"Pa!"
A hard object smashed into Lin Muyu's face, but he quickly caught it with one hand. It was a piece of dry, hard bread. He looked up and saw that the person who threw the bread was a child about ten years old. His face was full of childishness. His grandfather's face was ashen as he hurriedly said, "Sir … this child doesn't know any better. Please don't blame him …"
Lin Muyu looked at him indifferently, then her gaze fell on the child. "Why did you throw bread at me?"
The child's eyes were filled with hatred that didn't match his age. "You dogs of the empire, why don't you let the Yihe Nation's army enter Lanyan City? As long as they enter, grandpa will be able to obtain land and our family will be able to eat soft bread every day."
Lin Muyu smiled and rode up to him. She looked down at him and said, "Are you sure the Yihe Nation's army will give you bread after entering Lanyan City and not take away what you still have?"
The child shook his head. "No, the Yihe Nation's army is all good people!"
On the side, Wei Chou slowly walked over with his sword in hand and said indifferently, "Commander, as long as you give the order, this subordinate will execute this ignorant little bastard for attacking the imperial army."
The child's grandfather immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. "Sir, please don't. He's still young and doesn't know any better. Please don't kill him."
Lin Muyu shook her head and said, "Forget it. Let's go and let everyone rest early."
"Yes!" Wei Chou nodded.
However, at this moment, a cold brick smashed into Xiahou Sang's face with a swoosh, causing his nose to bleed profusely. Xiahou Sang was already injured and looked like he was on the verge of death. He raised his head and saw that the person who smashed him was a young man in his twenties. In a fit of rage, he immediately drew his sword and shouted, "Bastard, you don't want to live anymore?"
The young man quickly turned around and disappeared into the alley.
Xiahou Sang wanted to give chase, but Lin Muyu hurriedly said, "Xiahou, come back. Don't give chase. Don't cause unnecessary trouble."
Xiahou Sang's face was full of grievance. His eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. "Sir, I, Xiahou Sang, have been loyal to the Empire all my life. Aren't we protecting these lowly commoners by fighting for the Empire? Why do they treat us like this? I, Xia Hou, have never suffered such injustice in my life … "
Lin Muyu said indifferently, "You and I are both soldiers of the empire. This is something we must bear. Enough, let's go back to camp."
"Yes!"
…
Just as Lin Muyu and the others were about to enter the Eagle Nest Battalion's campsite, a messenger from the Flying Mount Battalion suddenly galloped over and happily said, "Commander Lin, it's a success! Success! "
"What succeeded?"
"Our plan worked! The Autumn Wind Town in the east is on fire!"
"Oh?"
Lin Muyu hurriedly went straight to the northern city wall. The moment she climbed up the city wall, she saw the eastern fire soaring into the sky. Sure enough, the Autumn Wind Town where the volunteer soldiers were hoarding rations was on fire. It seemed like the people from the Longdan Army Camp had succeeded!
The sound of messenger birds flapping their wings could be heard in the air. A bird slowly landed. Lin Muyu took the letter tube and looked at it. It was a letter from Luo Yu. "Sir, the mission has been completed. The rations camp in the Autumn Wind Town has been reduced to ashes. They sent 40,000 soldiers to defend it. The Longdan Army Camp lost 5,000 soldiers and many were injured. Please punish them."
Lin Muyu felt distressed and happy at the same time. She replied, "Well done. Continue to guard the Dragon-rocky Mountain and wait for my orders."
At this moment, she turned around and saw a group of people walking over. It was Feng Jixing, Zhang Wei, Luo Lie, and the other imperial guards. Feng Jixing looked up and saw Lin Muyu on the city wall. He said loudly, "Yu, how are you? I heard you were injured?"
"It's just a small injury. It's not a big deal. Brother Feng, what's the situation with the imperial guards?"
"They lost 3,000 soldiers. Their main force is not at the east gate."
"Oh, that's good."
Feng Jixing looked at the dawn in the east and said, "Since the rations camp of the volunteer soldiers has been burned, they won't be able to hold on for long. It's almost dawn. Let's go. Her Highness Yin is still waiting for our reply in Ze Tian Palace Hall."
"Mn, alright."
There was no time to tidy up her clothes. Lin Muyu brought Wei Chou and Xiahou Sang with her to Ze Tian Palace Hall. Feng Jixing was almost the same as Lin Muyu. Everyone's battle robes were blood-red. Even the dark blue imperial military uniform under their armor was dyed dark red. It was a clear proof of the word 'bathed in blood'.
…
In Ze Tian Palace Hall, the maidservants blew out the Immortal Crane Lanterns one after another. The officials were still waiting anxiously in the main hall. At this moment, Feng Jixing, Lin Muyu, Chu Huaiyin, and the other generals entered the main hall.
An attendant immediately shouted excitedly, "Commander Feng Jixing, Commander Chu Huaiyin, and Madam Lin Muyu request an audience!"
Qin Yin was currently sleeping with her face resting on her hands. She immediately opened her eyes when she heard this voice and rushed to the imperial steps. She looked at Lin Muyu with pleasant surprise and said, "Brother Yu, did you succeed?"
"Mn."
Lin Muyu nodded. "I have already received a letter from the Longdan Army Camp. The Volunteer Army's rations and fodder camp have been burned to the ground."
"That's great!"
Qin Yin was overjoyed. However, when her gaze landed on Lin Muyu, her heart ached as if it was being cut by a knife. "You … you're injured?"
"It's nothing. It's just a small injury. Everyone is injured."
Lin Muyu smiled. Qin Yin was now the master of Lanyan City. She was everyone's Highness. Qin Yin belonged to everyone, not just him, Lin Muyu. Although he knew that Qin Yin loved him deeply, he couldn't act recklessly at this time. Otherwise, he would disappoint her.
Qin Yin seemed to be aware of Lin Muyu's meaning. A shy smile flashed across her beautiful face as she said, "Mn, I know."
As she spoke, Qin Yin turned around and walked up the imperial steps. She sat down on the throne and said, "Everyone has worked hard. Commander Feng Jixing is the main contributor in this attack to burn Qin Yi's rations. Commander Chu Huaiyin and Brother Yu are the secondary contributors. After the battle is over, there will be great rewards! Oh right, is there any news from Qihai City and Muyu City? "
Du Hai gritted his teeth and said, "There's news from Muyu City. Duke Yun replied and informed us that there was another heavy snowfall after spring in Yunzhong Province. Moreover, it lasted for five days. The heavy snowfall has blocked the Yunzhong Ancient Road. Even though Duke Yun has gathered two hundred thousand troops, he is unable to come over. Hence, Your Highness must hold on. Once the Muyu City army has cleared the snow, they will naturally send reinforcements."
"Five days of heavy snowfall can delay the journey of two hundred thousand troops?"
The veins on Feng Jixing's handsome face popped. He said, "Excuses! This is simply an excuse. Su Muyun is clearly making up an excuse. He wants to wait until the day our Lanyan City falls before the snow melts. "
"General Feng, please watch your words." Minister Luo Xing sneered. "Duke Yun is Your Highness' maternal grandfather. He will not sit and watch Lanyan City fall. Don't you understand such simple logic?"
Feng Jixing laughed. "I only know how to use troops. I don't know the ways of the world. Please enlighten me, Lord Luo Xing."
Luo Xing snorted coldly and did not speak again.
Qin Yin continued to ask, "Is there any news from Qihai City? It has been so many days. Xiao Yin should have reached Qihai City long ago, right? Why … is there no news at all? "
Du Hai cupped his fists and said, "Your Highness, Qihai City lost sixty thousand troops at Demon Subduing Pass because Yu Wenxie underestimated the enemy. Their strength is greatly weakened. Perhaps Duke Lan is still angry and is unwilling to send troops? This general thinks that Your Highness should write another letter to explain the current crisis of Lanyan City. I believe that Duke Lan will definitely send troops. "
Qin Yin nodded. "Alright, I understand."
At this moment, a middle-aged general suddenly rushed into the hall. It was the commander of the city patrol. He cupped his fists and said, "Your Highness, something bad has happened. There is a large hole in the east wall. The Yihe Nation's army is attacking!"
"What?!"
Qin Yin stood up abruptly and said, "How many people have attacked?"
"About two thousand, and they are still increasing. However, the Imperial Guards have already gone to stop them."
"I understand."
Qin Yin waved her hand and said, "Send more reinforcements. We must drive all the volunteer soldiers out of Lanyan City. Also, repair the wall immediately. It must be done within a day. Otherwise, don't come to see me."
"Yes, Your Highness!" The commander of the city patrol walked out of the hall with a pale face.
Chu Huaijin cupped his fists and said, "Your Highness, this general will lead the Flying Mount Battalion to intercept the volunteer soldiers who have entered the city."
"Commander Chu, you have worked hard. Go!"
"Yes!"
Feng Jixing watched Chu Huaijin's back as he left. He looked up at Qin Yin and said, "Your Highness, the Yihe Nation's catapults are very powerful. The four walls of Lanyan City have been seriously damaged. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for long."
"I know … I know …"
Qin Yin stared blankly into the distance and murmured, "There's no news from Seven Seas City and Sunset Rain City. We can only do our best and leave the rest to fate. Let's just let Lanyan City hold on for as long as we can!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
At this moment, a general suddenly crawled into the hall, covered in blood. He was in a sorry state. There were even tears in his eyes. The tears flowed down and mixed with the blood on his face.
"Who are you?" Feng Jixing shouted, "How can you be so rude?"
The general wiped the tears in his eyes and said, "I am Zhang Zhong, the commander of the Imperial Guards' Iron Foot Battalion. Commander, don't you recognize me?"
"General Zhang Zhong?"
Feng Jixing couldn't help but laugh. "How did you end up like this? The warriors of the Imperial Guards are all warriors of the Qin Clan. We are calm and unruffled. You don't look like you are calm and unruffled at all!"
Zhang Zhong bawled and fished out a blood-stained letter from his chest. He said, "I risked my life to snatch an empire's messenger bird from the chaotic army. I obtained this letter from His Majesty. Commander, Your Highness, His Majesty isn't dead yet …"
"What? Father isn't dead?!"
Qin Yin hurriedly stood up and ran down the steps. She snatched the letter from Zhang Zhong's hand and saw a line of words clearly written on it. It was Qin Jin's handwriting — We and the Tianchong Army fought our way out of the encirclement and were surrounded on Mount Tian Hou on the way back to the capital. Please rescue us quickly!
…
Qin Yin's hand trembled as she held the letter. Tears flowed from her eyes. "Father isn't dead. Father is still alive. Wuu …"
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