1166: The Ending (15)

The Ending (15)

The reason why the commoners were filled with confidence was because they did not know what kind of army the Great Zhou was facing. They thought that a hundred thousand was not a lot. That's right, this number was indeed nothing compared to the entire country's military strength. Xiao Zhenting had fought many battles in the past and had never lost in terms of numbers. He had never lost in terms of numbers. This time, he did not look like he could not win.1

Only Yan Huaijing understood how difficult the battle they would face would be.

Yu Shaoqing also set off south. However, he was not going to Yu City, but to Nanzhao's Imperial Capital. It was true that he had selfish motives. He did not want the Great Zhou to fall. He wanted to use the power of the Helian family to help the Great Zhou win this battle.

However, he was not completely selfish. The Sacred Clan was domineering and unreasonable, and they even thought that they were superior to others. If they became the Emperor of the Great Zhou, "low-class citizens" like Nanzhao would definitely be as inferior as ants in their eyes. At that time, no one could guarantee that they would not do anything to Nanzhao.

Now, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it has reached the point where they share a common fate.

This time, Yu Shaoqing brought Little Bruiser along.

The last time they left Nanzhao, they told Matriarch Helian that they were going back to the Great Zhou to pick up Little Bruiser. Since they had boasted, they had no choice but to do it. Moreover, the current situation in the Great Zhou was indeed much more serious than in Nanzhao. If it wasn't for the fact that his daughter was still in confinement, Yu Shaoqing wished he could bring them along.

"Ah Shu, wait for me. I'll come and pick you up soon." Yu Shaoqing reluctantly held Madam Jiang's hand.

Madam Jiang nodded. "Okay."

Yu Shaoqing brought Little Bruiser south. He separated from the imperial court's army and his whereabouts were hidden and safe.

On the other side, Old Cui also packed his things and planned to set off.

"Why are you leaving too?" Yu Wan muttered.

"Don't they have to be injured and bleed when fighting in wars? Or do you think those children are made of iron?" Aren't they children? They had childish faces. Old Cui felt a little upset when he thought about how they might never come back before they even understood the shortness of their lives. "Alright, I'm going. Take care of yourself!"

Yu Wan looked at the white hair at his temples. "You're already so old…"

Old Cui exploded. "Ah! Now you know that I'm old! Back then, when you dragged me to the Ghost Clan, to the Sorcerer Clan, why didn't you think that I was someone with one foot in the coffin!"

Yu Wan said weakly, "At that time, you didn't have so much white hair…"

Old Cui : "…"

Old Cui turned his face away. This brat. Usually, her words could choke people to death, but at the critical moment, she was so emotional.

"Alright, alright! Stop being wishy-washy! I'm leaving!" Old Cui was actually not used to parting. At his age, life was actually not important anymore. He had never had a family in his life and had nothing to worry about. If there was anyone he could not let go of, it would probably be this group of fellows who always made him worry.

"You don't have to worry too much about Jiuchao. No news is good news."

"Don't always come out. Take your confinement seriously. So what if you're young? Who hasn't been young before?"

"Don't give Xiaobao too much. He's almost fatter than Dabao."

"You have to carry the little fellow out to take in the sun."

"This, help me give it to Grandma. It's his favorite opera."

…

Old Cui rambled on for a long time until someone came to rush him. Only then did he leave with the main group.

Yu Wan sent a few more guards from the Young Master Manor to follow and take care of him. It was not only because Yu Wan already treated him as one of her own, but also because those who did not forget to go to the front line at all times were all heroes of their nation.

After Shadow Thirteen pretended to be the Regent, appeased the people and boosted morale, he followed the army south.

The three little eggs had been very obedient recently. They no longer went up to the roof to uncover the tiles every day. They only did so once every three days. The rest of the time, they sat in Prince Yan's room and read the memorials.

Yan Xiaosi grew up day by day. She was fair and tender, and she became even more beautiful and cute. Of course, Uncle Wan's greenhouse still could not be used. It was always repaired at night and would collapse at dawn.

Every time Prince Yan looked at Yan Xiaosi, Yan Xiaosi would look cute.

Twenty days after Yan Xiaosi was born, the cavalry of the Imperial Court arrived near Yu City and launched their first attack on the soldiers of the Sacred Clan who had gone out to transport rations. The cavalry of the Great Zhou won. The news of victory came and the capital cheered.

However, under the good news, there was another letter from home. The letter recorded the true casualties. Although they had won, they had paid a very heavy price—there were less than fifty soldiers from the Sacred Clan who transported the rations, but they had forcefully killed five hundred of them.

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