Time Travel and Love

Chu Qingmeng had no way to retreat, so she could only raise her arm to block his sword and then shot him back. Fortunately, most of these soldiers were exhausted from the fighting and had no strength at all, otherwise Chu Qingmeng would have had his entire arm chopped off. At this time, Feiying kicked the enemy in front of him away and quickly flew back to Chu Qingmeng. Although there were only two steps between them, Mo Liujin could not get close to Chu Qingmeng no matter what. Seeing her injured, she was distracted for a moment and was suddenly slashed in the back. Mo Liuyuan killed the Yue clan soldier who injured Mo Liujin with a sword, and then heard Chu Qingmeng yelling, "Mo Liujin! Calm down! Protect yourself if you don't want me to die!"

The intense exercise left Chu Qingmeng feeling a tightness in his chest. He managed to dispatch one enemy before slowly sitting down against the wall, a helpless smile laced in his face. "How many have I killed?" he asked, "I'm so exhausted!" Chu Qingmeng's hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold his dagger. Thank goodness! Mu Lingxue, who had previously given most of the bullets, dispatched the remaining Yuezhi soldiers with a few shots, and the wall suddenly fell silent. Mo Liujin stumbled towards Chu Qingmeng, who sat slumped beneath the wall. Mo Liuyuan turned and hugged Mu Lingxue. It was the first time Mo Liuyuan had been disrespectful to Mu Lingxue, but he couldn't care less. Having survived this ordeal, he felt only relief to see her. But neither Chu Qingmeng nor Mu Lingxue looked at the man before them. Instead, they exchanged a look and burst into laughter.

Back at the military mansion, everyone had their medicine administered, but the two brothers, without even a moment's rest, began arranging the city's defenses. Chu Qingmeng and Mu Lingxue sat in a corner, looking at the city's defense map in the hall, whispering to each other. They realized the situation inside the city was much better than they'd expected. Before entering the city, Chu Qingmeng had estimated there were only about 10,000 defenders left, but based on their current deployment, there were probably around 20,000. Furthermore, the current food shortage wasn't as severe as they'd imagined. While most soldiers were underfed, they weren't starving. So, as long as there was enough food, they wouldn't have any trouble holding the city until reinforcements arrived.

"General! The head count has been completed. In this siege, we lost 470 men and injured 600. Yes, the enemy..." The spy hesitated for a moment and then said, "They lost over 20,000 men."

As soon as these words came out, all the generals present stood up in shock. Just as they were about to speak, Feiying came in, "Second Young Master, Third Young Master, the prince is awake."

"What?! Father?!" The two brothers were shocked. "Father is in the house?!"

The generals were also startled. Feiying was puzzled. "Didn't the master tell the two young masters?" He looked up at Chu Qingmeng in the corner. The two brothers followed Feiying's gaze and looked at Chu Qingmeng. They were quietly counting how many people the other side had killed since they arrived.

Chu Qingmeng, who suddenly felt the gazes on him, looked at Mo Liujin and then at Mo Liuyuan, and said calmly, "Why are you looking at me? I just happened to see the uncle tied to the rack when I went to blow up the camp, so I asked Feiying to carry him back. The uncle has woken up, why don't you go and check on him?"

"You went to blow up the camp? You were the one who caused the commotion in the Yue clan camp a few days ago?!" Mo Liujin was shocked, then distressed, and then frightened. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wait until I'm done with my father, and then I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"

Chu Qingmeng was bewildered and didn't bother to pay attention to him. Seeing that everyone had gone to see Mo Chenfeng, she and Mu Lingxue walked over to the defense map and started discussing it.

"If the number of Yuezhi troops reported by our spies earlier is correct, we have already killed nearly half of them at the current rate of progress." Mu Lingxue took out her little notebook and spoke.

"Well, let Feiying Lengji go and count how much explosives are left. It must be said that in the era of cold weapons, hot weapons are gods!" Chu Qingmeng laughed.

"If there's any left after this use, destroy it all. I feel uneasy about suddenly bringing an era of cold weapons into the era of hot weapons," Mu Lingxue said. "How about making up a myth for them?"

"Haha, whatever you want! You make it up, and I'll agree with you." Chu Qingmeng laughed, and then said, "Now it depends on whether their generals have brains."

Mu Lingxue nodded, "That's right! If you have a clear mind, withdrawing the troops at this time would be a wise choice."

"What a pity! Greed is human nature. Even though they lost nearly 70,000 troops, they still have 50,000. Compared to the 20,000 garrison troops in the city, it's really..." Chu Qingmeng sighed and pointed at a point on the defense map, "This should be the weak point of the city's defense. If I were the enemy general, I would definitely not give up this piece of fat meat at this moment! I would swallow it even if I broke a few teeth!"

"Well, the city has been under siege for more than a month. If I were the enemy's general, I would definitely take the city at any cost! But we only brought more than a hundred secret guards, which can't play any role in defending the city." After analyzing the battle situation, Mu Lingxue frowned.