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

When the army arrived at the Mobei military camp, the camp gate slowly opened and a group of generals had already lined up to greet them.

Yuan Ying walked into the military camp with his head held high and his eyes firm and majestic. The Mobei military camp had suffered several defeats in a row, and Yuan Ying's arrival excited the entire camp. When the soldiers heard that the princess had disregarded her own safety and led the army to come, they all admired her.

Yuan Ying walked straight to the main camp, quickly summoned the generals of each camp, and began to learn in detail about the enemy's deployment, troop configuration, and recent combat situation.

Jiang Chong assisted from the side and reported all the intelligence and analysis they had collected along the way.

Yuan Ying listened attentively, raised sharp questions and unique insights from time to time, and her military talents made the generals secretly admire her.

Yuan Ying knew that boosting morale was of utmost importance at the moment. She sat quietly in the tent, her expression solemn and focused, dipping the brush in her hand into ink and writing quickly on the rice paper.

The next day, the rising sun cast thousands of golden rays, illuminating the military camp.

Yuan Ying stood on the high platform, her eyes firmly sweeping over the soldiers below. Although her figure was slightly frail, she was full of determination. The breeze ruffled her hair, and her armor gleamed coldly in the sun.

She stood on the high platform without saying a word, just staring quietly at the soldiers below the stage. Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

After a long while, she slightly opened her lips, and her clear and powerful singing voice, like a bolt of lightning that cuts through the silent sky, suddenly exploded in the military camp in Mobei.

"The wolf smoke rises, the mountains and rivers are seen to the north, the dragons rise up, the horses neigh, the sword energy is like frost..." As the song starts, it seems as if the battlefield scene of swords and horses is slowly unfolding before everyone's eyes.

Her voice was clear and loud, yet it also had a kind of majesty that came from experiencing many vicissitudes of life. Every note was like the beating of a war drum, striking heavily in the hearts of the soldiers.

The soldiers in the audience listened quietly at first, but their eyes gradually became hot and their hands gripping their weapons trembled slightly with excitement.

When they sang the line "Why would I hesitate to die a hundred times for my country?", the entire military camp was like a ignited powder keg, erupting with earth-shaking roars.

When the song ended, the lingering sound still echoed in the air, and the fighting spirit in the military camp was like a raging fire, burning more and more vigorously.

"Soldiers! This song is called Serving the Country with Loyalty. Does it sound good?"

"Good! Good! Good!" The soldiers raised their weapons and shouted. The sound was like a tsunami, shaking the ground slightly.

"This song contains the soul of our soldiers!" Yuan Ying's eyes were bright and his voice was like a bell. "In the past, countless heroes sacrificed their lives and shed their blood for their country, and only then did we have the mountains and rivers of Daxia today!"

Yuan Ying slowly walked down the platform and walked among the soldiers. Her eyes met with every soldier, conveying firmness and trust. The soldiers looked at her with respect and admiration in their eyes.

Yuan Ying continued, "Why are we in this northern desert, far away from home? It's for the beautiful mountains and rivers behind us, and for our loved ones who are waiting for us to return home! Now, the war is raging, our country is under threat, and our compatriots are living in fear under the shadow of the enemy."

"I know that this journey is difficult and we face countless dangers and challenges. But have we retreated? No! Just like our ancestors, we have fought bloody battles in countless difficulties. Look around you, every inch of land may be soaked in the blood of heroes. For the glory of their country and for future generations, they have never been cowardly."

"My husband, Murong Xuanyi, is still missing. He also threw himself into the flames of war for the sake of this country. I, Yuan Ying, am a woman who should have stayed behind to take care of my husband and children, but now I am standing here. Because I, like you, have loyalty to the country and a desire for victory in my heart."

"The battle ahead may be extremely difficult, and there may be sacrifices. But I tell you, our sacrifice will not be in vain. Every drop of blood will become the source of watering the flowers of victory. We must let the enemy know that our country has a group of fearless warriors, and our army is an invincible iron division!"

"When we return triumphantly, history books will remember our achievements and the people will praise our bravery. We will become the backbone of the country and heroes admired by future generations."

After saying that, Yuan Ying turned around and walked towards the platform, suddenly drawing the sword from his waist and pointing it at the sky, "We soldiers should be loyal to our country and be proud to die on the battlefield.

Soldiers! Now pick up your weapons, hold your chests high, and follow me to look at this blade and drink the enemy's blood!"

After saying that, she swung her sword at the wooden stake beside her, and wood chips flew everywhere, showing her courage and determination.

After hearing this, the soldiers were filled with passion and shouted: "We are willing to follow the general and fight to the death to defend our country!"

The sound was like thunder, echoing in the sky above Mobei for a long time, as if foreshadowing that a thrilling battle was about to begin.

Yuan Ying returned to the tent, his eyes calm and resolute, and quickly summoned all the generals to start a detailed deployment of the battle plan. "General Zhang will lead 3,000 elite soldiers and 10 artillerymen on the left wing. We will suppress the enemy's right wing with artillery first, and when the enemy's formation is slightly disrupted, we will quickly charge and join the central army." Yuan Ying's voice was steady and powerful, and General Zhang clasped his fists to accept the order.

"The right wing is in the charge of General Li. Lead 3,000 elite soldiers and 10 artillery units to outflank the enemy's rear and cut off their food and grass supply lines, causing great chaos in their army. But remember not to linger in the battle. Once you succeed, immediately return to support the central army."

General Li nodded in agreement, his eyes revealing determination.

"I will lead the central army myself, and General Jiang Chong will follow me. We will confront the enemy's main force head-on. Everyone, this battle concerns the fate of our country, so you must perform your duties and cooperate closely."

Yuan Ying's words echoed in the tent, and the generals responded in unison, with morale high.

Afterwards, Yuan Ying put on the special armor. The patterns on the armor flickered mysteriously under the candlelight, as if he was also excited for the upcoming battle.

Yuan Ying walked out of the tent and mounted his warhorse. The horse neighed, as if it sensed its master's determination.

She patrolled the battlefield, looking at the neat rows of soldiers, and a feeling of pride surged in her heart.

At this time, the sky was completely bright and there was gradually movement in the enemy camp.

"Soldiers, today is the moment for us to prove ourselves. For our country and for our glory, kill!" Yuan Ying raised his sword high and shouted loudly.

In an instant, war drums beat, horse hooves sounded, and the army rushed towards the enemy like a tide.

Yuan Ying took the lead and rushed into the enemy camp, waving his sword, and blood splattered wherever he went.

She has a strong figure and quick movements, like a god of war descending to earth.

Under her leadership, the soldiers fought bravely and their shouts were deafening. A brutal and heroic battle in Mobei officially began.