.

Gong Yu knew that his men were no ordinary people and were more than capable of dealing with the wolf pack.

"Attention, safety first for everyone."

Mo Xiaobei knew that the young master was influenced by Miss Su.

In the past, when the young master encountered danger, he was always silent and taciturn. Now, however, he is different. Like Miss Su, he will emphasize safety first.

As Mo Xiaobei was thinking, the young master spoke again.

"Be careful not to damage the snow wolf's fur."

Mo Xiaobei knew without guessing that the young master intended to give the snow wolf pelt to Miss Su.

Ever since the young master met Miss Su, he would use any good things he came across to make her happy.

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In the military tents of Shacheng, the oil lamps were dim, and no one dared to turn up the wicks, because there was simply not enough oil.

General Cheng and several young officers were talking regretfully around the sand table.

"What a pity. The Crown Prince Gong is His Majesty the Emperor's cousin. He had such a bright future, but he can only die in Silver Pass City."

"Who can disagree? Such a handsome man, with such a distinguished family background, yet he still went to take the imperial examination, and what's more, he became the top scholar."

It's a pity that such a brilliant star is about to fall.

Everyone was standing because it was too cold to sit. They were standing and moving around to keep their hands and feet from getting stiff from the cold.

If there's no firewood for cooking, where would we find firewood to start a fire?

General Mu felt a strong sense of crisis, wondering, "How much longer can our Sand City hold out?"

Now that Yinguan City is gone, will the enemy attack Shacheng next? Or will they advance straight into the heart of the Great Qi?

Just then, the scouts sent to Silver Pass City to gather information returned, bringing a gust of cold wind into the military tent.

The people inside the tent were shivering from the cold; it was so cold!

"Reporting to General Mu, Yinguan City has repelled 100,000 enemy troops, and Prince Gong is already on his way back to Shacheng."

General Mu and the other young officers were stunned on the spot, unable to believe that this would be the outcome.

How is this possible? Silver Pass City actually held?

It was clearly a certain death trap! Even a god couldn't save them, yet they managed to hold on! That's just too incredible!

Has something big happened that they don't know about?

General Mu speculated, "Could it be that the other surrounding cities have poured all their resources into supporting us?"

The scout replied, "No, other cities, like our Sand City, are struggling to survive and have not sent reinforcements to Silver Pass City."

The people inside the military tent were still unwilling to believe it, but the spies in the army dared not lie.

The goatee-bearded strategist said, "How is this possible? Silver Pass City hasn't fallen yet. Could it be that Heaven is helping Silver Pass City?"

The scout explained, "I heard that five or six hundred people came from Qinghe County and completely turned the tide."

The goatee-bearded advisor laughed: "I see. There's a very powerful figure living in Qinghe County, the female general who strikes fear into the hearts of the rebels. Those five or six hundred men were most likely sent by the female general to provide support. I said before that unless it was that female general who provided support, Yinguan City definitely couldn't be defended. I never thought I was right."

I'm just curious, how did Qinghe County, with only five or six hundred people, manage to turn the situation around?

General Mu and his companions were so excited they couldn't sleep, and they kept walking around the sand table chatting.

They waited until midnight before the arrival of the Crown Prince and his entourage.

General Mu was extremely excited when he heard that the five or six hundred people from Qinghe County had all come to Shacheng with the Crown Prince.

He was eager to see if the five or six hundred men from Qinghe County had three heads and six arms, and how could a mere few hundred men have managed to force the 10-strong Northern Barbarian army to retreat!

General Mu braved the cold wind and came out of his military tent to greet them.

The goatee-bearded strategist bypassed General Mu and rushed to the front, clearly more excited than General Mu.

The goatee-bearded strategist discovered that the Crown Prince had brought back many cartloads of supplies.

His shrewd eyes scanned the surroundings, finally settling on Mo Xiaobei's face. "This young man looks unfamiliar."

"Oh, I'm from Qinghe County."

"Wow, he really is from Qinghe County!" The man with the goatee trotted forward and tightly grasped Mo Xiaobei's hand, his eyes sparkling. "You've worked hard, young general. Please come into the tent and have a seat."

So they came from Qinghe County, they must be General Su's men.

Although the goatee-bearded strategist had never met General Su, he had long admired him, so he was just as excited to see General Su's men as he was to see General Su himself.

Feeling that a handshake wasn't warm enough, he opened his arms and hugged Mo Xiaobei tightly.

Mo Xiaobei felt like she was being choked and couldn't breathe, so she quickly pushed away the enthusiastic goatee. "I won't go in and sit down. The young master and I haven't eaten yet. We just happened to hunt some snow wolves on the way."

Mo Xiaobei said to the people from Qinghe County, "Brothers, quickly process the snow wolf meat, let's roast it and eat it."

The goat-bearded man said apologetically, "I'm sorry, we're out of firewood in Sand City, so we can't roast it."

Mo Xiaobei: "Yes, we brought a lot of black coal."

General Mu and his men were overjoyed. Since the other side had sent a lot of black coal, the soldiers of Shacheng would be able to have a meal.

This is absolutely fantastic news!

Seeing that Mo Xiaobei was unwilling to enter the military tent, Goatbeard took the initiative to go in and bring out a stool, wiping it several times with his sleeve before inviting Mo Xiaobei to sit down.

General Mu and the other young soldiers guarding the city also surrounded Mo Xiaobei, asking him all sorts of questions.

Mo Xiaobei chuckled to himself. He realized that following Miss Su was much more prestigious than when he was following the young master. So many people were flattering and envying him!

The slender Deputy General Zhao put his hands over the fire to warm them, and felt much warmer. His frozen limbs gradually regained feeling.

Indeed, in a place as frigid as Shacheng, one needs a fire to survive.

Deputy General Zhao looked curiously at the burning black stone, quite surprised.

I never expected that stones could burn, and they seemed to burn longer and warmer than wood.

Seeing General Mu and the others looking at the black coal with suspicion, Mo Xiaobei felt particularly proud and explained, "Most people wouldn't think of using this black stone for firewood. It's all thanks to our General Su's intelligence that he discovered its greatest value."

Everyone present agreed with Mo Xiaobei's words.

To be honest, seeing this black stone, no one would have thought that it could be used to start a fire.

However, what General Mu and the others were most curious about was not Black Stone, but the hundreds of men sent by General Su. They wondered what skills they had used to reverse the situation.

Look at Mo Xiaobei, and the five or six hundred people who came with him. On the surface, they are no different from ordinary people. They don't have three heads and six arms!

The goatee-bearded strategist looked at the gleaming crossbow behind Mo Xiaobei and asked curiously, "What kind of bow is that?"

"Oh, this is a crossbow made from meteorite that fell from the sky."

One sentence successfully caught the attention of General Mu and the other young soldiers.

The meteorite given by God—it turns out the material used in this crossbow is a divine object!

Why did Heaven give it to General Su instead of someone else? It's clear that General Su was greatly favored by Heaven.

Those who are favored by Heaven must be powerful.

No wonder he's so young yet has never lost a game.

General Mu coughed twice, then shamelessly extended his hand, "Excuse me, young man, could I possibly borrow this treasure for a look?"

Mo Xiaobei handed it over without hesitation.

This type of crossbow is still being produced in Qinghe County, so it is not scarce for him.

The meteorite that Miss Su took from Black Wind Village was enormous; it could be used to make countless crossbows, and even the popcorn pot was made from this meteorite.

Mo Xiaobei emphasized, "It was with this crossbow that the Crown Prince of the Northern Barbarians severely injured him."

General Mu and the other junior generals all understood that it was these iron crossbows that had repelled the northern barbarians.

They huddled together, carefully touching the crossbows with their hands, their eyes filled with admiration.

Seeing the infatuated expressions on everyone's faces, Mo Xiaobei became even more smug. "This was commissioned by our General Su. It can fire three arrows at the same time, and its power is astonishing."

Mo Xiaobei picked up another crossbow, loaded it with three arrows, and demonstrated how to use it.

All three arrows struck a large, thick tree not far away, piercing through its trunk.

Everyone present witnessed the immense power of the iron crossbow and stared wide-eyed.

No wonder Silver Pass City was able to hold out, no wonder the Northern Barbarian Crown Prince was able to be seriously injured.

Anything made by Miss Su is guaranteed to be of high quality!