The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Arriving at the stables, Ertai was captivated by the sight. The sight of galloping horses was a magnificent spectacle, like a painting of thousands of horses galloping. Seeing her collection of horses, Qing'er couldn't help but proudly describe each one's characteristics and origins, and Ertai listened with rapt interest.

However, Ertai's gaze remained fixed on Qing'er. Her beauty and valiant presence captivated him. She shone like a dazzling pearl in the stable, radiating a unique charm. After the horses had arrived at the stable, Qing'er led Ertai over. Ertai observed the horses up close, a flicker of wonder in his eyes. The horses here were truly of the highest quality, their coats as soft and lustrous as silk, their eyes gleaming like stars in the night sky.

Qing'er gently stroked the back of a horse, as if caressing a close friend. Ertai saw this and hurried over to admire the horses with Qing'er, praising them from time to time, which made Qing'er laugh repeatedly.

At that moment, a black horse suddenly broke free from its reins and bolted off into the distance like a wild horse. Qing'er's expression suddenly changed, and like an arrow shot from a bow, she instantly unleashed her Qing Gong skills and hurled herself after it like a gust of wind.

Ertai looked at his hand, which was a step behind him, and raised his head to catch up, but he saw her figure speeding across the horse field like a ghost. Her lightness skills were outstanding, and each leap could cover a distance of several feet. In a blink of an eye, she caught up with the galloping horse.

Qing'er seized the opportunity and leaped onto the horse's back. She grabbed the reins tightly, trying to control the frightened horse. However, it kept struggling, trying to throw her off.

If she couldn't control the horse quickly, it would probably run out of the stable. She took a deep breath, mobilized her internal strength, and pulled the reins hard as if in tug-of-war.

With Qing'er's tireless efforts, the horse finally calmed down. It gradually slowed down, and finally came to a standstill. Qing'er patted the horse's back, gently stroked its mane, and soothed it with soft words. The fiery horse seemed to sense her kindness and gradually calmed down, no longer agitated.

Qing'er led the horse and slowly walked towards the stables. Ertai saw this and hurried forward, his face full of concern. He asked nervously, "Your Highness, are you okay? That was really dangerous just now!"

Qing'er smiled slightly, shook her head gently, and said, "I'm fine, don't worry. This horse has a proud temperament, and it might be angry that I haven't seen it for so long. It's the warhorse that has accompanied me on the most battlefields. Except when it was injured, it has always been with me. I put it here this time, originally wanting it to recuperate, but I didn't expect it to be so unhappy."

Ertai looked at Qing'er, his eyes gleaming with admiration, and he exclaimed sincerely, "Your Highness, you are not only beautiful, but also so agile. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I really wouldn't have believed that such superb riding skills existed in this world."

Qing'er was slightly startled, then revealed a confident smile. "It's just because I practice a lot every day. Practice makes perfect. After all, only through constant training can we survive better on the battlefield."

As she spoke, she gently patted Ertai's shoulder and continued walking forward. Ertai watched Qing'er's departing figure, a deep feeling of respect and admiration welling up in his heart. He secretly resolved to learn from Qing'er and become an outstanding warrior. Qing'er, on the other hand, led her horse, steadily and steadily towards the stables. Her steps were firm and powerful, as if each step spoke of her confidence and determination for the battles ahead.

The two of them led their horses towards the stables. Along the way, Ertai and Qing'er talked a lot about horses and war, and the distance between them became much closer. Qing'er felt that this man approached her either to get close to her, but this was not clear at the moment, or to join her army. After all, their army had been on the battlefield the most, so it was the easiest to gain military merit. Except for the dandies who wanted to gain some experience in the barracks, their army was definitely the best choice for anyone who wanted to make a name for themselves.

"Ertai, I see that you know a lot about military horses. Have you ever raised horses before?" Qing'er asked as they walked.

"Your Highness, I have loved horses since I was a child and once raised several at home. But compared to your fierce horse, those were just ordinary horses," Ertai replied respectfully. His eyes revealed his love for the steed and his respect for Qing'er.

"Oh? Then tell me, how can we raise a horse well?" Qing'er asked with interest.

"First of all, of course, you need to have enough patience and love. Horses are spiritual animals and they can feel the emotions of their owners. Secondly, you must pay attention to diet and training to ensure the horse's health and physical strength. Finally, and most importantly, you must establish trust and tacit understanding with the horse so that you can cooperate seamlessly on the battlefield." Ertai said seriously.

Qing'er nodded in agreement. "That's right. Actually, the same principle applies to managing an army. Treat your soldiers like your own warhorses, caring for them while also training them rigorously. Only in this way can you build an elite army."

"I didn't expect that you not only know how to ride a horse, but also know something about things on the battlefield." A hint of admiration flashed in Qing'er's eyes.

"Your Highness, thank you for your praise. I have only gained a little understanding." Ertai bowed his head humbly.

Qing'er nodded slightly, secretly admiring Ertai's honesty and humility. She then asked, "So you came to me to join my army?"

Ertai was silent for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, I have always longed to serve my country and become a true soldier. I have heard that your army is brave and skilled in fighting, and I hope to realize my ambitions here."

Upon hearing this, Qing'er's eyes flashed with admiration. Seeing the young man's eyes brimming with fighting spirit, she knew he was burning with passion, filled with the ambition to achieve great things on the battlefield. She knew that such ambitions were rare in their position. So, she decided to give Ertai a chance to prove his worth. Furthermore, now that Tubo was under his control, he no longer needed to marry Saiya and leave his homeland. It was better for a good man to go to the battlefield; otherwise, if he spent too much time with the protagonists, he might become infected by love.

"Well, but theory alone is not enough. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. When you have time in the future, you can train more with my personal soldiers." Qing'er patted Ertai's shoulder.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your cultivation! I will definitely do my best!" Ertai was secretly happy, he knew that this was the opportunity given to him by the prince.