The king of Dongling State and his envoys from Dongling moved into the post station of Da Zhou.

When Yun Zhili learned that the King of Dongling was coming to the Great Zhou, he ordered people to repair the post station in advance and purchase a lot of new furniture for household use.

Lord Chang did not dare to neglect the King of Dongling, and sent people to take care of him with good food and drink. He also came to greet him every day, but he never saw the King of Chen.

But in front of the King of Dongling, he didn't dare to say a word, for fear of angering the King of Dongling.

Yun Fu, on the other hand, changed direction and decided to go to the border first.

"Fourth brother, how many people did you bring from the sect when you went down the mountain?"

"one thousand."

The people in the sect have been practicing martial arts since childhood. Compared with those big soldiers on the battlefield, a thousand people can deal with tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people.

"enough."

"What do you mean, sister? Go find the second brother?"

Yun Fu nodded: "Yes, didn't the King of Dongling use the soldiers captured in our country as a threat? We can do the same. Besides, if we can rescue all our soldiers, what else can they use to threaten the fifth brother?

If I don't drive the Dongling army out of the Great Zhou, what can I do even if I return to the capital? I'm still in a passive position. Why don't we go to the border first? Doesn't Fourth Brother have confidence in himself?"

Yun Zhilan smiled, "Since my sister likes it, then I will play with her. I will let my brother see what fighting on the border is like."

Yun Zhilan also wanted to experience everything that Yun Fu had done from the bottom of his heart.

So, the two of them changed direction and brought a thousand disciples from the sect and traveled day and night to the border.

"who?"

The sentries at the camp were also shocked to see so many people coming at once, each with a sword hanging from their waist.

Most of the soldiers in the camp are injured now. If these gangsters break into the camp, they will be finished.

Yun Zhilan stepped forward and said, "Tell General Yun that his fourth brother is here."

The sentry had also heard that General Yun Zhizhang had a younger brother who was a miracle doctor and grew up in the sect. Could it be that they were here to provide support?

The sentries were unsure and did not dare to let their guard down, so one of them quickly ran in to report.

After a while, Yun Zhizhang and his men came out.

Yun Fu called out, "Second brother."

"Is it your sister?"

Yun Zhizhang thought the voice sounded like Yun Fu and thought he had heard it wrong. He rubbed his eyes and saw that it was really her.

The moment I hugged Yun Fu, I was finally sure that my sister was not dead.

"The second brother is me."

The call of "Second Brother" made the general, who had been fighting at the border for many years, tear up. "It's great that you're still alive."

"Brother, let's go inside and talk."

"Walk."

Yun Zhizhang held Yun Fu's hand. This was the happiest day for him in more than a year.

Arriving at the tent, several people sat in the tent, but Yun Zhizhang frowned, "Xiao Si, since you brought your sister out, why don't you go home? What are you doing in this camp? Do you know how dangerous it is here? How can you be a brother?"

All his words were full of complaints about Yun Zhilan not taking good care of Yun Fu.

Yun Fu smiled and said, "Why do you look more and more like dad, second brother? You may have forgotten that I, your sister, have also been on the battlefield. I am a female general."

Yun Zhizhang was stunned for a moment, then he realized that Fu'er was indeed a female general who had fought on the battlefield.

But the first thing he thought about was Fuer's safety. She was his sister first, and only then her other identities.

He sighed, "Sister, let's go home. It's too dangerous here."

Even Prince Chen was captured by the Dongling Army. If they knew that Princess Zhenguo was here, my sister would be in danger.

Although he was a general of the Great Zhou, he was first and foremost Fuer's second brother. He couldn't gamble with his sister's life. He would rather his sister hide behind them, her brothers.

Yun Fu patted Yun Zhizhang's hand and said, "Second brother, we have discussed this on the way. Yan Beichuan, the head coach of Dongling, is over 42 years old. He is indeed a character. His courage and strategy far surpass Qi Junye's. It is expected that he will lose to him.

If we capture him, do you think the Dongling army will become a mess?"

Yan Beichuan is a sharp sword of Dongling State and the most powerful weapon in the hands of the king of Dongling. The expansion of Dongling State's territory depends entirely on Yan Beichuan.

Since he took control of the military power, the territory of Dongling Kingdom has expanded like a spring tide.

It was with his support that the King of Dongling ascended the throne of Dongling. Chu Yan once said, "To gain control of Yanbeichuan is like to gain control of half of the country."

This statement is true!

He fought for ten years without a single defeat, and wherever his iron hooves went, the enemy countries were terrified. His name was the strongest shield and the sharpest spear of Dongling State.

However, Chu Yan asked Yan Beichuan to stop fighting. The territory of Dongling was already large enough. If it expanded further, it would be difficult for him to govern. This would also make him tired.

Yun Fuzi had also heard of this man. The King of Dongling's reliance on him had long surpassed the relationship between the monarch and his subject. In the court of Dongling, his seat was second only to the king.

Yan Beichuan is not only the commander-in-chief of Dongling State, but also the pillar in the hearts of all the soldiers. If Yan Beichuan is captured, the Dongling army will be like a tiger with a broken back and lose its edge in an instant.

Yun Zhizhang naturally understood this principle, but if he wanted to capture Yan Beichuan, it would be impossible.

Seeing that Yun Zhizhang was frowning, Yun Fu knew that his second brother didn't believe that they would capture the Dongling commander.

Yun Fu asked, "Second brother, is there any painter in the army?"

"Have."

Yun Zhizhang ordered the soldiers outside, "Go and invite the painter over."

After the painter arrived, he found out that Yun Fu wanted a portrait of Yan Beichuan.

"No need to draw it, it's already in my tent."

As Yun Zhizhang spoke, he took out a stack of Yan Beichuan's portraits and placed them on the table next to Yun Fushou.

Yun Fu flipped through the pages a few times and said, "Okay. Second brother, is there anyone in the army who looks similar to Yan Beichuan?"

Yun Zhizhang didn't understand what his sister was going to do, but he still answered, "I have seen that Yan Beichuan before. His age and stature are similar to General Yang."

General Yang was a general who joined the army with Yun Zhengqing. He is forty-four years old this year and is indeed about the same age as Yan Beichuan.

"Please invite General Yang first."

As soon as General Yang entered the tent, he saw Yun Fu. He was startled for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Is it really Yun girl?"

"Uncle Yang, it's me. Second brother called you here because he wants you to take a risk and do something. I wonder if you dare. If you fail, your life may be in danger."

General Yang had already put life and death aside. The feeling of being chased and beaten by the enemy was worse than death.

"Is there a chance of winning? Even a 10% chance?"

Yun Fu smiled and said, "At least 50%."

General Yang smiled, "Okay, Princess, just tell me what you need me to do."

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