Years turn into wind

The enemy leader's actions once again heightened tension within the Marshal's residence. Ling Xiaotian immediately summoned his men to discuss countermeasures. Cheng Yuwei sat beside him, brooding silently. She harbored a sense of unease. The enemy was coming with such force that if they couldn't completely eliminate them, they would pose a significant threat to their future.

"Xiaotian, the enemy will not give up easily. There must be other intentions for this action." Cheng Yuwei reminded in a low voice.

Ling Xiaotian nodded, his expression grim: "We can't let our guard down. The enemy has infiltrated several times, which means the forces they have deployed in secret cannot be underestimated."

At this moment, a subordinate handed over a secret report detailing that the enemy was organizing a group of elite troops, waiting for an opportunity to infiltrate the core area of ​​the Marshal's Mansion. Ling Xiaotian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then he smiled coldly: "Since they are so reckless, let them go without returning."

Cheng Yuwei suggested: "Why not set up an ambush, let them sneak in deliberately, and then catch the enemy in one fell swoop."

Ling Xiaotian nodded in agreement, and the two of them quickly made arrangements, changing the guards in the mansion into plain clothes, and laying down firepower in hidden places, waiting for the enemy to take the bait.

As night fell, the Marshal's Mansion was silent, save for the guards in the dark. Cheng Yuwei and Ling Xiaotian lay in ambush at the top of the mansion, watching ahead, waiting for the enemy to reveal their true intentions.

Soon after, several men in black quietly crossed the wall and stalked deep into the mansion. Their agility revealed them to be well-trained elite troops. Cheng Yuwei narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking to herself, this team is one of the enemy's trump cards. If they can be annihilated in one fell swoop, the enemy will undoubtedly suffer a heavy blow.

After the enemy entered the ambush, Ling Xiaotian gave the order, and fire suddenly attacked from all sides, trapping the men in black in a tight encirclement. For a moment, the flashes of swords and sabers clashed, and the sounds of fierce fighting echoed throughout the mansion.

Seeing the situation dire, the enemy leader attempted to break out with his remaining troops. However, Ling Xiaotian had already established a perimeter defense, completely blocking their path. The enemy fought desperately, and the battle continued until dawn, when the few remaining men in black were finally captured.

In the morning, Ling Xiaotian returned to the mansion with the captives and ordered his men to interrogate them strictly. Under Cheng Yuwei's planning, the enemy's hidden strongholds gradually emerged, and the enemy's power was gradually disintegrated.

After the battle, everyone in the mansion looked a little tired. Cheng Yuwei saw the weariness in Ling Xiaotian's eyes and offered him some hot tea with a distressed look, whispering, "Xiaotian, the enemy is temporarily unable to fight back. You can rest for a while."

Ling Xiaotian took the tea, looked at Cheng Yuwei, and said with a smile: "Yuwei, with you by my side, I can go to battle with such confidence."

Cheng Yuwei smiled gently, looked up at him, and said with a firmness in her gentleness: "We are in the same boat. I will always be by your side and accompany you to the end."

A few days later, the Marshal's Mansion returned to peace. Ling Xiaotian took Cheng Yuwei to a secluded valley. The scenery was picturesque, with gurgling streams, birdsong, and fragrant flowers. It was a peaceful place isolated from the outside world.

The two walked side by side, enjoying a moment of peace. Cheng Yuwei felt extremely relaxed as she walked on the bluestone path. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiaotian, it turns out you know these quiet places."

Ling Xiaotian smiled slightly, his eyes gentle: "I have always treasured this place, and I am willing to share it with you today."

Cheng Yuwei lowered her head and smiled softly, her heart overflowing with warmth. She knew that for Ling Xiaotian, such moments were truly precious. The two of them strolled along, chatting quietly, as if temporarily free from the constraints of power struggles and war, enjoying a moment of tranquility that belonged to them.

At night, the stars twinkled in the valley, and the gentle breeze blew, as if witnessing their vows. Ling Xiaotian gently embraced Cheng Yuwei in his arms and whispered, "Yuwei, ever since you appeared in my life, I have finally understood what true belonging is."

Cheng Yuwei leaned on his shoulder and responded softly: "Xiaotian, no matter what the future holds, I am willing to accompany you until the end of the world."

At this moment, their hearts were tightly connected, as if no force could separate them. However, just as they were immersed in each other's tenderness, suddenly an eagle's cry pierced the night sky.

Ling Xiaotian looked up and saw a faint light flash on the distant mountaintop before disappearing. A hint of alarm flashed in his eyes, and he felt uneasy. He whispered to Cheng Yuwei, "It seems the enemy hasn't completely subsided. We need to go back and make arrangements."

Cheng Yuwei was slightly startled, then nodded, knowing that this brief peace was about to be broken.

The two returned to the mansion overnight and informed their subordinates of the enemy's new round of movements. Upon hearing the news, everyone in the mansion immediately took precautions, sensing a new storm was about to strike. Ling Xiaotian and Cheng Yuwei stood side by side once again, their hearts brimming with fighting spirit. They knew that no matter how turbulent the future might be, they would not fear, because they had each other's strongest support.