The Southern Chen army was in an uproar, wishing they could rush up and kill Ashina Yeting right now, but Shang Shaoyan glanced at him calmly and then smiled: "Little Khan, Yang and I only take people as sons-in-law. If you withdraw your troops, I can take you back to Shengjing, but don't even think about the position of the principal wife. Being a male concubine will be enough for you."
Ashina Yeting's expression changed slightly, but he quickly put on a smile: "It seems that the county princess wants to have a good fight today?"
Shang Shaoyan didn't speak, but simply raised the large knife in his hand high to show his attitude.
Ashina Yeting narrowed his eyes, and then drew his sword.
Just as everyone was locked in a stalemate, Shang Shaoyan rushed towards Ashina Yeting at top speed. The soldiers behind her split off from both sides, with light cavalry in front, infantry in the middle, and heavy cavalry behind. The Western Turkic army was mainly composed of heavy cavalry. They charged forward in a chaotic manner, seemingly without any strategy, but their strength lay in their destructive power.
Shang Shaoyan brandished her knife, slaughtering all the Western Turks who rushed at her, wanting to take her head.
Her face was filled with ruthlessness, and her fair skin was stained with blood. She wielded the heavy sword, which weighed dozens of kilograms, with ease. No one survived her attack. When the Southern Chen army saw this, their morale soared, and they fought with all their might.
Ashina Yeting had somehow gotten behind Shang Shaoyan and raised his sword to stab her in the shoulder.
Shang Shaoyan's perception was always sharp. She immediately frowned and lowered her body slightly. Ashina Yeting's sword missed its mark. His expression changed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shang Shaoyan slashed backward with the knife in her hand and flipped her body, blinding one of Ashina Yeting's horses in one eye.
The horse neighed and reared up, struggling painfully to throw off its rider. Ashina Yeting's face darkened, and he quickly cut off one of the Southern Chen light cavalrymen behind him, then mounted the horse. This series of actions did not take much time, but the battlefield is ever-changing. In just a few breaths, Shang Shaoyan had killed all the elite soldiers protecting Ashina Yeting.
Ashina Yeting looked at Shang Shaoyan in shock and a slightly disheveled state. Shang Shaoyan raised an eyebrow and smiled, then raised his sword and slashed Ashina Yeting on the shoulder, rendering him unable to move. He then dragged Ashina Yeting onto his horse and charged out of the encirclement with unstoppable momentum.
A vacuum gradually formed around her, and no one dared to approach. The soldiers of the Western Turks saw their general and little Khan being captured by Shang Shaoyan, and for a moment they hesitated. This hesitation revealed their weakness, and the Southern Chen army immediately continued to fight, clearing a path for Shang Shaoyan.
Instead of immediately capturing Ashina Yeting and leaving, Shang Shaoyan used tremendous force to tie Ashina Yeting to a horse's tail before continuing the battle.
Ashina Yeting: "..."
He frantically wiped his face with his free hand, but was quickly kicked by a passing soldier.
While fighting, Shang Shaoyan casually said to Ashina Yeting, "You'd better protect your face, or you won't even be able to be my male concubine."
Ashina Yeting: "..."
He gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell wants to be your male concubine!"
He secretly thought to himself, "If I can get this damned county princess to talk to me a few more times, I can wear her down and maybe I can take the opportunity to kill her!"
Shang Shaoyan seemed to have seen through his thoughts and ignored him completely.
Soon, two-thirds of the Western Turkic army was killed, and the remaining third was defeated and turned away from the border of Shuocheng.
Hua Qing wanted to press his advantage, but Shang Shaoyan stopped him.
She said succinctly, "Going back is suspicious."
Ashina Yeting, who was secretly delighted and waiting for her to give chase, was speechless.
After reorganizing his army on the spot, Shang Shaoyan glanced around and saw that the Southern Chen army had also suffered heavy losses, with almost all of its infantry gone. With this in mind, he led his army back to Shuocheng.
As she tied Ashina Yeting up and dragged him behind the horse, she raised an eyebrow and smiled at him: "I'm not planning to chase after them, are you disappointed?"
Ashina Yeting: "..."
To kill someone is to destroy their spirit! To kill someone is to destroy their spirit!
...
The battle raged from noon until nightfall. Shang Shaoyan, who possessed superhuman strength and martial arts skills, had never been on a battlefield before and was quite exhausted. She ordered a curfew tonight and forbade any celebrations or drinking. She then entrusted other matters to Mr. Xin, Mo Xing, and others, and personally imprisoned Ashina Yeting before dragging her weary body back to her tent.
Qiao Xiuyu had been anxiously waiting inside the tent. When she saw Shang Shaoyan being surrounded by many people, covered in blood and staggering in, she rushed forward in a panic to support her: "An'an, are you injured?"
Shang Shaoyan glanced at him without saying anything, but the composure in his eyes clearly indicated: Do I look like I'm injured?
Yu Tan chuckled and said, "We owe our victory today to the county magistrate. Not only did we win the battle, but we also captured Ashina Yeting, the little Khan of the Western Turks!"
Shang Shaoyan waved his hand weakly: "You guys should go back quickly, there's still a lot to do. I'm starving, I need to eat."
Everyone: "..."
All you can think about is food, as expected of you, County Princess.
After everyone left, Shang Shaoyan lay sprawled on the bed, too lazy to move, letting Qiao Xiuyu tidy up for him.
She was so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep when she suddenly realized that Qiao Xiuyu had stopped moving.
Shang Shaoyan opened his eyes groggily, looking at Qiao Xiuyu with some confusion: "What's wrong?"
But Qiao Xiuyu kept her head down, not saying a word, and pursed her lips, ignoring her.
She was startled and quickly got up to approach Qiao Xiuyu, blinking her eyes: "What's wrong? Are you angry?"
Qiao Xiuyu, after being stared at by Shang Shaoyan for a long while, pointed to Shang Shaoyan's ankle and said in a hoarse voice, "You're injured."
Shang Shaoyan looked down and saw that a piece of flesh had been ripped off his left ankle. Qiao Xiuyu had accidentally touched it while wiping it, and it was bleeding profusely.
Shang Shaoyan touched his nose and said, "It's normal to get injured on the battlefield."
Qiao Xiuyu tilted his head, his delicate and beautiful face expressionless. He simply looked at Shang Shaoyan and said, "I know that getting injured is inevitable."
Shang Shaoyan smiled and kissed his cheek: "Then what are you angry about?"
Qiao Xiuyu touched the spot where Shang Shaoyan had kissed her, lowering her eyelashes: "I don't know what I'm angry about. You're doing what you want to do. You protected Shuocheng and the border of Nanchen today. I'm not angry with you. I'm probably... angry with myself."
Why was he angry with himself, but he didn't say anything? Shang Shaoyan puffed out his cheeks and looked at him, but he just looked away.
After a long while, Qiao Xiuyu managed a weak smile and said, "An'an, you must stay safe, okay?"
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