When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"I seem to understand the meaning of persistence." At this time, Han Wenjun came over, and when he looked at Jiang Yunchu, his eyes were complicated.

"Oh?"

"I know my father and my uncle. Even though they knew they would die, they still kept fighting and fighting."

"They never do this for personal heroism. They just want to protect the expectant eyes behind them."

When those people retreated, there was belief in their eyes.

In this city, no one objects and no one makes trouble.

As soon as the order was given, the city lord began to organize the retreat, and they only saw expectant eyes and smiling faces.

They left their homes, but they were willing to do so.

"But……"

"My goal is actually farming." He smiled gently. He likes farming and used to farm with his grandfather. Later, after studying with the dean, he felt the joy of farming even more.

just now……

When he saw those people’s faces, he felt that his goals were too poor. How could he live up to their expectant looks?

"Han Wenjun, you are wrong."

These words were not said by Jiang Yunchu, but by Kang Zhixia.

"You have never been hungry, do you know the importance of food?"

"Food and grass are the foundation of the march. Among the eleven of us, not one person chose to farm. We have courts, battlefields, shopping malls, medicine, and strategies, but we don't farm."

"The people have enough food and drink, and their doors are open at night. This is the ultimate dream."

"We are called the Guardians, but we need the support of countless people, a large amount of silver, weapons, and even more food and fodder."

Everyone looked at Han Wenjun, and after hearing this, Jiang Yunchu quietly left.

These children no longer need her guidance.

Because they can guide each other, their path has already begun to emerge, and she cannot accompany them for too long in their lives, but the companions around them can.

The war drums are beating, the enemy is at the gates, and there is no end in sight.

"Jiang Fengsheng, you are just a woman, go home and take care of your children!" People from Xinjiang shouted and laughed.

The soldiers of Daning had no expression on their faces and just clenched their weapons tightly.

"Haha, look at Daning, is there no man left?" The people from Xijiang below kept clamoring.

The soldiers of Daning were all so angry that their faces turned red and they even clenched their hands.

At this moment, a slender girl stood on the city wall. She was dressed in white, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a faint smile on her face.

But she was holding a paper tube in her hand. The tube was tight inside and loose outside. She just picked up the tight part and put it against her mouth.

"As expected, it is a small border country with such short horizons."

"In our great country, both men and women can go to the battlefield. Men have the capacity to tolerate others, and women also have the talent to be generals and ministers."

"Xijiang, no, no."

The words spoken by the elegant girl made the people from Western Xinjiang blush and feel angry.

Suddenly, the situation reversed.

"Hahaha--"

"What a clever mouth! When I attack the city, I will use you to warm my bed, so that you will know the strength of Western Xinjiang and the power of Western Xinjiang men."

As soon as this person said this, the situation changed again.

On the battlefield, the situation changes rapidly, but unfortunately, the person he is facing is Kang Zhichun.

Not to mention what outsiders think of her, among her own people, several of her friends all say that she is a fake person who never gets angry. Except when it comes to endangering her relatives, she never gets angry.

Even when facing life and death, there was an instinctive smile on the corner of her mouth.

This is her.

Kang Zhichun.

"Oh?"

There was no anger, no irritation, no upset, and no sharp and harsh counterattack.

A faint nasal sound came from the roll of paper in his hand and spread far and wide.

In order to hear her voice, not to mention Daning, even Xijiang was plunged into silence at this moment.

"Let me warm your bed?"

"I'm sorry..."

"I am a strong woman, but you... hehe, are not good enough yet!" Kang Zhichun's words were like two drops of water dropped into a boiling oil pan, causing the pan to explode.

The man who had just spoken now had a red face. Looking at the woman on the city wall, his eyes were narrowed with a bit of bloodthirsty impulse.

"Quiet."

The voice with a special melody seemed to be able to soothe people's hearts. Even though they knew she was their enemy, they still couldn't help wanting to hear what she said.

"To make dirty jokes is vulgar."

"Discrimination against women is called a city, and it is called the middle class."

"Xijiang has invaded our Daning territory, killed our Daning people, and humiliated our Daning women."

Every sound and every sentence, unlike the gentleness just now, was filled with a bit of internal force. This internal force and pressure made everyone, everyone in Daning, unable to help but straighten their chests, their eyes full of fighting spirit.

They fought for Daning, they fought for the people, and they fought for their children.

"What a powerful mouth."

The desire to fight arose, and at this moment, a voice came from below.

A general in black armor finally couldn't help but speak. Xilang looked at the girl on the city wall. She looked very young, even a girl.

But she remained calm in the face of danger, and remained composed in the face of arrows from below. When did such a powerful person appear in Daning?

Which princess of Daning is this?

"It is an honor for Zhichun to receive the praise from General Xilang."

Know spring!

Not royalty.

Who is that?

Xilang laughed, and there was frank admiration in his eyes when he looked at Kang Zhichun.

"Why are you helping Daning? You are very talented. If you come to our Western Border, you will be treated as a guest of honor by the king. You will kill all the nations and unify Western Border."

After hearing Xilang's words, not only the soldiers of Daning, but even the people of Xijiang, all looked at their general.

What's going on? Why are you recruiting soldiers before the battle?

Kang Zhixia shook her head gently. The soldiers from Western Xinjiang could not see her movements, but how could Xilang, who was extremely skilled in martial arts, not see them?

"General Xilang, you are joking. You are a hero, fearless and brave, like a sharp lion. How many cities have you conquered for Western Xinjiang and how many people have you protected?"

"But……"

At this moment, the girl smiled gently, with a calm look in her eyes, and even a hint of... pity?

Xilang looked at her and his heart was actually affected by her eyes.

"The King of Western Xinjiang still doesn't trust you, and the princes of Western Xinjiang still want to use you. The people of Western Xinjiang only know the royal family, so how could they know that everything was won by General Xilang?"

"so……"

"General, Xijiang can't accommodate you, but we in Daning can!"

"Our Emperor Ning never recruited border guards back to Kyoto because of trust."

"Our Emperor Ning sent us food and fodder yesterday because he trusted us."

The girl's words seemed to be able to bewitch people. Xilang was a man with such a strong mind that his judgment would not be influenced by others at all, but at this moment he still felt a little lost.