A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

After the court session, Yuan Ying returned to her residence. She went to the study first, unfolded the military map of Mobei, carefully studied the terrain and the enemy's deployment, and planned the strategic deployment after the expedition. She knew that this was a heavy responsibility, and the life and death of a hundred thousand troops depended on her, so she could not afford to slack off.

Afterwards, she came to the backyard and looked at the martial arts training ground under the tree. The scene of practicing martial arts with Xuan Yi in the past came to her mind vividly. She gently drew out her long sword, and although her body had not yet recovered, she still danced slowly, showing her determination in every move, as if declaring her determination to the world.

Yuxi watched silently from the side, feeling distressed, but also knowing that she could not dissuade him. After Yuan Ying put away his sword, she hurried forward and handed him a towel: "Princess, please take a rest first, don't get tired."

Yuan Ying took the towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's okay, I need to recover as soon as possible so that I can command on the battlefield."

Two days later, the whole palace was busy. Yuan Ying selected the generals to accompany her and discussed the marching route and battle plan with them in detail. At the same time, she checked the military equipment to ensure that everything was safe.

Hua Qiansong came with some newly developed secret elixirs: "Xiaoying, these elixirs can help you recover quickly, you must be careful and take care of yourself. Alas!"

Yuan Ying took it gratefully: "Master, thank you very much."

Su Meiniang and the wet nurse brought the children to Yuan Ying and said, "Xiaoying, give the children a name!"

Yuan Ying looked at the twins in their cradles, her eyes full of love and expectation. She gently stroked the children's faces, thought for a moment and said, "The elder sister will be called Nianhua, and the younger brother will be called Nianguo! We'll pick their nicknames when Xuanyi comes back."

After she finished speaking, a firmness flashed in her eyes, which was the firm belief in her lover's return and the earnest expectation for family reunion. "Nianhua" and "Nianguo", behind these simple names, lies her deep affection and longing for China.

Su Meiniang nodded and praised: "Nianhua and Nianguo, both are good names. Xiaoying, you must return safely from the battlefield and watch these two children grow up."

Yuan Ying nodded slightly, with a hint of determination and reluctance in his eyes: "Master's Wife, I will."

In the early morning, outside the city gate, flags were flying and the army was gathering. Yuan Ying, wearing armor, stood in front. Although his face was still pale, he had a heroic spirit of facing death with indifference. Murong Xuanzhou and all the civil and military officials came to see him off.

Murong Xuanzhou stepped forward and handed over a cup of imperial wine with both hands: "Sister-in-law, the journey to Mobei is long and the mountains are high. I and the people of Daxia are looking forward to your early triumphant return. This cup of wine is for your journey, and I wish you a successful start."

Yuan Ying took the wine glass, drank it all, and thanked him: "Your Majesty, I will fulfill my mission and defeat the enemy to ensure peace on the border of Daxia."

At this time, the head of the civil officials, Grand Tutor Zhou, stepped forward with a scroll of silk in his hand and said, "General Yuan, this is the manifesto written by me and other civil officials to fight against the enemy. It lists the atrocities committed by the enemy and proclaims the determination of our righteous army of Great Xia. It may help you boost morale and shake the enemy's will."

Yuan Ying took it respectfully and said, "Thank you, Master Taifu. This letter will give us more power."

The generals also shouted in unison: "General, we will follow you and fight to the death!" The sound shook the earth and showed their high fighting spirit.

Yuan Ying glanced at the soldiers and said loudly: "Everyone, today we are going to the northern desert to protect our homeland and our people. Although the enemy is fierce, how can we, the men of Great Xia, be afraid!"

After she finished speaking, she drew her sword from its sheath and pointed it at the sky. The sunlight shone on the sword, reflecting a cold light.

When the people of the whole city learned that Prime Minister Yuan was going to lead the army to war, they all came to see him off spontaneously.

They gathered on both sides of the road, their eyes full of admiration and expectation. In the crowd, an old man trembled and walked forward, holding a bowl of hot wine in his hand:

"Prime Minister Yuan, you must return safely from this trip. You care about the world and you risk your own life for the sake of our people. I toast to you with this glass of wine. May you have a successful start!"

Yuan Ying leaned over to take it, drank it all, and said loudly: "Thank you, fellow villagers. I will live up to your expectations."

At this time, a group of children ran to the horse holding flowers in their hands: "Sister Yuan, these flowers are for you, you are our hero!"

Yuan Ying smiled and gently touched the children's heads: "Sister will come back with victory, and then we will laugh and play together in this peaceful and prosperous world."

There were also many young scholars in the farewell team. They shouted: "The Prime Minister is as brave as a man. With both literary and military skills, she will surely be able to drive out foreign enemies and keep our Great Xia peaceful!"

A poet immediately composed a poem for Yuan Ying:

The city was ablaze with flames and the morning sky was dim. Yuan Ying walked out of the gate with a sword in hand.

Culture can govern a country and bring peace to the world, while military force can determine the outcome of the world.

The armor shines brightly in the cold desert, and the loyalty shines brightly in Kunlun Mountains.

When he returns victorious in the future, his name will be recorded in history forever.

The passionate voice echoed outside the city gate, as if giving Yuan Ying infinite strength.

Her eyes were firm and resolute as she scanned the people who came to see her off one by one.

Hua Qiansong and Su Meiniang were filled with worry and reluctance, but they also held back their tears and encouraged her to fight bravely and return safely. Yuan Ying bowed deeply to them, thanking them for their understanding and support.

The nurses held Nianhua and Nianguo in their arms and let the children say their final goodbyes to Yuan Ying. Yuan Ying gently stroked the children's faces, his voice choking but still firm: "My dears, wait for your mother to come back."

Then she jumped on her horse, raised her sword high, and shouted, "Let's go!"

The army rolled northward like a torrent, heading towards the battlefield in Mobei. The dust raised by the horses' hooves filled the air, and Yuan Ying's figure gradually went away in the morning light, leaving everyone staring silently in their place, praying in their hearts that she could return triumphantly and continue to write her heroic legend.