The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

Wei Dingguo arrived yesterday. Song Siyao had already explained the battle plan to him. Without her order, he was not allowed to lead his troops out of the city.

Unexpectedly, Wei Dingguo, an old general, disobeyed military orders.

The moment Song Siyao looked at Wei Dingguo, Prince Yong broke free from his restraints.

The battle ignited instantly, swords clashed, and the sounds of killing rose and fell.

The Wu soldiers gradually lost ground, and without hesitation, they quickly retreated.

Wei Dingguo pressed his advantage and attacked.

"General Wei, do not pursue!" Song Siyao shouted.

Wei Dingguo turned to look at Song Siyao and smiled, "Princess Youfeng, didn't you see them run away? They must be scared. Why didn't they chase after them when they had such a rare opportunity?"

"Be careful, there might be an ambush," Song Siyao warned.

Wei Dingguo said sarcastically, "Princess Youfeng, you can't take all the credit for the war, can you? You're full, but you can't let us starve to death."

Over the years, the Annam General's Mansion has lost more and more importance in Emperor Changlong's heart.

They had finally waited for Emperor Changlong to remember them and entrust them with such an important task; they had to seize the opportunity.

He led his troops into battle with a mission: to earn military merit, and a merit that could rival Song Siyao's. Otherwise, with Song Siyao around, his prominence would be overshadowed.

He would only be able to elevate the status of the Annam General's Mansion if he made military achievements. After all, his father was getting old and his son was incompetent, so the important task of bringing glory to the Annam General's Mansion still depended on him.

The strength of the Annam General's Mansion is what allows it to serve as Shen Xuan's support.

Song Siyao looked at Wei Dingguo and said, "General Wei, this is a military order. You have disobeyed a military order and will be punished according to military law!"

Wei Dingguo gave a cold laugh, "Wait until I get the enemy's head before you deal with me."

After saying that, he spurred his horse forward and shouted, "Brothers, charge forward and kill them all!"

Wei Dingguo disrupted the battle plan, turning the Great Zhou from an active to a passive position.

"Sister Song, what should we do now?" Jiang Hexia came up from the city wall to Song Siyao's side.

“I’ll go rescue them first, then you can bring your men to help,” Song Siyao said.

"Yes, Sister Song." Jiang Hexia immediately went to gather the soldiers.

Song Siyao rode her horse to catch up with Wei Dingguo.

Finally, she caught up with Wei Dingguo on the Sunset Plain.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou and the soldiers of the Wu Kingdom are fighting each other.

"Everyone, listen up! Retreat!" Song Siyao shouted sharply.

However, it was the Wu soldiers who retreated, while the Zhou soldiers continued their pursuit.

Song Siyao followed.

Before half a cup of tea could be brewed, the Great Zhou soldiers who had just given chase retreated again.

Now it's the Wu soldiers chasing them.

At the same time, shouts of battle came from all directions, surrounding Song Siyao and Wei Dingguo.

Song Siyao looked up and saw the Yan Emperor, Wen Yuan, Prince Yong, Prince An of Chen, and Prince Ming of Shu.

The combined forces of the four kingdoms numbered 800,000, while Song Siyao and his forces numbered less than 100,000.

Song Siyao had brought 100,000 men, but many died or were injured when they tried to retake Jinfeng City.

Wei Dingguo brought another 100,000 men with him.

Currently, there are fewer than 200,000 people in Songsiyao.

Even if all the troops were gathered, the disparity in strength between them and the forces of these four countries would be too great.

Wei Dingguo looked around at the people around him, his face turning pale.

He looked at Song Siyao with pleading eyes, his attitude extremely respectful, "Princess Youfeng, what should we do now?"

Song Siyao looked at Wei Dingguo, feeling like she wanted to tear his heart apart.

But now is not the time to punish Wei Dingguo; the most important thing now is to break the deadlock.

"Hold on to the death!"

Hold out until reinforcements arrive.

Before Song Siyao could say anything more, Emperor Yan spoke up, "Princess Youfeng, we meet again."

He looked at Song Siyao with an aggressive smile, as if to say that Song Siyao could not escape his grasp.

"His Majesty is a guest in our Great Zhou, and a guest should behave like a guest. Bringing soldiers is not in accordance with the rules."

Song Siyao looked at Emperor Yan with a stern face, her aura no less imposing than Emperor Yan's.

"Haha..." Emperor Yan laughed loudly, but when he looked at Song Siyao, his smile froze instantly, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. "Princess Youfeng, I'm not here to play games with you. Have you thought through the question I asked you months ago?"

“My current stance is the answer,” Song Siyao said.

"You have backbone, which I like very much, but there is another saying that Princess Youfeng should know: 'A wise man submits to circumstances.' Princess Youfeng, if you come with me now, I will immediately withdraw my troops without harming a single blade of grass in the Great Zhou. Otherwise, if our four kingdoms' iron cavalry trample the Great Zhou to pieces, you will be the Great Zhou's eternal sinner!" Emperor Yan warned coldly.

"Your Majesty, for your own selfish desires, has colluded with multiple foreign powers to bully Great Zhou. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world if this gets out?" Song Siyao tried to stall for time, engaging in a protracted struggle with the Yan Emperor.

The Emperor of Yan snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. As long as I can achieve my goals, what does it matter if the world laughs at me?"

"Your Majesty's actions today will be branded deeply into the annals of Yan, becoming a disgrace to Yan, and will be despised by future generations!" Song Siyao cursed.

The Yan Kingdom is the overlord of the Nine Provinces. Although it was defeated by the Great Zhou in a previous battle, in terms of overall national strength, the Great Zhou is still inferior.

If a powerful nation joins forces with several other countries to attack a nation that is not as powerful as itself, that powerful nation will be branded with shame.

"I have long been impressed by Princess Youfeng's eloquence. Today, we will not compete in literature, but in martial arts." The Yan Emperor said with a ruthless expression, "Everyone, charge forward, capture Song Siyao alive, and divide up the Great Zhou!"

As his voice fell, Prince Yong, Prince Wenyuan, Prince Ming, and Prince An led their troops toward Song Siyao.

They were like four mountains that had collapsed, pressing down on us in an instant, making it hard to breathe.

Compared to an army of 800,000, the forces of the Great Zhou were like ants before a towering tree.

Song Siyao leaped into the air, his voice booming like a bell, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

"Men of the Great Zhou, you are truly admirable! Your families are waiting for you at home. Kill them, and you will be rewarded with official titles and honors, and return home in glory! Kill!"

Song Si swung her sleeve and all the silver needles flew out, killing the hundreds of people surrounding her.

However, a few hundred people are nothing compared to an army of eight hundred thousand.

Gradually, the encirclement by the four kingdoms became smaller and smaller, and the soldiers of the Great Zhou were left with very few.

Song Siyao was covered in blood, her eyes bloodshot. She was like a machine, only concerned with killing, her mind blank.

hiss!

Suddenly, a piercing piano melody rang out, its sound penetrating the air and omnipresent.

"what!"

Soldiers from the four countries whose martial arts skills were inferior immediately bled from all seven orifices and died on the spot.

Those with slightly higher martial arts skills also suffered internal injuries from the shock.

Even a master like Wen Yuan was forced back several meters.

The crowd followed the sound of the zither and saw a woman in green hanging in mid-air.

The woman had a zither resting on her lap. Her ten fingers plucked the strings rapidly, and beautiful music flowed from her fingertips, turning into a deadly weapon.

It was Ye Wenshu, Song Siyao's second apprentice.