The other generals with some prestige sat on the left and right.

The remaining soldiers were seated on the open grass outside the yurt.

The soldiers gathered around the fire, holding wine jars, ready to drink to their hearts' content.

Looking out, the grass outside the main yurt was a sea of ​​red.

As soon as Qiu Yan and her three companions sat down inside the yurt, they were met with disdain from the other generals, who thought to themselves, "What makes this woman worthy of sitting in such an important position?"

Actually, Qiu Yan didn't want to sit either.

She is a low-key person and originally wanted to find a corner to sit in.

"As you all probably already know, this victory banquet today is hosted by the Chanyu for General Yuwen, to reward General Yuwen and all the soldiers for their bravery in capturing several cities in the Western Rong!"

Huyan Xun said a few words, raised the large bowl in his hand, and clinked glasses in the air.

Even though Huyan Xun's words were perfunctory, they still made Yuwen Xian's mood suddenly improve.

His eyes crinkled with a smile, a far cry from his previous sullen demeanor.

He raised the large bowl to Huyan Xun, then toasted each of the generals, and finally drank it all in one go.

The other generals also drank it all in one gulp.

His gaze fell on Qiu Yan and the other three. Qiu Yan took a small sip of tea instead of wine and put it back in its place.

Ling Ba and the other two merely touched lips slightly.

Huyan Xun's gaze settled on Qiu Yan, he smiled at her, and finally said loudly:

"Everyone, please don't be shy tonight. Eat and drink well. Tomorrow, the army will set off!"

Huyan Xun's tribe was aware of his decision, so they did not ask any further questions.

Looking at the table full of meat in front of her, Qiu Yan really had no appetite at all.

The three men behind him, Ling Ba only touched their chopsticks briefly, clearly not having much of an appetite.

Xuanming and Xuanying were starving. After months of fleeing famine, they hadn't eaten much and were only hoping to follow Qiu Yan and get another full meal.

During the meal,

"Chanyu, let's have another match, we definitely won't lose!" Yuwen Xian's words were full of defiance!

As he spoke, he stared intently at Xuanming and Xuanying, his anger still lingering.

"Qiu Yan, what do you think?" Clearly, Hu Yanxun agreed with Yuwen Xian's statement.

He was also dissatisfied.

He was allowed to compete again, which fulfilled his wish.

Another competition? That's impossible. Qiu Yan doesn't want to waste all her time in this northern desert.

She stood up, clasped her hands in a fist salute to Huyan Xun, and her calm and composed expression revealed the demeanor of a female knight-errant.

"Chanyu, General, if you truly want to have a contest, there will be plenty of time later. Why worry about this short period? The soldiers are in a hurry to get on their way. At this moment, let's not waste our energy on a moment of anger."

Qiu Yan silenced the two with a few simple words.

Yuwen Xian curled his lips in disbelief. He truly couldn't believe that a woman could possess such an imposing aura.

What kind of woman is this Western Region princess that the Chanyu just brought back?

Looking at Qiu Yan, he picked up the large bowl in front of him and said to Huyan Xun:

"Chanyu, when is your wedding date set for the princess of the Western Regions?"

Qiu Yan...where did this princess from the Western Regions come from?

Huyan Xun: "After the Central Plains are pacified, I will elope with the princess."

Qiu Yan is not a princess from the Western Regions, but she ruined her plans with the princess from the Western Regions, so she has to take responsibility.

When Qiu Yan noticed that Hu Yanxun was looking at her, she could hardly maintain her faint smile.

This is clearly talking about her.

This was the first time Qiu Yan had been spoken to so cryptically, and her face darkened.

She grasped the key phrase: "Princess of the Western Regions."

But the princess of the Western Regions is not her!