It's better to be an empress than a county magistrate

Although Murong Xiao has outstanding appearance, she is still far behind Lu Xingchen.

If I could get a woman like Lu Xingchen, then in the future...

Could it be possible that a woman like her could really sit on the throne?

In the end, the throne was still occupied by a man.

Sun Yuehui believes that his face has infinite appeal to women.

When Murong Xiao saw him, she could no longer walk and fell in love with him. It was easy for him to gain Murong Xiao's trust.

He wanted to replicate his successful experience of marrying Murong Xiao, so he set his sights on Lu Xingchen.

Sun Yuehui's gaze swept across Lu Xingchen's white neck, slender back, perfect waistline, and round buttocks stretched out by the horse's back.

Just as he was admiring Lu Xingchen in a trance, a sharp and murderous gaze shot towards him.

Sun Yuehui was completely unconscious.

A stone flew towards him and broke his earlobe.

Sun Yuehui couldn't help but scream in pain.

Murong Nan looked back at Sun Yuehui and saw him covering his ears with blood flowing out from between his fingers.

Sun Yuehui turned his head and looked in the direction where the stone was flying.

He saw Ling Xiao holding the hilt of the knife in his hand and looking at him ferociously without hiding anything.

Murong Nan glared at Sun Yuehui with a fierce look.

Sun Yuehui had no choice but to swallow his frustration and said nothing.

At this moment, the drums of war sounded and the two sides started fighting.

Wei Hu ordered a team of people to rush forward quickly.

The team was very small, with less than a hundred people.

Murong Nan put aside the little incident that Sun Yuehui had just created and looked at the situation on the battlefield with a sharp gaze.

He didn't know how Wei Hu was going to fight this battle. If more than a hundred people just rushed forward, it would be like feeding a piece of fat meat to the Qingzhou soldiers.

Sure enough, when Lu Ziqiao saw more than a hundred people rushing forward regardless of anything, he was overjoyed.

"Soldiers, listen up, charge forward and kill them all. These are just a fool who can't lead troops. They are just some bandits. Don't be afraid, move forward bravely." Lu Ziqiao drew the sword from his waist, swung it forward, and rushed out first.

Who would have thought that the small group of troops sent by Wei Hu would be defeated before they even came into contact with the Qingzhou troops, and they would drop their weapons and flee back.

Seeing this, Lu Ziqiao was overjoyed and rushed forward with his horse's belly tightened.

His horse was much stronger than the other soldiers' horses.

Under his leadership, the Qingzhou troops marched forward without hesitation. Everyone wanted to make merit, and everyone thought they could chop off the other side's commander's head and get a reward of 500 taels of silver.

Murong Nan was also stunned by the scene before him.

Although the Qingzhou troops were very close, Wei Hu did not order the arrows to be shot.

If a intensive wave of arrows were to attack at this time, the enemy would surely suffer heavy casualties.

At this moment, Wei Hu's troops finally moved.

A dozen shield bearers holding huge shields moved forward quickly, forming a V-shape.

Murong Nan had never seen a war like this before. The infantry actually rushed towards the cavalry with their shields raised without any scruples.

The shieldmen might be able to hold off one or two, but what about the infantry behind them?

Murong Nan stared intently at the situation on the battlefield.

Lu Xingchen's suicidal fighting style almost made his jaw drop.

But just when he thought that the Qingzhou soldiers would chop off the heads of the Yuzhou soldiers as easily as chopping melons and vegetables,

Suddenly, countless long spears and branches stretched out from behind the shield.

The Qingzhou soldiers had never seen anything like this before and were immediately knocked off their horses.

As the Qingzhou soldiers landed, their heads were instantly cut off by the swordsmen.

Murong Nan looked at the chaotic scene on the battlefield, but Wei Hu's soldiers remained motionless.

The shieldman is the shieldman, the gunman is the gunman, and the swordsman is the swordsman. Everyone has his own job and there is no confusion.

Although Murong Feihe, Huang Shan and others had also experienced the strength of Lu Xingchen's troops, this scene still shocked them so much that they were speechless.

Even Sun Yuehui almost forgot the pain in his ears as his attention was completely drawn to the situation on the battlefield.

Lu Ziqiao was originally a pampered second son

On the surface, he reads military books every day, but he is just superficial. How can he really get into the content?

He had never led troops into battle and had no idea what war was like.

But the King of Qingzhou actually sent such a person to the battlefield, with the selfish intention of letting him make merit, and then making him the Crown Prince of Qingzhou under the legitimate name.

The King of Qingzhou merely occupied Qingzhou, which was nothing, and he was already having trouble with the succession to the throne.

If this kind of person doesn't suffer bad luck, who will?

Ma Chao recognized Lu Ziqiao's identity at a glance and rushed forward with the spear in his hand.

Lu Ziqiao was already frightened out of his wits and was ready to turn his horse around and return to Qingzhou City.

How could Ma Chao give him such an opportunity? He knocked him off his horse with one spear.

"Tie him up for me." Ma Chao said sternly.

Two followers went up and pushed Lu Ziqiao to the ground.

"Let me go. Do you know who I am? Be careful or you will lose your head." Lu Ziqiao struggled and shouted.

Soon, Lu Ziqiao was brought in front of Wei Hu.

"General Wei, this man should be the son of the King of Qingzhou," said Ma Chao.

Wei Hu drew the long sword from his waist and put it under Lu Ziqiao's throat. "Tell me, who are you? If you dare to lie, I will chop off your head."

Lu Ziqiao had already lost his courage. "I am the second son of the King of Qingzhou. My mother is the King of Qingzhou's favorite concubine. My father loves me very much. Please don't kill me. As long as I ask my father to open the city gate, he will definitely open it."

Wei Hu looked at Ma Chao. He didn't expect that the son of the King of Qingzhou was such a wimp.

"Let your soldiers lay down their weapons and surrender immediately," Wei Hu said.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Ma Chao brought Lu Ziqiao back to the battlefield and stood him on his horse.

"Qingzhou soldiers, put down your weapons, put down your weapons." Lu Ziqiao shouted.

Suddenly, some Qingzhou soldiers saw Lu Ziqiao.

They never expected that the second young master would be arrested like this.

Soon, the Qingzhou soldiers laid down their weapons and stopped resisting.

The fighting on the battlefield was completely over.

The Qingzhou soldiers surrendered and knelt on the ground.

Murong Nan was dumbfounded. How could a war be fought like this?

"Let's go, General Murong. The other side has lost at least two thousand soldiers, which has reduced a lot of resistance for your siege..." Lu Xingchen smiled faintly, but the confidence released in his eyes was radiant.

Not to mention Murong Feihe, even an old man like him would be conquered by such a woman.

Even if he doesn't have a son like this, it would be fine if he had a daughter like this.

Murong Nan thought of his disappointing daughter and sighed in his heart.

Looking back now, how could he not know what Sun Yuehui had done.

At that time, he felt that Sun Yuehui was a hypocritical person with a good appearance.

What could he possibly do? It was this good-looking face that had fascinated his daughter so much that she insisted on marrying him as her son-in-law.

Now he and Feihe are protecting Murong Xiao. If something unexpected happens one day, who can protect her?