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

Beads of sweat rolled down Jiang Zhi's forehead, dripped down his cheeks onto the dusty ground, and disappeared in an instant.

He feigned composure and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Song Yanzhi, if you dare to order a siege on me, my father will not forgive you!"

Although he tried hard to make his voice sound majestic, the slight trembling still exposed his inner panic. He wanted to rely on the great majesty of the King of Mobei to intimidate Song Yanzhi like an invisible net.

Song Yanzhi stood on the city wall, her posture upright, her eyes filled with fearlessness and determination.

Hearing Jiang Zhi's words, he snorted disdainfully. His voice was not loud, but it was filled with contempt. "Prince Jiang, we've reached this critical moment of life and death, and you're still trying to use the King of Mobei to pressure me? To tell you the truth, even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he couldn't save you!"

Her eyes were firm and full of determination, as if every inch of land and every movement on the battlefield were under her control.

After saying that, she raised her arm, swung it vigorously in the air, and then shouted decisively: "Attack!"

The sound was resounding, like a bolt of thunder across the battlefield.

Following her order, the catapults and crossbows that had been on standby were instantly launched.

The huge winch of the catapult turned rapidly, and the thick rope was stretched tight, making a creaking sound.

The huge stone was thrown high up, drawing an arc in the night sky, like a black sun, roaring towards Jiang Zhi's team with a tremendous force.

On the crossbow side, the trigger was pulled, and the powerful elastic force was released instantly. The sharp crossbow arrow fired out was like a flash of lightning, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and instantly penetrated the soldiers' bodies.

Jiang Zhi's team suddenly fell into chaos.

The soldiers opened their eyes wide with fear and ran in all directions. Some of them were so scared that they stumbled and fell to the ground, and were trampled by the panicked crowd.

The screams came one after another, echoing in the sky above the county town for a long time.

Some soldiers were hit by stones, and their bodies were instantly smashed into a bloody mess like kites with broken strings, with broken limbs and arms flying everywhere.

Some were shot by crossbow arrows, and the huge impact of the crossbow arrows brought them to the ground. They struggled and twisted on the ground in pain, grabbing the ground with their hands in vain, trying to relieve the piercing pain.

The entire county town seemed to have turned into a purgatory on earth. The pungent smell of blood filled the air. Blood was flowing on the ground, gathering into puddles of blood, reflecting the burning torches and desperate faces.

Chang Yong had been protecting Jiang Zhi. Jiang Zhi was intact and not injured by stones or crossbow bullets, but he himself had many wounds on his body.

Seeing a huge rock flying towards them, Chang Yong knew that if he dodged it, Jiang Zhi would be the one who got hurt.

With no way to avoid it, he lunged forward and used his body to block the stone.

In an instant, he vomited blood and died before he could say anything.

Jiang Zhi looked at the horrific scene in front of him, his lips trembling, his hands clenched into fists, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, and traces of blood seeped out.

His heart was filled with resentment that surged like a tide, but he was powerless to do anything.

His eyes were filled with despair and helplessness as he watched the soldiers he had carefully led fall one by one. His former pride and confidence were completely shattered like bubbles.

"Song Yanzhi, stop, I surrender."

He could no longer hold on and shouted in despair, his voice full of helplessness, like the last wail of a trapped beast.

He is the prince of Mobei and his status is extremely noble.

In this desperate situation, he still had a glimmer of hope, thinking that Song Yanzhi would be willing to accept his surrender.

After all, he is the only son of the King of Mobei. In his eyes, he is a trump card. If Song Yanzhi uses him to negotiate with the King of Mobei, she will definitely get a lot of benefits, whether it is land, property, or other interests.

When Song Yanzhi heard Jiang Zhi's cry of surrender, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, outlining a meaningful smile, but there was no surprise in her eyes, as if everything was within her expectations.

From setting the trap at the beginning to every step of the battle now, it was like a chess game she had carefully planned.

"Prince Jiang, it's a little late to surrender now." Song Yanzhi said loudly, with a hint of coldness in her voice, as if the cold wind in the night sky could penetrate people's bones.

Jiang Zhi's face was as pale as paper, and his lips were bloodless. He gritted his teeth and, for the sake of his soldiers, could only beg again: "As long as you can let my soldiers go, I will do anything you ask of me."

At this moment, his eyes were full of pleading, and he was completely different from the arrogant and rude prince before.

Song Yanzhi sneered, her eyes full of disdain, as if she was looking at an insignificant ant: "Prince Jiang, you are not qualified to bargain now."

She paused in thought, her gaze sweeping from the wall to the surrendering soldiers below. Then she said, "Tell your soldiers to lay down their weapons, put their hands on their heads, and come over one by one."

Jiang Zhi had no choice but to convey the order to the soldiers.

He looked at his soldiers, each of them looked depressed, their eyes full of loss and unwillingness, but they had to obey orders.

They slowly put down their weapons. Some soldiers gently stroked the weapons that had been with them for many years, their eyes full of reluctance; others silently threw their weapons on the ground, making a dull sound.

Then, they held their heads in their hands, dragged their heavy steps, and slowly walked towards the Song army.

Seeing Jiang Zhi's soldiers surrendering one after another, Song Yanzhi's eyes flashed with a fierceness, and she decisively ordered: "Tie Jiang Zhi up for me!"

The soldiers rushed forward like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, surrounding Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi struggled and twisted his body, trying to break free from the soldiers' restraints, but it was all in vain.

His arms were tightly grasped by the soldiers and twisted behind his back. Ropes were wrapped around him in circles, tying him up.

"Song Yanzhi, what do you want?"

Jiang Zhi glared at him, anger burning in his eyes, but he no longer had the majesty he had before.

At this moment, he was just a prisoner, and all his pride was shattered.

Song Yanzhi looked at him coldly, without a trace of pity in her eyes: "Jiang Zhi, you robbed my sister, killed my people, and repeatedly provoked me. You are a tyrannical person, and you have burned, killed, and looted, committing countless crimes. Just wait to be punished."

After saying that, she turned and left, her cloak fluttering in the night wind, leaving Jiang Zhi standing there, his heart filled with regret and unwillingness.

This thrilling war finally came to an end with Song Yanzhi's victory. The people of Qinghe County finally ushered in temporary peace after this catastrophe, but the scars left by the war were deeply engraved in this land and in the hearts of the people.