Time travel is risky, and love requires caution

General Zhao felt ashamed after hearing what the Seventh Princess said, and said quickly:

"It is my duty to help Beiwei out of his difficulties."

"I have confidence in you as a soldier who has made great achievements. I will leave this to the general. I have to hurry and prepare for our second wave of combat plans. Goodbye."

After saying that, Ling Qiqi ran away, leaving General Zhao alone, deeply moved. The Seventh Princess's casual words "we" made him determined to go through fire and water for her.

Yancheng was peaceful that night, but the enemy launched a surprise attack the next night. However, the amazing thing was that Ling Qiqi guessed all of them, and she even felt that it was a bit boring and uncreative.

The military and civilians of Yancheng, however, have become more confident, and after a longer period of preparation and running-in, each of them is doing their job and is calm in the face of emergencies.

Burning arrows were shot down from the mountains on both sides to various places in the city, but it was just thunder and light rain, and the fire was quickly brought under control by the concerted efforts of the people.

On the city wall, Ling Qiqi and General Zhao were observing the enemy situation together.

Although the enemy saw fire in the city, they did not see the fire spreading, nor did they see the soldiers and civilians in chaos. This was unexpected, so they were very cautious and did not rashly attack the city.

Ling Qiqi was also very patient and told General Zhao to wait until the enemy troops were at the gates of the city before ordering an attack.

Finally, the enemy began to move. They had already started to climb the wall with ladders, and more and more soldiers gathered under the city, densely packed, numbering more than ten thousand.

Ling Qiqi's bombs had been transported to the city wall in advance, and the soldiers on the city wall had also undergone special training. They were now holding a bomb in one hand and a fire starter in the other, ready to be on standby at all times.

"General Zhao, it's almost done." After Ling Qiqi said this, she took two steps back and covered her ears.

General Zhao nodded and shouted "Fire". Then the soldiers lit the bombs and threw them out one by one.

In an instant, there was a roar, flowers bloomed everywhere, and wailing was heard.

In just a cup of tea, the city was as quiet as the loneliness after a thunderstorm.

Ling Qiqi put down the hands that were covering her ears and looked down at the city. The corpses lying all over the place were shocking. Intermittent groans could be heard from among the corpses, like a call from hell.

Ling Qiqi had never seen such a tragic scene, and her legs went weak. It was too brutal, but this brutality came from her hands, and she couldn't help but feel guilty and her eyes turned red.

At this time, the enemy troops in the distance began to stir and approached the city wall again, but this time they retreated much slower than before.

Ling Qiqi wiped her eyes, took several deep breaths, and quickly calmed down. She asked General Zhao to shoot burning arrows at the edge of the isolation zone. The gunpowder that had been spread in advance was instantly ignited, forming a dazzling wall of fire. At the same time, the fire also extended along the gunpowder scattered by the horse race.

Several dragons of fire rose from the ground, and some of the enemy soldiers' clothes and hair were burned by the fire, and they ran away in the team. Some of the people around them dropped their weapons and went forward to help put out the fire, while others fled in all directions. For a moment, the enemy army was in chaos.

With new losses incurred, the enemy was forced to reorganize for a longer period of time before finally restoring order, but their momentum was clearly not as strong as before.

The enemy army once again invaded Yancheng, and Ling Qiqi asked General Zhao to prepare to open the gate and release the horses.

At the command, the city gates opened wide, and the soldiers lit the long fuses on the death-defying horses, and the short man slashed the horses' buttocks hard. The horses felt the pain, neighed, and rushed out one after another.

The mad horses rushed straight towards the enemy. Few people dared to step forward to stop them. They subconsciously gave way to the horses.

Dozens of horses successfully ran into the middle of the enemy army. At this time, the fuse had burned out. There were several roars again, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in an instant, and it was impossible to tell whether it was from horses or humans.

Ling Qiqi has become numb. War has always been cruel. Life has become a bargaining chip. What do people gain in exchange for their sacrifices?

Among the many thoughts of ancient sages, Ling Qiqi has always agreed with Mozi's "universal love and non-aggression", because of universal love, there is no aggression, but non-aggression does not mean no war.

Ling Qiqi hates sacrifice. She thinks any form of sacrifice is immoral, let alone life.

When the civil strife broke out in Nan Shen, she only used smoke to minimize the sacrifices. Although it was very risky to do so, she felt that life was the bottom line and no one had the right to despise or cross this bottom line.

But Beiwei’s situation was different this time. Although it was also an internal conflict, it was planned by the Ninth Prince for a long time and it was powerful enough to overwhelm everyone.

War is not a race against time. What can support people to risk their lives is only the belief of the majority, not the interests of the minority. The Ninth Prince may have his reluctance and dissatisfaction, but he has no reason to do so. It's a pity for these loyal and blind followers who have lost Qingqing's life.

The enemy finally called off the battle and disappeared from Ling Qiqi's sight. The night returned to its proper tranquility, and the darkness before dawn covered the mottled scarlet.

Although it was already dawn, Ling Qiqi decided to go back and take a nap. However, she did not sleep well. Although she had not had a good rest for several days, as soon as she closed her eyes, she saw the scene of corpses everywhere. She was so angry that she simply refused to sleep.

She climbed up the city wall again. The scene during the day was even more glaring than at night. The corpses almost covered the earth, and it was dark and stretched for miles.

Ling Qiqi squatted on the ground with a small wooden stick and scratched it. She calculated that each person had an average of 0.7 square meters and estimated the length and width of the battlefield. No way, there must be at least people?

Ling Qiqi couldn't help but shudder, she felt that she had committed a grave sin.

"Someone come." Ling Qiqi threw away the stick and shouted.

A sergeant nearby hurried over to listen to the order. General Zhao had already instructed that the noble Seventh Princess must be taken good care of.

After last night's battle, everyone has witnessed the power of the bombs brought by the Seventh Princess, and they suffered almost no casualties. Victory has never been so easy. They admire the Seventh Princess from the bottom of their hearts, not to mention that the Seventh Princess is so beautiful.

"Go and organize more people to check on the bodies under the city. Take off all those whose uniforms are intact and bring them back. I will need them. Also, do not disrespect the bodies and bury them properly."

"Are all...all buried?" The sergeant's eyes almost popped out of his head. With so many corpses, a huge pit would have to be dug.

"Well, they are all buried. They are also my Beiwei's people. Their bodies should not be left exposed on the streets in broad daylight. They should be buried in peace. If there are any survivors, carry them into the city and give them to military doctors for treatment."

The sergeant was very moved and turned around to organize people.