border.
On the battlefield, flags fluttered, drums thundered, and the two armies faced off, the atmosphere tense to the extreme. A gust of wind howled past, stirring up a cloud of dust, adding a touch of bleakness and solemnity.
The shouts and sounds of metal colliding were intertwined.
The 50,000 elite soldiers brought by Shi Yechen were outnumbered and were almost wiped out. Fortunately, Jiang Qiao led his troops over.
Jiang Qiao watched as more and more people died. The blood had already dyed the dust red, as if the sunset was painted on the ground, so desolate.
There are too many soldiers from the Southern Qiang, and the Northern Han Kingdom has no advantage this time, so it can only hold on.
It is not a good idea to continue in this stalemate. I hope we can get real support soon.
Jiang Qiao wiped the blood off her face. Her voice was sonorous and hoarse as she ordered, "Soldiers of Hanbei, retreat!"
…
Shi Yechen had already taken advantage of the chaos to hide in the Nanqiang camp and discuss with the Nanqiang leader Burtu.
Burtu was no longer as respectful to Shi Yechen as he had expressed in the letter, but he was still quite polite, speaking in his broken Central Plains dialect, "Fourth Prince, this time, if we join forces, we will achieve the best outcome."
For a long time, Nanqiang has been a vassal state of Hanbei Kingdom, but in recent years, its ambitions have grown and it has made many small moves, which Shi Yechen helped to conceal.
The two sides reached an agreement that while there were insufficient troops available in the capital, Nan Qiang would help Shi Yechen force his way to the throne. The only requirement was that after Shi Yechen became emperor, the subordinate relationship between the two countries would be terminated.
Shi Yechen still couldn't stand Bultu's ugly face, so he just warned him, "I advise you not to have any inappropriate thoughts. The fact that Nanqiang, a small country, has grown to where it is now is a testament to my dynasty's kindness. Now that you've helped me, I will naturally remember your kindness and will receive what I deserve in the future."
Of course, Burtu knew this. He never did anything without confidence. "Your Highness is right. So what do you think we should do now? The Hanbei military camp has already retreated. If we, the Southern Qiang, take advantage of the victory and pursue them..."
"No! A fight to the death is not the outcome I want. The Nanqiang soldiers must stay and follow me into the capital. We can't waste them any longer." Shi Yechen frowned and interrupted him, his eyes gleaming with uncontrollable sharpness. "Don't worry, they won't last long without food. In two days, when they can no longer hold on, we'll catch them all in one fell swoop!"
…
Hanbei Military Camp.
"I never imagined that the Fourth Prince had already been in cahoots with Nan Qiang!"
"He will also take 50,000 elite soldiers with him to die!"
"General, what should we do?"
…
At this point, all the soldiers already knew about Shi Yechen's conspiracy, and emotions were running high. They couldn't accept that the person they admired and respected at the time would behave like this!
Jiang Qiao started coughing violently. She could feel the wound on her waist aching slightly, and even the joints between her bones hurt.
The soldiers below were waiting for her to speak, they were looking forward to victory soon.
Jiang Qiao straightened his back, raised the sword in his hand, and his eyes flashed with fanaticism. "Article 1 of the Hanbei Kingdom's national law: regardless of status, traitors shall be executed!"
"He should be executed!"
"He should be executed!"
…
"General, can I come in?"
Shitou stood in front of Jiang Qiao's tent holding a bowl of hot water.
"Come in."
Jiang Qiao had just bandaged his wound and was now polishing his sword.
Although Shitou was young, he was very sensitive. He could always find out what was different about Jiang Qiao. "General, are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Qiao skillfully took the hot water he brought and drank it, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "No."
Shi Tou looked at her face, which was so pale that it was almost bloodless, without saying a word. He gave her the water and left. Shi Tou always respected Jiang Qiao.
…
In the past few days, Jiang Qiao asked the soldiers to have a good rest, but it was not possible to hide all the time. The food sent by the herdsmen was almost eaten up.
So that night, Jiang Qiao led the remaining 70,000 soldiers to attack the Nanqiang military camp, catching the Nanqiang off guard.
The swords were unsheathed, flashing with cold light, and the war began again.
The Southern Qiang soldiers were awakened from their sleep and fled in panic.
Amid the chaos, the battle continued fiercely.
Jiang Qiao pulled out the sharp sword from the body of a Nanqiang man. The wound on her lower back was bleeding. She turned around and saw the familiar figure.
Shi Yechen was also looking at her. In his memory, Jiang Qiao was not like this. "Long time no see."
The only response he got was a flash of sword.
Jiang Qiao did not hold back at all, and every sword strike was aimed at Shi Yechen's heart with a ruthless determination.
Shi Yechen took out his sword and blocked them one by one. He smiled and said, "Why? Life in the military camp is not easy, right? If you are injured, don't insist on going. I'll give you one chance. If you beg for mercy..."
"I said I would kill you with my own hands, Shi Yechen, let's say our final goodbyes!" Jiang Qiao said and started to attack again.
They rushed towards each other like lightning, their swords clashing with a crisp sound. Every exchange was a contest of strength and skill, sparks flying everywhere.
Jiang Qiao's swordsmanship was flexible and varied. He quickly avoided Shi Yechen's attack and launched a fierce counterattack.
Shi Yechen's injuries seemed to have completely healed. He responded with tenacious defense and fierce attacks, not giving Jiang Qiao any chance to breathe.
As time went on, Jiang Qiao began to show signs of fatigue, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, her movements became slow, and her defense began to show flaws.
She seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. Shi Yechen was a little stronger than she had imagined.
[Wangcai, is this skill fake? Why do I have no strength? ]
Wangcai scanned Jiang Qiao's body. OK, three bloody holes...ˉ\_(ツ)_/ˉ
[Host, please do not question the system's output. You are not able to do it now because you have accumulated too many injuries. Come on!]
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