2. Wu and Yue
Do not be afraid
Liu Quan wiped his sweat and thought to himself, as long as you know it yourself, why scare the servant by saying it out loud? After all these years, you have fought against the Empress and the Huo family, and now that the Huo family has fallen, what is there to be pretentious about?
The heart seems to be pierced by something intensely, again and again, as if there is no end to it
Huo Qingsang's expression darkened slightly as he glanced at the several thousand households kneeling in disarray, feeling a vague sense of unease in his heart. He bent down to lift up the leader of the thousand households, Li Feng, and then turned to the sand table in the center of the main tent.
Go!" Huo Qingsang gently waved the golden whip in her hand, forcefully kicked the stirrups with her feet, and leaped up to the cliff, reaching out to grab a sturdy rope to climb upward
The Yanshan Mountains are steep and perilous, making them easy to defend but difficult to attack, presenting a situation where one man can hold the pass against a thousand. In this assault on the mountain, Huo Tingdong divided his forces into three routes. The main force advanced from the front, led by a deputy general, while Huo Tingdong, accompanied by a small contingent, launched a surprise attack by climbing from the rear of the mountain. The stationed troops in Tongzhou would provide support after Huo Tingdong and his men entered the mountain.
Without saying any more, Huo Qingsang already felt uneasy. She turned to glance at the dark mass of one thousand people and shouted loudly: "Now we are going to support General Huo. You are all part of the Huo family army. The honor and disgrace of the Huo family army depend on this battle. Are you afraid?" She raised her head high, her gaze firmly fixed on the cliff top, and in her slightly narrowed phoenix eyes, light shimmered brilliantly, as if only the battlefield suited her, and a warrior was the true embodiment of Huo Qingsang.
Young Master
Huo Qingsang, the Empress of the Great Yan Kingdom
Who
"Alright, get up. Is there any news from Tongzhou?" Nangong Yao's gaze lightly swept over the jewelry on the ground, drawn to a pomegranate-red agate earring. He bent down to pick it up, the cool agate pressing against his palm, evoking a heavy sense of loss.
Perhaps Huo Tingdong was right; her love itself was a form of destruction, either destroying herself or the Huo family. At that time, she did not listen, even threatening to die to force her father to support Nangong Yao, yet she overlooked that he was a person, an emperor, who had been suppressed for so many years and was forced to send away his beloved. How could he not hate?
This was given to her by him when she first entered the palace. For quite some time, she wore it every day, until Ye'er passed away, after which he had not seen her wear it again. He thought she hated him, yet he did not realize she still kept it.
She couldn't help but smile bitterly, spitting out blood three times in succession, her face as pale as a blank sheet of paper
Liu Quan cautiously pushed open the grand door of Shulan Hall. In the empty hall, Nangong Yao had been standing for quite some time, his dark hair occasionally lifted by the passing breeze, obscuring half of his handsome face.
What does it mean
Bianjing. Shulan Hall
Do you still remember her appearance
Indeed! With a handsome and elegant appearance, and remarkable skills. The young man spoke confidently, seemingly unable to forget Huo Qingsang.
Upon recalling the Emperor's recent instructions, Liu Quan let out a long sigh and turned to disappear into the dimness
Golden? Could it be her? He recalled the woman he had caught a glimpse of when he entered the city.
Liu Quan immediately retreated, and upon exiting the Shulan Hall, he touched his forehead only to realize that he was drenched in cold sweat without knowing when it had happened
The young man shook his head: "It was dark, and I couldn't remember clearly, but I do recall that a hint of gold was faintly visible from the package on her saddle."
Huo Qingsang turned around and glanced at Li Feng: "How long has the general been in the mountains?"
It turns out she did not throw it away, it turns out she still kept it
It has been two hours. The garrison in Tongzhou, which was supposed to provide support an hour ago, has not arrived as scheduled, and the soldiers sent to seek assistance have not returned. Now, it is unclear about the general...
The night breeze carried a hint of heat, yet Liu Quan felt a chill throughout his entire body
The Huo family is truly facing defeat this time
The several thousand households kneeling looked at each other in silence, not daring to speak much, until Li Feng, gathering his courage, asked, "Miss, what do you mean?"
As soon as the scout entered, a strong smell of blood rushed towards him. Huo Qingsang raised his eyes to see the scout being supported by two old soldiers, standing opposite the sand table. Just as he was about to kneel, he was stopped by Huo Qingsang: "What is the situation in the mountains?"
Over the years, he watched him gradually become a generation's holy sovereign and wise ruler, while also witnessing his deep-seated hatred for the Huo family. The resentment in his heart had never faded since Su Wan was sent away. Now that the Empress has passed away and General Huo is imprisoned, it seems that the Huo family is truly on the verge of downfall
As the morning light brightened, when Huo Qingsang hurried to the Huo family army camp at the foot of Yanshan, Huo Tingdong's troops had already split into two routes to encircle Yanshan from the front and rear, while another local garrison from Tongzhou provided support to the Huo family army from the west side
In the camp, there are 3,000 soldiers of the Huo family army stationed, half of whom are wounded soldiers who retreated from the previous two battles
Liu Quan's expression changed: "This servant deserves to die; Your Majesty is the supreme ruler, a wise sovereign for a thousand years."
The young man, with a troubled expression, recounted the events that occurred while he was inquiring for news at the pharmacy. When he mentioned being attacked by wild dogs, he couldn't help but feel a chill of fear, and he stammered, "Fortunately, that girl came to my rescue; otherwise, I might have been bitten to death." The area of Tongzhou is chaotic, with even the wild dogs being exceedingly ferocious.
He wore a thin summer robe, standing tall and upright; merely by standing there, the aura of an emperor emanated from him, causing people to involuntarily take a few steps back.
"It's nothing, just a scratch." Looking down at the barbed tip of the arrow, I noticed a small character "Huo" engraved on it.
In those years of the three kings vying for the throne, the city of Bianjing was indeed filled with tension and fear, where even the grass and trees seemed to be armed. Yet, who could have imagined that in the end, it was the sixth prince, whom the emperor favored the least, who ascended to this position
"Puchi!" Wu Yue couldn't help but laugh, "Are you implying that this girl is quite extraordinary?"
Miss!
Nangong Yao slowly turned around, looking down at him: "Liu Quan, do you think I am ungrateful for the kindness shown to me?"
Is that so? Nan Gongyao raised an eyebrow and said, "Go and send a reply to Murong Wufeng, kill Huo Tingdong, as for Huo Qingsang, I want him alive, there must be no mistakes whatsoever"
Liu Quan?" Nangong Yao did not turn around, his gaze slightly narrowed as he looked at the west wall, yet his mind was filled with thoughts of Huo Qingsang from a few years ago. How old was she then? Fourteen? Or was it thirteen? Her petite figure was clad in a golden-red armor, and there was a fierce killing intent in her brows. She stood proudly in the great hall, declaring to his father, the emperor: "This subject's daughter has beheaded General Mo Li of Xiliang." That proud demeanor, those raised brows, she had no idea how envious he was. Her petite figure was clad in a golden-red armor, and there was a fierce killing intent in her brows. She stood proudly in the great hall, declaring to his father, the emperor: "This subject's daughter has beheaded General Mo Li of Xiliang." That proud demeanor, those raised brows, she had no idea how envious he was.
Nangong Yao, oh Nangong Yao, how deep is your hatred? How deep must it be for you to resort to such numerous means to bring the Huo family to utter ruin? She does not understand, nor can she comprehend why, after all these years of wholeheartedly dedicating herself to him, he still harbors a relentless desire to eradicate the Huo family day and night
The young man, dragging his injured leg, returned to the inn. Pushing open the door, he saw his master, Wu Yue, lying on the soft couch in a light sleep, showing no signs of discomfort.
Liu Quan still remembers when he first ascended the throne, as a somewhat inexperienced youth. Even though he had previously concealed his talents and bided his time, he remained overshadowed among the other princes due to the lack of imperial favor.
Yes
What a ruthless heart! What a ruthless heart!
Li Feng and several thousand households exchanged worried glances, and after a while, they anxiously called in the scout who had just returned.
"Miss, I will go call the military doctor," Li Feng said with concern as he looked at Huo Qingsang
Wu Yue smiled lightly and gently placed the arrow on the table: "I know who it is."
The veterans in the team naturally recognized Huo Qingsang. Upon seeing her hurriedly enter the tent, the captain in charge of the guard's eyes immediately lit up, and with a thud, he knelt down on the ground: "Miss, what brings you here?"
"You’re back? Have you gathered any news?" Wu Yue suddenly opened his eyes, his tightly pressed thin lips curving into a faint smile, appearing particularly elegant and handsome under the dim yellow light. "Why do you look so disheveled?"
Huo Qingsang let out a cold laugh, and at this moment, he understood even more why Nangong Yao, despite knowing that the exiled Crown Prince of Xiliang, Murong Wufeng, had occupied Tongzhou, still insisted on having Su Wan return to Dayan from Tongzhou. It seemed that he was already colluding with Murong Wufeng, using the pretense of capturing Su Wan while simultaneously plotting to lure Huo Tingdong back to Bianjing. Then, he would send Huo Tingdong to campaign in Yanshan. As long as Huo Tingdong reached Yanshan, the stationed troops in Tongzhou and the remnants of Murong Wufeng in Yanshan would join forces, and the Huo family army would inevitably be annihilated.
"Your Majesty," Liu Quan followed his gaze and said, "I remember that this is where Her Majesty the Empress's battle robe from her earlier years is hung." After speaking, he realized he had misspoken and added, "I deserve to die."
Huo
The scout reported truthfully, and Huo Qingsang's expression grew increasingly grim as he slammed his palm down hard on the sand table: "Nonsense, we agreed to split our forces into three routes, yet at this moment the garrison in Tongzhou does not send troops to support us. Ha! What a ruthless strategy from His Majesty."
Huo Qingsang felt a sudden tightness in her chest, a wave of metallic sweetness surged to her throat, and with a "wow," she spat out a mouthful of blood
The young man nodded: "Yes, I have a package with me, and I'm also leading a horse. Oh, by the way, I still have that arrow." As he spoke, he took the arrow from his waist to show him
Nangong Yao did not expect him to respond in any way; he merely felt a tightness in his chest. The thought of Huo Qingsang leaving the palace to go to Tongzhou for the sake of Huo Tingdong ignited a fire within him, making everything appear displeasing, especially the items in Shulan Palace.
Liu Quan did not dare to respond, kneeling in sincere trepidation.
I am fine," she waved her hand
At this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of resentment, resenting her initial obsession, resenting that even at this time she still could not let go, not even able to harbor a trace of hatred towards him
Wu Yue raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you implying that you are from out of town?"
Hmph. Nangong Yao let out a cold snort, raised his foot, and kicked over a nearby dressing table. The dusty treasure box fell to the ground, and golden jewelry scattered everywhere. "In the Empress's heart, am I not just an ungrateful scoundrel"
"Go ahead, trust me, everything will pass." Huo Qingsang nodded at him
This is all that she owes me
Li Feng looked at her in surprise, yet in her resolute gaze, he saw hope, and he saw the little girl who had once beheaded a general with thirty moves.
Do not be afraid
Wu Yue pondered silently, his long, fair fingers brushing over the arrowhead: "Hiss!"
Miss!
Huo Qingsang led a death squad of fewer than 1,000 men to the back mountains of Yanshan, where there was a steep cliff ahead. On the cliff remained the hundred-forged rope left by Huo Tingdong's troops, a hemp rope as thick as a child's wrist hanging down from the top of the cliff, clearly intended for the support of the stationed troops in Tongzhou.
She lowered her head to glance at the sand table stained red with blood, her tightly pressed thin lips curling into a cold smile, then turned to Li Feng: "Now, gather all the available troops and follow me up the mountain to support General Huo"
Wu Yue took the arrow, its fletching full and abundant, the tip sharp, made of high-quality mysterious iron, and it was quite heavy. It would be difficult for an average man to fully draw the bow that matched this arrow, let alone a woman
"No." Huo Qingsang blocked Li Feng, "I am fine."
There is news, Huo Tingdong has suffered two consecutive defeats