At the beginning, the empress will be the queen and eat soft rice to open the blind box

On the third day of the first lunar month, on the border of Xiliang, Youzhou.

This is the first line of defense between Dayue and Xiliang, and both countries have deployed heavy troops here.

On Xiliang's side is General Balit, who led an army of [-] troops and marched across the border.

The general in command of the Dayue Empire is the youngest son of the old marshal Han Renjie, the third master Han Li.

The old marshal Han Renjie hadn't read any books, so he couldn't come up with any good names for his son and daughter.

He has five sons and daughters, the eldest is Han Cheng, the eldest daughter is Han Gong, the second son is Han Sheng, the third son is Han Li, and the eldest daughter is Han Ying.

Originally he named the two girls Han Gong and Han Ying.

When the names of the five sons and daughters are connected together, it means success, victory and victory.

His original wife resisted to death, knelt and cried for a day holding her daughter,
"My lord, if this girl has such an ugly name, how will she be able to marry when she grows up?"

Han Renjie didn't take it seriously, the name sounds so good, why is it so loud?

In the end, Mrs. Han cried, made trouble, and hanged herself three times. Finally, the old marshal relented and changed the names of the two daughters to Han Gong and Han Ying, which have the same pronunciation but different meanings.

There is absolutely no way to change it to something else. If you succeed, you will win. What a prize.

Mrs. Han tried to say the names of Han Zhi, Han Lan and Han Feng, but was scolded by the old marshal.

"My daughter is called Han Goudan, and there will be a lot of people queuing up to marry her in the future, believe it or not?"

Mrs. Han was too frightened to say any more. If she offended her husband and really changed her daughter's name to Han Goudan, Mrs. Han felt that she could jump into the river with her two daughters in her arms.

Facts have proved that what Han Renjie said is not unreasonable. The generalissimo with power over the government and the public, even if his daughter is named Han Shishi, people who want to marry are flocking to him.

The sons and daughters of Old Marshal Han are all dragons and phoenixes on their own.

The third master Han Li is the leader among the brothers and sisters.

The 36-year-old Han Sanye is in the prime of life.

His cultivation base is also the highest among his brothers and sisters, even higher than the old man Han Renjie.

Five years ago, Han Li, who had just turned 30, had already broken through the Martial King Realm and was promoted to Martial Emperor.

In the past few years, Sanye Han has kept a low profile, and his strength has become even more unfathomable.

Ba Lite on the opposite side speculated that Han Li might have advanced to the Martial Emperor Realm.

In the past few years, Xiliang has always been afraid of Han Li, and dare not provoke him easily.

This year's New Year, it snowed in Youzhou.

The snow was not too much, but the temperature was extremely low due to the snow.

At the head of the west city of Youzhou, a few soldiers in cotton-padded clothes and armed with spears were pacing non-stop, shivering from the cold.

"Damn it, is this damn weather going to freeze to death?"

A soldier next to him sucked the clear snot from the freezing,

"Liu Er, don't be silly, save some strength to keep watch. The scouts reported in the past few days that there seems to be something strange in Xiliang."

The soldier named Liu Er let out a "tch", "Do people from Xiliang dare to provoke you? Let them have the guts to tell you who our general is. He is Emperor Wu, who is as good as the empress of the current dynasty."

A soldier who looked like a corporal next to him glared at him,
"Liu Er, don't be silly, the rank of the general is beyond our guess."

Liu Er grinned, "Boss Meng, just kidding, if I don't move anymore, my lips will freeze together."

The corps leader surnamed Meng scolded with a smile, "You boy, this mouth is always unguarded. If you let the higher-ups know about it, the [-]th army stick is indispensable."

Liu Er pointed around with a hippie smile,
"Isn't there no outsiders? Who can report my brother?"

An old soldier in his forties next to him helplessly shook his head, this Liu Er is good at everything, he is brave in fighting, and he is righteous, just this mouth is so broken.

The old pawn sighed, looked at the vast white mountains and rivers in the distance, and muttered to himself,

"It's not a good sign to have such a heavy snowfall just after Chinese New Year."

Liu Er retorted him, "Uncle Li, people say that the auspicious snow is a sign of a good year, why is it a good omen when you come here?"

The old pawn stared blankly at the distance, his pupils seemed to be frozen by the bitter north wind.

Liu Er looked at the old soldier with a strange expression, and said with a smile,
"Uncle Li, what are you doing, are you imitating the clay Buddha in the temple?"

The blankness in the old pawn's eyes turned into panic. He raised his hand, pointed tremblingly at the distance, and shouted with all his strength,
"Enemy attack!"

A dozen soldiers on duty were startled, and turned to look in the direction of the old pawn's finger.

In front of the west city of Youzhou, on the flat open land, where the sky and the earth connect, a large area of ​​densely packed small black spots quickly rushed towards Youzhou.

The corporal leader who led the team was all dead, and rushed over to grab the hammer of the warning gong with his frozen fingers.

"Cang Lang Lang Lang Lang"

The crisp gong sound passed down quickly.

Behind the Xichengtou crenel, there is a trading beacon tower.

Several soldiers hurriedly lit the firewood in the beacon tower.

When the dry firewood met the raging fire, a thick black smoke shot up into the sky, blowing into the city with the northwest wind from the top of the city.

In just this instant, the black spot that was far away in the sky just now has rapidly grown in size.

Looking over with the naked eye, one could also see Xiliang cavalrymen wearing thick sheepskin jackets and holding scimitars.

The horses under these people's crotches galloped, their huge horseshoes stepped through the thin snow on the ground, and rushed towards them with the chilly northwest wind.

More than a dozen soldiers were terrified, but they didn't dare to take a step back.

The leading Xiliang steed stopped a mile away from the city wall.

There were more and more cavalrymen gathered in black like an ant colony.

In the west city of Youzhou, the soldiers on duty who heard the warning gong rushed to the city wall and put on a defensive posture in an orderly manner.

The dozen or so soldiers who were originally on duty on the city wall were determined.

A cavalry soldier covered in battle armor slowly walked out of the formation.

About 50 meters away from the west city wall, the messenger stopped,

"Listen, people in the city, we are subordinates of Fengtian Rebellion Commander of the Xiliang Kingdom, and we came to Youzhou to rescue the people of Dayue who are living in dire straits.

If you are sensible, open the city gate quickly, otherwise you will be crushed to powder wherever Master Wang passes by. "

A hoarse and rough voice shouted from the top of the city,
"Put your mother's stinky fart on, Mr. Wang, your uncle, our people of Da Viet are not your ancestors, what do you want to save?"

Everyone in the city roared with laughter, "Liu Er, good scolding."

With a broken mouth, Liu Er smiled all over his face, and bowed his hands to his companions around him. "I laughed, brothers."

Suddenly two cold eyes shot over, Liu Er raised his head and saw Jiang Long'an, the general in charge of his battalion, staring at him coldly.

Liu Er's heart skipped a beat, and he stammered, "General Jiang, I'm not...!! I'm not...!"