Chapter 339 Victory
As for weapons, Qi Jun urgently borrowed new weapons from the garrison of nearby cities, and a batch of old weapons could be replaced as early as tomorrow.
Modifying tactics is not difficult. Now the Crown Prince has become the one making the final decisions in the army, and Xiahou Zhong follows the Crown Prince's lead. Whenever he gives an order to decide on the tactics and order of battle, no one below disagrees.
After a period of reorganization, finally, at dawn that day, the guards on the watchtower lit a signal fire to indicate an enemy attack!
Led by Xiahou Zhong and his son, the Qi army quickly formed ranks, donned their new weapons, and prepared to meet the enemy.
On the watchtower, the flagpole rustled, and the sound of armored vehicles clashing echoed like a tide.
The moment the bugle sounded, Qi Yuxuan clenched her sleeves, looked at the splint hanging on Qi Jun's chest, and said with some uncertainty:
"Cousin, do you think this time it will work out?"
The young crown prince lowered his brows as he looked at the troops jogging away from the military camp. A corner of his black cloak was lifted by the morning breeze, revealing a glimpse of a short sword at his waist.
"Don't worry, the chances of winning this battle are not small. Besides, judging by the dates, they should be making their move today."
The Yue Kingdom made a bad move first, so they shouldn't blame them for finding another way.
South Vietnam was never a united rope, but a loose bunch of sand forcibly gathered together by violence. It could not be broken from the outside, but how could it be disintegrated from the inside?
As far as they knew, the most powerful force in the Yue Kingdom was the Nangong family.
There's no need to completely turn them against their cause; just instilling rebellious thoughts in them, and their greed and desires will plunge the Yue Kingdom back into chaos.
The capital of the Yue Kingdom at this time.
The Nangong family had been seemingly protected but actually placed under house arrest by Xuan Yuanze long before Nangong Nian let go of the little girl surnamed Ye. The entire Nangong family mansion was guarded by soldiers every five steps and sentries every ten steps, so that not even a bird could fly out.
Nangong Nian was forced to stay at home for a long time, copying things like "Rules for Women," "Instructions for Women," and "Admonitions for Women." Every three days, someone would come to collect the copies for inspection, and if the copies were not copied well, they would have to be copied again.
She was seething with anger and had nowhere to vent it. When she saw someone from the palace arrive, she was so furious that she threw the copying materials at them.
"Bullshit! I'm not copying anymore! It's been so many days, if Xuan Yuanze wants to kill me or torture me, just give me a quick death. Does he enjoy torturing people so much? Is he out of his mind?!"
She unleashed a torrent of abuse without restraint, and the servants in the room had already knelt down in unison, trembling with fear, not daring to offend their mistress.
The palace servant who had been hit on the forehead by the writing brush wiped the ink off his face, then looked at Nangong Nian, whose chest was heaving with anger behind the long table, and suddenly revealed a very sincere smile:
"Why should Miss Nangong punish herself for other people's mistakes? If you don't want to copy, then don't. After all, the Prince is currently recuperating from his injuries and has no time to deal with such trivial matters."
He had barely finished speaking when he saw Nangong Nian's dangerous gaze shot over.
Then, she suddenly stood up, casually drew a long sword from the sword rack beside her, and held it against the palace servant's neck.
She sneered, "You want to die? You want to drag the Nangong family down with you, a eunuch?"
She had truly experienced firsthand the methods of Xuan Yuanze.
They dismissed the Nangong family from their official positions, imprisoned all members of the Nangong family, and even forced him to copy all sorts of useless and nonsensical things.
If she really dares not to copy and openly defies, that madman Xuanyuanze might next wipe out the entire Nangong family and completely erase their traces in Yue Kingdom!
He says what he means, and he really does it.
After she finished speaking, she saw the palace maid glance around, as if she wanted to say something to her alone.
Nangong Nian also came to his senses. This person came from the palace. How could he say such things to him? Even if he wanted to drag the Nangong family down with him, he would definitely be the one who died the most tragically. Wouldn't that be a thankless task?
What is he after?
She quickly dismissed the servants of the Nangong family and pressed her sword forcefully against their necks.
The blade was so sharp it could cut a hair in an instant. A bright red line of blood appeared on the opponent's neck, as if Nangong Nian could sever his throat completely with just a little more force.
"Tell me, who exactly are you?!"
Xuanyuanze arranged for strict guards. Apart from delivering food every three days and sending people to check her copying results, all other outings were prohibited.
This person has the ability to impersonate a palace servant and enter the Nangong family, so he or someone behind the scenes must have some ulterior motive.
The palace attendant continued to smile, unmoved by the long sword at his neck, and said slowly, "Miss Nangong, would you be willing to make a deal with me?"
"If this succeeds, the Nangong family will regain its former glory and return to the pinnacle of power in the Yue Kingdom; if it fails, I can still ensure that the Nangong family will live in peace for a hundred years, and that no member of the family will suffer any loss."
His voice was almost bewitching, but after hearing him say a few words, Nangong Nian unconsciously loosened his grip on the longsword.
However, she quickly regained her senses and said in a vicious tone:
"Nonsense! If you don't tell the truth, I'll kill you right now!"
The man dressed as a palace servant remained expressionless.
"Alright, Miss Nangong, do as you please. But... have you thought this through? This may be your only chance to rise again. If you kill me, the Nangong family will be forever trampled under Xuan Yuanze's feet, forever a groveling dog."
"You!" Nangong Nian was furious. "You're being evasive and dodging the issue. Is this your sincerity?!"
The man raised an eyebrow: "It seems Miss Nangong is willing to talk to me."
Nangong Nian snorted coldly, "Speak, I'm listening. If you dare to utter another word of slander against the Nangong family, the sword in my hand will take your life in the next instant!"
The border region.
Dozens of red flags fluttered in the wind, and amidst the deafening battle cries, General Niu smashed a Vietnamese soldier's shield formation with a single hammer blow. Laughing heartily, he charged into the Vietnamese army, wielding two heavy hammers weighing dozens of kilograms each, and quickly felled more than a dozen Vietnamese soldiers.
"That was great! That was great! I haven't had this much fun playing in ages!"
The casualties in this battle were so few that when he looked around, most of the people around him were his own! How long had it been since he had felt this way?
More than two months ago, they suffered a defeat in their first battle, but they still had to force themselves to believe that it was just a coincidence and that it was definitely not because the Vietnamese army was too strong and they were no match for them.
But with each defeat and witnessing their brothers die beside them, they became despondent and stubbornly insisted that the Yue Kingdom must have used various treacherous schemes and that the Qi army must be the strongest.
Unexpectedly, after just a few words, I resolved my inner conflict, changed my weapons and fighting style, and was able to fight so smoothly today!
General Niu's admiration for the Crown Prince, especially Princess Chang Le, had reached its peak.
He never said that women were useless except for giving birth; sometimes women were much more useful than him, a rough and uncultured man.
As the sun slowly sank into the evening glow, the sounds of battle in this world gradually subsided.
The Yue soldiers were in complete disarray and hastily retreated, lowering their flags and drums. The Qi army did not pursue them, but instead linked arms with each other as they headed back to their camp.
As they laughed, tears began to stream down their faces.
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