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

This was followed by the thrilling sound of war drums.

At that moment, countless war drums sounded at the same time, and the whole world was shaken.

Then the shouts of killing shook the sky, as if the whole universe was making a huge cry.

Zhao Yu suddenly sat up from the bed in the central military tent.

"General, General, something happened, a sneak attack." The guards opened the curtain and rushed into the central military tent, shouting.

Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat, as if a piece of it was cut off.

He rushed out of the tent in a hurry and saw fire all around and shouts of killing.

For a moment, it seemed as if the world was full of enemy troops, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air.

"Bring the horse over here." Zhao Yu shouted.

Then he returned to the tent, not even bothering to put on his armor or clothes, and rushed out of the tent again with his sword in hand and mounted his horse.

"Don't panic, stay calm."

Zhao Yu held a big knife and rode a horse, rushing forward.

Wei Hu raised the weapon in his hand and shouted.

"Charge in and kill Zhao Yu, then we can return to Yongzhou City. Otherwise, we will continue to live as savages in the mountains and jungles."

Not only he was frustrated, but all the soldiers were frustrated.

They were holding their breath and were determined to kill everyone.

Wei Hu rode on a war horse and rushed out with two thousand cavalrymen, heading straight for Zhao Yu's barracks.

Following closely behind are archers, shield bearers, and swordsmen.

Although they were in the process of charging and fighting, the results of their training were not lost and the team of more than a dozen people did not become disorganized.

Although Wei Hu only led 10,000 people to rush into Zhao Yu's military camp.

The two thousand cavalry in the front formed one team, and the eight thousand infantry behind formed another camp.

These eight thousand infantrymen, led by Ma Chao and Guan Yue, advanced forward in an orderly manner in groups of a dozen people.

It may seem like a chaotic scene to others, but within them it is actually a complete system that can cooperate and work together.

Today is New Year's Eve. Due to the shortage of food and fodder in Zhao Yu's barracks, they didn't even have enough dumplings to eat.

The soldiers fell asleep slowly while watching the fireworks in Yongzhou City.

The most terrifying thing is that every soldier in Yongzhou City can eat a bowl of dumplings for the New Year.

For the northern soldiers, a meal of dumplings, especially on New Year's Eve, was almost the last straw that broke their spirits.

But they never expected that someone would launch a sneak attack at such a sad and lonely moment.

How is it possible... The soldiers in Yongzhou City were watching very closely, but did not see any troops coming out of the city.

For more than a month, they surrounded Yongzhou City so tightly that no one could get out, not even birds could fly out.

But where did this group of soldiers come from?

Isn’t it said that Lu Xingchen only has 20,000 soldiers and horses, all of which are in Yongzhou City?

But it's too late to think about this now.

Wei Hu led his cavalry and rampaged through Zhao Yu's military camp.

The 8,000 infantrymen behind him slowly advanced forward like a bulldozer, strangling the manpower of Zhao Yu's troops.

This battle lasted from late night until sunrise.

"General, the situation is hopeless, let's retreat." The military commander looked at the pile of corpses, found Zhao Yu, and said in a trembling voice.

Zhao Yu had been killing all night, his hands and arms were numb, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was covered in blood.

But the number of guards around him was decreasing, and looking around, he had very few soldiers.

He had 30,000 soldiers and they were all lost.

He lost 10,000 men during the siege. The emperor gave him another 10,000. Later, Lu Xingchen poured water outside the walls of Yongzhou, and the siege was almost at a standstill, and his troops did not suffer any losses.

However, facing the sudden attack of the enemy, they were defeated like this.

He had fought countless battles in his life, but he never expected to be defeated by a seventeen-year-old girl.

Zhao Yu felt ashamed to face his past.

"Go away. I am too embarrassed to leave. Where can I go? If I return to Chang'an, there will be no place for me. Should I flee westwards? Into the land of the barbarians?"

Zhao Yu put down the sword in his hand and showed a melancholy look.

The military commander wanted to persuade Zhao Yu again, but it was too late. It was impossible to break through Lu Xingchen's encirclement.

"Take care, General. I'll be leaving first." The military commander said this, turned his horse around, and galloped forward.

Zhao Yu dismounted from his horse and walked back to his central military tent.

The Central Army had already suffered many shocks in the battle and was now in danger, just like his body.

He went into the tent, took off his bloody clothes, changed into clean clothes, washed his face with the water in the basin, combed his hair, and finally took a sword and walked out of the tent again.

He looked up to the east, where the sun was rising, illuminating the whole earth. But he would never see such a beautiful sun again.

Then he drew his sword and placed it on his neck, sighing deeply.

The sword was about to cut his neck, when a stone hit his wrist.

His hand trembled, and the sword slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

He looked up and saw two men on two horses in front of him.

One of them was a woman, wearing bright red makeup, with her hair combed up, looking heroic, and her face glowing white in the warm sunlight.

"How can a man of seven feet tall commit suicide?" Lu Xingchen said in a cold tone.

"For a defeated general, suicide is the last way to retain his dignity." Zhao Yu said, looking at Lu Xingchen in front of him.

Although they had been fighting for such a long time, this was the first time they saw Lu Xingchen at such a close distance.

Last time when he challenged her at the city gate, he didn't even see what she looked like? Now that she was standing in front of him, he could see Lu Xingchen's face clearly.

This is a face of breathtaking beauty.

Lady Shufei is beautiful, but in front of Lu Xingchen, she is like mud under his feet and is not worth mentioning at all.

This is the most beautiful woman in the world.

"Dignity is not that important. Being alive is what matters. As long as you are alive, anything is possible. But who can prove what will happen to you after you die?"

"How much dirty water have others thrown on you? You're already dead, how would you know?"

Zhao Yu moved his lips but couldn't utter a word for a while.

He thought Lu Xingchen would humiliate him, but he never expected to hear these words.

"In war, victory and defeat are common. Why would you commit suicide if you lose a battle? If you want to fight, there are many. Just follow me."

After more than a month of fighting, Lu Xingchen admired Zhao Yu's abilities.

If the emperor had not failed to provide him with enough food and supplies and had not given him enough trust, Lu Xingchen knew that it would not be so easy for him to defeat Zhao Yu in this battle.

On his future conquests, he may encounter more powerful generals.

But at this moment, Zhao Yu was the best fighter she had ever met. She didn't want to lose him.

"Can you trust me?" Zhao Yu looked at Lu Xingchen with disbelief.

"Why not? I will rule over you. But as long as you can fight for me, I will use your talent, not your virtue."