Reborn as a Sickly Child: The Emperor's Beloved

The Cangzhou defenders cheered as they watched the retreating Xiliang army.

Youzhou.

Wei Ji looked at the army under the city wall with heavy eyes.

The man sitting on the horse in front of the army was Murong Yao if he was not mistaken.

Murong Yao actually took action personally, which means he can't wait any longer.

In the past few days, the Xiliang army has repeatedly attacked the city, and has always sent some young generals. Now that he has personally taken to the battlefield, it means that Cangzhou has also started.

Cangzhou and Youzhou are both close to the border of Xiliang. Xiliang should not have sent only 300,000 troops. Wei Ji looked at the densely packed heads below and frowned slightly.

Murong Yao, wearing armor, rode his horse outside the city wall in an imposing manner. He looked up at Wei Ji on the city wall, with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

Wei Ji was wearing silver armor, with an upright posture, a stern face, and a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Murong Yao shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the air: "Wei Ji, come out to fight, are all the people of your country so cowardly!"

When Wei Ji heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile. His eyes instantly turned cold, as cold as a star.

"Murong Yao, don't be so arrogant. Who was the one who lost to my Queen Liguo in the capital?" Wei Ji responded loudly, "Today I will let you know that any of my Weiguo soldiers are invincible to you!"

The news spread throughout the continent that Murong Fu could not beat a woman.

Murong Yao, who was sitting below, darkened slightly when he heard this.

He felt aggrieved, it was not because he was weak, but because Shen Yanyan was too strong.

Is Shen Yanyan an ordinary person? There are many people in this world who can beat her, right?

Wei Ji on the city wall sneered when he saw that the people below were silent.

Immediately, Wei Ji turned around and mobilized his troops out of the city to fight.

The city gate slowly opened, and teams of soldiers walked out of the city gate in neat steps, holding weapons and in high spirits. Wei Ji rode on a white warhorse and led the soldiers to charge towards Murong Yao's army.

Others have already attacked him at his doorstep, so he has absolutely no intention of being a coward. His Majesty had anticipated what would happen today. A mere Xiliang country dared to challenge him, and they really didn't know how to live or die.

On the battlefield, the sound of killing shook the earth. Wei Ji brandished his spear and fought fiercely with Murong Yao who was holding a knife.

His spear skills were sharp and each of his moves were full of power. Murong Yao was not weak either and used his sword skills to the extreme. The two were surprisingly evenly matched.

Murong Yao swung his sword with a fierce momentum, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and with endless pressure, he pressed directly at the opponent. His sword skills were like a violent storm, impenetrable and impossible to dodge.

Wei Ji took a few steps back, poked his spear into the ground, dodged it slightly, and immediately used the spear to bounce up and rushed forward, as fast as lightning, dazzling people. His spear skills were like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, tricky and strange, making it hard to defend against.

The two men fought back and forth with swords and guns flashing, and it was difficult to tell who would win for a while.

On the battlefield, the shouts of killing shook the earth; beneath the city walls, life and death were just a matter of moments.

The heavy snow was falling down in large flakes. The hot blood that was constantly spilling was even faster than the falling snow, and the ground was covered in blood red.

The blood slowly gathered on the ground like rain. The fiery red color was particularly dazzling against the backdrop of the white snow.

The battle was extremely fierce, and both sides did not back down and fought with all their might.

The bloodstains on the ground became more and more, gathering into a stream, flowing in the snow. That deep red color.

Under the city wall, there was an endless battlefield, and the 60,000-strong Xiliang army rushed in like a surging tide, with shouts and cries that shook the earth. This army was so powerful that it seemed to devour everything, and its momentum to break the city was unstoppable.

On the other side, Wei Ji led an army of 50,000 soldiers who had been training rigorously for many years and were not inferior to the Xiliang Iron Cavalry. The soldiers had firm eyes and resolute faces, without any fear. They fought desperately with the other side.

The battle lasted for a long time, with soldiers from both sides rushing towards each other like a tide. The battlefield was filled with shouts of killing and the flashes of swords. The Youzhou defenders were all brave and fearless, fighting fiercely with the Xiliang cavalry, who were known for their bravery.

Although the Xiliang army was coming in full force, Wei Ji's 50,000-strong army was no less powerful.

In the fierce battle, both sides suffered heavy losses, but Wei Ji and Murong Yao were still evenly matched.

Until both sides had no strength to fight again, Murong Yao looked at the Xiliang Iron Cavalry that had suffered heavy losses with cold eyes.

If this goes on, both sides will end up dead. It's time to stop. Youzhou cannot be taken in one go.

"Retreat!" Murong Yao's face turned cold.

The Youzhou defenders in the past were not like this. When we tested them today, we found that they were not surprised at all and could even be said to be fully prepared.

The capital city is thousands of miles away from the border. The news brought by Prime Minister Gao was that the Emperor Li was critically ill and was about to die.

But now, Murong Yao is very doubtful about the truth of this matter.

They were guarding so strictly, they must have known Xiliang's layout long ago, which means Xiao Jingzhan knew their plan from beginning to end.

And made plans early.

Murong Yao's face was gloomy. He led the army back to the camp and hurriedly sent a message to the border of Cangzhou.

If the situation is the same in Cangzhou, then we have to rethink things.

If Xiao Jingzhan is dead, we will continue to attack the city. If he is not dead, we will have to formulate a new attack plan.

The night fell on the camp outside the city, and there was silence.

In the white fur tent, Murong Yao anxiously waited for news. Finally, a letter was delivered to him.

He couldn't wait to open the letter, and his eyes scanned the contents. His face instantly became extremely gloomy. His eyes turned completely cold, as if they could freeze.

"Damn it!" Murong Yao cursed in a low voice. It was indeed so. Liguo had been prepared for this, and his plan seemed to have been seriously hindered.

Murong Yao sat at the top with a cold and gloomy face, which made the people below feel a little scared.

After a while, Murong Yao wrote a letter and handed it to his men, "Send it back to the outside of Cangzhou City."

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. It is too late to retreat now. We need to change the plan and attack again.

In Youzhou City.

"General, it's a good thing that you discipline the army strictly and supervise the soldiers' training every day. Who could have thought that Xiliang would attack so suddenly?" Deputy General Lin looked at Wei Ji with admiration. The general was simply amazing.

"It's all thanks to your Majesty. Your Majesty discovered the unusual movements in Xiliang very early on." Wei Ji looked calm, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Even if the letter from the capital was rushed to the western border at full speed, it would still take about ten days. I didn’t know what was going on in the capital. What about Wei Chi and the Prince Wei’s Mansion?

Fortunately, Your Majesty had been prepared today, otherwise, it would be hard to say who would win or lose today.