[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

In the dark night, the surroundings seemed to be stained with thick ink, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Only the tiny sparks of fire were dancing in the dark night, trying to dispel the darkness around them.

The fire flickered, and the orange-yellow light reflected on everyone's faces, making everyone's face look slightly yellow, revealing a unique weird and tense atmosphere.

Qin Daozi picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and felt the warm tea sliding down his throat. He felt comfortable. He looked at the torch that was burning more and more vigorously, and said to Song Yanzhi with a smile.

"Madam, it's almost time. I'll go get the brothers to prepare. We can't let Jiang Zhi succeed. We must fight beautifully in this battle and let Jiang Zhi know that we are not to be trifled with."

"Military Advisor, the wind hasn't started yet."

Song Yanzhi raised her eyebrows slightly and looked around. The night was as dark as ink and as calm as water, with no sign of wind.

It’s strange to say, but in the spring weather, there is always a slight breeze blowing in the evening, blowing on people’s faces, bringing a pleasant coolness.

But tonight there was not a trace of wind, and the air around seemed to be frozen. It was unusually quiet, making people feel inexplicably nervous.

"Madam, don't worry. If I say there will be a strong wind, there will definitely be a strong wind. Moreover, not only will there be wind, but there will definitely be rain tomorrow. Although I can't guarantee that my divination skills are 100% accurate, they have rarely been wrong over the years."

Qin Daozi put down his teacup, stood up, straightened his back, and spoke with confidence in his tone. His expression was as if he was the master of the weather in the world and there was no room for doubt.

Song Yanzhi listened without comment and just smiled.

She had also spent some time with Qin Daozi and knew that Qin Daozi was not a person who spoke without thinking. Song Yanzhi could believe some of what he said.

But when marching and fighting, you can't just rely on trusting one person, you still have to make complete preparations.

She smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for the good news from the military advisor. I hope everything goes as you expected."

"It must be good news." Qin Daozi laughed heartily, turned around and strode away. His back exuded a sense of confidence and heroism. As he walked, he shouted loudly: "Brothers, cheer up and prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Madam, is this Military Advisor Qin reliable?"

Siqi was a cheerful and talkative girl. After seeing Qin Daozi leave, she couldn't help but come closer to Song Yanzhi, opened her eyes wide, and asked curiously.

"It's okay. Even if there's no wind, it won't prevent us from dealing with Jiang Zhi tonight. If there's a strong wind, we'll naturally be better able to act."

Song Yanzhi looked at Siqi and explained with a smile, "When marching to war, how can we only prepare one plan? I already have five or six plans in hand. No matter what happens, we have plenty of ways to deal with Jiang Zhi.

This Qin Military Advisor may seem mysterious on a daily basis, but he does have some real skills. His predictions often provide us with a lot of help. If his predictions are true, and the southeast wind blows tonight, we will have a better chance of victory."

As expected, Qin Daozi really has some real skills.

At the end of the Xu hour, the night sky, which was originally so calm without a trace of wind, suddenly blew up with a strong wind.

The sound of the wind was faint at first, like a low roar coming from afar. Gradually, the wind grew stronger and stronger, causing the tent to shake and creak, as if it would be uprooted in the next second.

The torches were blown all over the place, sparks flying everywhere. The sparks danced in the night wind like naughty fireflies, and were instantly swallowed by the darkness.

Siqi was afraid that Song Yanzhi would feel cold, so she went into the tent, took out a shawl for her and put it on her.

Then she smiled sweetly and said, "This Military Advisor Qin is really quite capable."

"No."

At midnight, a soldier hurried back to report. He was panting, his forehead covered in sweat. He said nervously yet excitedly, "Madam, Jiang Zhi's men are moving. They're preparing to cross the river! Judging from their posture, they're coming with great force this time!"

When Song Yanzhi heard this, her eyes became stern and sharp in an instant. She stood up suddenly, and her cloak rustled in the night wind. Her eyes were like lightning, looking straight at the direction of the opposite bank, and she shouted loudly.

"According to the plan! Soldiers, listen up and take your positions. Tonight, Jiang Zhi must not return!"

The voice carried far away in the night wind, revealing an unquestionable majesty, like a military order, which immediately perked up the spirits of all the soldiers who heard it, and they shouted in unison: "Yes, ma'am!"

Then they quickly rushed to their respective posts, gripped their weapons, and stood ready to face the upcoming battle.

"Madam, don't worry, we will definitely win again!" A general came to Song Yanzhi, clasped his fists and said, his eyes showing firm determination.

Song Yanzhi nodded slightly, looking at the other side with a steady gaze, thinking to herself: "Jiang Zhi, Jiang Zhi, tonight is where you will be buried. Let's see how arrogant you can be!"

In the dark night, Jiang Zhi stood on the shore. The yellowish firelight illuminated his face, outlining his expression with exceptional clarity. Anger, unwillingness, and ruthlessness were intertwined between his brows.

He clenched his teeth tightly, the muscles on his cheeks bulged slightly due to the force, and his teeth made a "clacking" sound, as if he wanted to vent all the hatred in his heart towards Song Yanzhi through this gritting action.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on the boat bridge ahead that had been rebuilt with great difficulty. He then looked at the soldiers who were preparing to cross the river, and shouted in a low voice that was full of majesty.

"Everyone, get ready! Hurry up! We can't let anything go wrong this time. We must avenge our previous humiliation. After we cross the river, we'll kill them all! Let that bitch Song Yanzhi know what happens if she dares to go against this prince!"

When the soldiers heard this, they were a little nervous, but they did not dare to disobey the order. They quickened their pace and rushed towards the bridge.

For a moment, they moved very quietly, trying not to make any sound of footsteps or weapons colliding. They marched in the dark of night, and no one could hear a single sound.

Because they had to be careful not to make any noise, their movements were not fast, which made the hot-tempered Jiang Zhi very anxious.

"Hurry up, hurry up, if you can't win this time, don't even think about going back to see this prince alive!"

Jiang Zhi looked at the soldiers' movements and felt that they were not fast enough, so he shouted again.

The voice was filled with strong threats, which made the soldiers feel nervous and walked faster.

Everyone looked nervous and quickly and orderly boarded the boats, preparing to cross the river and fight.