The Rebirth of a Daughter: My Lord, I Will Never Be a Concubine

"Liu Li, bring me a table."

"Yes, General!" Liu Li replied.

Several people were stunned, not knowing what Su Yanhua was going to do. With the arrival of Liu Li, Su Yanhua stepped forward and stood on the table. In an instant, everyone's eyes met her.

Looking at the pairs of eyes in the city that seemed powerless to resist, Su Yanhua felt a pang of pain in her heart.

She shouted loudly, "People and soldiers of Huainan, you are all great. You have persevered until now with your faith. Now I want to bring you an exciting news. Yunqin's reinforcements have arrived. This means that Yunqin has not abandoned you and has never forgotten its mission and responsibility. You must not give up easily. Everyone, cheer up. As long as we work together and unite as one, we will definitely be able to defeat Yan and return our beautiful homeland to us!"

Su Yanhua stood on a high place, shouting at the top of her lungs, her voice resounding through the sky.

The soldiers' originally low morale was instantly ignited when they heard this. They gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes gleaming with determination.

"Defeat Yan State and defend Huainan"

"Defeat Yan State and defend Huainan"

"Defeat Yan State and defend Huainan"

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The people also responded, and men, women, young and old were all ready to contribute their own efforts to defend their homes.

At that moment, the entire Huainan region seemed to have transformed into an impenetrable fortress. The people were filled with hope and courage, convinced that with the support of the Yunqin reinforcements, they would defeat the Yan invasion and safeguard this beautiful and fertile land, as well as the peace and happiness passed down from generation to generation.

Mo Cerong stood quietly, slightly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the woman who was swinging her fists vigorously above him. Her posture was agile and nimble, and every time she swung her fist, she was firm and decisive, as if the whole world was shocked by her power.

The sunlight fell perfectly on Su Yanhua, outlining her graceful features. Mo Cerong gazed at her, seeing her bright, star-like eyes gleaming with confidence and determination, a light as dazzling as the brightest stars in the night sky. Her fair skin, faintly flushed from exercise, added to her alluring charm.

A clear, gentle glow gradually filled Mo Cerong's eyes, and he couldn't help but stare at her in a trance. Su Yanhua before him was like a glittering gem, radiating endless charm and energy. Her every move, every frown, every smile captivated Mo Cerong's gaze, making him unable to extricate himself.

A long time later, Mo Cerong still remembered the dazzling scene of Su Yanhua.

From the distant east, a resounding, heart-shaking horn blast suddenly echoed. This sound, as if imbued with a magical power, instantly spread across the battlefield. The army, previously somewhat dormant, seemed to be infused with a powerful force, and all the soldiers instantly became energized and their morale high.

At this moment, a spy came running in, shouting, "Report!" He rushed all the way to the commander, knelt on one knee, and breathlessly reported, "The Yan army has charged over!"

Su Yanhua stood at the front of the army, her silver armor gleaming brightly in the sunlight. She waved the vibrant banner in her hand with a dashing presence, her beautiful eyes wide open as she shouted with murderous intent, "Soldiers of Yunqin, listen to my command! Deploy your troops quickly! In today's battle, victory is the only option!"

As her command was issued, tens of thousands of soldiers responded in unison, "Yes!" The sound was like thunder, resounding through the heavens and shaking the very earth. Immediately, the soldiers moved in unison, rapidly changing formations according to the established tactical deployment, preparing for the fierce battle to come.

Following that resounding, majestic command, the heavy city gate slowly opened with a dull thud. Su Yanhua, clad in silver armor and holding a spear, looked dashing and heroic; Mo Cerong, clad in a black battle robe, a sword at his waist, looked awe-inspiring. Each of them led an elite division, and like a tiger descending a mountain, they swiftly rushed toward the northwest of the city gate.

In an instant, the clatter of horse hooves resounded through the air, the cries of battle deafening. Like two surging torrents, the two armies charged towards the enemy with overwhelming force. Dust flew in their wake, smoke filled the air, and the flames of battle blazed fiercely.

On the battlefield, swords clashed, arrows rained down, and scarlet blood splattered in the air like blooming flowers of death.

Su Yanhua's eyes were icy, the spear in her hand dancing like the wind, each strike carrying a deadly threat. She moved freely among the enemy hordes, like a cold-blooded killer, leaving enemies falling and corpses strewn across the ground wherever she went.

At this moment, the fierce general Liu Li, brandishing his sword, fought his way through the enemy formation and rushed to Su Yanhua, shouting, "General! The enemy troops in the corner have been killed to the point of being almost wiped out!"

Almost at the same time, Mo Cerong also rode a snow-white steed and galloped over at lightning speed. He shouted in a deep voice, "The enemy troops in the southwest have also been thrown into disarray."

Su Yanhua looked at the raging battle ahead and shouted, "Liu Li, call back the troops!"

"Yes!"

As the gong sounded, it spread across the battlefield like a rousing drumbeat, instantly boosting the already low morale of the army. A large number of troops retreated rapidly like a tide, but the Yan soldiers did not flinch. They took advantage of the momentum of victory and pursued forward fearlessly.

At this moment, standing on the towering city wall, Su Yanhua was like an ice-cold sculpture. Her eyes, emitting chill, were like cold stars, staring coldly at the enemy soldiers surging below.

Suddenly, she raised her hand, her movements clean and neat, without any hesitation.

In an instant, massive, scorching fireballs flew from the city walls, trailing long flames like meteors streaking across the sky, hurtling straight towards the enemy troops below. These fireballs landed with uncanny precision on every enemy soldier. With a resounding "boom," the fireballs exploded, sending up countless sparks that instantly enveloped the enemy's bodies. The flames raged fiercely, the scorching heat seemingly melting everything. In the blink of an eye, the struck enemy soldiers struggled in agony in the sea of ​​flames until they were finally consumed, reduced to ash.

For a moment, the entire city was filled with the enemy's terrified shouts and shrill wails, which intertwined into a terrifying melody. However, this scene did not last long, because with the sound of a loud horn from the opposite side, the Yan soldiers seemed to be suddenly frightened and began to panic, turning around and fleeing.

The Yunqin army behind Su Yanhua were completely immersed in this unexpected victory. Their eyes widened, faces filled with disbelief, and then ecstasy surged in their hearts. Deafening cheers erupted from their mouths.

"we won!"

"Yan State has escaped!"

"we won!"