After crossing, I surrounded the capital from the countryside

Her fists smashed into the soldier's chest like hammers, and her kicks were even more powerful. Every kick was accompanied by a whistling sound of wind, as if it could tear the air apart.

The soldiers' attacks seemed to lose their power in front of her and were resolved one by one by her.

"Look at my 'Wind and Thunder Fist'!" Shen Qingqing shouted, clenched her fists, and blasted towards a soldier like two lightning bolts.

Seeing this, the soldier hurriedly raised his shield to block, but with a "crack" sound, the shield was shattered by her fist. The remaining force of the fist hit the soldier's chest directly, knocking him several meters away.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The soldier covered his chest and said, "Master Shen, you are too cruel!"

"Hahahaha" Shen Qingqing knew what was going on: "It's okay, I know, they're just superficial injuries, just apply some medicated oil and it will be fine!"

"It's amazing!" The soldiers' exclamations almost shook the sky. They stared at the scene with wide eyes in disbelief.

The battle became more and more intense. Shen Qingqing and the soldiers' figures intertwined and collided in the setting sun. Sweat and dust intertwined to form unique battle scars.

Finally, amid cheers and applause, Shen Qingqing ended this exciting competition with a "Dragon Soaring to the Sky" that shocked the whole audience. Her figure soared into the air like a giant dragon, and then suddenly fell down, crushing the stone slabs on the ground with one foot, shaking everything around her slightly.

The soldiers knelt on the ground one after another and bowed to this war-like woman.

"Master Shen is mighty!" the soldiers shouted in unison, their eyes full of admiration and worship.

It was also from this day on that the soldiers' eyes looking at Xiao Yuheng became complicated, as if a mixture of pity and admiration.

In the military camp, the soldiers sat in a circle and talked in low voices. The topic naturally turned to Shen Qingqing and her future husband Xiao Yuheng.

"Speaking of how powerful Sect Master Shen is, I'm really worried for Lord Xiao. Sect Master Shen is so powerful. If he's in a bad mood one day, wouldn't Lord Xiao suffer?" A young soldier said with a bit of joking but also mixed with some real worry.

As soon as he finished speaking, a low laugh was heard around him.

More and more soldiers cast complicated glances at him, expressing both admiration for Xiao Yuheng and pity for him as he was about to become Shen Qingqing's future husband.

"But then again, since Lord Xiao can win the heart of Sect Leader Shen, he must have something extraordinary. Maybe, he is the wise and brave man hidden in our military camp." An elderly soldier interrupted the discussion, with some certainty in his tone.

The soldiers nodded in agreement: "It's very likely. Anyway, I think ordinary people don't dare to provoke Master Shen. Master Shen will break their bones!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

……

Shen Qingqing and Xiao Yuheng sat opposite each other, the chessboard was set out, and the black and white pieces were fighting against each other.

Their hands fell with a surging force, as if they were silently competing for another kind of wisdom outside the battlefield.

The surrounding soldiers sat around and watched, murmuring from time to time, adding a bit of solemnity and anticipation to this quiet confrontation.

The ever-changing situation on the chessboard is like the numerous troops on the battlefield.

Xiao Yuheng's chess style is as steady as a mountain, and each piece seems to contain the power of thunder; while Shen Qingqing is as agile as water, with an elusive edge hidden in the flow.

The two men battled with wits and courage, and it was difficult to tell who was the better one.

Shen Qingqing and Xiao Yuheng were immersed in the black and white chess game. Both of them had frowned faces, sometimes staring at the chessboard in deep thought, sometimes smiling at each other, enjoying this rare tranquility and tacit understanding.

However, this tranquility did not last long. A horn sounded, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, breaking the peace in the tent.

"Report--" A messenger rushed in with a solemn expression, holding an urgent report in his hand, and knelt on the ground, "The northern barbarians are invading again and are approaching the border. General Lu and General Xu are ready to lead their troops to fight the enemy!"

Xiao Yuheng frowned slightly, and said in a firm tone: "It seems that our temporary peace is about to end."

Shen Qingqing nodded slightly, with a sharp look in her eyes: "Get ready for the fight. This time, we will make sure they never stand up again."

The military camp was instantly rejuvenated, and the soldiers were full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit.

The northern barbarian army is approaching, dust is flying under their iron hooves, and the murderous intent is already there before the war drums sound.

Shen Qingqing, wearing silver armor, walked up the city wall with firm steps. Her determined eyes reflected the dark northern barbarian army below.

The armor shone with a cold light in the sunlight, which complemented the burning fighting spirit in her eyes.

She came to the edge of the city wall and stood side by side with Shen Qingsong and Lu Zhenting who had been waiting there.

The three of them stood still, their eyes sharp as torches, staring at the gradually approaching Northern Barbarian army below.

The Northern Barbarian soldiers rode on tall horses, holding sharp weapons, roaring to the sky, and looking so aggressive that it seemed as if they were going to devour this land.

Shen Qingqing, Shen Qingsong and Lu Zhenting standing on the city wall were like three unshakable mountains, standing firm.

Shen Qingqing tightly grasped the spear in her hand, the tip of the spear flashing coldly in the sunlight.

She turned her head to look at the two people beside her, only to see that Shen Qingsong's eyes were full of burning blood; while Lu Zhenting had a calm face, and he looked at the Northern Barbarian Army as if he was looking at ants.

Their eyes met, and they understood each other's feelings without saying anything.

"The northern barbarians are invading, we swear to defend our homeland to the death!" Shen Qingqing said in a deep voice. Although her voice was not loud, it was full of strength and determination, as if it could penetrate the clouds and reach the sky.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingsong and Lu Zhenting shouted in agreement.

"The northern barbarians are invading, we swear to defend our homeland to the death!"

Hearing this, the soldiers below also shouted.

"The northern barbarians are invading, we swear to defend our homeland to the death!"

"Swear to protect our homeland to the death!"

"Swear to protect our homeland to the death!"

As the Northern Barbarian Army approached, the atmosphere on the city wall became increasingly tense. Soldiers tightened their weapons and prepared for battle.

Slingers and archers were also ready to go, just waiting for these northern barbarians to step into the attack range.

The iron cavalry of the Northern Barbarians poured in like a tide, rolling dust obscured the sky, and the sounds of war drums, horns, and metal clashing intertwined into a thrilling symphony.

Their charge was like a gust of wind sweeping across the plains, and their battle flags fluttered in the wind, as if they were vowing to flatten this steadfast city.

On the city wall, the soldiers of the Great Zhou were on full alert, arrows rained down, catapults roared, and stones streaked through the sky and smashed into the enemy.

But for some reason, the Northern Barbarian Army was not afraid at all this time. Under the iron hoofs of the enemy, they still marched forward bravely, like a group of tireless wild wolves, ferocious and tenacious.