The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

"Yes! Your lord!"

The soldier beside him handed him a crossbow, his eyes filled with admiration and respect as he looked at Lord Sikong. He had just witnessed everything: Lord Sikong had fiercely fought his way through the enemy lines and charged straight at Renault. In less than three moves, he had slain Renault from his horse in an extremely powerful manner. Although it was bloody, it was incredibly domineering and awe-inspiring!

I've never seen a commander as brave and fierce as you, my brother. Following behind you in battle, it's as if you're fearless.

Because there were adults charging ahead, it felt as if the adults could lead them out of any danger with their powerful and fierce charge. As a result, the soldiers behind them went crazy, roaring and charging all the way. Their momentum was so great that it could almost engulf the entire battlefield!

Sikong Jin took the bow from the bow, casually took three sharp, cold arrows from the quiver beside him, drew the bowstring, aimed at the Liao commander's banner fluttering above the city wall, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a glint flashed in his eyes—

'Whoosh! '

Three beams of cold light shot out in an instant, like lightning bolts cleaving through the night sky, heading straight for the commander's flag.

In the blink of an eye, the commander's flag and his two flag bearers were simultaneously struck by arrows and fell to the ground.

A burst of cheers erupted, greatly boosting the morale of the surviving soldiers, who charged towards the city gate. A deafening explosion followed, scattering countless shards of porcelain in all directions...

On the city wall, Qihar roared like an angry beast!

"Useless! Useless! Stop their attack right now!"

"General, let's run! General Renault and his 50,000 troops are almost all wiped out. General Reg, who just led 30,000 soldiers out to meet the enemy, has also failed to return. The city gates are about to be breached!"

"General, let's escape quickly! As long as we're alive, we can always fight another day. We still have tens of thousands of troops. If we continue fighting like this, the losses will be devastating, General! We'll have a hard time explaining this to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"It's terrible! It's terrible! Sikong Jin's army has broken through the city gates! The iron cavalry of Dayong has stormed into the city! Everyone, run!"

"Oh no! Sikong Jin's army is coming! Everyone, run!"

A series of panicked sounds came from below. Qihar turned around and looked down, only to see Sikong Jin's iron cavalry rushing into the city like a flood of ferocious beasts, instantly engulfing the Liao army in front of the city gate. His soldiers dared not put up any resistance and scattered in all directions, abandoning their armor and fleeing in a sorry state.

These scenes left him stunned and at a loss.

The adjutant beside him pleaded with a mournful face, "Lord Hari just ordered the general to retreat immediately and head towards Patan City overnight, so that we can find an opportunity to retake Tashe City later!"

Amidst the flashing cold light of tens of thousands of swords and the deafening battle cries, Qihar finally snapped out of his shock and hastily rushed down the city gate, abandoning the city and fleeing...

According to the "Red Moon Handbook," on November 13th of the 467th year of the Red Moon Calendar, the renowned general Sikong Jin (Deputy Commander of the Central Plains Military Command of the Dayong Dynasty) personally led his 50,000-strong army to attack the Liao Dynasty's Tashe City. Leading from the front, he fought valiantly, killing Liao generals Lei Nuo and Lei Ge, boosting morale, defeating the Liao army, and capturing Tashe City. This battle became a turning point in the Northwest battlefield and a crucial battle in Sikong Jin's later rise to power in the Dayong court.

Amidst the flickering, surging flames, General Li Ji stared in shock at the scene before him, almost unable to believe what he was seeing—

They actually won!

Despite suffering heavy casualties, they actually managed to win with a mere 50,000—no, less than 40,000 soldiers who had just joined the battle!

The fact that an army of less than 40,000 could rout Qihar's 100,000-strong army, forcing them to abandon the city and flee, is truly unbelievable, almost like a dream.

In a daze, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him. He turned around subconsciously and saw the figure of Lord Sikong galloping towards him. He slapped himself hard, and only when he felt a burning pain on his face did he dare to believe that it was all real!

"My lord!" Li Ji greeted the Minister of Works.

Sikong Jin reined in her horse, looking down at Li Ji. By the flickering firelight, she gazed at the densely packed corpses and weapons and armor before her. A slight smile appeared on her delicate face, stained with a few drops of blood. "Where is Qihar?"

"My lord, they abandoned the city and fled long ago. I originally intended to capture this lad myself and bring him before you, but what I caught was a double wearing his armor. I was so angry that I killed the double with one stroke!"

Li Ji said indignantly, "And that Hari, he escaped too! I've already ordered General Fang to lead his troops in pursuit!"

Sikong Jin nodded, then gave the order, "Tell the soldiers not to pursue them. Leave the fleeing remnants to Vice General Mei and his men to deal with, lest they come back and complain to me. Order the soldiers in the city to clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible, tally the casualties, and get on with their work! Also, immediately send someone to check the granaries and warehouses to see if that bastard Qihar has hoarded any good stuff for me!"

"Yes! Your lord!"

……

Two hours later, as dawn approached, in front of the general's mansion where Qihar had previously stayed.

Sikong Jin, holding the battle sword in her hand, looked up at the luxurious mansion in front of her, then suddenly turned around and sat down heavily on the cold steps in front of the mansion.

She took a breath and couldn't help but complain, "But I'm exhausted! At least I don't have to worry about how to explain this to the adults and Brother Tang."

"I'm exhausted and starving! Damn it, Li Ji! Li Ji! Where the hell have you been? Hurry up and find me something to eat!"

Touching his aching stomach, Lord Sikong couldn't help but roar.

"Yes! Yes! My lord!"

Li Ji rushed out of the mansion, carrying a plate of hot soup noodles, and quickly handed it to Lord Sikong. "My lord, please eat quickly. I was looking for you everywhere. Where have you been? Hmm? What's in this big bag?"

He reached out to touch the bulging black cloth bag, but Lord Sikong pulled him away, saying, "Did I give you permission to touch my things? Go do what you're supposed to do!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, scooped up the noodles in the bowl, and began to wolf them down.

However, before she could take a few bites, she suddenly felt a soft touch brush against her face. Before she could react, a small black head had already reached into the large bowl in her hand.

*Smack smack!*

The sound of someone enjoying their soup could be heard.