The situation on the western border was changing rapidly. Nurhadu now assembled the elite troops of the Western Rong and the two major military camps under Xue Yuanchu's command, with flags fluttering and morale soaring.

They were not only trying to defend the dignity of their homeland, but also to recover the territory occupied by the Northern Di and avenge their previous humiliation.

War drums boomed, horns blew, and on the city wall of Nurhadu, soldiers lined up in neat rows, their armor gleaming with a cold light.

Their eyes were firm and resolute, revealing their fearlessness and anticipation for the upcoming battle.

Xue Yuanchu, wearing armor, stood on the city wall, gazing into the distance in the direction of Beidi, his heart filled with the desire to serve his country.

At the command, thousands of horses galloped, raising clouds of dust. The Western Rong troops and the camp led by Xue Yuanchu were like two sharp swords, piercing the heart of the Northern Di.

They crossed the grasslands and crossed the rivers, advancing like a broken bamboo, and were unstoppable. The Northern Di army was defeated by their offensive and could not organize an effective resistance.

The battle lasted for several days, every moment filled with thrills and intensity. But no matter what difficulties they faced, the coalition forces of Xirong and Xue Yuanchu demonstrated amazing resilience and combat effectiveness.

They cooperated with each other, advanced and retreated together, and forced the Beidi army into a desperate situation.

In the heat of the battle, news suddenly arrived that Guanyan had fallen into a trap while pursuing the enemy and was seriously injured. Upon hearing the news, Xue Yuanchu immediately ordered Guanyan to be sent back to the camp and summoned a military doctor for emergency treatment.

Inside the tent, the atmosphere was tense and solemn. Guan Yan lay on the bed, his face pale and sweating profusely from pain. The military doctor squatted down and carefully examined Guan Yan's injuries, discovering that his right foot was bleeding profusely, the wound deep enough to reveal the bone.

"What's going on?" Xue Yuanchu hurried into the tent, his tone revealing deep worry.

The military doctor raised his head, his brow furrowed. "General, the trap Guanyan stepped into was extremely vicious. It not only caused severe external injuries, but also damaged the bones. Furthermore, I found a scar on his toe, which seems to be an old injury."

Xue Yuanchu approached the bed and looked down at Guanyan's wound. Sure enough, on one of Guanyan's toes on his right foot, there was a distinct scar that stood out from the surrounding skin. Startled, he turned to the military doctor and asked, "What's this wound?"

The military doctor sighed and shook his head. "I don't know either. But judging by the shape of the scar, it looks like it was completely cut off by something sharp. Furthermore, it was cut through the bone. I wonder who could be so cruel as to do such a brutal thing to Guan Yan."

Xue Yuanchu was staring at the unconscious Guanyan in the tent, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

He recalled the long-lost brother that Eunuch Chen Jin had mentioned to him before, and the characteristics described in the description had many similarities with Guan Yan.

Meng Liangzheng's previous behavior suddenly became clear in his mind. Could it be that he impersonated someone else because he knew the secret?

The war against the Northern Di went extremely smoothly under Xue Yuanchu's command. Several successive victories not only pushed the Northern Di army back, but also boosted the morale and confidence of the soldiers at the border.

Every day, battle reports flew into the camp like snowflakes, each one recording the bravery and military exploits of the soldiers.

That afternoon, sunlight filtered through the cracks in the tent, shone on Xue Yuanchu's face, bringing a touch of warmth. He was dealing with many post-war matters when suddenly, a personal soldier hurried in, holding a letter in his hand, his face brimming with joy.

"General, your letter from home has arrived!" The personal soldier handed the letter over with both hands.

Xue Yuanchu was delighted upon hearing this. He took the letter and tore it open eagerly. His mother, Hong Yingrong, wrote clearly on the letter, each word revealing her longing and concern. In the letter, his mother told him that his wife, Jiang Shuxiu, had safely given birth to a son. Both mother and child were safe, and everything was fine at home.

Xue Yuanchu read every word in the letter, and an indescribable excitement and joy surged in his heart. He imagined his son's tender face and his wife's gentle smile, and his heart was filled with warmth and happiness.

"Great! My Xue family has a successor!" He couldn't help but shout loudly, his voice full of excitement and pride.

The soldiers outside the tent heard Xue Yuanchu's cry and guessed what had happened. They all smiled. They knew that General Xue had always been worried about his wife and children at home, and now receiving such good news was really joyful.

Xue Yuanchu carefully tucked the letter away and placed it in his arms. He stood up, walked out of the tent, and looked up at the distant sky. There was the direction of his hometown, where his wife and children were.

His heart was filled with longing and worry, but also with determination and strength. He knew that he had a more important mission to accomplish, which was to protect this land, his family, and the people.

"Pass the order down, the entire army will attack early tomorrow morning! We must drive the Northern Di out of the border in one fell swoop!" Xue Yuanchu ordered loudly, his voice full of firmness and determination.

The next morning, before the first ray of sunlight had spread across the earth, Xue Yuanchu was already wearing armor and standing on the platform to review his generals.

He looked around at the soldiers lined up in neat rows, each one in high spirits and full of fighting spirit. He knew that at this moment, they were ready to fight for their country.

"Soldiers!" Xue Yuanchu's voice was loud and firm, echoing in the morning breeze. "The Northern Di bandits have repeatedly invaded our borders and bullied our people. Today is the day for us to avenge our past humiliation and enhance our nation's prestige! We must use our courage and wisdom, our blood and sweat, to safeguard our homes and our loved ones!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers were filled with excitement and shouted in unison: "Protect our homes and our loved ones! Kill the enemies and serve our country, and enhance our national prestige!"

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