The raiding army was ambushed by the chili smoke and lost the initiative. The first group of people who rushed forward hardly encountered the expected rain of arrows, so the situation immediately reversed.

Yan Shiwei led his men to attack head-on, while other generals led their men to encircle the enemy from both wings. In the early light of the sky, a flash of fire rose from time to time. It was the fire from the flamethrower.

The sound of fighting was so deafening that even the ground beneath one's feet was shaking.

Yan Shiyue simply stood on the roof of the carriage and looked over there. The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and he could already see the dense crowd on the mountain. He couldn't tell whether they were Yan's army or the enemy.

The horn sounded, the Dayan flag was waved again, the formation changed again, and a team of Dayan troops rushed towards the enemy formation like steel knives.

This was her first time to face an ancient battlefield, a bloody fight, real swords and guns... It was a dream to find Huo Qijing among thousands of soldiers. Telepathy was useless.

She simply stopped looking and jumped off the carriage, directing the people in the military hospital to prepare to receive the wounded.

The sky was bright and the fierce battle was still going on. The wounded were sent down one after another, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

Yan Shiyue helped on the side, jumping onto the carriage from time to time to look over there, until he saw the bright yellow flag representing Emperor Ming Yan moving forward quickly. It was obvious that Emperor Ming Yan had also gone to the battlefield.

Her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She rushed forward, found a high place, jumped up, and looked over there.

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At first, I could vaguely see Emperor Ming Yan, as if he and Yan Chengyuan were both gone... Where was he supposed to be in charge of the "tents"? Why is he leading the troops at his age?

She was so anxious.

But it must be said that when the emperor personally entered the battlefield, the Dayan army was like being injected with chicken blood, and the morale was unprecedentedly high.

And Emperor Mingyan and Yan Chengyuan, although both were nearly forty years old, were skilled in archery and horse riding, and they charged straight into the enemy camp with majestic and awe-inspiring manner, leading the Great Yan army all the way to the heights and winning the victory with their own hands.

Emperor Mingyan held up his long sword and laughed heartily, feeling that his ambition had returned and his heart was filled with joy.

This round of fierce fighting lasted only more than two hours, during which the Daxi army was forced to abandon their weapons and retreat in a panic. The Dayan army continued to charge for a while before calling off the battle.

Although Emperor Ming Yan was under heavy guard, he was the first to lead the charge and was injured. The wound was on his arm, but it was not serious. Yan Shiyue treated him personally. After that, he took his hand and bit it, leaving a deep tooth mark, but he said nothing.

Gu Jiuxing was caught off guard, he let out a cry, and rushed forward a few steps, not knowing whether to stop it or not.

Emperor Mingyan couldn't help but laugh and said to her, "Don't worry, Yue'er. When I was young, your father and I spent five years in the military camp. We fought side by side many times and in countless battles."

The Duke of Dai said, "The Emperor is still as brave as ever."

Emperor Mingyan smiled and shook his head: "That's a lie. I used to be able to cut through soft armor with one sword, but now, I don't have that kind of arm strength anymore." He pointed at Yan Chengyuan and said, "I thought Chengyuan could do it, but it turns out he can't. It's better this way, so no one can laugh at anyone else."

Yan Chengyuan couldn't help but smile.

Yan Shiyue was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He had other thoughts than this.

Suddenly, Jiahe outside said, "Master, Huo Xiaolang is back."

Yan Shiyue quickly packed up the bandages and went out. Emperor Ming Yan also remembered and said to Yan Chengyuan, "Huo Qijing is quite skilled. He is the most conspicuous when I glanced at him."

Yan Shiyue couldn't see anything from the back, but Emperor Ming Yan and Yan Chengyuan, who were standing at the highest point of the battle, could see it clearly. Huo Qijing was just like a steel knife inserted into the enemy camp, sweeping away everything like a whirlwind wherever he passed. Although he looked handsome, one would not have expected him to be so brutal.

He was still wondering who this powerful general was, and after asking he found out that he was Huo Qijing.

Emperor Mingyan thought for a moment and said, "He is even braver than you were back then."

Yan Chengyuan said: "It should be some internal martial arts skills."

Emperor Ming Yan nodded and tapped the table lightly with his fingers, as if he was thinking about something.

Yan Shiyue went out in a hurry and saw Huo Qijing standing outside. His whole body was red, with blood even dripping down. He looked like a human killing weapon, and the murderous aura around him had not yet subsided. It was tangible and pointed straight into the sky.

He stared at her closely until she ran out, like a ferocious beast finding its master, and then his aura slowly subsided.

Yan Shiyue looked at his bloodshot eyes.

Only then did she truly understand why some people say "bloodshot eyes". It turns out that when fighting for their lives, bloodshot eyes really would appear, and a glance at people would make them look extremely ferocious.

Their eyes met, and he handed the long knife to his left hand, freeing his right hand to hold out to her. She ran over and held his hand, and he said, "I'm fine, not hurt at all, don't worry. I just came to see you, and asked you to see me, and then I'll go wash up."

She nodded, still looking him up and down, before saying, "Go ahead."

Of course, the people in the tent could hear everything the two of them were talking.

Emperor Mingyan snorted inside and said, "Tell him to change his clothes and come to see me."

Gu Jiuxing hurried out to talk to Huo Qijing, who responded solemnly before turning around and leaving, leaving behind bloody footprints wherever he passed.

There was a river nearby, so these soldiers had no problem jumping into the river to wash. Yan Shiyue went back to get a set of Huo Qijing's clothes and asked Jiahe to deliver it to him, while she went to help the cooks cook.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. She actually had no appetite and felt exhausted as if she had been frightened.

But for these soldiers who had just come off the battlefield, they had just defeated the invaders, "They were so ambitious that they would eat the flesh of the barbarians when they were hungry and drink the blood of the Huns when they were thirsty." The bloody smell was glorious and exciting to them, and it made their adrenaline surge.

So Yan Shiyue prepared to celebrate for everyone and find more delicious food.

She brought her people out, avoiding the battlefield, and prepared to find something to eat.

This place is obviously an important long-term garrison point of the Great Raid Army. Not far to the north is the garrison of the Great Raid Army.

At this time, the place was already empty and the Dayan Army had already followed orders to search inside.

Yan Shiyue walked around the fence and saw a small piece of corn... She rubbed her eyes to make sure she was not mistaken... It was corn!!!

She rushed over, pulled aside the leaves and saw that it was indeed corn, already golden and plump, and about to mature.

Meow ha ha, that's what she said! Not an inch of land can be lost, who knows what delicious food will grow there!

She immediately ordered people to build a fence around this side, and then she picked out the ripe ones and carefully broke off a few, preparing to go back and ask Emperor Ming Yan to taste them.

The Dayan Army next to him saw it and was a little surprised: "Your Highness, what is this?"

Yan Shiyue said: "A kind of food! Delicious!"

The man scratched his head: "People eat it? But I saw this in their stable!"

"Really?" Yan Shiyue quickly asked someone to take her to see, and sure enough, she found a few bags of old corn piled in the horse feed room. They were actually used to feed the horses! !

Although the germination rate of old corn seeds is not as high as that of new seeds, they can still be planted. Yan Shiyue pointed at that one and said, "Keep this one, don't touch it! I'll tell the emperor later, everyone be careful."

The man asked, "Can I really eat it?"

"You can eat it, it's delicious!" Yan Shiyue protected the corn cob in her arms: "But I can't give it to you. If you eat it all, there will be no seeds left!"

After returning, Yan Shiyue found a pot and prepared to cook some to taste with Emperor Ming Yan and others.

On the other side, Huo Qijing was also taken to Emperor Ming Yan's tent.

The others were gone, only Emperor Mingyan was there. Huo Qijing bowed respectfully, and Emperor Mingyan said leisurely: "I just saw you killing the enemy. You are a fierce general, not inferior to your grandfather in his time."

Huo Qijing said, "Your Majesty, you are too kind."

Emperor Mingyan asked, "Are you engaged to Yue'er?"

"yes."

Emperor Mingyan said: "Yue'er is the imperial princess. If you want to marry a princess, you can't lead the army. If you want to lead the army, you can't marry a princess. What do you want to choose?"

The prince consort of the Great Yan Dynasty would have an official title of "Prince Consort Commander", which basically meant he was just a freeloader and would not hold an important official position, especially not a military officer.

No matter how you answer this question, it's wrong.