Be good, call me uncle

Chapter 709 The Great Victory
Yu Qinghuan was so tired that she could hardly hold the sword, but she did not give in, but faced Wu Ti bit by bit: "Bad people die from talking too much. I think you don't have much time left to live, so you are so talkative." !”

The beating of war drums was still deafening.

The distance between Yu Qinghuan and Wu Ti shortened from a few feet to a few feet. Finally, Wu Ti's sword swept towards Yu Qinghuan with the force of thunder.

Although Yu Qinghuan had strong internal strength due to Yan Gu, she did not dare to use her sword to catch Wu Ti's sword.

She bent backwards, dodged Wu Ti's attack, and conveniently slashed another Northern Qi soldier who attacked her.

Wu Ti saw that she didn't dare to fight hard, so he struck her head in with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, with a sudden powerful force, the horse under Wu Ti's crotch was knocked to the ground.

It turned out to be Princess Qi's war horse, which knocked his horse to the ground.

Among the chaotic horses, there were flashes of swords and shadows.

Wu Ti quickly got up and waved his sword to block the sword attacking him.

Yu Qinghuan jumped up and stabbed Wu Ti, who was covered in blood, with his sword in the air.

Although Wu Ti was injured, he was not an ordinary person after all. He actually escaped Yu Qinghuan's attack in the lightning and flint.

The sword—grazed his neck, leaving a bloody mark.

After the initial numbness, blood instantly overflowed.

Wu Ti stretched out his hand and touched his neck, and looked at Yu Qinghuan who was attacking again with a sneer: "Woman, you are so powerful! Come again!"

Yu Qinghuan stabbed Wu Ti again, but was blocked by Wu Ti. She was petite and only half the size of Wu Ti. By seizing the opportunity and using her flexible and agile body, she could catch Wu Ti off guard.

But in a direct confrontation, she would definitely suffer in terms of strength.

So she missed a hit with her sword and quickly retreated to Xiao Hong's back, not daring to fight.

"Woman, don't run away in a hurry!" However, Wu Ti's eyes turned red and he chased after her without mercy and cut her.

Yu Qinghuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight back.

The frantic Wu Ti became more and more courageous as he fought. After a few rounds, he took down Yu Qinghuan's sword. The bloodthirsty expression on his face became more and more intense. He approached Yu Qinghuan and sneered crazily: "Woman, you want to escape after provoking me? I, the king I must catch you!"

The sword was slashing at him, but Yu Qinghuan just got out of the way, which was a bit difficult.

But she can't run away. Once she gives in, how will she set an example for everyone in the future?How can he lead everyone to guard Guiyan City?
Wu Ti was sure of victory. He raised his sword with one hand and slashed at Yu Qinghuan.

"Keng--"

A clear crash echoed endlessly.

What stopped him was Yang Qian's heavy sword.

The expression on Yang Qian's face was almost the same as his. It was a kind of excitement that the more he killed, the braver he became.

When you meet your opponent, swords collide, strong winds blow, and sparks fly.

Yang Qian protected Yu Qinghuan behind him without leaving a trace, and looked down at Wu Ti who lost his horse: "Your opponent is me!"

Yu Qinghuan said: "Attack his lower plate, that is his weakness!"

After shouting this, Ling rushed to Yu Qinghuan's side and protected her tightly.

Unexpectedly, the second prince did not have the brave spirit of never retreating even if his head was cut off and blood flowed like other Northern Qi people. When he saw Yang Qian joining the battle, he weighed the situation in front of him and immediately gave up the fight with Yang Qian and grabbed a horse. The war horse led the team back.

Yu Qinghuan sent a signal to Mingzhu with a whistle, and Mingzhu received the signal and sent a signal to Bai Jie.The sound of gongs sounded on the city wall, signaling Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.

Da Qin's soldiers supported their injured companions, carried their dying brothers, and quickly retreated to Guiyan City.

In front of Guiyan City, corpses piled up like mountains, but they were all from Northern Qi.

Because Yu Qinghuan had given an order before sending troops, no matter life or death, as long as conditions permit, he must leave with his companions.

The injured are treated, the dead are cremated after their identity is confirmed, and the ashes are sent back to their hometowns to give an explanation to their relatives, so that their relatives will not even have a grave when they miss them.

This time, it cannot be said to be a complete victory, but there were only [-] soldiers who left the city and more than [-] casualties, but they annihilated as many as [-] enemies.

Inflicting a heavy blow to Northern Qi could be considered a reassurance for the soldiers of Guiyan City.

After the war ended, Yu Qinghuan asked Bai Jie to count the fallen soldiers, list them in a register, and cremate the remains. Then the ashes and pensions would be returned to their relatives, so that they could enjoy incense in their hometown after death.

And she took off her armor and worked with Baili Wuxiang to treat the seriously injured soldiers.

General Liu Xiaojie went to report: "Princess, I am so happy! This time we have severely damaged the enemy. The brothers are very happy. The morale of our army has been greatly boosted. The fear of the Northern Qi soldiers in the past few days has been wiped away. Everyone's confidence has been greatly increased. As long as we are united as one , Guiyan City will definitely be saved."

Yu Qinghuan said: "Thank you for your hard work, officers and men. I still have some things to do here. When the military advisor and I are away, Shiliu will be in charge of everything in the army. You follow his orders."

If Yu Qinghuan said such words before, I am afraid that everyone would be unjust. However, today Yang Qian fought all the way from the enemy's rear to Yu Qinghuan's side. His bravery was almost on par with King Qi. He proved with his actions that he was A rare general whose abilities are superior to those of other generals and lieutenants.

In the army, people are convinced by their ability. Who dares to disobey Yang Qian at this time.

When Liu Xiaojie heard this, he agreed without even thinking about it.

He was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and advised: "Princess, please pay attention to rest."

Beads of sweat broke out on Yu Qinghuan's forehead, but her hands did not stop moving. She responded casually: "I am a doctor, and it is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded. It is not too late to rest after the brothers' condition becomes more stable."

Liu Xiaojie sighed, but didn't say anything.

But before he left the military camp, he conveyed an order.

Not long after, a group of women and children gathered near the military camp. They brought cleanly washed strips of cloth and soju from home, and invited themselves to help the princess and the military doctor.

The men in the city went to help carry the seriously injured soldiers and assist in burning the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

The people in this city also trembled in front of the Northern Qi cavalry.

But because of the victory in this battle, everyone regained their confidence in living, gathered together, and did what they could to protect their homeland.

While Yu Qinghuan was treating the wound, he was thinking about the next actions of the Northern Qi people.

She didn't understand the situation, nor did she understand Wu Ti, the second prince of Northern Qi.

She just tried her best to put herself in their shoes and think about what her enemy would do.

Several clever girls were helping her, handing her knives, pliers and medicine. Their faces were pale, but they mustered up the courage to do what they could with their hands and feet.

She was busy all afternoon, all night, and all day, without stopping for a moment, until the conditions of the seriously injured soldiers stabilized one by one.

As soon as Yu Qinghuan sat down, he was too tired to get up.

Ling brought porridge to Yu Qinghuan. Several little girls bowed and left. However, before leaving the camp, they couldn't help complaining: "There are so many corpses of barbarians outside the city, but no one from Northern Qi has come to collect them. If they are rotten, the wind will blow." What if it blows into the city and causes a plague?"

Yu Qinghuan was enlightened, and things he had never thought about suddenly became clear.

(End of this chapter)