Reborn to marry, she no longer wants to be the young master's mother

At dusk, when the wind was surging and the clouds of war were thick, the sky seemed to be stained with an ominous purple-black color. The shadow of the war rolled over every inch of land like a huge wave, about to swallow everything. At this critical moment, when everything was holding its breath, a dazzling light cut through the heavy air. Empress Xie Chaochao, wearing a battle robe inlaid with gems as bright as stars, stepped lightly like auspicious clouds, and slowly descended from the sky, like the reincarnation of the god of war, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Her appearance was like the dawn breaking through the darkness, bringing unprecedented shock and hope. Her eyes, as deep as the night sky, shone with the light of indomitable spirit and wisdom. She stared directly at the two generals who were about to clash, and her voice was cold and firm, penetrating the hustle and bustle of the battlefield: "I am Empress Xie Chaochao. Today, I order you to stop immediately and discuss a way to peace!"

As soon as these words came out, the tense atmosphere on the battlefield miraculously eased a little, and the soldiers on both sides were shocked by the majesty of the empress who suddenly appeared. However, just as everyone was hesitating, a general wearing heavy armor and with a stern face walked out of the enemy camp. He looked Xie Chaochao up and down, with a trace of disdain and greed in his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Humph, a mere woman dares to call herself an emperor? If you are willing to submit to me, I can consider letting you be my concubine and enjoy wealth and glory."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around, and many soldiers showed anger on their faces, but Xie Chaochao just smiled slightly, with pity for the ignorant and firmness of her own beliefs in that smile. She raised her hand gently, and an invisible force surged out from her palm, surrounding her body, as if even the heaven and earth changed color. "Do you know that throughout the long river of history, there has never been a lack of women who wrote legends with wisdom and courage? I, Xie Chaochao, have ascended the throne as emperor, and I vow to break the shackles of gender and prove that women can also stand tall and create a prosperous era. As for you, you are just a frog in the well, how can you know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth?"

After she finished speaking, she moved and appeared in front of the general like a ghost. Just a glance made the general feel cold and his knees tremble involuntarily. The air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone held their breath to witness this historic moment. In the end, Xie Chaochao successfully calmed down this meaningless dispute with her wisdom, courage and unparalleled dominance, and left behind the eternal story of "female heroes are as good as men" for future generations.

Xie Chaochao was on the top of the city wall, her figure stretched out in the dim light, looking particularly lonely and resolute. Facing the surging Bin army below, her voice penetrated the clamor, clear and cold: "You say I am wishful thinking? Then let the world witness what true dreams and persistence are!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up thousands of waves. The warriors of Bin State roared, their eyes burning with anger. The weapons in their hands flashed coldly in the moonlight, as if they could tear the ancient city apart in the next second. And their leader, a man wearing heavy armor and with eyes as sharp as an eagle, smiled coldly, then raised the long sword in his hand and gave the order: "Attack the city!"

The order was like thunder, resounding through the sky in an instant. The army of Bin State surged in like a tide, and the sound of war drums and shouts intertwined, shaking people's hearts and minds. On the city wall, the defenders knew that the situation was serious, but the determination and courage of Empress Xie Chaochao seemed to give them endless strength. They held their weapons tightly and vowed to defend this land to the death.

However, at this critical moment of life and death, Xie Chaochao had only one thought in her mind - to protect her people and continue the glory of the empire. She knew that she could not become a burden in this battle and had to evacuate as soon as possible to plan for the future. So, she turned around and looked deeply at the loyal generals and attendants beside her, with unquestionable majesty in her voice: "Get ready immediately and escort me away, but remember, our departure is not to escape, but to fight back better!"

As she finished her words, a group of elite guards quickly assembled. Like ghosts in the dark night, they silently shuttled between the towers, paving a secret and safe path for the empress to evacuate. Xie Chaochao gently stroked every brick and stone on the wall, as if bidding farewell to the city that had accompanied her for many years. Then, she resolutely embarked on the road of escape, but she had secretly vowed in her heart that one day, she would return with glory and victory.

In that land interwoven with ancient legends and iron-blooded glory, General Chu Heng, a hero wearing silver armor and with eyes as sharp as an eagle, stood on the top of the city wall, looking at the enemy troops rolling in from afar, but he had no fear in his heart, only a firm belief in victory. He knew very well that this battle was not only about the integrity of the territory, but also about the defense of national dignity.

With a deafening horn, General Chu Heng decisively ordered to send the elite division, like a tiger descending from the mountain, to meet the seemingly invincible enemy. On the battlefield, the drums of war beat, and the golden swords and iron horses intertwined to form a tragic and magnificent picture. Soldiers on both sides fought for their lives, arrows rained down, and swords flashed and shadowed. Every roar was a desire for survival, and every confrontation shone with the light of unyielding.

The battle was extremely fierce. The sky was dyed gray by the smoke. The sun shone through the clouds and dappled onto the bloody ground, adding a bit of tragic grandeur to this cruel contest. General Chu Heng personally supervised the battle. His figure shuttled across the battlefield, like a god of war. Every swing of the sword was extremely accurate, and the enemies fell under his sword one after another. His bravery inspired every soldier, making them forget their fatigue and fear, and only knew to move forward and charge towards victory.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Half a day seemed like a long time to everyone on the battlefield. However, at this critical moment, General Chu Heng's troops gradually turned the tide of the battle with their extraordinary courage and wisdom. They took advantage of the terrain, cleverly set traps, and launched surprise attacks, causing the enemy to be in disarray and their morale to plummet.

Finally, after a thrilling decisive battle, General Chu Heng led his army to successfully break through the enemy's defense line, and went straight to Huanglong, surrounding the enemy leader. He was a general who was once invincible, but now his face was ashen, and his eyes were full of disbelief and despair. General Chu Heng slowly stepped forward, with the attitude of a victor, and declared in his steady and powerful voice: "Surrender, your era is over."