Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

Prince Halder struggled for a long time and could not make a decision.

"Second Prince, it's getting late, make a decision quickly."

Prince Haldir took a deep breath and said, "Keep moving forward, be alert, and be ready to fight at any time."

Following his order, the army continued to advance along the mountain path, and the vanguard troops walking in the front to explore the way were always ready.

Prince Haldir was worried and looked around, but everything around him was quiet, with only the sound of birds singing.

As he walked, he felt relieved. Perhaps he was just too suspicious.

"Why did you slow down?"

The subordinate reported, "There is a canyon ahead, the terrain is narrow and steep."

Prince Haldir looked around. There were steep cliffs on both sides, and the misty mountain air swayed like a veil.

His uneasiness surged up in his mind again, "Stop."

The deputy general ran over, looking unhappy, "Second Prince, what's wrong?"

The second prince used to be fearless and brave in battle, but this time he was hesitant and not at all straightforward.

They are all nobles who chose to join the second prince in the fight for the throne. Each family also sent their most capable sons to fight in this war.

So, they are not slaves, but subordinates who are bound by interests and have a lot of say.

Prince Haldir pointed at the high cliff and then the narrow entrance. "This location is a natural ambush point. If the enemy sets up an ambush in advance, it will be too dangerous."

He did not allow anyone to question him and gave a strong order, "Pass on my order. Send a vanguard army to explore the way. The others can rest for the time being."

"Yes."

He is so strong-willed and won't listen to advice, and there is nothing others can do about it.

Half an hour later, the spy came running back and reported, "Second Prince, the vanguard has passed the canyon."

Prince Haldir then gave the order, "Full speed ahead, move quickly."

The canyon was long and narrow, and the road was bumpy. The army moved forward with difficulty. The second prince kept urging them on, and the soldiers could not help but complain in a low voice, anxious to be reborn.

The second prince was walking in the middle, feeling increasingly uneasy, and desperately urged the army in front to move faster.

At this moment, something unexpected happened. Several huge rocks fell down madly, hitting the soldiers on the head, causing them to scream in pain.

A fully armed team appeared on both sides of the canyon, and rocks rained down.

The second prince's face changed drastically, and he cried out inwardly, "Oh no!" His premonition came true. "We've been ambushed. Retreat, retreat quickly."

But it was too late. The retreat route had been cut off and the front route was surrounded. Both the front and the back were blocked and they were trapped.

The second prince was panicking, "Stretch out the team, take turns to cover each other, and quickly carve out a bloody path, quickly."

No matter how he changed his formation, it was in vain. The Ning army attacked from top to bottom, but the Jin army couldn't hit them and had an overwhelming geographical advantage.

"Fire attack."

Countless rockets were shot at the Jin army, and countless people were hit and burned into a ball of fire.

The second prince's personal guards protected him in the middle, trying desperately to fight their way out. A rocket flew over the crowd and shot straight at the second prince. The second prince's mind went blank, and his life was over...

Ning Zhiwei stood on the high city wall, looking at the smoke rising from the enemy camp, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling.

It's quite similar.

The deputy generals who followed him also looked over, with strange expressions on their faces.

Dongsheng didn't understand, and couldn't help but ask softly, "My lord, is there something wrong?"

Ning Zhiwei looked indifferent, "The main force of the Jin army has already set out, leaving behind a team of less than 3,000 people to cover the main force's movement."

Dongsheng was shocked. "Ah, how did you know that?"

This is no different from usual, there are still fifty big pots firing at the same time,

Ning Zhiwei smiled faintly and said nothing. After observing for a long time, his face suddenly straightened and he said solemnly, "Qi Changhe."

The deputy general bowed respectfully and said, "I am here."

Ning Zhiwei looked solemn and said, "I order you to lead 10,000 men to fight."

"Yes, sir." Qi Changhe was shocked and quickly gathered his men.

The city gate opened, and Qi Changhe led a group of men and horses to rush towards the enemy camp with murderous intent. Soon, the sound of killing was heard.

When we reached the enemy camp, the other side would panic and run away after a few rounds.

As Ning Zhiwei expected, the main force of the army had already set out overnight. The group of people left behind were small in number and insufficient in manpower, so they were quickly captured and all taken prisoner.

At this point, the first battle was a complete victory. The soldiers and civilians defending the city felt relieved, cheered and celebrated wildly.

Ning Zhiwei was finally able to have a good night's sleep. He slept until noon and was woken up by hunger.

Millet porridge, a few side dishes, and two mutton flatbreads, a simple meal.

"My lord, Prince Haldir has been captured, 10,000 men have been annihilated, and 30,000 have been captured. What do you think we should do?"

Ning Zhiwei didn't expect that Prince Halder was so lucky that he could still survive the canyon's stranglehold.

"Bring him up here."

After a while, Prince Hadir was brought up, tied up. He was covered in wounds, most of his hair was burned, his arms could not be straightened, and he looked in a miserable state.

Ning Zhiwei looked at him for a few seconds and said, "Second Prince, we meet again."

They could still sit down and chat together during trade, but now he has become a defeated general and a prisoner.

Prince Hadir's face turned pale, "Princess Jingning, you are so treacherous."

It was her plan from the very beginning, just waiting for him to fall into it.

Ning Zhiwei looked indifferent. "Warfare is the art of deception. The art of using war lies in its ever-changing nature, its true and false, its reality and its illusion." Note (1)

Prince Haldir was silent for a long time, then smiled bitterly and said, "I am not as skilled as you, so I have nothing to say."

Ning Zhiwei threw the paper and pen over and said, "Write a letter to the Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty and ask him to pay to redeem you."

As a prince of a country, Prince Hadir was defeated in the war and fell into the hands of the enemy, which was already a lifelong shame. How could he dare to ask for a ransom?

Moreover, all of his deputy generals were from powerful and wealthy families. They followed him to conquer the world this time, and some died, some were disabled, and some were injured. The families of these people hated him to death.

His path to succession was completely cut off.

"Dream on. I would never write a letter even if you kill me."

Ning Zhiwei was too lazy to waste words with a defeated general, "Okay, take him and the captives to do hard labor, and kill a bunch of them if they don't obey."

"Yes."

Shaoyao deliberately asked, "The Second Prince is injured, does he need treatment?"

Ning Zhiwei glanced at him calmly and said, "No need. He doesn't want to live anymore, so just grant his wish."

Prince Halder was so angry that his mouth was crooked. You don’t want to live anymore, and your whole family doesn’t want to live anymore.

He was tough and refused to beg for mercy, but after being thrown into digging the river mud for several days, he could no longer hold on. This bastard didn't treat their captives as human beings at all.

The river water in late autumn was already very cold. After soaking in it for a day, he felt like he had lost all feeling in his body. Moreover, he was covered in wounds. The dirt in the river had infected his wounds, and his high fever wouldn't go away.

What’s even worse is that they were not given enough to eat, only two black flour buns a day! They were as hard as rocks!

I can’t bear this hard life any longer. “I will write a letter to my father right now.”

The reply from the King of the Great Jin Dynasty arrived soon. When Ning Zhiwei opened it, a hint of sneer immediately appeared on the corner of her mouth, haha.