On Xiao Lanyi's side, their food supplies were running out. This wasn't the first time the enemy had cut off their supplies first. When it comes to warfare, most people with a brain would focus their main efforts on securing food supplies.

Moreover, during this siege by Da'an, many routes were led by the people of Dayan.

They suffered so much, so much so that they had no hope of survival, so much so that they could see the end of their days ahead.

What if we could have someone else in charge of them?

As long as we can live, we're willing to be anyone's subjects.

The traitor must be killed, but not now. The priority now is to eat our fill, and then deploy our troops to break through Da'an's encirclement.

"Then let's take the mountain path."

The silver-armored female general stood in front of her warhorse and pointed to the map in her hand.

"Even if we just bump into them, it doesn't matter. The mountain road is difficult to travel, and even if there are many of them, they can't get in. This is the limit for us."

"Yes, General."

Fu Zhong spent several days on the road changing his mind. Before, he kept saying "Your Majesty" all the time, but Qing Song kept nagging him.

"Don't call her 'Your Majesty' when you're out in public, call her 'General.' 'General' sounds much better."

"I'm used to calling you that, I can't change it."

"Forced modification!"

The mountain path was rugged and difficult to traverse. Xiao Lanhua, holding a long sword, walked at the very front. According to the rules, she should have been in the middle, but her life in the deep palace for the past ten years had been too stifling.

She was already tired of seeing these flowers and grasses when she was a girl. At that time, she hated walking on mountain paths because there were many insects and snakes, but as the daughter of a marshal, she couldn't complain.

But looking at these things now is truly refreshing.

—Whoosh! The arrow pierced the air.

"Report! General, there are approximately three thousand Da'an troops at the foot of Wuli Mountain ahead."

Xiao Lanhua looked at the group of less than two thousand people behind her; there was nowhere left to go.

As the arrows fell at her feet, the silver-armored female general looked up at the densely packed cavalry at the foot of the mountain, her banner waving slightly.

"Transport the supplies to the middle of the column, then we'll charge out."

This time, she was accompanied by retired members of the Xiao family army. The emperor wanted the Imperial Guards and the garrison outside the capital to come with her, but Xiao Lanhua refused.

It's not that there aren't real martial arts practitioners in the Embroidered Uniform Guard; there are very few. They're mostly scions of aristocratic families who just coast along.

As for the garrison in the capital, they are not convinced of their own authority and are bound to cause all sorts of trouble along the way.

Fortunately, the old man from before is still alive.

Xiao Lanhua submitted a memorial to the emperor and sent a sum of money to the families of everyone in the group.

"As always, this money is to put your minds at ease at home."

The female general stood at the palace gate before setting off and said this.

"The money has been given, but it's not for buying your lives! Dongyu will be fought back! You men must fight with all your might and come back alive! Even if your legs are broken, crawl back to the camp!"

"yes!"

Xiao Lanhua drew a long sword from his waist, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. The horn sounded, and the tip of the sword pointed to the sky.

"Shields up! Charge!"

She hadn't experienced that feeling that gave her goosebumps in a long time.

Behold, the female general took the lead, wielding her long sword like a swimming dragon, her face now warmed by a warmth she hadn't felt in a long time.

Xiao Lanhua took a deep breath, a smile on her face.

That's the feeling, that thrill of dying at any moment.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment for our family."

Qingsong could keep up with Xiao Lanhua, but Fuzhong couldn't. It wasn't that he lacked martial arts skills; he was capable, but he was nervous because it was his first time on the battlefield.

Xiao Lanhua escorted the supply convoy ahead, while he led a small force to cover the rear. This was the safest approach. Once they passed through the encirclement, their elder brother's outpost would be just ahead.

They will definitely come to help as soon as they see it.

"Your Majesty, please move back a little."

Fu Zhong's shouts faded into the midst of the battle; helpless, he could only follow Xiao Lanhua closely.

What should I do if my wife is too brave in killing enemies?

Only then did Fuzhong understand the pity that Qingsong always talked about.

Such a fierce general, if placed on the battlefield, would surely kill countless enemy soldiers.

But our master just wants to keep her in the harem, so he just leaves her there.

The sounds of fighting and roaring engines left Fu Zhong somewhat disoriented. He struggled to turn the reins around and get to Xiao Lanhua's side, shouting to her...

"Your Majesty, you go first, I will lead them to cover our retreat."

The female general looked at the supply wagons that had already charged out and nodded.

"Qingsong, let's go."

Logically, the remaining small group of people should have been able to fight their way out together, since they had already reached the border. However, the little eunuch noticed that a soldier was trapped and couldn't get out, so he rode back to rescue him.

"Fuzhong! Let's go!"

Xiao Lanhua shouted from the front.

Your Majesty, you can't just leave whenever you want.

The soldier finally escaped just as Fu Zhong slashed the horse's rump; otherwise, he would still be arguing with him.

The chief eunuch of Shuhua Palace threw down his knife as he watched the approaching enemies.

His hands were clasped behind his back.

My wife said, "As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn."

What if I survive?

He has always had a good attitude.

If you don't have a good attitude, you can't work for Xiao Lanhua. After all, my lady loves people who can make people laugh.

Xiao Lanhua didn't have time to go back to save Fuzhong; the most important thing now was to transport the grain to her elder brother.

Xiao Lanyi received a message from the sentry post that a group of people rushed out from the foot of the mountain; judging from their clothing, they were Xiao family soldiers.

In the distance, red and green flags alternated, and the war drums beat rhythmically.

"Lanhua?"

Xiao Lanyi's breathing became erratic, and even his trusted confidant beside him was somewhat envious.

"It's Lan Hua, General, it's her!"

This figure gradually overlapped with her image as a young boy in my mind.

Back then, his younger sister would also ride over on horseback to rescue him from the mud.

Where in war can you not lose people?

Which battle was not arduous?

Back then, whenever he was imprisoned, it was always his own father who came to his rescue, followed by his sister who wielded a long knife.

Later, when his father died, his sister became the one who came to his rescue.

Later on, no one could support Xiao Lanyi anymore.

"elder brother!"

The female general dismounted and rushed to him, tightly embracing Xiao Lanyi, who was clad in armor.

Why did you come here?

“The Prince of Zhenbei went to great lengths to bring me here.”

"Brother, there's no time for catching up. Give me another five thousand men, and I'll go save Fuzhong."

Xiao Lanhua wiped away her tears and immediately reached out to her brother for help. They could catch up anytime, but saving lives was the most important thing.

"What happened to Fuzhong?"

"He was captured while trying to break through the encirclement."

Hearing this, Xiao Lanyi turned around, his armor clanking as he spoke to the person beside him.

"Xue Cheng, gather five thousand soldiers and go with Lan Hua to rescue people."

"yes."

Xue Cheng stared at the female general beside him, lost in thought for a long time.

Xiao Lanhua looked up, a little angry, and said...

"Gather the troops! Hurry! We'll check back later!"