The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

It was dark outside, and the soldiers had already fallen asleep on the grasslands of Mobei.

The patrolling guards were alert to any disturbances around them.

The soldiers in charge of the sentry perked up and took turns standing guard.

When Si Yan returned to the military tent, there was news about the left wing army heading to Mobei.

The person who came to deliver the message was A Fan. Obviously, the message was spread by the eagles from Yayue Pavilion.

"Miss Si, the Yan King's army has encountered the Hu Lu Zuohe King's army to the southwest of our army."

"The Yan King's army has severely defeated the Zuohe King's troops and is pursuing the Zuohe King's remaining troops towards the royal court."

"I understand." Si Yan responded softly.

Ah Fan retreated respectfully.

Si Yan called Yun Li and said, "Order the three armies to set out early tomorrow morning and head west to join the left wing of the Prince of Yan's army."

They had detailed maps of the Mobei steppes, and the various armies were in contact with each other.

This is very important for marching.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, the army, after a night's rest, continued to advance deeper into the Mobei grassland.

This time, no one objected.

After the battle at Wang Ting, General Si Yan, the Flying Eagle, became like a god in the eyes of the Yan soldiers.

The soldiers of the Yan army followed General Si Yan with full confidence and marched for two consecutive days.

Early in the morning of the third day, the scouts reported.

"Master, a large army of over ten thousand barbarians is approaching from the southwest, thirty miles away from us. Judging from the situation, they appear to be the remnants of the Zuohe King's army."

The Hu Lu have a total of 100,000 combatants, who have been divided into three groups.

An army of the Mobei Royal Court has been destroyed by Si Yan.

The other two forces, one blocked the army of King Yan to the west, and the other blocked the army of King Yan Peng to the north.

This army obviously came from Yan Longyi in the west.

Then they are most likely the troops of Prince Zuohe who had fought against Prince Yan.

The Yan general looked at Si Yan and said, "General, should we stop this army?"

"Attack immediately!"

At Si Yan's command, the soldiers immediately prepared for battle and rushed towards the Hu Lu army.

Yan Mujin and Gao Xu rode on horseback and followed the army.

Yan Mujin always felt deeply regretful that he was unable to capture the Hu Lu King personally.

"This time, I will definitely capture King Zuohe alive." The young man waved his sword and shouted loudly.

Gao Xu said nothing and followed him silently.

Han Li and Xu Ye were also very excited. They thought that after fighting in the royal court, they would return.

They didn't expect that they could still fight against the barbarians now. They would definitely chop off their heads and gain military merit.

This large army of barbarians was indeed under the command of King Zuohe.

They were badly defeated in the battle with Yan Longyi and fled all the way back to the Mobei royal court in panic.

On the way, they also learned that the royal court had fallen, and the King of Hu Lu and Prince Ari Leng were both killed by the Yan army.

For a moment, King Zuohe was at a loss as to where his army should go.

The Hu Lu army was resting on the grassland when suddenly they heard a burst of shouting and killing.

King Zuohe quickly gathered everyone and prepared to fight.

"King Zuohe, this army is coming from the direction of the royal court."

"It seems that the king was really killed by them."

The news of the Hu Lu King's murder spread across the grassland overnight, causing the morale of the Hu Lu soldiers to plummet.

King Zuohe didn't believe it at first, but if the Mobei royal court was still there and the king was still there, there would be no way the enemy would be able to cross the royal court's defense line and appear here.

"King Zuohe, what should we do now?" asked a general under King Zuohe.

"Yan Longyi is hot on our heels, and the enemy is coming from the front. It's God's will to destroy us grassland warriors."

"Yes! Yes..." Before the army started fighting, there was already a sound of wailing among the Hu Lu army.

Prince Zuohe brandished his sword and shouted angrily, "Follow me, mount your horse, and fight your way out of this bloody situation."

Although the Hu Lu soldiers were unwilling, they still mounted their horses and gathered around King Zuohe.

"Kill!" King Zuohe shouted and led the charge out.

The heroic King Zuohe gave courage to everyone, and the barbarians mounted their horses and followed King Zuohe to charge forward.

On the opposite grassland, Si Yan led the Yan army, still forming a heavy armored formation in the front, with pointed shapes and wing-like wings spread out on both sides, maintaining the formation and charging towards the enemy.

The Hu Lu people roamed freely on the grassland, but when they saw the battle formation of the Yan army, they felt extremely unfamiliar.

They drew their bows and arrows and shot at the Yan army soldiers in the formation. Most of the arrows were blocked by the shields of the heavily armored soldiers in front.

The Hu Lu army rushed towards the heavily armored soldiers in the front, but was blocked outside the formation by the hard armor.

The Yan archers who were protected behind the formation took the opportunity to fire a large number of crossbow arrows.

The barbarians suffered heavy losses without any protection.

King Zuohe's old injury relapsed, and the soldiers around him were as anxious as ants on a hot pan when they saw that there was no way out.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "King Zuohe, Yan Longyi's pursuers are coming."

The Hu Lu army looked up and saw a group of flying cavalry suddenly appearing on the hill behind them.

"How could it come so quickly?" King Zuohe frowned.

The Yan King's army should have been left behind by them for a certain distance and would not have arrived so quickly.

King Zuohe did not know that these were not ordinary troops of Yan State, but a thousand elite soldiers selected by Yan Longyi.

"I do not know!"

"King Zuohe, let's run away!"

"Yeah, we can't beat them, let's run away."

At this time, the Yan soldiers who were fighting against the Hu Lu also saw the cavalry rushing down the opposite hillside.

This army was not large in number, appearing to have only a thousand men, but the sound of their horses' hooves flying and thundering was enough to make one's heart tremble.

"Master, the prince is here!" Yun Li's face was full of excitement.

As soon as he saw the momentum, he knew that it was the prince who was leading the troops personally.

He had always been worried about the prince. The western route that the prince led the left army on was close to the junction of the Mobei grassland and the Beimang Kingdom, and was the longest marching route.

Now that he had seen the prince, Yun Li finally felt relieved.

Si Yan looked at the cavalry galloping towards him and gave orders to the soldiers of the three armies.

"Attack them! Join forces with the King of Yan to attack from both sides and eliminate the remaining forces of the King of Zuohe."

In an instant, the Yan army maintained its formation and charged towards the Hu Lu army.

The two armies responded to each other, the Hu Lu's momentum was greatly reduced, and they were defeated.

King Zuohe was still charging in the front, but the soldiers in the rear had already retreated and fled.

King Zuohe had no choice but to order his soldiers to retreat, and he fled under the escort of the surrounding guards.

Just as they turned around and fled, Si Yan gave another order: "Heavily armored soldiers, move aside. Light cavalry, pursue at full speed, firing crossbows."

In an instant, the black-armored soldiers in front made way for them.

"Charge!" Han Li and Xu Ye rushed forward and chased after the defeated Hu Lu soldiers.

Yan Mujin and Gao Xu were also among the cavalry, waving swords and shouting as they rushed towards the defeated Hu people who were fleeing to the north.

After a fierce battle, more than half of the tens of thousands of barbarians were killed or wounded, and the rest fled without a trace.

The pursuing Yan soldiers returned one after another.

Si Yan was standing on the grassland, a Pegasus was galloping towards her. The man on the Pegasus was dressed in black, tall and handsome. His starry eyes caught sight of the slender figure in the crowd.

"Prince! The Prince is here!"

"King Yan! King Yan! King Yan!" The soldiers shouted in unison, and the deafening sound echoed across the grassland.

Yan Longyi waved to everyone, rode his horse in front of Si Yan, raised his long legs, and jumped off the horse.

He slowly walked up to the woman and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Ah Yan."