His innermost thoughts were revealed, and he ventured into a fictional dynasty with the system.

Hearing 001's words, Qin Qianluo felt utterly speechless, as if the whole thing was a bizarre farce. The others in the tent were equally astonished, exchanging bewildered glances, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They simply couldn't understand why Youming would go to such great lengths, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers and enduring countless hardships, just to capture Princess Qingyun.

Qin Qianlu couldn't help but think to herself, "Has Youming lost his mind? Why is he going through all this trouble? He went to Tianxuan territory to capture me, and now he's on the battlefield, still trying to capture me?"

Why didn't he just exhaust himself traveling? And what about the offspring Gu? It has such peculiar effects? Why is there no record of this in the information I've seen about mother-child Gu?

The generals in the tent almost burst out laughing when they heard Qin Qianluo's humorous yet helpless words.

The nerves that were originally as taut as a bowstring were inadvertently touched by this humorous sentiment and relaxed considerably.

After all, although the Netherworld is powerful and its methods are difficult to guard against and deal with, they know this in their hearts.

General An Yuan has not yet made a move. As long as General An Yuan is present, the situation is not too difficult for the time being. They still have a way to deal with it and will not be in a desperate situation.

001 shared the same thought as Qin Qianluo, muttering, "This guy is, after all, ranked second among the top ten experts, so he must have some skill."

However, I'm unsure of the specific effects of this Gu poison; I can't find detailed information at the moment. Perhaps only a trip to the Miao region will reveal its secrets.

Qin Qianlu remained silent. She didn't want to go to Miao territory, nor was she particularly interested in the other uses of the Mother-Child Gu. There was no need to take the risk out of curiosity.

"It's alright, if we can't find it, so be it. Anyway, after we destroy the Xuanyuan Kingdom and kill the Xuanyuan dog emperor, this mother-child Gu will disappear. There's no need to go to Miao territory anymore; the journey is too far, and travel is inconvenient now. It's not worth it just for this."

Those inside the tent agreed. Indeed, Miao territory was too far away, and the rumors about it were somewhat mysterious. It was best for Princess Qingyun not to take the risk, and there was really no need for her to go.

001 also agreed, saying, "Luo Bao is right. There's no need to run so far. Once Xuanyuan Kingdom is conquered, Luo Bao should stay in the capital."

Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo didn't answer, but instead asked, "It seems the General of the Cavalry can't take Youming, so how do we take this city? We can't just keep at it."

Seeing that Luo Bao did not answer, 001 did not press the matter. In any case, it would always be by Luo Bao's side. If Luo Bao wanted to go to the other two countries, it would not be worried. It just felt sorry for Luo Bao and did not want Luo Bao to suffer so much.

Upon hearing Luo Bao's question, 001 said, "It's alright, Luo Bao. General An Yuan hasn't made a move yet. He's much stronger than You Ming. Even two You Mings wouldn't be a match for him. He won't be unable to defeat you."

Hearing this, Qin Qianluo felt a little relieved, and the people in the tent also smiled. Sure enough, with General An Yuan there, there was no need to worry about not being able to capture the city.

Then Qin Qianluo asked, "Is General An Yuan really that capable? I've never asked you about these two generals before. Tell me about them when we get back."

001 responded with a "okay" and didn't continue. The people in the tent had a general idea of ​​the opponent's strength. With General An Yuan there, there was nothing to discuss. After talking about some unimportant things, everyone left.

Only the General of the Cavalry was left silently shedding tears, so was his martial arts skill rejected by Princess Qingyun? And he just left like that? But then again...

What did Princess Qingyun give me to drink just now? After drinking it, I felt my strength immediately restored. Could it be the spiritual spring water mentioned in her heart?

Qin Qianluo returned to her tent and asked 001 to tell her about the two generals in detail. The group that had just left the General of the Cavalry's tent sneaked over to the tent next to Princess Qingyun's tent and eavesdropped.

001 looked at the information and said, "General Qu Zhenchuan is twenty-seven years old this year. He is skilled in long spears and is stronger than the average person."

Similar to Li Jing in the early Tang Dynasty, he was skilled in cavalry warfare, went on several expeditions without defeat, and was fair in rewarding and punishing his soldiers without favoritism or bending the law. He also had his own set of methods for training his soldiers.

His analysis of the terrain and the formulation of strategies and tactics were also very skillful; he was a general with a sharp military mind, though he had a bit of a temper.

Qin Qianlu nodded and said, "He does have a rather quick temper, but does he resemble Li Jing, who is ranked eighth in Lingyan Pavilion? Li Jing is very composed."

Moreover, Li Jing was a renowned military strategist. During the reign of Emperor Suzong of Tang, he was honored with a place in the Temple of Martial King and ranked among the Ten Sages. The General of the Cavalry doesn't seem to possess that same composure and caution.

001 chuckled softly, "Oh dear, Luo Bao, the General of the Cavalry is only twenty-seven, so he's certainly not that composed yet. His strength, martial arts, and military talent are all quite impressive."

Hearing this, Qin Qianluo nodded and didn't argue with 001, letting it continue. 001 continued, "General Anyuan, Yin Yichen, is thirty-one years old this year. Judging from this name, Luo Bao must think he looks like a scholar, but in fact, he is very strong in martial arts."

Among the generals of Tianxuan Kingdom, he can be said to be among the best, an absolute powerhouse, and a very steady person who considers every detail.

In comparison, he is more like Bai Qi from the Qin Dynasty; both were first-rate in military command and tactical application, and both were undefeated. However, General An Yuan treated prisoners of war more leniently.

Qin Qianluo's eyes widened slightly. "The Butcher Bai Qi? How could that be? Bai Qi's martial prowess and military abilities are undeniable, but his personality is completely different. General An Yuan is a very gentle and kind person."

001 agreed, saying, "Yes, Luo Bao, it's just a comparison of martial prowess and military ability. General An Yuan's personality is different from Bai Qi's; his personality is just like his name."

Qin Qianluo's eyes sparkled, and she nodded slightly. Her black hair swayed like flowing light with her movements. Having satisfied her curiosity after learning about it, she went to chat with 001 about other things.

Meanwhile, inside the other tent, Yin Yichen stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, his eyes filled with shock, just like a calm lake being hit by a boulder, causing ripples to spread.

They met eyes with Qu Zhenchuan, who had come to eavesdrop, and were speechless for a moment. Qu Zhenchuan's square face first showed surprise, then the corners of his mouth turned up.

He flashed a smug smile, like a proud peacock, secretly thinking that his abilities were as majestic as a towering mountain, inspiring awe and deference, which was why he deserved such treatment.

His eyes, which had been slightly sharp because of the comment about his bad temper, were now covered by a smug look, as if he hadn't been the one who was sharp just now, and that he had completely forgotten about the comment about his bad temper.

Yin Yichen also puffed out his chest slightly, like an eagle about to spread its wings and soar, unable to hide his pride.

He knew perfectly well that the people 001 mentioned and compared with were all renowned generals known to Princess Qingyun in her previous life.

Although Bai Qi, known as the "Butcher of Men," was like a giant beast in the fog to him, he could only hear his voice but not see his form, and knew nothing about his origins and deeds.

However, just hearing about his reputation, the chilling murderous aura and supreme majesty seemed to surge like a tidal wave, making him realize that this must be an extremely powerful figure who could stir up huge waves in the long river of history.

The thought that he could now be compared to such an outstanding general filled Yin Yichen's heart with an overwhelming sense of joy and pride, like a field caressed by a spring breeze.

In his view, this undoubtedly proved that from now on, he held a very important position in Princess Qingyun's heart and was by no means an ordinary person.

His thoughts drifted back to Youming, and Yin Yichen's eyes showed even more determination and resolve, like the brightest star in the night sky, shining brightly and firmly.

He firmly believed that he would be able to defeat this person in tomorrow's battle, thereby elevating his status in Princess Qingyun's heart and earning her more praise in the future, ideally in front of more military generals.

The next morning, General An Yuan donned his armor and went to the city gate to challenge the enemy. Qin Qianluo went to the front of the camp and looked at the direction of the battlefield from afar, wanting to witness Youming's defeat with her own eyes.

As Youming was resting in the city, the shouts suddenly pierced the air like sharp arrows, striking his ears directly. His handsome, sword-like eyebrows instantly furrowed into a deep frown, and a hint of displeasure welled up in his heart.

But he knew that there was no time to hesitate, so he quickly got up and neatly put on the heavy and cold armor. Each armor plate made a slight knocking sound as he moved, as if it were a low war song.

Immediately afterward, like a black lightning bolt, he leaped onto his horse through the city gate, gripping the reins tightly in his hand. His steed neighed loudly and carried him away like an arrow released from a bow.

Upon realizing that the challenger before him was no match for the one from yesterday, Youming's eyes narrowed instantly, like a cheetah in the dark sensing danger.

Alarm bells rang in his mind, and a strong sense of vigilance arose spontaneously, as if the air around him had become heavy because of his alertness.

The two men faced each other across the battlefield. After a moment, they both slowly spurred their horses forward. When they were only a few feet apart, their aura surged up like a turbulent tide, and an invisible pressure spread outwards like ripples.

In the blink of an eye, they had entered a life-or-death struggle. Youming's eyes were like torches as he took the initiative to attack. He squeezed his legs tightly around the horse's belly, and the horse, in pain, neighed and charged towards General Anyuan like a cannonball.

He raised his long sword high, its cold gleam gleaming in the sunlight, seemingly weighing a thousand pounds, carrying boundless killing intent, and thrust it straight toward General An Yuan's vital heart. The whistling sound as it sliced ​​through the air was like the roar of death.

When General An Yuan saw the long sword coming at him with a gust of wind, he remained calm and dodged to the side. The sharp blade grazed his armor, sending sparks flying.

The scorching sun beat down on the battlefield, and the clanging of metal was exceptionally crisp and loud, seemingly able to reach every corner of the battlefield.

He lashed out with his whip, the tip of which moved like a nimble serpent, aimed straight at Youming's face. Youming reined in his horse and leaned back, the whip narrowly missing his nose. In the sunlight, the fear on his face was clearly visible.

With a swift somersault, Youming leaped off his horse, using the momentum of the landing to drag his long sword along the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, like a dragon stirring the sea, heading straight for General Anyuan's lower body.

General An Yuan gave a soft shout, spurred his horse's flanks, and the steed leaped high into the air, its hooves drawing an arc as it trod towards the underworld. The hooves landed heavily, creating shallow craters in the dry ground and kicking up a few specks of dust.

The Netherworld Blade blocked the attack with a deafening clang, sending countless sparks flying. The sound, like a thunderclap, exploded across the silent battlefield, making the eardrums of the surrounding soldiers ring.