The daughter of the first wife is a little fierce: the war god prince loves her to the sky

The battle between Xiao Hong and Chu Tianze finally ended with a winner, and Chu Tianze was still the better one.

The two armies fought for two days and two nights. Beiyan was defeated and retreated directly to Pingliang to defend the city. Qing'an had no food and grass, and it was not as easy to defend as Shangliu City, so it was impossible to fight a protracted war. There was no need to hold on, and it would disperse the troops. So Xiao Hong and Yuwen Yaofeng directly gave up Qing'an.

On the Pingliang city wall, Xiao Hong's face was a little dazed. Although Daxia had more soldiers and horses than them, he was defeated and he would not make excuses for himself.

"If your father was here, would Yaofeng lose this battle?"

Yuwen Yaofeng said with certainty, "No", his father is the person he admires most in his life

Then he blamed himself and said, "Your Highness, this battle is not your fault. It's all because Yaofeng's skills are not as good as others." If he had his father's style, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Xiao Hong smiled and shook his head. "Victory and defeat are common in the military. Your Highness is not someone who cannot afford to lose. Yao Feng does not need to blame himself. We still have a battle to fight. Let's do our best."

Originally, the purpose of attacking Daxia was to establish his prestige in the court. His success in taking two cities was enough to convince many people. After all, they had no reinforcements, right? Daxia was not a small country, and he did not expect it to be so easy to capture.

Chu Tianze left some people to garrison in Qing'an, and then led the army to Pingliang.

Wei Junyan stayed behind in Shangliu and did not follow. The army had left, so Chu Tianyou, as the military supervisor, naturally had to follow.

At nightfall, the imperial army had already arrived at a flat area outside Pingliang City and set up camp.

In the largest tent, Chu Tianze, the Crown Prince and a group of generals were discussing the siege tomorrow. Bai Chuxiao was also there. Everyone had seen how powerful she was in the past few days. Wei Junyan was not there either, so naturally no one objected.

"Seventh Brother, Beiyan is no longer a concern now, we can wear them down if we can."

Chu Tianyou smiled and spoke. He regained his confidence and felt that he could win the final battle.

Is he trying to steal the credit again? Yu Fengyang raised his lips and asked, "Does His Royal Highness have any good tactics?"

The prince raised his eyebrows, "What kind of tactics are needed? We have the upper hand and can just attack directly. I believe that within a day, we will drive the Beiyan people out of Daxia."

Everyone present couldn't help but give the Crown Prince a thumbs up in their hearts. This is the true "general's style". Look at it! This confidence! I'm afraid that if the General of Beiyan State came, he would have to say that he was inferior to him.

Chu Tianze sat at the head of the table, tapping the table with one finger, and said nonchalantly, "Oh? Brother, are you planning to go into battle yourself? Then tomorrow's battle will be handed over to you, brother."

Yu Fengyang then chuckled, "So that's how it is. Then tomorrow we will be waiting for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to return triumphantly!"

When did he say he would personally go on the field? Chu Tianyou cursed inwardly. He had seen how strong the two Beiyans were. If he, with his mediocre skills, went on the field, wouldn't he be courting death?

Being praised, he couldn't openly say that he couldn't do it, so he could only smile and say, "Seventh Brother, you are joking. Although I am willing, my identity is inconvenient after all."

Then he stood up and said to everyone calmly, "Don't worry about Old Seven's work. I still have important things to deal with. You can discuss the rest among yourselves."

He is now the crown prince, and will be the emperor in the future. He just needs to know how to use people. It doesn't matter if he can't fight a war. There are not many emperors in the world who can lead an army in person. So after saying this, he walked out of the tent without changing his expression.

"Congratulations to Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Bai Chuxiao curled her lips. She had been here for a while after all, so why hadn't she made any progress?

After Chu Tianyou left, everyone discussed tactics again. This battle had dragged on for too long, so they had to make a quick decision. Otherwise, if Xiao Hong won over the people, something unexpected might happen. However, Bai Chuxiao did not express any opinions. After all, Chu Tianze could handle it, so there was no need for her to say anything more.

It was already late at night when they walked out of the tent after the discussion. The night in the north was still a little chilly. Chu Tianze walked up to her and put a white cloak on her.

"Xiaoxiao, what are you thinking about? I'm tired."

Bai Chuxiao smiled and shook her head, "It's not the case for a martial artist. Besides, I haven't played in the past two days. I'm thinking about Bei Yan..."

"The news came that the King of Beiyan is not in good health and will not live for long. Beiyan values ​​the strong, and the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children is not so clear. Now the battle for the throne has reached a white-hot stage. Xiao Hong is a illegitimate son but he is talented, so he launched this war to establish his prestige and win over the hearts of the people."

Chu Tianze spoke slowly. This battle came suddenly, and he had sent Mo Yan and Mo Wen to get information early on. Now he knew everything clearly.

"Xiao Hong's ability and vision are unmatched by ordinary people. His promotion to power will be detrimental to Daxia."

Bai Chuxiao spoke slowly. It was obvious that Xiao Hong was a war advocate. If he took control of Beiyan, the next step would probably be to launch a war and fight for the world.

"Xiao Xiao is right, but the other princes of Beiyan will naturally not let him become so powerful. The eldest prince Xiao Chen intends to make friends with us and has secretly sent people to contact us. When we take back Pingliang, he should make a big move."

Bai Chuxiao nodded. The eldest prince was the legitimate son, so he still had some say, and he was not at a disadvantage in the fight for the throne.

Then he chuckled and said, "It's too early to think about these things. Civil unrest cannot be quelled overnight. In the next two years, Beiyan should not attack again."

"Xiaoxiao is right. So, Xiaoxiao, what method did you use in Qing'an? Are you still unwilling to tell me?"

Chu Tianze suddenly changed the subject. He was naturally curious about the burning of food and grass.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, there are only two of those things, and I used them both at once. It's hard to explain to you now. Let's talk about it after we return to Beijing."

Chu Tianze nodded helplessly

Before dawn the next day, Chu Tianze decided to send a surprise attack. He could not give Xiao Hong and his men a chance to catch their breath.

Bai Chuxiao in red and Chu Tianze in black armor rode side by side, looking at the broken city gate. Yuwen Yaofeng on the tower made a gesture, and the Beiyan soldiers rushed out in a strange formation.

Seeing this, Chu Tianze's face remained calm. He signaled to Murong Xuan, who then took out a battle flag and waved it a few times. The army quickly changed its position.

The two armies fought again. Seeing that the other side was about to lose, Bai Chuxiao and Chu Tianze smiled at each other, and then both flew up to the city wall.

However, Bai Chuxiao went to Xiao Hong. She was very curious about the Third Prince and wanted to fight him.

Xiao Hong laughed out loud, "May I ask your name, young lady?"

"Bai Chuxiao"

“good good”

Xiao Hong showed a hint of appreciation on his face, and an inexplicable luster flashed in his eyes.

The two men, one in white and one in red, quickly started fighting. For Xiao Hong, Bai Chuxiao did not use the shadow, but drew out the soft sword at his waist.