But this time it was different from before, because Murong Yue was behind him.

Murong Yue would write a letter every few days, not to inquire about the battle situation, but to ask her 'good friend' if it was cold or hot there, and if the food was good...

He carefully kept every letter.

I watch them one by one every night before I go to bed.

It made Wu Yi's teeth ache just looking at it.

Tonight is the night for the planned final assault; no matter what, he must take the city ahead.

Once this city is captured, the Liao Kingdom will be in our hands!

Yan Qinghe clenched his fist.

"General, someone has arrived outside," Wu Yi announced as he entered with a complicated expression.

"Who has arrived? An envoy from Liao? Or someone from the imperial court?"

Yan Qinghe's gaze remained fixed on the sand table.

Wu Yi couldn't say anything for a moment, so he stepped aside to let the person behind him in, saying, "You can see for yourself."

Yan Qinghe looked up and saw Murong Yue, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, standing at the entrance of the tent.

She stood there at the doorway, the light shining from behind her, and she looked like a fairy standing in the light.

"Moon!"

In his haste, Yan Qinghe didn't address the emperor as "Your Majesty." He stood up and appeared beside Murong Yue, pulling her into his arms.

Well...

Wu Yi grimaced and quickly retreated, waving his hand to tell everyone outside the tent to stay away, while he personally guarded the area.

Honestly, when he saw His Majesty appear alone outside the military camp riding the Flaming Horse, he felt like the sky was about to fall...

This was the first time Yan Qinghe had embraced Murong Yue so warmly.

Murong Yue felt his chest was as hot as a brazier, and she felt a little feverish.

You're hurting me.

Yan Qinghe quickly let go, looking down at Murong Yue's face with a mixture of surprise and delight in his eyes, "Why has Your Majesty come?"

"this..."

Murong Yue scratched her head. "I don't know either. When I was feeding Lieyan last night, it threw me onto the horse's back and brought me here."

She pouted, looking a little aggrieved.

Yan Qinghe held the person in his arms again, gently.

Once something happens, it will happen again; if you can hug someone the first time, you can hug them a second time.

Now that His Majesty has arrived, we can no longer launch a full-scale attack. The chances were already only fifty-fifty to begin with, so he needs to be more cautious now.

Two hours after Murong Yue arrived, Qi Yuan followed with his men.

When Qi Yuan saw Yan Qinghe, his eyes were filled with resentment.

Yan Qinghe chuckled foolishly.

However, this time Qi Yuan brought with him the latest research and development from the Ministry of Works: a cartload of huge kite-shaped tools.

"The Ministry of Works has already tested it, and it can carry a weight of 200 jin."

With proper training, they can land accurately at the designated location.

Wu Yi stared in disbelief, dumbfounded. "So, people can really fly? Won't they fall to their deaths?"

Qi Yuan explained, "Therefore, we need to train parachuting first, and then train kite flying."

"We cannot guarantee that everything will go perfectly, so it would be best if General Yan and His Majesty did not go."

Next, Qi Yuan's attendants demonstrated how to use the flying kite in front of Qing Li's army.

The attendant spurred his horse to a nearby hilltop, and if it weren't for the red scarf tied around his head, he would have been invisible for a while.

He waved from below, then leaped off the cliff.

ah--

Everyone below gasped in shock; how was this any different from suicide?

The next moment, the folding kite behind him opened with a bang, and he gripped the horizontal bar with both hands, propped his legs on the horizontal bar behind him, and straightened his back.

The speed of descent immediately slowed down.

People saw him circling in the sky like a large bird, and he could even control his direction.

Upon landing, he turned around, jumped off the kite, rolled twice on the ground, and then stood up.

Quickly fold the kite left and right, and up and down twice, and the kite becomes an object the size of a shield.

People were speechless for a long time; it was truly amazing.

Then the attendant demonstrated it again, except this time he put away the kite in mid-air, simulating a situation where the kite was broken or hit.

People's hearts were in their throats.

Even Murong Yue was seeing this for the first time – this Ministry of Works!

The man remained calm, tugged at his back, and suddenly an umbrella-like object rose up behind him.

He held the umbrella with both hands and slowly landed on the ground.

"Your Majesty, General, the demonstration is complete," he said, proudly raising his head.

He was the most talented kite flyer in the training.

Yan Qinghe's eyes shone with an adorable light. With this flying kite, what city could possibly stop him?

Qi Yuan brought a total of fifty flying kites this time. The number was not large, but it was enough to suddenly land in the city and open the city gates.

The army began training a flying kite squadron.

Murong Yue stopped watching after observing twice, because she also wanted to fly, but Qi Yuan and Yan Qinghe wouldn't allow it.

She could only say, "Soldiers, flying kites are wonderful, but they are far less precious than your lives."

"It is good to be brave in fighting the enemy and not afraid of danger, but never lose your life to protect the kite."

"What you need to do is to go out alive to kill the enemy and come back alive. Everything else is trivial. Qingguo will protect you at all costs."

A single flying kite costs a thousand taels of silver because the materials used are both light and sturdy, plus labor costs.

In other countries, countless soldiers die protecting their weapons, but in Murong Yue's eyes, none of them are as important as their lives.

Dying in battle to expand territory is an honor, but dying to protect a weapon, in her view, means the country has failed and is a disgrace.

Her words caused an uproar among the troops.

Many people were moved to tears, sob sob sob—

How could Your Majesty be so kind?

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