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Yan Jingzhai closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then he opened his eyes and started Cihang Jingzhai's first challenge against the great demon Chu Feng with a fearless spirit.

On the first day, Yan Jingzhai was defeated.

Lost seven times in a row.

In the early morning, Yan Jingzhai lay on the bed and looked at the tent ceiling blankly.

Lost, and it was a crushing defeat.

Miserable cannot be miserable.

Shi Qingxuan sat beside the bed and advised: "You give up. Mr. Chu is invincible, especially in this aspect."

Yan Jingzhai slowly shook his head.

She had expectations before coming.

Cihang Jingzhai has been handed over to Shi Feixuan.

She no longer has any worries.

Unsuccessful, become benevolence.

If one day doesn't work, then ten days; if ten days doesn't work, then one hundred days.

One day, she will defeat Chu Feng and leave the shadow of failure in his heart.

Ten days later, Yan Jingzhai lost seventy times in a row.

She finally had experience.

Today, she will win!

Yan Jingzhai's eyes shone with a strange light.

She looked at Chu Feng who was so close, gritted her teeth and endured.

A holy radiance almost burst out in her heart.

At this time, Chu Feng smacked his lips and said, "Come in."

"Yes."

The voice was crisp and familiar.

Yan Jingzhai's face instantly showed panic and disbelief.

She stared at Chu Feng with wide eyes and pleading.

Chu Feng asked with a smile: "Are you convinced?"

Yan Jingzhai's lips were trembling, and he couldn't say the word "dissatisfied".

Squeak, the door opened.

Familiar footsteps sounded.

A voice shouted in surprise: "Master?!"

Yan Jingzhai lost again.

Chapter 1 Ninety Sisters are still very attractive

The northwest of the Ming Dynasty was the junction of the Yuan, Ming and Tang Dynasties.

The two armies stopped at the border.

Wang Baobao and Li Shimin stood up on horseback.

Looking at the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers of Ming Dynasty in front of me.

Wang Baobao whipped his whip eastward.

"Brother Li, today is the beginning of your decision to rule the Central Plains. Don't forget our agreement. The western part of the Ming Dynasty belongs to me, and the eastern part belongs to you."

Li Shimin laughed loudly and said loudly: "Don't worry, let us ride on the Ming Dynasty and fight for hegemony in the world!"

The two of them rode their horses at the same time and stepped into the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

Behind him, 20 soldiers and horses were lined up on both sides, and their iron hooves were rolling straight towards the east.

At the same moment, hundreds of miles away behind him, a team of 10 people was emerging from the forest where they were hiding.

The leader laughed and said: "Second brother, you would never have thought that my eldest brother would personally lead the troops. It's a pity that you spent all your energy and wisdom to make my wedding clothes. If I conquer the Yuan Kingdom, my status will be as stable as Mount Tai, even with Cihang." With Jingzhai’s support, you can’t even think of inheriting the throne!”

With a wave of his hand, one hundred thousand cavalry surged towards the south like a tide.

In the villa on the outskirts of Yanjing, Chu Feng looked at the girl opposite, who was [-]% similar to Song Yuzhi.

She is Song Yuhua, the eldest daughter of the Song clan.

Song Yuhua's eyebrows were lightly frowned, and her expression was gentle and soft. She was completely different from Song Yuzhi's strong character, but she still had an endearing charm that people couldn't bear to reject.

Her lips parted slightly and she said, "Don't be offended, sir, by visiting me without permission."

"You're welcome, Miss Song. What do you want from me?"

Because of her charming demeanor, Chu Feng was very fond of her.

"Do you know that Prince Li Jiancheng is no longer in Chang'an?"

Song Yuhua blinked at Chu Feng with big eyes.

Seeing that Chu Feng's expression remained unchanged and he was not in a hurry, Song Yuhua quickly continued: "My father just received the news that Li Jiancheng left Chang'an a month ago. Do you know where he went?"

Chu Feng was still noncommittal and picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Song Yuhua stepped forward anxiously, took Chu Feng's hand and said:

"Sir, my father asked me to bring news that the prince is not in Chang'an. One hundred thousand border troops are marching south to the Yuan Kingdom, while the army of the King of Qin and the army of the Prince of the Yuan Kingdom are marching eastward into the Ming Kingdom. There must be great changes in this."

Such a delicate beauty held Chu Feng's hand, with an anxious look on her face, making it impossible not to answer.

Chu Feng gently patted Song Yuhua's tender white hands and said, "What are you afraid of, Miss Song? These things should not affect the Song family."

Song Yuhua was a little embarrassed, lowered her head and said softly: "Yuhua is very scared."If the prince is determined to destroy the country, my father will not be able to refuse the marriage request. I, I...don't want to...

As he spoke, his big eyes were full of tears and were about to fall.

Chu Feng couldn't help but hold her hand and hold her tightly in his arms.

Then, I secretly thought that it was awesome.

Song Que was indeed no ordinary person.

He must have known that Li Xiuning had been here and knew that Song Yuzhi was no match, so he sent over this sister who could compete with Li Xiuning.

If it were just my sister, that would be fine.

Although Song Yuhua and Li Xiuning are very different, Li Xiuning has the blessing of being a princess after all.

In comparison, Song Yuhua's status is somewhat inferior.

However, the Song clan also has an advantage. They have two sisters.

Sisters... are still very tempting.

Song Yuhua leaned in his arms and said softly: Our Song family used to be from Lingnan. We had to move to the northwest due to circumstances.

My father has never liked barbarians, let alone Li Yuan, but the men in our Song family are weak and not capable enough to compete, otherwise he might have been involved in the dispute for the world.

Chu Feng listened quietly, while holding Song Yuhua's waist and stroking it gently.

Song Yuhua was very obedient and even more well-behaved than Li Xiuning. Although she felt a little itchy in her waist, she still endured it with a red face.

She leaned on Chu Feng's chest and said softly: There are only a few people who can compete in the world now. Emperor Ming is dead and Emperor Yuan is newly established. The only people who are most capable of winning the world are you and Emperor Tang. "

"Alas! What should I say to Jiao Yuhua?

Song Yuhua's delicate jade fingers unconsciously drew circles on Chu Feng's chest.

"Yuhua only hopes that you can unify the Central Plains, so that our Song clan can go south to Lingnan, return to our ancestral homeland, and live a peaceful life without knowing anything about the world."

Song Yuhua begged softly, her voice was delicate, and Chu Feng felt as if he was about to melt.

But he still didn't say yes.

Song Yuhua looked embarrassed, lowered her head and bit her lower lip, but stopped talking.

After a while, as if he finally made up his mind, he looked up at Chu Feng and said softly: If you can help Yuhua fulfill her wish, Yuhua... is willing to serve you together with her sister.

After Song Yuhua finished speaking, her pretty face was already red.

She buried her head entirely in Chu Feng's arms and did not dare to come out.

Chu Feng smiled slightly and finally said: "It's almost time. You wait for me here. I'll come as soon as I go."

Song Yuhua raised her red face with a questioning look.

As if to say: Where to go?

Chu Feng smiled without saying a word.

After leaving the door, he summoned the little red horse and headed west, disappearing into the vast darkness in the blink of an eye.

A hundred miles west of Yanjing.

The two armies were stationed in separate camps.

The Yuan army camp was bustling with excitement and chaos.

The Tang Army camp was silent.

Li Shimin stared at the Yuan army camp with flickering lights in the distance, his eyes flashing.

"Is the news accurate? Li Jiancheng really led troops to attack Dadu in person?"

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Li Jing nodded and said: "The news is true. The prince led his troops and marched straight in. They only attacked the fortresses blocking the road and ignored the other cities. Now they have arrived outside the capital city. Presumably, Wang Baobao also got the news at this time."

He looked at the Yuan army camp opposite and whispered: "The prince's meritorious service is very detrimental to the King of Qin. Should we let Wang Baobao go and let him go back to fight with the prince?"

Li Shimin slowly shook his head.

"There are still [-] elite soldiers in Dadu, and the new Emperor Yuan is a veteran of many years of fighting. Li Jiancheng will never be able to capture Dadu. If Wang Baobao returns and attacks from both sides, Li Jiancheng will be defeated. However, if he loses, there will be no benefit to me."

Li Shimin went straight to the Yuan army camp opposite and said in a deep voice: "For us, the best way is to destroy Wang Baobao, gather them together, and then capture the northern cities of the Yuan Kingdom one by one, and let Li Jiancheng A person works hard to survive in Dadu."

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Li Jing asked: "It's been too long. What if the prince really conquers Dadu?"

Li Shimin sneered, "Without food and baggage, how could he attack Dadu? At first he cut off my food and grass in the rear, but now we are guarding his retreat, and his lifeline is in my hands. I also let him have a taste of being beaten. It feels like being held back."

In the distance, the Yuan army had already left the camp and set off.

Li Jing asked: "King Qin, do you want to pursue him now?"

Li Shimin shook his head, "Don't worry, they must be careful at this time, and fighting in the dark is not good for us. You go and arrange the security, let everyone have a good sleep, and the army will go out tomorrow, and we will pursue them one after another. We must let Wang Baobao die." In the Ming Dynasty!"

In the Yuan army camp, all the torches were taken away and the bonfires were extinguished.

The whole camp was plunged into darkness.

Only the densely packed tents were left, swaying in the wind.

In the largest main tent, two points of cold light flickered faintly.

Wang Baobao slowly stroked the horse beside him.

The war horse's mouth was tied with something, making it unable to make any sound.

One person and one horse just waited quietly in the tent.

I don't know how long it took, but someone outside the tent suddenly whispered: "Prince, the time has come."

Wang Baobao led his horse out of the tent, and there were densely packed black cavalry outside.

No words, no orders.

Wang Baobao got on his horse.

Choking.