On this morning in Xianyang City, when the fiery red sun rose from the horizon, there were only a few people on the main road of Xianyang City. The heavy city gate was opened laboriously by the soldiers who were gasping for breath.
A black-armored Cavalryman with the standard equipment of Great Qin's soldiers quickly rushed towards Xianyang City from the main road.
"What's wrong? What is this?"
"That must be the messenger of the army."
"Seventh Master, you came down from the battlefield. Tell our brothers about the situation.”
"Yes, yes."
A few soldiers who were responsible for opening the city gate surrounded a middle-aged man in his thirties and asked. The man smiled proudly and said to them,""The cavalryman who just passed by had a black flag on his armor. The warhorse he rode was also majestic and powerful, and his speed was extremely fast. Usually, such soldiers were the messengers of the army. Any urgent battle reports from the front would be sent to the back through the messengers.”
"The black flag is of the highest grade. The next grade is red, and the next grade is green. You all must remember not to offend these messengers, especially those with black flags. Otherwise, you will be beheaded!”
This middle-aged man called Seventh Master seemed to be talking about something particularly important as he reminded them.
The few soldiers were indeed attracted by what he said. They could not help but nod their heads and remember it in their hearts as if it was a philosophy of life. They thought that they must not offend these men in the future. Otherwise, they might not have a chance to eat.
"However, what is so urgent? Didn't you say that our army was fighting against Xiang Yan at Chengfu? Now that more than half a year had passed, was there a result?”a soldier said carefully.
Everyone, including the seventh master, was stunned. Their expressions changed as they stared at the cavalrymen who had left. A sense of uneasiness rose from the bottom of their hearts. Last time, the 200,000 Qin soldiers had been defeated by Chengfu, and not many had returned. What would the outcome be this time?
Victory or defeat?
"Seventh Master, do you think we won or lost?”A soldier carefully asked. If they were defeated, the Chu army would most likely attack. After all, that was Great Qin's entire army.
"He definitely won. Not to mention General Wang Jian and General Meng Wu, even Young Master Mu Wu beheaded the Xiang Shi Clan in Pingyu last time!”The seventh master seemed to be full of confidence, but everyone could sense that his voice was constantly trembling.
After the previous defeat, Great Qin's people no longer had the confidence to win.
Thinking back to the time when the six countries had joined forces and their armies had gathered at Hangu Pass, Great Qin had opened up Hangu Pass and faced off against six of them alone. Even now, Great Qin's people were still proud of that. However, after today's battle to destroy Chu, all of Great Qin's people had lost their confidence.
Within Xianyang Palace, in Mu Wu's courtyard, Ling Die was currently chatting with Madam Hui. Madam Hui's expression was a little ugly. "I wonder how Mu Wu is doing in front. I heard that he personally went to the battlefield and climbed the city tower. Why don't you think this child knows how to cherish his life? He was the Young Master of the Great Qin Empire, so why couldn't he watch from behind with General Wang Jian and General Meng Wu?”
Madam Hui felt even more anxious. The City Lord's confrontation had affected everyone in Great Qin; this was a battle for the fate of the nation. Especially when their opponent was Xiang Yan. For more than half a year, everyone's hearts were extremely uncomfortable.
Especially Madam Hui, who was extremely worried about her son who had finally turned over a new leaf.
"It's okay, Mother. Muwu knows how to protect himself.”Ling Die consoled. She was also worried, but so what? Just as she and Mu Wu had planned all along, this battle was their only chance to stand out. As long as they won, Mu Wu would immediately have a reputation and status comparable to Fu Su.
That was why Mu Wu was fighting so hard. In the midst of hundreds of thousands of troops, there were no eyes for weapons. Mu Wu was not a fool. There was no need to practice martial arts like this. Yan Dan and the other experts had never been on the battlefield before. However, he had no choice. There was no such thing as reaping without sowing in this world. Fu Su had always been wise and had a high reputation. However, the guy he had transmigrated from was a waste of his name. He was not good at literature or martial arts. Fortunately, he was a pervert and was hated by everyone.
If he didn't try his best and simply accumulated prestige like Fu Su, he could forget about the throne in this life. He might not even be able to beat Huhai. However, in this most difficult battle, he took the lead and risked his life.
After the Battle of Pingyu, everyone in Great Qin knew that Second Young Master Mu Wu had learned from his mistakes and was now a good Young Master who loved the country, was approachable, and loved soldiers like his own children.
"Madam! Madam!" The maid ran in with messy steps, her face full of excitement.
"Why are you so impatient? What's the matter?" Madam Hui asked unhappily.”
Ling Die, who was standing at the side, looked at the maid and suddenly had a guess. She hurriedly asked,"Is the result of the City Father Battle out?”
When Madam Hui heard this, she stood up and looked at the maid.
"Yes, yes! Victory, victory! Young Master had personally killed Xiang Yan! It's the first merit!" The maid stuttered in excitement.
Madam Hui and the spirit butterfly were so excited that they could hardly control themselves. Madam Hui's eyes were especially red. She was originally just a maidservant serving Lady Zhao, and because of her identity, she was thrown into the cold palace after being favored by Ying Zheng. Her son was not hardworking, and was born useless. She was so exhausted that she even thought of dying. However, the heavens had treated her well. Her son had finally made a name for himself.
"Thank you, Spirit Butterfly!" Madame Hui held Ling Die's hand and said with tears in her eyes. If it wasn't for this woman in front of her, her son would not have changed.
Ling Die could only smile bitterly. Mu Wu didn't change because of her, but she didn't refute. This was also a way to protect Mu Wu.
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