After Ling Chuxi said this angrily, she got up and went to the back hall, but met her sister, Princess Shui Han, on the road. The thin Shui Han looked pale and stood quietly on the road, seeming to be waiting for her.
When he saw her, he rushed towards her. Ling Chuxi felt a slight pain in her heart, and an indescribable sadness and guilt surged into her heart.
"You didn't agree, right? No! You won't abandon me, right?" Shui Han's eyes were filled with mist, and he looked at Ling Chuxi expectantly and fearfully.
"I didn't agree. I said I won't leave you." Ling Chuxi hugged Shui Han with some distress. Feeling the thinness of the person in her arms, Ling Chuxi felt a strange sense of familiarity in her heart.
What is going on? Why does a similar scene seem to have happened deep in her heart? There is a helpless feeling that she cannot change and cannot resist. How could this happen?
No! She has never given up on the person in her arms, and has never thought about giving up! But what is this kind of self-blame and guilt deep in her heart?
"Are you going to march in person in three days?" Shui Han, a thin man, asked in a low voice.
"Yes. You can rest assured and wait for me to come back." Ling Chuxi gently touched Shui Han's head and smiled slightly, with confidence between her eyebrows. "What I believe in has never been about giving in. In my life, there is only endless
Endless progress! Even if you are shattered to pieces, even if you are wiped out in ashes."
"Don't be broken into pieces, don't be reduced to ashes. I'll wait for you to come back. You said you won't leave me behind." Shui Han pulled Ling Chuxi's sleeves tightly, her pale little face full of worry and helplessness.
"Well, I will come back, for sure!" Ling Chuxi hugged Shui Han tightly in her arms again, and her heart seemed to calm down at this moment.
Three days later, the monarch of the Southern Kingdom marched in person, with battle flags flying and iron hooves clanking.
Under the leadership of Ling Chuxi, a 100,000-strong army collided with a 150,000-strong army from the North on the battlefield.
The army of the South was dressed in black, and the army of the North was uniformly dressed in white.
When black and white collide, it's not gray, but striking red!
Ling Chuxi was dressed in a black military uniform and holding a long sword. She took the lead and rushed to the front.
"Soldiers, listen to the order! Don't retreat. Behind us is our home and our family. Once we retreat, our home will be gone and our relatives will be slaughtered! Use our hands and our lives to protect all of this! Soldiers, follow me.
!Kill, kill, kill!" Ling Chuxi's eyebrows were flying, and her black cloak was flying wildly with the wind. It was so scorching and shocking.
The soldiers behind them were so excited that their blood surged up. They held swords and spears in their hands and marched forward indomitably! The resentment they had been oppressed by the Northern Kingdom for many years was completely released at this moment!
Kill kill kill!!!
The sword in Ling Chuxi's hand splashed with brilliance, leaving no trace behind wherever it went. Being kind to the enemy is always cruel to oneself. When these northern barbarians invaded the border, killed women and children, and robbed supplies, was there ever a moment of mercy? Killing.
When you were the eldest princess, did you ever worry about the dignity of the South? If you want to fight, fight to the death!
In this battle, the monarch of the Southern Kingdom personally led the army and fought bravely to kill the enemy. His morale greatly increased. In the end, the 100,000-strong army defeated the Northern Kingdom's 150,000-strong army.
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"Negotiating peace?" Ling Chuxi sat in the main tent of the military camp, sneered, looked at the envoy sent by the North, and repeated what he said.
The envoy from the North bowed half-bowed, lowered his head respectfully, and the cold sweat on his forehead and vest almost formed a river. The new monarch was full of murderous aura, the unruly and arrogant look on his eyebrows, and the coercion emanating from his whole body, which made him unable to bear it.