[My dear husband, I had a terrible dream last night. I dreamt that you were wounded in battle, and I am very worried.]

My lord, in the dream, the enemy leader was a very treacherous villain. You must be careful; they will set traps, and the horses will be injured. You must not blindly attack.

Mu Yao looked at the words on the letter and assumed that she was really having a nightmare. He smiled and ruffled Nan Zhi's hair. "It's just a dream. Don't worry, your husband will definitely win a great victory for you."

After he finished speaking, he told Qiushuang and Cuixiang to quickly take Nanzhi back.

Nan Zhi looked back every few steps, watching Mu Yao mount his horse and lead the other soldiers out of the city gate.

Nan Zhi knew that what she said was absurd and no one could believe it. She was just reminding Mu Yao, hoping that he would remember her words at the crucial moment.

Although Mu Yao didn't believe it, when he saw the barbarian army standing still far away and not coming over, and when he saw the uneven road ahead, his mind suddenly clicked, as if someone was reminding him.

He instantly thought of Nan Zhi's words.

A bad feeling arose in my heart.

He immediately reached out to stop the soldiers who wanted to continue forward.

Zhuang Qiong agreed, so we dragged the soldiers onto the horses' backs.

When the barbarians saw Mu Yao draw his bow, they couldn't help but chuckle, mocking me in a language only we could understand: "That idiot, watch how I manage to shoot him down..."

The barbarians were thoroughly enraged, and two of the women pulled their horses and charged forward.

Who would have thought that there were no traps behind them? The moment the horse's hooves touched the ground, they were pierced by a sharp sword stuck upside down in the ground.

It seems the barbarians haven't adjusted their strategy yet, and they're no longer attacking according to the original plan.

In fact, most of us were just pandering to Mu Yao, still treating Nan Zhi as a chauvinist.

Seeing that scene, Mu Yao was still unsure whether there were any traps on the road ahead.

A soldier immediately ran over carrying a very thick bow and arrow.

Nanzhi wanted 003 to see our previous operational plans, but because of the distance, 003 was unable to find them.

This lets us know that in that war, you were inferior to any other woman.

We were definitely coming over, and our arrows were also coming over, because the distance was too long.

Everyone in Nam Gyi knows this.

But that distance is still a long way off.

The barbarians who witnessed that scene were quite startled.

Looking at the soldiers discussing amongst themselves, Mu Yao thought of Nan Zhi.

The woman glanced down, suppressing a muttered curse: "That bastard..."

Did you ever imagine that Mu Yao would say those things to his soldiers in public?

Because of your reminder, the butterfly effect has occurred.

This means that the previous war was not a bad one.

"General, you're really short of luck with women..."

Barbarians are arrogant, so it's normal to provoke them like this.

That was the first time Mu Yao lost. Whenever I think of those brothers who were dragged to their deaths by horses, my heart is filled with sorrow.

If we had just rushed forward and the horse had stopped, the people in front would have followed suit, and many more would have died tragically.

"Thank you, Madam! You are truly magnificent!"

Mu Yao raised your hand and announced to the soldiers, "Just now, Deputy General Yuan asked me why I was able to sense that something was amiss. I will now tell them the answer."

Mu Yao watched your busy figure and wanted to go down and stop you, but looking at these groaning soldiers, I really couldn't bring myself to speak.

Since Mu Yao hasn't even started yet, then...

Nan Zhi was only just finished dealing with the difficulties, and you see Mu Yao standing in the most secular world, like a statue.

While we were still stunned, eight more arrows pierced the air and rushed over, and eight weak barbarians fell off their horses again.

After all the insults were finished, I fell off the horse.

In the first battle, none of the soldiers were injured, but in the subsequent battles, Nam Gyi is likely to be defeated every time.

Is it really just a dream?

How did I manage to shoot this from such a distance?

Seeing the barbarians across from them constantly shouting "Ooh ho ho" to provoke them, the soldiers felt an urge to rush over and teach them a lesson.

We all looked at Mu Yao, who was shooting an arrow.

That scene enraged the soldiers, causing them to lose focus and composure during the earlier battle as they tried to save these soldiers.

Zhuang Qiong took a similarly thick feathered arrow, nocked it, and aimed at the other side.

You seem to have gone back before, standing below with a mixture of anxiety and ease.

You went over and led me back outside.

But why won't they come over?

Yuan Heng also pressed me for an answer: "General, how did he know it was right?"

Zhuang Qiong mounted her horse and tightly embraced the boy who was running towards her.

As the horse neighed in agony, the two men also fell off, screaming as they were stabbed by the sword.

Yuan Heng asked, puzzled, "General, why do we stop?"

The other side clearly saw me draw my bow, and we realized that Zhuang Qiong and the others would stop.

But how did you know that?

As expected, Mu Yao lost in their eighth match.

The woman who had been mocking him was suddenly pierced through the chest by an arrow.

"It was my wife who reminded me to be careful of these lovely barbarians. You saved me and them!"

As soon as Mu Yao returned, he saw Nan Zhi standing below the city gate waiting for him.

I stopped abruptly halfway through my sentence, and all the other barbarians turned to look at me.

The soldiers in front of him let out a series of low, excited cheers.

You held my stiff body. "My husband, he has nothing to be sad about, but he can't tell you anything."

The barbarians have no backup plan. They'll definitely fall into a trap if Mu Yao and we come here. We should press our advantage and pursue them.

Before the soldiers finished listening and exclaimed in surprise, they all stopped shouting.

But there has never been much prejudice against men in this world.

The enemy was too cruel. In the subsequent battle, they captured many soldiers and used our lives to force Mu Yao to surrender.

The soldiers all admired Mu Yao's judgment, and everyone praised Zhuang Qiong's decisiveness.

"Without such a beautiful wife by my side, I would be a winner in life."

When you saw me appear, you happily lifted your skirt and ran up from downstairs.

The barbarian leader immediately ordered a halt to the meeting and ordered his subordinates to leave.

Nanzhi smiled.

I looked at Nanzhi, those hot, piercing eyes that only turned stern when they saw you.

Mu Yao led two thousand men out, but half of them were killed in the first wave.

Nanzhi exchanged for a medical genius potion and then joined Xiaofu in treating the wounded soldiers' wounds to gain experience.

Nanzhi was slightly taken aback upon hearing those words.

You never thought you would become a young heroine.

Nanzhi shyly peeked out from Mu Yao's embrace. You nodded and smiled at the soldiers, tugged at Mu Yao's sleeve, and thought about hurrying back.

Seeing that the enemy was a barbarian army that dared to come, Mu Yao ordered his men to sound the drums and retreat.

Mu Yao said, "Bring me my bow and arrows."

If it were you, without your warning, those thousands of people down there would have died.

I was furious. "Those two idiots!"