The next day, dawn broke.
In the past few days, the Tartars have set up camp outside the city. In order to prevent the Tartars from launching a surprise attack in the middle of the night, the guards have been guarding the city day and night.
Fortunately, Lu Qiqi had a solution: the soldiers all had beef jerky on them and skewers of flatbread on their shoulders.
On snowy days, there's no need to prepare water. When thirsty, just grab a handful of snow, put it in your mouth, and let the warmth inside your mouth melt the snow, regardless of whether the snow water is dirty or not.
At that moment, for them, being able to fill their stomachs and witness day and night once more was an incomparable blessing.
After all, once this battle begins, it will be a scene of bloodshed.
Lu Qiqi lifted the tent flap early, preparing to head towards the wounded soldiers' camp, when she saw Nineteen, dressed in armor, rushing towards the city gate.
Watching Nineteen's retreating figure, she thought to herself, 'This is bad!'
She knew in her heart that Song Yanqing would never send Nineteen to the battlefield; at most, he would just assign him a task.
They ostensibly wanted to have Nineteen protect her.
It seems that this little bastard, Nineteen, must have secretly gone to the battlefield without telling Song Yanqing.
Lu Qiqi glanced in the direction of the wounded soldiers' camp and figured that with Imperial Physician Ren in charge, nothing serious would go wrong.
She untied the cloak she was wearing, retracted her spatial storage, and ran in the direction where Nineteen had disappeared.
Dressed in a red outfit, she ran wildly through the snow, trying to catch up with Nineteen and bring her back.
But when she ran to the city gate, she still couldn't see Nineteen.
Without a second thought, she could only rush up the city wall alone.
Lu Qiqi was dressed in a red outfit, her long hair tied up high with a ponytail hanging down her back, looking very heroic.
The soldiers standing on the city wall quickly noticed her.
An Shi stood by the city wall, directing the soldiers to move the arrows to a more accessible location.
When he looked up, he saw Lu Qiqi's eye-catching figure. He patted the Shadow Guard next to him, signaling him to direct the soldiers to continue moving the weapons.
Immediately, he walked quickly to Lu Qiqi's side and said, "Princess, the Tatars are leading their troops to the East and West camps. A great battle is imminent today. This place is dangerous. You should hurry back to the wounded soldiers' camp with Nineteen."
Lu Qiqi had come specifically for Nineteen, and she said, "I saw Nineteen coming in armor."
Upon hearing this, An Shi wanted to spank Nineteen's ass.
What kind of time is this to happen!
However, it is practically impossible to find someone among nearly 30,000 people right now.
An Shi said, "Don't worry, Village Chief. Nineteen has been clever since childhood and will definitely not get hurt."
Upon hearing this, both of them knew it was meant to comfort the other.
Lu Qiqi understood this principle. Just as she was preparing to leave the city, she heard the Tartars blow their horns and the sound of war drums rang out continuously.
Suddenly, she remembered something, "Where is your young master?"
Logically speaking, Song Yanqing should be on the city wall facing the enemy at this time, as the commander-in-chief is where the spirit of the general resides.
The army is here! The morale of the army is here!
An Shi's eyes flickered slightly as he said, "General Feng died in battle, and his body was never found. Now, his remains have been turned into artifacts by the Tartars."
"Your Highness, Your Highness, he..."
As he spoke, An Shi's words became increasingly unclear, until finally he didn't know how to explain it to Lu Qiqi.
Lu Qiqi understood what Song Yanqing was going to do: he was going to open the door to meet the enemy and retrieve General Feng's remains!
No wonder Song Yanqing had her rush to produce a large number of thunderbolts; it turns out they came in handy at this moment.
Lu Qiqi curled the corners of her lips and said softly, "When will your young master open the city gates to meet the enemy?"
Before An Shi could utter a sound, the sound of the city gate opening was heard.
The massive city gate slowly opened, the sound loud and drawn-out.
Lu Qiqi walked quickly to the city wall, lowered her head and looked down.
Clad in a red robe and armor, Song Yanqing sat high on his horse, holding the reins in one hand and a spear in the other, leading the Jin soldiers slowly out of the city.
Lu Qiqi searched carefully among the soldiers leaving the city, but did not see Nineteen.
Where has he gone to hide?
The soldiers filed out, and 20,000 troops marched out of the city gates, a magnificent and grand spectacle.
Lu Qiqi looked up and saw the Tartar army of 70,000 men approaching the border town with a clear objective.
The contrast between the two situations is particularly stark, highlighting the enemy's strength and our weakness.
Lu Qiqi felt a sudden tightness in her chest.
She knew in her heart that Song Yanqing was not someone who blindly faced the enemy with passion, and that he must have made some arrangements this time, but she was still worried.
Lu Qiqi asked, "An Shi, what preparations did your young master ask you to make?"
An Shi knew that Lu Qiqi had a very close relationship with the Crown Prince, but the Crown Prince had given him many tasks.
For a moment, he didn't know where to begin.
He then briefly outlined a few key actions.
Lu Qiqi understood Song Yanqing's plan and didn't say much. However, she had already decided to stay on the city wall and not go back to the wounded soldiers' camp to help.
She said, "Just do as your young master instructed. There's no need to worry about sending people to protect me."
She was on the city wall. If the Tartars could really build a ladder on the city wall, cross the wall, and open the city gate, she could hide in her spatial dimension to save her life.
An Shi recalled the prince's instructions before he left, telling them to obey Lu Qiqi's orders when necessary.
He didn't say much, bowed, said "Take care," and then turned and left.
A commotion arose beneath the city gate, followed by a loud bang as the gate slammed shut and locked, trapping everyone outside the city.
The Tartar army stopped at the city gate, facing the Jin army from both sides.
Ajitai personally led his troops this time, wearing black iron armor and riding a fine horse. He saw that the enemy's army was only one-third the size of his own.
He felt victory was in his grasp, and that the Great Jin flags on the city walls would soon be replaced by his Tatar golden flags!
He waved his hand slightly, and his trusted aides shouted, "Attack!"
At his command, a tremendous, earth-shaking sound erupted beneath his feet.
The shouts from the Tartars were incessant, as if they were about to swallow the entire Jin army whole with their gaping maws.
Song Yanqing held a long spear in his hand and glanced down at the cloth bag at his waist.
Meanwhile, An Yi, standing to the side, couldn't help but touch the cloth bag at his waist, somewhat eager to try, and shouted loudly, "All soldiers, listen to my command, prepare to meet the enemy!"
One call and a hundred responses.
The soldiers replied in unison, "Yes!"
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