Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

To Song Zhi's surprise, Mu Yuanzhi's counterattack this time was actually quite effective.

The setting sun was as red as blood, illuminating half the sky. The snow had already fallen all over the ground, making it look white.

The two armies faced each other in the open plain, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn and murderous.

Mu Yuanzhi rarely said much. He sat quietly in the chariot wearing thick clothes and never mentioned asking Song Zhi to come to his side again.

This time, Xin Wanyun personally led the troops to fight in the Phoenix Kingdom.

As the war drums beat, the horns began to sound.

"kill!"

The shouts of killing surged like a tide, the horses neighed, and dust was splashed up. The soldiers looked determined and resolute as they rushed out together.

When the two armies engaged in battle, the sound of weapons clashing was endless, the smell of blood was overwhelming, and the blood instantly dyed the entire earth red.

Xin Wanyun was invincible. She took down several cavalrymen with one spear while riding on horseback. Her voice was sonorous and powerful.

"The world is in a difficult situation. The old emperor is ignorant, and the new emperor is cold-blooded and immoral. The people of Tianqi are suffering. It is up to us to rewrite this world."

Mu Yuanzhi's sarcastic voice came from the chariot, "It sounds nice, but you are just trying to take over this vast country and become the ruler. Why are you talking so high-soundingly?"

The chariot was parked in a place where it could not be reached by the fighting soldiers, but Xin Wanyun still heard these words clearly from the noisy and chaotic environment.

She smiled sharply, "That's what makes you different from us."

"Mu Yuanzhi, you seized the throne for power and for yourself, but we did it so that the common people could be free from suffering, and so that women in the world would no longer be unfairly oppressed."

There is never a shortage of pioneers in this world who are willing to sacrifice for their vision.

"You can admit that you are selfish and narrow-minded, but you cannot deny that there are always thousands of people in this world who are willing to sacrifice their lives for others who have nothing to do with them."

Their identities couldn't be more ordinary, they could be peddlers or writers. Even though their identities are different, they all have a pure heart and gather on this battlefield.

Of course, there were people who just lived for the military pay at the beginning, but they also sincerely contributed their own efforts.

Hearing this, Mu Yuanzhi fell silent again.

As if infected by Xin Wanyun's words, the surrounding Phoenix soldiers became even more courageous.

Song Zhi was keeping an eye on the battlefield from a distance. Seeing the soldiers of the Phoenix Country becoming more and more courageous as the battle went on, his eyes couldn't help but become moist.

The path she walked was never trodden by one person alone.

Behind her are thousands and thousands of soldiers, and this road is paved by thousands and thousands of soldiers.

Even though the Iron Cavalry was powerful, they could not defeat the Phoenix Kingdom's soldiers in terms of numbers, not to mention that the Phoenix Kingdom's soldiers were not any worse than them under Xin Wanyun's training.

As the sounds of fighting gradually weakened, one could see that the Tianqi cavalry was slowly being routed.

Xin Wanyun's eyes were filled with excitement and enthusiasm, an outburst of emotion because what he had been pursuing all his life was about to come true.

Just when the cavalry's decline became increasingly obvious, the chariot that Mu Yuanzhi was on suddenly rushed towards the battlefield.

Mu Yuanzhi's figure was shaking desperately on the chariot, but he still couldn't stop the forward trend.

The attention of Xin Wanyun and the surrounding soldiers was all attracted by the chariot. Only Song Zhi, who was outside the battlefield, saw that when the chariot started moving, a familiar figure quietly left the chariot while no one was paying attention.

Xin Wanyun rushed directly towards the chariot, and his spear pierced straight into Mu Yuanzhi's body. With a "puff" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Mu Yuanzhi seemed to want to speak, but he couldn't make any sound.

Xin Wanyun's eyes were full of hatred. She drew out her spear and lifted up his helmet, but she saw that the person under the heavy armor was not Mu Yuanzhi at all.

"why you!"

Xin Wanyun was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "What a despicable villain, he actually used his own brothers and sisters to protect himself from disaster."

Under the armor was Mu Yunhe, who was twitching in pain.

Perhaps Mu Yuanzhi had used a mute drug on Mu Yunhe, so at this moment Mu Yunhe could only make a "hachi hachi" sound but could not say a word.

"No, the one who just spoke was Mu Yuanzhi. He must have come to the battlefield."

Xin Wanyun turned around and looked around, but couldn't see Mu Yuanzhi at all.

The decline of the Iron Cavalry was irreversible. As time went on, the number of Iron Cavalry became fewer and fewer. In the end, only the soldiers of the Phoenix Kingdom were left standing on the earth.

The bright red battlefield and the white snow formed a sharp contrast. After it became quiet, only the sound of the bleak wind remained.

The ground was littered with corpses, the scene was so heroic and shocking, too many lives were left here, not only the cavalry died, but many soldiers of the Phoenix Kingdom also fell here.

This is the situation that Song Zhi least wants to see, but it is a situation he has to see.

She was not disturbed by the annihilation of the cavalry.

The cavalry were loyal but could not distinguish between good and evil, which led them to help the tyrant and ignore the lives of the people.

What made her sad was the many soldiers of the Phoenix Kingdom who died in battle.

"What bad luck! Mu Yuanzhi actually got away."

There were still traces of blood on Xin Wanyun's face, and the red tasseled spear had already been soaked in blood.

Song Zhi said: "Don't worry, he can't run away."

How could she do nothing when she saw someone sneaking away from the chariot? She would have ordered her men to lead the troops to chase after him.

"So how does he deal with it?"

Xin Wanyun kicked the person in front of him who had fainted. It was Mu Yunhe, whose face was blue and purple from the cold.

Song Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Take him back. Don't let him die first. We should give him a chance for revenge, right?"

Compared to them, Mu Yunhe is the one who hates Mu Yuanzhi the most.

Xin Wanyun agreed with this and asked Meng Qi to carry Mu Yunhe onto the horse.

Now that all the cavalry were dead, Tianqi no longer had the strength to resist. They only needed to move forward unimpeded, deploy their own people in all the remaining dozens of cities, and then try their best to rescue the remaining civilians.

Song Zhi had the dead soldiers properly buried, and asked Song Chenfeng to compile a list and send generous pensions to their families.

When they returned to the camp to pack up and prepare to go to the next city, one of their men brought a dirty man into the main tent which had not yet been folded up.

The charcoal fire in the main tent was still warm.

The soldiers under his command said, "Your Majesty, this man is indeed the Emperor Tianqi who wanted to escape. After being caught up by us, he refused to admit it and deliberately jumped into the stinking ditch to dirty his face, saying that he was just an ordinary citizen."

Song Zhi's eyes fell on the figure lying on the ground with his face covered. He was wearing the clothes of ordinary people. It seemed that he had thought of a way to escape long ago and let Mu Yunhe be the scapegoat.