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"Little money-grubber!" Qiao Tinghao looked at Ruan Mumu with doting eyes, his gaze full of love.

He gently pinched her cheek, then added, "Half of those valuables are used to buy the supplies and provisions you have, and the other half is used to buy the food you have to settle the people we've taken in. It's not for you personally."

Ruan Mumu was secretly delighted when she heard Qiao Tinghao say that.

She blinked her big eyes, approached Qiao Tinghao with a delighted expression, and asked in a low voice, "So, do you mean that all the valuables found in the palace are mine?"

Qiao Tinghao smiled helplessly, nodded slightly, and replied, "Yes, yes, whatever you like, it's all yours."

Ruan Mumu was so excited she almost jumped up. Thinking about the huge sum of money it would bring, she smiled happily, her eyes seemingly sparkling.

However, after thinking about it, she felt that this was definitely not appropriate, and quickly explained, "At most, I will only take two-thirds, and the rest will be distributed to reward the brothers. Otherwise, everyone works so hard and risks their lives with us, how can there be no reason not to reward them? Besides, we still need to prepare a lot of supplies to settle the people later!" Ruan Mumu said with a smile.

Qiao Tinghao was amused by her adorable appearance and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He gently patted her head and praised, "What a kind girl."

"Hehehe... Isn't it a bit funny that we're discussing this here? We can't really decide what's going on with this property, can we?" Ruan Mumu laughed heartily, her face beaming with happiness.

Qiao Tinghao stopped joking with her, reached for the binoculars hanging around his neck, and focused intently on the battle in the distance, his expression becoming serious.

As he looked around, he instructed, "Girl! Let's get ready. We'll be attacking soon. You mustn't stray too far from me. It's best to stay right next to me, understand?"

Ruan Mumu replied, "Understood."

She understood Qiao Tinghao's concern and worry for her, so she decided to go along with his wishes.

Although she believed she could handle any danger, she preferred to fight alongside Qiao Tinghao.

"Don't worry, brother, I'll fight alongside you," Ruan Mumu replied firmly, then tightened her grip on the pistol.

Qiao Tinghao slowly put down the binoculars in his hand, his gentle gaze fixed on her, and his smile deepened.

That deep gaze was filled with his profound emotions and indescribable feelings.

Just then, his phone rang unexpectedly. Qiao Tinghao took out his phone and saw that it was the phone that Qiao Zuoer had sent back to Beijing calling.

"Girl, the phone in Beijing is ringing," Qiao Tinghao said to Ruan Mumu.

When Ruan Mumu saw that Qiao Tinghao's hand holding the phone was trembling slightly, she gently grasped his hand and said softly, "Don't be nervous, answer it quickly! Keep it short, we can talk properly after we take over the Xirong Palace."

Qiao Tinghao answered the phone eagerly: "Hello! This is Qiao Tinghao!"

“Young General, I have returned to the General’s Mansion. Madam, the eldest young master, and the second young master are all here. Please wait a moment while I hand the phone to Madam,” Zuo Er said respectfully.

"Okay!" Qiao Tinghao responded gently, then waited quietly for the voice on the other end of the phone.

Soon, a gentle woman's urgent voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hao'er, Hao'er, is that you?"

Qiao Tinghao searched his memory and confirmed that the voice was indeed that of his mother. He quickly replied, "Mother, it's your son! How are you?"

"Hao'er, Hao'er, you scared your mother to death. Waaah... Your father sent a message to your grandfather saying that you had been attacked and were missing. It scared your mother to death." A gentle woman's soft sobs came from the other end of the phone.

"Mother, I'm fine. I'm the one who made you worry. Now that I have this phone, I can let you know I'm safe wherever I go," Qiao Tinghao comforted her in a low voice.

"Good, good, Hao'er, this thing called a cell phone can actually let us talk! It's amazing! Even if you're not by my side now, I can find you in time. That's wonderful." The woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, filled with joy.

"Third brother, this is your eldest brother. Where are you now?" A man's voice came from the other end of the phone. He sounded like a gentle man.

"Third brother, this is your second brother. Everything is fine at home. Don't worry about us. I will take good care of Mother and Grandfather." Another man's voice came from behind.

"Big brother, second brother, I'm currently outside the gates of the Western Rong capital, preparing to storm the city!" Qiao Tinghao replied.

"What? You've already reached the outskirts of Xirong's capital?" The voice on the other end of the phone belonged to his elder brother, Qiao Tingxuan.

He had served alongside Qiao Feng in guarding the frontier for several years, and they had only managed to prevent the Western Rong from invading. Now, his younger brother and his men had actually reached the capital of the Western Rong.

"Yes, brother, I have to talk to you now. Mother, you can have Zuo Yi teach you how to use a cell phone later, and then you can call my father! I'm going to command the attack on Xirong's capital city right away." Qiao Tinghao said anxiously, looking at the situation in the distance.

"Hao'er, be careful. Remember to let your mother know you're safe after you're done!" the woman instructed.

Qiao Tinghao also heard his eldest and second eldest brothers' voices on the other end of the phone: "Third brother, be careful, you must stay safe!"

Qiao Tinghao felt a warmth in his heart and quickly replied, "Mother, eldest brother, second brother, please don't worry, we will soon capture the palace. I'll call you then! I have to go now."

After hanging up the phone, he grabbed Ruan Mumu's hand and said, "Let's go, prepare to attack and take the palace in one fell swoop."

Then, he resolutely turned around, quickly picked up the walkie-talkie beside him, pressed the call button without hesitation, and shouted loudly, "Deputy General Wang, Deputy General Wang, please respond."

At this moment, Wang Dezhu was intently holding a telescope, closely observing the fierce battle ahead.

The battlefield was filled with smoke, and the shouts of battle and the clash of weapons continued to rise and fall.

Suddenly, he heard a soldier beside him remind him, "Deputy General Wang, someone is calling for you."

The soldier respectfully handed the walkie-talkie he was holding tightly to Wang Dezhu.

Wang Dezhu frowned slightly, reached out and took the walkie-talkie, and replied in a steady and firm voice, "Wang Dezhu received! Wang Dezhu received!"

Immediately coming from the other end of the walkie-talkie was Qiao Tinghao's firm and unquestionable order: "Deputy General Wang, try to persuade them to surrender again. If they still refuse to surrender, then launch an attack immediately and head straight for the palace. Do not fail!"

"Roger! Roger!" Wang Dezhu answered crisply and immediately turned to the soldiers behind him and gave the order: "Someone, turn the loudspeaker back on!"

Soon, a soldier ran forward and skillfully turned on the loudspeaker.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Dezhu's loud and authoritative voice resounded throughout the battlefield through the loudspeaker: "Soldiers of Xirong, listen up! We are giving you one last chance!"

Those who are willing to surrender will be spared as long as they lay down their weapons immediately; but if you remain obstinate and refuse to surrender, then don't blame us for being ruthless and killing you without mercy!

These words echoed across the battlefield like a thunderclap. After being recorded, they were repeated over and over again, playing on a loop for a total of ten times.

Each repetition carried immense deterrent power, causing the still hesitant Western Rong soldiers to tremble.

"Listen up, soldiers of the Western Rong! Anyone who dares to surrender will have their entire family exterminated by His Majesty!" Qin Dakai roared, his eyes wide and his hair standing on end in fury.

He then channeled his profound inner strength, causing his words to spread rapidly in all directions like a whirlwind.

However, no matter how fierce and sharp his words were, most of the Western Rong soldiers silently put down the weapons they were holding.

Some of these surviving soldiers had witnessed firsthand how domineering and powerful the weapons of the Northern Sheng were.

Even though they didn't witness it firsthand, they had already heard the bombings outside the city walls, which were as loud as thunder; it was impossible for them not to hear them.

Compared to those incredibly powerful and devastating weapons, their small and fragile bodies seemed so insignificant.

Faced with such an irresistible force, the last vestige of their will to resist gradually dissipated.

Seeing that most people had laid down their weapons, Qiao Tinghao and Ruan Mumu led the members of the sharpshooting team without hesitation, charging bravely towards the chaotic and smoke-filled battlefield.

They moved with agility and speed, swiftly crossing the ravaged land like arrows released from a bow.

The infantry following closely behind were equally determined, charging forward with great momentum.

Some of them rushed straight to the city gate and broke through the enemy's defenses in one fell swoop; others quickly ran to the city wall, preparing to climb up and deliver a fatal blow to the enemy from above.

The battle cries were deafening, as if they were about to tear the world apart.

The members of the sharpshooting team stood with serious expressions and cold eyes, holding their submachine guns with the dark muzzles pointed directly at the top of the city wall.

If the people of Xirong dare to use any weapon to resist, they will absolutely not hesitate to open fire and kill the enemy with a single shot!

Meanwhile, Qiao Tinghao and Ruan Mumu were also busy.

They, along with ten members of the sharpshooting team, quickly removed the hooks and razor-sharp tiger hooks hanging from their bodies and threw them forcefully onto the towering city wall.

A crisp clanging sound rang out as the hook successfully embedded itself in the wall, firmly securing the rope.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Tinghao nimbly reached out his arm and tightly embraced Ruan Mumu's slender and soft waist.

The two worked together seamlessly, using the ropes to leap onto the city wall with the grace of birds in just a few bounds.

Along with them ascended the city wall were more than a dozen well-trained guards from the Qiao family.

These guards were agile and swift, moving without any hesitation.

Almost at the same instant, more than a dozen submachine guns roared in unison, spitting out flames.

A hail of bullets rained down on the Western Rong soldiers who still refused to lay down their weapons. Before the Western Rong soldiers on the city wall could react, they were all hit by bullets and fell to the ground, dying on the spot.

"Don't move! Keep quiet!" Qiao Zuo shouted angrily, his figure flashing past like a ghost, and he arrived in front of Qin Dakai in the blink of an eye.

He moved with lightning speed, grabbing Qin Dakai's arm tightly, and then, with lightning speed, took out a pair of shiny handcuffs and neatly cuffed Qin Dakai's hands behind his back.

It turned out that Qin Dakai had been hit in the leg by a stray bullet, and blood was gushing from the wound, causing him unbearable pain.

At that moment, he was grimacing in pain, his face contorted, and he was groaning in agony.

However, the sudden handcuffs caught him completely off guard, and his fear and anger erupted instantly.

So he yelled and struggled desperately, but his hands were handcuffed and he couldn't break free. He could only waste his energy in vain.

The Beisheng soldiers who rushed into the city quickly brought under control the Xirong soldiers who were still stubbornly resisting at the city gate.

After Lei Dashui and Meng Hai rushed in, they fought hard and captured Zhou Heng and Zhou Yi alive.

(Some people may have forgotten how important Lei Dashui and Meng Hai were. They weren't important figures before; they were just in the same group as Liu Ziyun and, unaware of Liu Ziyun's identity, treated him like a brother. It was these two who enthusiastically helped push the cannons to the practice area when Doctor Liu and Deputy General Wang went up the mountain to observe the battle.)

The Northern Sheng army surged into the city like a tidal wave, its imposing momentum awe-inspiring.

One squad of a dozen soldiers was particularly eye-catching; each of them held a megaphone tightly in their hand and marched along the street with serious and focused expressions.

The loud voice echoed through the streets and alleys through the loudspeakers: "Fellow citizens of Xirong, please stay at home and do not go out unnecessarily!"

We are the army of Northern Sheng. Our purpose here is not to target innocent civilians, but simply to quell the situation.

To avoid unnecessary casualties, please follow instructions and stay home!

These shouts were like a constant alarm bell, gradually calming the initially panicked Western Rong people, who then closed their doors tightly and dared not show themselves easily.

The Northern Sheng army advanced unimpeded and swept towards the location of the palace.

The sounds of horses' hooves and footsteps mingled together, creating a stirring battle song.

When the vanguard general Wang Dezhu led his men to the palace gate, they saw Qiao Tinghao arriving with Ruan Mumu, Liu Ziyun, and a group of elite snipers.

The atmosphere was extremely tense. Everyone's eyes met, their gazes revealing both anticipation for the upcoming battle and a hint of solemnity and caution.

Qiao Tinghao broke the silence first, looking at Wang Dezhu and asking casually, "Vice General Wang, what do you think is the best way to play this round?"