After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

It was exactly the same as her memory of her previous life.

She remembered that this time in her previous life was the critical moment when Zhang Wen stood out.

When he arrived at the border, facing the sudden enemy attack, Zhang Wen bravely defeated the enemy with a smaller force, creating a legend.

Although the trajectory of the present world has shifted slightly, causing the progress of many events to deviate from people's expectations, the predetermined outcome is still irreversible.

Until the setting sun slowly sank into the horizon like molten gold, dyeing the sky a brilliant purple-red, this fierce competition and selection gradually came to an end.

On the arena, dust was flying everywhere, and only Zhang Wen and another soldier were left, facing each other.

Their clothes were soaked with sweat, their breathing was rapid, and their muscles were trembling from the long battle, but the fighting spirit burning in their eyes had not diminished in the slightest, and no one was willing to give up easily at this last moment.

Cui Min, a general in a high position, stared at the two people in the field with eyes full of expectation.

In his opinion, only in such extreme conditions can a person's talent and practical ability be truly tested in a real battle.

Those who rely solely on brute force to achieve victory are definitely not the generals he expects.

His steady voice pierced through the noise: "Continue."

As Cui Min's order was issued, the atmosphere between Zhang Wen and his opponent suddenly became tense, and the two men were once again engaged in a fierce confrontation.

With their physical strength almost exhausted, every move and every form seemed particularly heavy for them. Any slight negligence could lead to total defeat and all previous efforts would go to waste.

The opponent suddenly changed his strategy and was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he leaned close to Zhang Wen's ear and said in a low and hurried voice: "You have never experienced the bloody storm on the battlefield. Even if you are lucky enough to be promoted to a lieutenant general, you will not be able to fight against those fierce barbarians on the border. That will only make the people on the border fall into deeper suffering."

"How about this, you stay in seclusion and practice for a few more years, and let me have this chance for promotion. If I become a lieutenant general, you will naturally get all the benefits." The other party tried to tempt Zhang Wen with benefits.

However, facing this sudden "olive branch", Zhang Wen's face remained calm, his eyes firm: "You haven't seen my true strength yet, what basis do you have to conclude that I am incapable of doing it?"

His voice was soft but revealed confidence.

"Today, either you or I must lose. I will never give up this opportunity easily." Zhang Wen's words were full of determination.

When the general heard this, his eyes suddenly tightened, as if his reverse scale was touched. A ferocious look appeared on his face, and then he pounced towards Zhang Wen like an enraged beast.

Zhang Wen was on high alert, ready to meet this decisive blow, but unexpectedly his foot slipped, he lost control of his body and fell to the ground.

The surrounding soldiers exclaimed, and a tense atmosphere instantly spread.

Just when everyone thought the winner had been decided, Zhang Wen frowned slightly, quickly adjusted his posture, took a step forward, and knelt on the ground. He looked embarrassed, but in fact he was hiding something mysterious.

Seeing this, the general on the ground thought that there was an opportunity, so he stood up suddenly and tried to launch a sneak attack. However, he saw that Zhang Wen had a calm face, and he quickly grabbed the opponent's arm with his backhand, and pressed him to the ground with his clever strength.

The general cried out in pain and struggled hard, but he was exhausted and could only grit his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness. Finally, he had to admit his defeat: "I give up!"

Cui Min witnessed this scene and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that in order to turn the situation around from a disadvantage, one needed not only extraordinary martial arts, but also a cool head and a strong will.

Turning enemies into friends is undoubtedly a wise choice.

So he cleared his throat and announced loudly: "The competition is over, Zhang Wen wins!"

As the words fell, they echoed throughout the entire training ground like a thunder.

"From today on, Zhang Wen is promoted to Lieutenant General. I will report this to the emperor tonight. When the emperor gives the order, Lieutenant General Xu will lead the army to the battle. At that time, I will personally carry out the mission for Lieutenant General Xu. May Lieutenant General Xu return triumphantly soon!" His voice was full of expectations.

Suddenly, the entire military camp erupted in thunderous cheers: "Wish Admiral Xu a speedy and triumphant return!"

While Cui Min was busy dealing with military affairs, Cui Rong slowly walked towards Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen was busy wiping the sweat from his forehead. When he saw her, he immediately stopped what he was doing and was about to salute her, but Cui Rong gently stopped him: "Congratulations, Lieutenant General Xu, this is the honor you deserve."

"Miss Duowen." Zhang Wen's face was filled with a shy but sincere smile, "After many years in the army, I finally waited for the moment to prove my worth."

Cui Rongrong responded with an encouraging look and smiled, "General Xu's glorious road has just begun. I came to General Xu to give you some advice."

Zhang Wen immediately stopped smiling and became serious: "Miss, please speak."

Cui Rongrong took out several exquisite small porcelain bottles from her sleeve and handed them to Zhang Wen one by one: "These three bottles are special wound medicines, which I prepared by myself. Unless the injury is to the bones, the wound will heal quickly after applying them for two days. The other two bottles are special medicines, specially prepared for emergencies."

"This is Admiral Xu's first time on the battlefield. These may come in handy." Her tone was full of concern.

Zhang Wen carefully took these precious medicines, his eyes full of gratitude: "Miss, I will always remember your care."

"There is nothing else that needs to be explained." Cui Rongrong chuckled, with warmth in her eyes. "I also look forward to Admiral Xu's early and safe return."

Afterwards, Cui Min finished dealing with military affairs, and Cui Rong left with him.

In the distant East Palace, the lights were dim. Song Yanyi sat at his desk with a gloomy face, listening to the report from the secret guards.

Before the secret guard could finish his words, the teacup in his hand smashed heavily to the ground, shards flying everywhere, just like his mood at the moment, shattered.

"Did Sixth Brother really make that suggestion to Father today?" His voice was low, with anger that was difficult to conceal.

The secret guard lowered his head and said in a steady and cautious voice: "Yes, the emperor was very pleased after hearing this and gave the Sixth Prince a generous reward..."

"Continue to keep a close eye on him, go down." Song Yanyi ordered coldly.

As the secret guards retreated, the palace returned to silence, leaving only the low hum of the night wind outside the window.

The secret guard bowed respectfully, then hurried out of the door almost instantly, not daring to stay any longer in this heavy atmosphere.

Inside the hall, the crisp sound of porcelain breaking broke the silence, making people's hearts tighten involuntarily.

The palace servants on duty outside, although they were some distance away from the palace, could still feel the invisible pressure emanating from inside. Their bodies could not help but tremble slightly, and they prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that Song Yanyi's anger would not spread to them, the innocent servants.