Zhang Shouren's 100,000-strong army is about to arrive in Longcheng, and a major battle is imminent.

Guan Yu and Ma Chao coveted his head, and historically, Guan Yu did indeed have a record of slaying an enemy general amidst a crowd of ten thousand men.

As for Ma Chao, he was so skilled that Cao Cao had to cut off his beard and abandon his robe, so charging into battle was naturally no problem for him.

Chen Futu and Zhang Liang discussed the matter and decided that Ma Chao and Guan Yu would each lead an army to ambush on the left and right sides of Longcheng, waiting for the right moment to lead their troops out to attack. Gao Shun would lead the Trapped Camp to follow along and be at their command.

The waiting time was a bit long.

On the day of the great battle, Chen Futu changed into a moon-colored, elegant robe, with a sword hanging at his waist, looking like a carefree young master.

He rode his black horse and left the military camp with Zhang Liang, accompanied by Consort Ge and the Trapped Camp.

Zhang Liang praised, "Your Highness, this attire is appropriate. As the commander-in-chief, how can you wear armor into battle? From now on, you only need to sit in the central army and watch the winds and clouds."

"Strategist, can we defeat Zhang Shouren in this battle?"

“Zhang Shouren has allied with the Great Qian and the grasslands, and must have already prepared an escape route. However, if he loses this battle, there will be no place for him in the Northern Frontier. Once he leaves the Northern Frontier, the Crown Prince will be free of a major threat.”

Zhang Liang's reply was roughly what Chen Futu had expected.

As they spoke, the group reached a high slope near Longcheng. From a distance, the army appeared solemn and orderly.

In Longcheng, Liu Bowen and Yu Qian had already ordered the people to return to the city. The western battlefield was under strict scorched earth policy. Zhang Shouren was at the front of the army formation, with the dark mass of Tianyun Army behind him, which was quite intimidating.

Chen Futu looked at Ge Fei, "Is there anything you'd like to do?"

"I understand."

Consort Ge rode away.

On the western gate of Longcheng, Yu Qian donned his armor and went into battle, while Liu Bowen, dressed in casual clothes, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Back then, Lord Yu won the defense of the capital, extending the life of the Ming Dynasty by two hundred years. Today, Longcheng is besieged. What do you have to say about that?"

Yu Qian said, "If the young master wants to trap the enemy, he has General Guan and General Ma to protect him. He can first exhaust the Tianyun Army, and then take them down in one fell swoop. There will be no unexpected events in this battle."

Liu Bowen pointed to the enemy's formation and said, "I see that Zhang Shouren has brought a lot of cavalry. Do you think there might be any steppe cavalry mixed in?"

Yu Qian was taken aback. The grasslands were skilled in riding, the eighteen tribes were well-trained and powerful, and there was also the legendary Iron Pagoda, which was considered an elite force. If the Iron Pagoda had infiltrated the Tianyun Legion, the outcome of this battle would be truly uncertain.

While the two were talking, Ge Fei arrived at Zhang Shouren's front line alone.

When Zhang Shouren saw a woman arrive, he sneered and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am the Crown Prince's personal guard, and I have come to deliver the Crown Prince's orders!"

"My adopted brother is going to open the city gates and surrender to me?"

Zhang Shouren, holding the whip, made a strange joke, which made the generals around him burst into laughter.

Consort Ge spat, "How arrogant! The Crown Prince said that out of consideration for your sworn brother, he was unwilling to kill you all. If you surrender today, you can be guaranteed a lifetime of glory. Otherwise, when the formation is broken, you will have no chance to regret it."

"Tsk tsk tsk, my brother really dares to say anything. Now that I'm leading 100,000 troops to crush Dragon City, is he afraid?"

"Zhang Shouren, you have colluded with the barbarians and disregarded the people of the Central Plains. You are traitors to the country. How can you face your fellow villagers and elders? Do you all think that the barbarians will retreat easily? If the country is in trouble in the future, it will all be the fault of the generals!"

Consort Ge shouted, and her words reached the ears of the generals of Tianyun. Upon hearing this, their expressions changed slightly, and the soldiers looked around and whispered among themselves.

Zhang Shouren was furious, "You vile woman, how dare you disrupt the morale of my army on the battlefield!"

Ge Fei drew her sword with a clang and pointed it at Zhang Shouren: "If you are a man, then fight me. I, a woman, am not afraid to die. You are a traitor, what face do you have to bark like this?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shouren's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

He realized that Chen Futu had deliberately sent his personal guards to undermine his army's morale. Now that his morale was high, how could he tolerate a woman's clamor?

"Someone, take it!"

At Zhang Shouren's command, the first general galloped out of the battle and charged towards Consort Ge, shouting, "You vile woman, stop your arrogance! Today, I will use your head to sacrifice to the flag!"

"Come and fight!"

Consort Ge, sword in hand, stepped forward to meet her.

On a hillside not far away, Chen Futu and Zhang Liang were observing the battle formation with a monocular telescope. "Strategist, let's make a bet."

"What does the young master want to bet on?"

"How many generals do you think Consort Ge can kill?"

"Although Consort Ge is a ninth-rank official, it is difficult for her to kill a general. At most, she can fight one battle to wear down the enemy's morale."

Zhang Liang didn't think much of Ge Fei.

Chen Futu laughed and said, "Then let's make a bet. I say she can kill at least two generals. If I win, you will help me with military affairs."

What if you lose?

"I lose, so I'll give you a two-week vacation."

“It’s a deal. I want to see what this princess of a fallen kingdom in the Western Regions is capable of.”

As the two were talking, the battle raged on the other side.

Consort Ge was facing an eighth-rank military general. His opponent was a veteran of many battles and had a bloodthirsty nature. His combat experience was far beyond what Consort Ge could match.

But the result was that, despite taking a bullet, Ge Fei managed to pierce the opponent's throat with her sword.

The body crashed to the ground, and the battlefield fell silent.

At Longcheng Pass, the soldiers' shouts shook the heavens.

"Wind! Wind! Wind—"

"Your Highness is mighty!"

Yu Qian was overjoyed, "I never expected the prince's personal maid to be so capable."

Liu Bowen smiled and said, "This woman is a princess of a fallen kingdom in the Western Regions. She has been following the prince and has always wanted to make meritorious contributions to win his favor, so that one day the prince can enter the Western Regions and avenge the loss of his kingdom. Today, the prince sent her to challenge the prince, firstly to shake the morale of Tianyun, and secondly to fulfill her wish."

As they were talking, Chen Yuling and Liu Longyue arrived at the city wall.

Liu Bowen asked in surprise, "Why have the eldest young lady and the crown princess come here?"

“My brother has gone out to fight a major battle, how can I, as his sister, fall behind in defending the city?”

Chen Yuling and Liu Longyue were both wearing armor, looking very heroic.

Liu Bowen and Yu Qian exchanged glances but said nothing. In any case, the outcome of this battle was already decided, so it wouldn't hurt to let Liu Longyue see the might of the Longcheng army up close.

On the battlefield, with her white robe stained with blood, Consort Ge said to Zhang Shouren, "You can't even handle a woman like me, Zhang Shouren, go home and nurse!"

"Be bold!"

Another general rode out into battle on horseback.

This man was tall and burly, wielding a mountain-splitting axe, and his strength reached the peak of the eighth rank.

Ge Fei was injured and was subdued in a single exchange.

Zhang Liang frowned deeply. "Your Highness, I'm afraid she won't make it."

Chen Futu said calmly, "She has always wanted to make achievements and prove herself. I have given her the opportunity, let's see if she can seize it."

At the start of the battle, smoke and dust filled the air.

Consort Ge shouted sternly, brandishing her sword with unwavering resolve.

She attacked with all her might, her clothes stained with blood, her beautiful face looking like that of a madwoman.

To everyone's astonishment, a large axe cleaved a gash in her abdomen, but she didn't react at all. Clutching her stomach, she rose up and slashed off half of the enemy general's face with her sword. When the general screamed and fell from his horse, she stepped forward and stabbed him to death.

"it is good!"

At Longcheng Pass, morale soared once more, and the soldiers' excited shouts shook the heavens.

The Crown Prince's personal guards are too strong!

Only Liu Bowen felt a pang of pity as he looked at the blood-stained Consort Ge.

Liu Longyue muttered, "As expected, none of the people around the young master are easy to deal with."

Ge Fei is in very bad condition. Her intestines are about to spill out. She is trying her best to cover her lower abdomen, and her beautiful face is deathly pale.

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