She married a dying prince and she won three babies.

This time, we chased the enemy all the way to Jinjiang City before we withdrew our troops.

This time the enemy was caught off guard.

They were not given any chance to breathe.

This battle was the most beautiful one fought since the war began last year.

According to final statistics, more than 10,000 enemies were killed, while only more than 2,000 of our own people were killed or wounded.

When this data came out, the whole army was excited.

Shangguan Ziqi's depressed mood has improved a lot these days because of the death of his second brother.

"Second brother, big brother has avenged you.

There is one more thing that Big Brother didn't tell you.

The iron box that had not been opened for generations was opened by your sister-in-law.

Father will be able to make bombs and ship them to the front line soon. Then it will be time for our full-scale counterattack.

Big Brother promises you that he will penetrate Canglan and prevent them from attacking for a hundred years."

Shangguan Ziqi stood on the south gate of Jinhe City holding a jar of wine, looking towards the direction of the capital of Wei.

A man drinks alone, muttering to himself as he drinks.

He was not carried away by the victory.

Four cities were lost and hundreds of thousands of people were displaced.

Some of them became refugees, while others moved to the inner city to stay with relatives.

But their lives have been affected like never before.

Even if Wei finally won the war, the damage and losses caused would not be healed for several years.

Just as he was drinking, two riders on fast horses galloped towards the city gate.

He is a soldier at the post station.

A young officer guarding the city gate opened the gate and let people in.

When asked, it turned out that he was delivering a letter to the Marshal.

The young general led the people directly to the city wall.

"General, the postman has brought you a letter from home." The young general clasped his fists respectfully.

"Okay, give it to me." Qingfeng took the letter and sent them away.

Qingfeng knew that his master was in a bad mood and needed to drink some wine to vent.

"Qingfeng, who wrote this letter?" Shangguan Ziqi was not drunk, he just enjoyed the pleasure of the spicy taste of the wine stimulating his throat.

Make his blood boil more and make him more sober.

"It's a letter from the Crown Prince's Consort." Qingfeng knew it as soon as he saw the handwriting on the cover.

It's not beautifully written, but it's understandable.

"Oh, give it to me." Shangguan Ziqi wanted to read it immediately when he heard that it was written by his wife.

He had just arrived at the border and his wife missed him.

Shangguan Ziqi took the letter and touched it, and found it was surprisingly thick.

The lady actually had a lot to say to him.

Take out the letter and read it carefully bit by bit.

The result was not what he expected at all.

The more he looked, the uglier his expression became.

After seeing the end, his heart was even more upset.

What a joke! The palace is a big joke.

Sadness, great sadness.

It turns out that the spy that my father and the emperor have been investigating for many years has always been by their side.

It was in the palace, and it lasted for forty years.

"Grandfather, why are you so stupid? You have caused us younger generations so much suffering." Shangguan Ziqi shouted to the sky.

All the soldiers guarding the South Gate heard this shout.

Everyone is confused.

What happened, Marshal?

Why are you suddenly scolding the old prince?

After shouting, Shangguan Ziqi squatted down and whimpered sadly.

He didn't blame his third uncle for having his eyes on the throne of the royal palace. Just like the princes of the royal family, every one of them wanted to sit on the throne. There was no right or wrong in this.

But no one could have imagined that he was the child born to his grandfather and the princess of the enemy country, and he had been hiding in the palace, working for Canglan.

The third old lady turned out to be a princess from an enemy country. She concealed her identity to get close to my grandfather, and she stayed hidden for forty years.

No wonder there are so many spies in Beijing.

With mother and son around, how could we possibly catch them all?

Shame, huge shame.

I wonder what my father felt when he found out.

I wonder how the emperor would view his deceased grandfather when he finds out.

My grandfather’s glorious reputation is about to be ruined.

He thought again of his grandfather teaching him martial arts little by little, starting with the horse stance.

Thinking of his grandfather taking him into the mountains to hunt, his heroic figure was so admirable.

Thinking of his grandfather taking him into the military camp, the momentum of commanding thousands of troops was so great that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

However, he was deceived by a princess from an enemy country for decades and even had a son with her, but he never discovered it until his death.

stupid!

At this moment, the image of the old prince suddenly collapsed in Shangguan Ziqi's heart.

My father is also stupid. He didn’t notice anything for all these years.

He was stupid too, he didn't realize it for twenty years.

Three generations of them are idiots.

Only his wife was a smart person. Since she entered the palace, all this has slowly come to light.

"Madam, Madam, Zheng'er, Zheng'er." Shangguan Ziqi murmured.

At this moment, he wished he were in the palace, where he could hold his wife in his arms, feel her presence, her body temperature, and her heartbeat.

That is his spiritual harbor.

Suddenly, Shangguan Ziqi put the letter in his arms and threw the wine jar to the ground.

Then he drew out his sword and began to dance with it desperately on the city wall.

After he had demonstrated all the sword techniques he had learned, he asked Qingfeng and the other three to fight with him.

The fight continued until all five of them were exhausted.

Shangguan Ziqi only relieved his depressed mood by tiring himself to the point that he didn't want to move anymore.

"Qingfeng, do you know? The Third Old Madam is not dead. She is the biological sister of the current Emperor of Canglan, and the Third Uncle is the biological nephew of the Emperor of Canglan.

He was the one who stole the iron box last time, and now it has been stolen again. Prince Jing and his son are now tracking him down across the country.

I will write a letter later, and you should find a way to deliver it to Uncle Jing, asking them to contact the spies stationed by the Wei Dynasty in the capital of Canglan to confirm whether the Third Madam and Third Uncle have already arrived in Canglan.

Also notify Qiu Feng and Dong Ling to come here to find me. I have arrangements."

Shangguan Ziqi now knows very well what he wants to do.

He estimated that the bomb was almost ready, so he asked Qiu Feng and Dong Ling to take a few people to Canglan Capital. If the iron box reached Canglan Kingdom, he would find a way to bring it back and teach the Canglan Emperor a profound lesson.

He wants revenge, he wants to make Emperor Canglan regret it.

"Yes, Prince." Qingfeng was so shocked after hearing this that it took him a while to come back to his senses.

In any case, they would not have expected this to happen.

Ten days later, Shangguan Ziqi received twenty newly made bombs personally delivered by An Yi from the palace.

"Prince, the prince is in a deep mountain not far from here. The prince asked his subordinates to tell you that you can start the counterattack." An Yi said in a serious tone with no expression as usual.

"Really? That's great." Shangguan Ziqi looked at the twenty black balls in the basket.

"The prince said that you must be careful when using this thing. It's easy to hurt your own people."

"Oh? Uncle An Yi, please tell me in detail."

An Yi recounted how they tried to make it and the process of the trial, in which he mentioned that when they were doing this, they did not control it well, which led to an explosion and injured several people.

But fortunately, no one died.

Later they were more careful and made appropriate improvements before they were able to produce about twenty of them.

A few of them were experimented on by them, and now there are only these twenty.

"Prince, it would be best if you use a catapult to throw this thing out, and be sure to control the timing well." An Yi emphasized again. This was also what the prince thought of.

No matter how hard a person's hands try, they can't throw it very far.

"Can we try one?" Shangguan Ziqi was not involved in the production and had never seen it before, so he was very curious.