Accidentally dressed as an empress

Yun Lang paced anxiously in the tent, tightly clutching the military report just delivered by the scout. When the words "The vanguard troops were attacked in front, and no one returned" came into his sight, his heart sank suddenly and his face turned pale in an instant.

In an instant, a strong sense of uneasiness and anxiety completely overwhelmed him like a surging tide. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, and his breathing became rapid.

The situation on the battlefield always changes rapidly, and Yun Lang knows this very well.

Xiang Xiao, the general of the Chu army, is by no means a man of courage but no strategy. He has been on the battlefield for many years, and is full of tricks and ruthless means. He is an extremely tough opponent.

Thinking back on his previous decisions, Yun Lang was filled with regret. He realized that he was too arrogant and underestimated Xiang Xiao's plan and the strength of the Chu army, which led the vanguard troops into such a desperate situation.

Just as Yun Lang was blaming himself, hurried footsteps could be heard outside the tent. General Li hurried into the tent, looking panicked. He knelt on one knee, his voice filled with anxiety, "Your Highness, something terrible is happening! The Chu army is attacking us with such force that we may not be able to resist. We should retreat immediately."

Yun Lang suddenly raised his head, a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes. He knew very well that if he retreated at this moment, all his previous efforts would be wasted.

"Your Highness, you can't hesitate any longer!" Seeing that Yun Lang still hadn't made up his mind, General Li hurriedly urged him again. The sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, wetting the dust in front of him.

"General Li," Yun Lang said in a deep voice, his voice low but full of unquestionable determination, "Pass the order down, retreat."

Yun Lang decided to retreat, but the Chu army was well prepared and set up many obstacles at the key intersections of the retreat. Yun Lang's army was blocked outside and could hardly break through.

Looking at the soldiers trapped in desperate situation, Yun Lang was extremely anxious, knowing that the only way to survive was to fight to the death.

Yun Lang was extremely anxious and shouted at the top of his lungs in the chaos, trying to reorganize the troops, but the noisy shouts, the clashing of weapons and the screams of the soldiers mixed together, completely drowning out his voice.

His warhorse was hit by a stray arrow, with its front hooves raised high, almost throwing him off. After he finally managed to steady himself, he saw a tragic scene in front of him with people and horses falling to the ground.

At this time, the valley was filled with billowing smoke and dust, making it difficult for people to breathe and severely obstructing their vision.

The Yun soldiers fled in panic, many of them tripped over their own men and were trampled by the swarming Chu troops. Yun Lang watched all this, his heart filled with despair, but he still gritted his teeth, holding his long sword, charging left and right, trying to fight his way out.

In this chaotic battlefield, the morale of the Yun soldiers has dropped to freezing point.

Some soldiers dropped their weapons, slumped to the ground with empty eyes, gave up resistance, and completely lost their former bravery.

The Chu army relied on the terrain advantage and carefully planned ambushes to launch increasingly fierce attacks. They were in a dominant position, constantly throwing huge rocks and shooting sharp arrows into the valley. Every attack was accompanied by the screams and falls of the Yun soldiers.

At this critical moment, Yun Lang suddenly heard a familiar horn sound coming from afar. He was shocked. It was reinforcements!

Yun Lang braced himself, mustering his last bit of strength, brandishing his long sword and shouting, "Brothers, reinforcements are coming! Let's charge out!" This cry, like a ray of light in the darkness, rekindled hope for the Yun soldiers. They gripped their weapons tightly and launched a final charge toward the direction of the horn.