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Duan Yun has been in the Chihuo Army for several days, but he has not seen A Zhao, so he is unable to hand over the things that Jiang Nianwei entrusted to him.

He also asked many people in the military camp, but no one knew about the existence of such a person.

Every day they are called up for training before dawn and before they wake up. They are exhausted after training and fall asleep after eating. They have no time to take care of other things. Moreover, the discipline of the Red Fire Army is stricter than that of ordinary armies, but no one knows why.

Fortunately, Duan Yun was strict with himself in his daily life and his physique was stronger than that of ordinary people. He quickly stood out from the group of infantry and became a cavalryman.

Cavalrymen must be good at fighting on horseback, which is easy for Duan Yun, who grew up in a general's family.

Zheng Changkong hurried into the commander's tent with a bit of anxiety and bowed to report: "Your Majesty, the situation is urgent. Our army's food and grass reserves are running out. There are only seven days' supply left. This crisis is like a sword hanging over our heads, which makes us worried."

He paused for a moment, a trace of worry on his face, "What's even worse is that the spies reported that the enemy troops of the Mu Kingdom, which are only 20 miles away, are quietly gathering and preparing to move. Although their pace is slow, it seems like an undercurrent surging, heading straight for our army's hinterland. Their intentions are self-evident."

The moonlight fell, illuminating Baili Zhao's heavy face. His eyes were stern. "Food and grass are the foundation of the army. Why has it come to this? Did the reinforcements responsible for escorting the food and grass encounter some kind of accident and have not arrived yet?"

"None of the spies we sent out returned. Perhaps something unexpected really happened to the reinforcements on the way."

Baili Zhao is now in a dilemma. If he takes the initiative to attack, he must fight quickly and decisively. Delaying the attack will be very disadvantageous to the Chihuo Army.

The enemy forces of the Mu State were obviously waiting for an opportunity and looking for a suitable moment.

"Changkong, immediately send a message to the entire army, saying that I am seriously ill and cannot personally lead the army. This is not a cowardly move, but a plan to confuse the enemy, making them think that our Red Fire Army is leaderless and has lost its footing. We will take this opportunity to secretly deploy, use static to dynamic, and wait for the enemy to reveal a flaw, and then defeat them in one fell swoop!"

He touched his chest, where Jiang Nianwei's velvet flower was still placed.

The emotions surging in my heart turned into a whisper, gently echoing in my chest: "Sanniang, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I swear to overcome all obstacles and return safely, just to reunite with you."

These days, he has been secretly checking for the enemy's spies planted in the military camp, but has not found them. He must be hiding very deeply, and his true identity cannot be found out by ordinary means.

The only option now is to pretend to be sick and lure the enemy.

In order to make the scene more realistic, Baili Zhao took out the secret self-defense medicine that Jiang Nianwei had given him in the past. It was a poison that could make a person feel weak all over.

He swallowed a pill, then slowly lay down, allowing the drug to spread quietly in his body. Soon he felt the effect of the drug taking effect.

There were a total of thirty military doctors in the army, but most of them were helpless. Some knew the cause of the disease, but were unable to make antidotes due to the scarcity of medicinal materials in the army.

Baili Zhao was lying on the sickbed. Although his body was in great pain, his mind was extremely clear. He observed the military doctors surrounding him calmly.

Military doctors are scarce and respected personnel in the military camp, and most people would not suspect them. That is why Baili Zhao thought that there might be spies hiding among these military doctors.

He looked haggard, as if he had really suffered a serious illness, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his eyes.

When you look so weak, it is the best time for the enemy to attack.

The news that Prince Yu was seriously ill spread throughout the entire military camp immediately, making all the soldiers anxious. Once Prince Yu really died, the morale of the Chihuo Army would inevitably be low, and coupled with the lack of timely supply of food and grass, it would be easy to defeat the entire army.

Sure enough, the person hiding in the dark couldn't help it anymore.

Someone would bring him medicine every day, and Baili Zhao would pretend to drink it but actually pour it out.

The military doctor who delivered the medicine that day kept looking around, while the guards beside him were hurriedly called away due to a sudden emergency.

Seeing that there was no one around, the military doctor revealed his true face, "Your Highness, it's not that I'm cruel, but it's fate that cannot be violated. You are already at the end of your life. I do this just to save you from more suffering and to help you escape the suffering of this world as soon as possible."

After saying this, he no longer hesitated and tilted the medicine bowl in his hand slightly, intending to force the medicine into Baili Zhao's mouth.

Baili Zhao understood what was going on and asked weakly, "Why did you do this?"

"Be loyal to the people you trust."

The military doctor was about to continue pouring the liquid into his mouth, but Baili Zhao used all his strength to push him down. At the same time, the secret guards hiding in the dark also rushed out and took the military doctor down directly.

Baili Zhao was still gasping for breath, but he had quickly taken out a small porcelain bottle from his arms. It contained the life-saving antidote. Without hesitation, he raised his head and swallowed it all.

After the drug slowly dissolved in his body, he slowly raised his eyes and asked, "Why do you do this?"

The old military doctor raised his head tremblingly. "No comment, Your Majesty. I was unable to kill you, but... but you can't survive. I was going to bury the entire Red Fire Army with you. Now, the disease has spread throughout the military camp... You can't escape it either."

After saying that, he raised his head and hit his neck on the secret guard's sword, and blood spurted out of his neck immediately.

Baili Zhao frowned and asked Zheng Changkong: "Who is this person?"

"Your Highness, this man was originally given to you by the Queen ten years ago, and later you transferred him to the military camp as a military doctor."

Baili Zhao heard this and a bitter smile appeared on his lips: "Queen? But didn't you say that the Queen is also my mother? Why do you treat me like this?"

Zheng Changkong's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He hesitated for a moment, and finally said slowly: "Your Highness, things in the world are often complicated. The Queen is also the mother of the Crown Prince."

Baili Zhao closed his eyes and understood the meaning of these words.

People are always partial, and this is also true for cats and dogs, let alone humans. The so-called queen mother should like the prince more.

His memory was not yet clear, and he did not know other secrets, but he still remembered what the old military doctor said before he died, that the plague would spread in the army.

He took a deep breath and immediately issued an order to the entire army: Anyone with a cough, chest tightness, or fever, regardless of their identity, must be isolated and treated without error! "

Before he finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps outside the tent broke the silence. A dusty and solemn spy came in, knelt on one knee, and said anxiously: "Report to the prince, the enemy has approached Yilan Pass, only five miles away!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became tense, but Baili Zhao did not show any panic.

"Someone, bring me my armor and mask!"

Zheng Changkong immediately knelt down and said, "Your Highness, you have just taken the precious antidote. The remaining poison in your body has not yet been cleared. Your body is still weak. It may not be wise to go to war now!"

Baili Zhao felt a sweet taste in his throat, but he had no choice at this moment. "If I don't fight, and let the enemy's iron hooves break through the defense line of Yilan Pass, I will be the sinner of Dasheng. Even if I only have one breath left, I swear to defend this land to the death and not give up an inch!"

If it were my old self, I would probably make the same choice.

Duan Yun finally had the moment on the battlefield he had dreamed of. He sat tall and straight on his warhorse, flying through the smoke and dust of the battlefield. He saw a flash of silver light flashing in front of the battle formation from afar. It was undoubtedly Prince Yu's iconic silver armor, which emitted a cold and solemn glow under the sunlight.

As the tense atmosphere between the two armies reached a boiling point, the Mu army was no longer as cautious and roundabout as before.

The beating of war drums resounded through the sky, announcing that the fierce battle had officially begun.

Iron hooves roared, swords clashed, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Baili Zhao raised his red tasseled spear high and shouted, "Soldiers, charge forward!"

……

Two days later, two cities away from here, Jiang Nianwei suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in her heart. She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently stroke the hairpin in her hair. A hint of worry flashed across her brows, "Why do I have a bad feeling?"

Taozhi comforted her, "Perhaps it's just that you've been running around for days and the fatigue from the journey has made your body feel a little uncomfortable, so you've got an illusion."

"I hope that's all."

Ordinary people would have given up after traveling for days, but they have been able to hold on until now because of the spiritual spring water.

Meng Huaibei found her last night and explained the current situation, "Miss, you can stay at the inn here for a while. When I finish my business, I will take you to see the second young master."

Jiang Nianwei narrowed her eyes slightly and thought about it. The long journey had indeed made everyone exhausted, so she agreed to his proposal.

But now that uncomfortable feeling permeated her heart, making her feel uneasy and restless.

In addition, she found that the closer she got to Youzhou, the more refugees she saw, and the fewer people like them who were dressed warmly. Passersby all had sad faces and tattered clothes.

Jiang Nianwei distributed some supplies to the refugees and prepared to find out the situation in Youzhou.

"Sir, would you like to have a steamed bun?"

As soon as the old man saw the white steamed bun, his cloudy eyes immediately lit up. He took it with trembling hands and almost couldn't wait to put it into his mouth.

While continuing to distribute the supplies in her hands, she carefully inquired about the situation in Youzhou.

Jiang Nianwei saw that his feet were cracked due to the cold without shoes, and she felt sad. Then she asked Taozhi to hand him some clothes, shoes and socks, "Uncle, these clothes may keep you warm."

The old man's eyes were slightly red, and he almost knelt down. He almost fell to the ground, but Jiang Nianwei quickly supported him, "Thank you! Kind man, thank you very much."

Jiang Nianwei asked again: "Excuse me for being so abrupt, but where did you end up here?"

The old man took the clothes, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and his voice choked with sobs: "I fled here from the border of Youzhou."

When he talked about sad things, tears were already rolling down his cheeks.

"But I've heard that the Red Fire Army is invincible, so why did they let you leave your original homeland?"

The old man's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was full of helplessness: "It was the Red Fire Army that sent an urgent order, asking us civilians to evacuate quickly. Once the city is lost, everyone in the city will be plunged into dire straits and slaughtered. When we left, the prince was still leading the soldiers to guard Yilan Pass..."

In Jiang Nianwei's ears, every word was like a heavy hammer, striking her already tense heartstrings, making her frown and feeling even more depressed.

The old man burst into tears: "I also heard it from others. It is said that the reinforcements and food that should have been delivered in time have not arrived yet, and there is an epidemic in the army... No matter how powerful the Red Fire Army is, it can't resist natural disasters and man-made disasters."

"Thank you for telling me, sir."

Jiang Nianwei stepped forward and made up her mind, "I think we should not wait here any longer, and rush to Youzhou immediately!"

Jiang Lanxu nodded. "That's fine. I'll leave a message for the innkeeper so that Ah Bei can find us when he gets here."

Shuangshuang and Yuwenlong happened to arrive here, and Yuwenlong felt strange. "The war in Youzhou is so intense, but they are not in a hurry to go to Youzhou. Instead, they deliberately slow down their pace. It's really strange."

Jiang Nianwei naturally knew why. They were deliberately delaying time. After Prince Yu was defeated, the Mu army would be badly damaged in several days of fighting. They would take the opportunity to reap the benefits. It was a really good strategy.

But she would never let this group of people get what they wanted. "We should set off immediately without wasting a moment."

……

Inside the East Palace, the flickering candlelight illuminated the prince's face which was slightly distorted with excitement.

He tightly grasped the secret letter in his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter wildly.

"Baili Zhao, don't you like going to the battlefield? I will fulfill your wish and let you die on the battlefield! Hahaha! You will look down on me."

He stood up with an upright posture, as if at this moment, all the haze had dissipated and all the humiliation had been avenged.

He knew that from now on, there would no longer be sighs of "not as good as Baili Zhao" in his father's eyes, but instead there would be recognition and admiration for him as the crown prince.

Baili He couldn't wait to tell Meng Wanran about this matter, "Thanks to you, this plan can be accomplished. I am very happy and will live up to your expectations. The position of Crown Princess is definitely yours. If you want any other rewards, I will satisfy you."

Meng Wanran knew that the plan had been accomplished and the position of Crown Princess belonged to her. She couldn't help but feel proud in her heart, "Your Highness's kindness, I am grateful for it. For me, I am able to always be by your side and enjoy the prosperity of the world together. As for other things, they are all clouds and there is no need to mention them."

Baili He was touched when he heard these words, "Wan Ran, there has never been a woman around me who is as considerate as you..."

After saying this, the two smiled at each other, their eyes full of affection, and they held each other tightly.

Baili He went to the palace again overnight and informed his mother of everything. When Queen Chu Qingyin saw the prince coming in joy, she knew that the chess piece she had placed next to Baili Zhao had finally succeeded...it was worth it that she had started planning ten years in advance.

"He'er, you look so proud, is there something happy going on?"

"Mother, you have a keen eye. I have good news to tell you." Baili He bowed and could not hide his excitement. "Mother, didn't you ask me to choose the Crown Princess? I have the final candidate now."

"Is it from the Meng family, or the Xie family, or..." A hint of doubt lingered on his lips as he spoke, but before he could fully express it, Baili He had already answered.

"She is the eldest daughter that An Ning Marquis's family just recognized."

Chu Qingyin frowned, "Isn't she your concubine? You still want to make her your principal wife."

"Mother, you can see clearly that she is not only gentle and virtuous, but also an indispensable arm of my son and minister. She has helped me a lot in many important matters. With such affection and talent, she is enough to take on the responsibility of being the principal wife."

Chu Qingyin was naturally unhappy. "He'er, I have always had high expectations for you. In the future, your Crown Princess will become the queen who rules the country. Do you really think she is worthy of the position of Crown Princess?"

Bailihe said firmly: "My son has made up his mind!"

"Well, since you have such an idea, I will grant your wish!"

Seeing the determination in the prince's eyes, she sighed softly, "Forget it, if you have made up your mind, how can I not fulfill your deep affection?"

The identity of that woman was indeed not bad, and the power behind the An Ning Marquis' Mansion should not be underestimated. Since the prince liked her, he would let her go.

Speaking of this, a barely perceptible sadness flashed across the queen's eyes, and her thoughts seemed to drift back to the distant twenty years ago.

At that time, she had no choice but to marry the man arranged by her family. She was trapped in the deep palace all her life, full of sorrow.

Even the sight of the child she gave birth to with that man made her very unhappy.

When Chu Qingyin thought of Baili Zhao dying on the battlefield, she did not feel sad. Instead, she raised her lips and said, "The imperial family is the most ruthless. He'er, you must cherish your love."

Bailihe was not like her ruthless imperial husband.