After a short rest, he packed up his things and prepared to leave. Liang Shuyi held Shuang'er, who was a little grumpy because she was forcibly woken up, and looked at the person who was about to leave with tears in her eyes: "You must come back safely. When you come back, give our child a good name."
"Hmm." Chen Xin gently kissed Liang Shuyi's forehead, then gently touched his unborn child, and then looked at Shuang'er lovingly: "Shuang'er, can you kiss daddy?"
Xiao Shuang'er glanced at him and then, unsurprisingly, dodged away. Perhaps, she just hadn't figured out where she had seen this person before.
Liang Shuyi saw the sense of loss in Chen Xin's eyes and comforted her softly, "Don't be sad. When you are together more often in the future, she will be familiar with you and will call you naturally."
Chen Xin smiled helplessly and said, "Shuang'er, Daddy is gone. Take good care of your mother and aunt, and be good."
Just as Shen Xin turned to leave, a call as soft as a cat's meow, "Daddy," stopped him in his tracks. A grown man stood there, weeping uncontrollably. He had only one thought in mind: to return; even if he had to lose an arm or a leg, or even if he only had one breath left, he would return to be with the two most important women in his life.
...On the battlefield, before the two armies officially engaged, according to international custom, a round of shouting followed. These shouting sessions weren't random; they were intended to discourage the enemy from their vain struggles, and to dampen their arrogance and boost our own army's morale. Simply put, before the two sides engaged in a life-or-death struggle, they first determined who was superior, a process that would profoundly impact the outcome of the battle.
Qingliang Valley and the entire South Vietnamese army knew early on that Beimo had fallen out with them. At first, everyone in the army was indeed disappointed, but this disappointment soon turned into anger, and this anger also became the nourishment of the soldiers. Such a treacherous person did not deserve to die.
Wang Yanzhou looked surprised at first, then shouted to the other side: "Hey, isn't this Hudu Khan? What's going on? Could it be that the Khan and all the Northern Desert cavalry have been captured by Tianshu Tower and taken prisoner? If they've been kidnapped, please let me know and I'll send someone to rescue you immediately."
When the two armies were facing each other, Wang Yanzhou took the initiative to speak. In addition to Wang Yanzhou, Wang Nianqing and the Qilin Guards, Xiao Liang on the side waved his hands, and then led the soldiers behind him to retreat quietly and tacitly. At first glance, it seemed that they had distanced themselves from them, but in fact, the many archers who had been preparing not far away had also put their bows and arrows on the strings early, as if they were fully prepared.
The Khan of Beimo sneered. Wang Yanzhou's words were really interesting. He asked questions even though he knew the answer. It really was the way these hypocritical people liked to talk. "Your Highness is really a joke. Seeing how calm your entire army is, I think you knew it a long time ago. Then I will not hide it anymore. The basis of cooperation between the two sides is profit. Now that we are cooperating with Tianshu Tower, what we, Beimo, can get is not just the seven cities promised by your Highness."
After saying this, the Northern Desert Khan paused for a moment, then gently tapped his forehead and raised his voice, saying, "Oh, how could I have forgotten? It's even a question whether His Majesty's words will count. It seems my decision was absolutely correct."
Wang Yanzhou actually knew that his identity was questionable, but now was not the time for them to talk nonsense. Facing Hu Du's ridicule, Wang Yanzhou also asked calmly: "I know that the Khan has some good things, but do you really think we won't be prepared?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions on Hu Du and Xia Hou Qing's faces suddenly changed, and the power of the words quietly shifted to Wang Yanzhou. After Hu Du and Xia Hou Qing exchanged glances, Hu Du whispered to the people around him and said, "...Come here, quickly check the status of the artillery."
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Seeing this, the armies of Qingliang Valley and Nanyue straightened their backs. They had artillery, so what? They trusted their commander, Wang Yanzhou. Since they had said not to worry about the artillery, then there was no need to worry.
Wang Yanzhou also looked relaxed and at ease. He took out a folding fan from the bag on his horse's back and fanned himself leisurely. "Don't be anxious, Khan. Why are you so nervous? You're making me look like a tiger that will eat people."
Facing Wang Yanzhou's ridicule, Hu Du was unwilling to be outdone. "It's really interesting to talk to the prince, but why didn't you meet the Grand Tutor of Nanyue? Could it be that the people of Nanyue are all cowards who, seeing the wealth and power of Qingliang Valley, abandoned their Grand Tutor and defected to Qingliang Valley, committing treason?"
Naturally, these words would cause quite a stir in the ears of the South Vietnamese soldiers. In fact, they also wanted to know the answer to this question. Although Shi Zairong did not know martial arts and would probably die on the battlefield, he was their spiritual symbol, so they had to hear what Wang Yanzhou had to say.
Wang Yanzhou smiled and said, "Grand Master is extremely respected. Besides, with such a large army, there has to be someone behind the scenes to call the shots. If the men on the battlefield charge into battle and die in the desert, won't someone be needed to manage the situation? Apart from other things, the Grand Master's military and political skills, even if he's not on the battlefield, can provide immense support to our army from behind."
Upon hearing this, Hu Du maintained his condescending tone and said, "Your Highness is so thoughtful. Hu Du is ashamed of himself."
"No, Khan, you are exaggerating. When it comes to feeling inferior, it is we who are the ones to feel ashamed of ourselves. We don't have the courage or the ability to lose our own royal seals." Before he finished speaking, Chen Xin rode a tall horse and slowly walked over from the army behind Wang Yanzhou until he stood shoulder to shoulder with Wang Yanzhou.
The moment he saw Chen Xin appear, Hu Du's face turned green: "Chen Xin, why are you here!"
These words left the Northern Desert soldiers bewildered. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to hold a high position in the army, but it was unlikely to be higher than Wang Yanzhou. Hu Du had been fearless in the face of King Qingliang just now, so why had his attitude changed so drastically after seeing this man?
Chen Xin chuckled and said, "Khan, don't get so excited, otherwise all your men will believe my nonsense and be fooled by me."
Hu Du was slightly stunned. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before he composed himself and said, "...Humph, do you think you can shake the morale of my Beimo army with just one sentence?"
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