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

"Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush with you. Let's put it this way: after you surrender, you'll give Yan four cities, and then pay an annual tribute of 50,000 taels of gold to Yan, plus a princess in marriage..."

Su Yanhua lowered her head slightly, listening subtly to every word spoken by the person before her. A perfectly composed smile graced her beautiful face, but a closer look revealed that it didn't reach the depths of her eyes. While she appeared incredibly submissive, her mind was already swirling with thoughts.

She cast her gaze unnoticeably into the distance, only to see the Yan army, braced for battle, banners flying, a majestic speck of momentum. However, just behind this imposing army, a dark presence moved silently and slowly. It was like a shadow, blending seamlessly into the surroundings. Had Su Yanhua not been keeping a constant eye on that direction, it would have been difficult to detect its presence.

"Military Advisor Cheng, what you said is easy to handle, but this city is an integral part of the country. Four cities is too much."

Cheng Li obviously remembered the previous humiliation, and what he wanted this time was even worse and more outrageous than what Su Yanhua had asked for.

Seeing Chengli's face darken, Su Yanhua quickly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Why not Yun Qin give Yan State dozens of treasures every year, such as Rouge Drunk, Lushan Clouds and Mist, and antique artifacts... These are things that are hard to come by in the world."

Cheng Li's expression improved a little. Most of these things came from the Xing clan and were very valuable. Only Yun Qin had them in the whole world. Everyone in the world knew that one ounce of Rouge Zui could be worth a thousand ounces of gold. Such a proposal made Cheng Li eager to try.

The sun still hung high in the sky, but its light was no longer as blazing and dazzling as before. At this moment, a gentle easterly wind blew quietly, gently lifting the dust on the ground and letting it dance freely in the air.

The dust particles seemed to be given life, dancing to the rhythm of the wind, sometimes swirling upwards, sometimes slowly drifting down. The sunlight filtered through the flying dust, casting patches of golden light, adding a touch of mystery and charm to the entire scene.

"Military Advisor, the general asked you to discuss things quickly!"

At this time, a soldier whispered beside Cheng Li.

Their conversation lasted almost half an hour, and the Yan general was obviously getting restless.

Su Yanhua lowered her eyes slightly, gazing sideways into the distance. The sun in the sky was no longer as blazing and intense, its light softening. Yet, even so, that dark figure remained striking. From afar, those soldiers seemed like mysterious ninjas lurking silently in the darkness.

They were nimble and agile, seemingly blending in with their surroundings. In this seemingly peaceful moment, these ghostly soldiers began to emerge, revealing their true strength and majesty.

"Deal, but we want Yun Qin's Rouge Drunk, plus two cities..."

"I really give you face?"

The sudden words made Cheng Li look at Su Yanhua. At this moment, Su Yanhua did not lower her eyebrows at all, and her whole delicate face was filled with an expression of incomparable confidence.

"Indeed! If I were you, I would never negotiate peace with Su Yanhua!" Su Yanhua slowly stood up and looked down at him with a smile, "Let me tell you something: Pride comes before a fall!"

After he finished speaking, Su Yanhua moved and disappeared.

Just as Cheng was stunned, the Yan general widened his eyes and shouted angrily with a face full of anger: "What did you say?" His deafening roar seemed to overturn the entire battlefield.

"The Huainan soldiers took advantage of our unpreparedness and launched a sneak attack from behind us! Now our formation is completely messed up!" The soldier who came to report military intelligence said in a trembling voice, his words full of fear and panic.

Chengliu looked incredulous!

I fell into Su Yanhua's trap!

At this critical moment, a roar like thunder suddenly resounded through the air. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the tightly closed door slowly open. From within, a woman in a snow-white military uniform galloped out, riding a tall, mighty warhorse. Her slender figure and heroic bearing were like a female warrior descended from the sky. This woman was Su Yanhua.

Su Yanhua's face was filled with a confident and dazzling smile, the sunlight shining down on her, making her even more radiant. She held her spear in hand, raised her arm, and shouted, "Follow my command! All soldiers, follow me and kill the Yan enemy—" Her voice was clear, resounding, and penetrating, instantly echoing throughout the battlefield, stirring the blood of every soldier who heard it.

"Kill the Yan Kingdom!"

"Kill the Yan Kingdom!"

The passionate, heroic, and awe-inspiring shouts of tens of thousands of soldiers suddenly exploded across the sky like thunder! This majestic and magnificent sound seemed to possess endless power, rushing towards the sky like a tidal wave.

The Yan army is in chaos!

Mo Cerong and Liu Lige each led a well-trained and well-equipped team, encircling the Yan State like an iron barrel. They were murderous, their eyes were cold, and the weapons in their hands flashed with a cold light.

With the command, shouts of killing instantly resounded through the air, and a fierce and brutal fight ensued. The battlefield was a scene of blood flowing like a river and corpses strewn across the ground, with swords flashing and blood splattering everywhere.

At this moment, the sun hung high in the sky, a thousand clouds clear, and its rays bathed the earth, casting a golden veil over this bloody landscape. However, within this dazzling light, a single piece of snow-colored military uniform stood out, gleaming in the sunlight and adding a touch of mystery.

At that moment, a figure leaped into the center of the battlefield, as light as a flying bird. It was Su Yanhua, a burning flame. In a flash, she appeared before a group of Yan soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful red light burst out from her body, like a surging torrent, directly overturning the bodies of those soldiers and forcibly opening up a wide road.

Su Yanhua moved swiftly, her eyes as sharp as an eagle's. With her spear in hand, she charged like lightning towards the highest-ranking general of the Yan army. The razor-sharp blade flashed through the air, then pierced the Yan general's chest with lightning speed.

In an instant, blood gushed out, splattering the entire gun. Against this crimson backdrop, Su Yanhua's beautiful face remained expressionless, a cold and indifferent expression. Without hesitation, she lifted the Yan general's head and shouted, "The general is dead, why don't you surrender!"

Her voice was clear and resounding, like the sound of a huge bell, echoing throughout every corner of the battlefield. When the Yan soldiers heard this, their morale was immediately thrown into disarray, and their spirits plummeted.

The soldiers laid down their weapons and surrendered.