Outside Yunzhou City, a large army stood in dark formation, led by a white-clad man wearing a wolf-tooth mask, who was staring menacingly at the city before him.

Originally, the Meng Kingdom should have taken over Yunzhou City seven or eight years ago. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Ji Mohan, who disrupted their plans, they wouldn't have been able to conquer Yunzhou for so long. Now, it's truly a blessing from heaven for the Meng Kingdom.

On the gate tower of Yunzhou, several generals were watching the movements of the Mongol bandits below the city with binoculars. Those damned Mongol bandits must have learned that His Highness Prince Han was not currently in the army to be so arrogant!

"Second brother, what should we do now? His Highness Prince Han is not in the army, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold off the Mongol invaders." The baby-faced boy said with a frown.

"Yunlong, quickly send a letter to His Highness, and then tell your father, General Yun, to submit a memorial to His Majesty. Go now," said the refined young man holding a fan. However, the huge scar on his face did not detract from his elegance at all; instead, it added a touch of sinister charm to him.

"Understood, Second Brother, I'll go right now." The baby-faced boy glanced unwillingly at the impending storm below the city, then turned and ran towards the camp behind.

"Song Jue, don't look so gloomy. Those damn Mongol bastards are attacking. Let's just take them down!" said another young man next to the refined young man holding a fan, with a twig of foxtail grass in his mouth, arms crossed, in a nonchalant manner.

"Wei Ting, why are you always so impulsive? If His Highness were here, he would surely reprimand you." Song Jue said helplessly to the clear-eyed young man beside him. What a reckless fellow!

"Oh dear, oh dear, good Song Jue, since His Highness is not here now, as long as you don't say anything, His Highness will definitely not know. This matter is known only to Heaven, Earth, you, and me, okay?" Wei Ting pulled the stem of the foxtail grass out of his mouth and threw it away, then put his hands together and looked at Song Jue in a flattering manner.

Song Jue sighed helplessly. Not to brag, but the people in the army were all brainless. No wonder His Highness had tied him up from Cangshan and placed him in the army. His Highness had indeed had a hard time these past few years, having a bunch of brainless people around him!

Wei Ting was clueless, and Yunlong was unhappy! Unexpectedly, His Highness had actually collected both the Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix; it was truly no easy feat.

Looking at Wei Ting, who was trying to act innocent, Song Jue said helplessly, "Don't be so impulsive next time. I won't tell His Highness Prince Han this time."

"Ahhh, really? Song Jue, I knew you were the best!" Wei Ting said excitedly. If His Highness found out, he would definitely be punished with twenty strokes of the military rod. That damned Li Shang, in the past when His Highness punished him with military rods, Li Shang always laughed at him. Humph ╯^╰.

Looking at Wei Ting, who was happy over the smallest things, Song Jue couldn't help but be infected by his joy. No wonder Wei Ting always caused trouble, but His Highness didn't scold him too much. It was very easy to get along with someone whose emotions were written all over his face, because even if you tried to scheme against him, he wouldn't be able to tell and would just keep laughing like an idiot.

Song Jue thought for a moment and said, "Wei Ting, go to Yunzhou City to find His Highness the Crown Prince, explain the situation here, and ask His Highness to take charge of the overall situation."

“But His Highness the Crown Prince…” Wei Ting retorted without looking up. Between loyalty to His Highness and loyalty to the royal family, he would always choose loyalty to His Highness.

If the future emperor is not His Highness, then he might as well not be loyal to this lousy court.

"Go quickly!" Song Jue knew what he wanted to say. Among them, Wei Ting was the most loyal. Once he made up his mind about someone, he would never change it, even if it meant death.

Wei Ting stubbornly raised his head and confronted Song Jue, but he quickly gave in. Although he wasn't smart, he knew that now was not the time to act impulsively. Wei Ting turned and left, riding a fast horse towards Yunzhou City.

Song Jue had just been feigning a nonchalant expression, but after Wei Ting left, he instantly became serious. It seemed that the Mongol Kingdom was bound to have a fierce battle with them today. Song Jue looked at the dark mass of Mongol soldiers below the city, and the tall, imposing man at the head of the army wearing a wolf-tooth mask.

Meng Shang, the second prince of the Meng Kingdom, is brave and resourceful in battle. He is the heir personally recognized by the emperor of the Meng Kingdom, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, Meng Shang will be the next monarch of the Meng Kingdom.

While Song Jue was staring at the wolf-tooth mask, the people below the city were also observing those on the city wall. They saw that Meng Shang, from a great distance, made a gesture as if he were shooting someone with a bow and arrow, intending to provoke the general of Yin. After he made the gesture, the general of Meng laughed loudly, intending to mock the cowards of Yin who were hesitant to fight.

Sure enough, when the Yin generals saw this scene, their fists hardened. Those damned Mongol traitors were simply too arrogant. Some of the young and hot-blooded generals gritted their teeth and said, "Hmph, they are just defeated enemies, yet they dare to be so arrogant."

"That's right, they did this precisely because His Highness Prince Han wasn't here!"

"General Song, let us go and meet the enemy!"

The general behind Song Jue said angrily, but Song Jue remained unmoved. The number of troops under the city was more than twice that of the Yunzhou City garrison. It would not be easy to defend Yunzhou City!

"General Li, go and evacuate the people in the city," Song Jue said in a cold voice.

"Your subordinate obeys!"

"General Wu, go and assemble the troops. Make sure they are assembled as quickly as possible."

"Your subordinate obeys!"

"General Si, go to the neighboring city of Hezhou to borrow troops, and return quickly." However, it would take at least a day and a night to reach Hezhou, and it was uncertain whether they could hold out until then.

"Your subordinate obeys."

Song Jue arranged matters large and small in an orderly manner, but now the Northwest was suffering from a severe drought, and the army's food and fodder could only last for a week at most. In addition, the army's water supply was also running low.

After arranging all the affairs, Song Jue looked up at the gray sky and thought, "Your Highness, I hope you can return soon!"

Just as Jing Xi and Ji Mosheng came down the mountain, they heard Ji Mosheng's personal guard running up breathlessly, his face serious, and saying, "Your Highness, the general outside the city has reported that the Mongol army has already reached the gates of Yunzhou City."

"What?"

"What?"

Jing Xi and Ji Mosheng said in unison, "The Mongol army is at the city gates. It seems that war is about to break out again."

"Prepare a midnight snack and prepare the horses. I need to go to the military camp," Ji Mosheng said.

"Your Highness, the military camp outside the city is too dangerous. You should stay inside the city!" Ye Xiao's voice grew softer as the Crown Prince looked at him with displeasure.

“Ye Xiao, in such a dangerous situation, my brother has been guarding this place for more than seven or eight years. When my brother went to the battlefield, he was only fifteen years old. He has suffered all these years, while I have been enjoying wealth and honor in the capital. Now that my brother is gone, it is time for me to take on the responsibility that I have been missing for so many years,” Ji Mosheng said sternly.

He and the royal family have both failed their elder brother.