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Xiao Yan is only twenty years old, while Zhao Qinglan is seventeen. They both went to Jiangzhou together to serve as subordinates to the governor Wang Guangzhi.
The governor of Jiangzhou, Wang Guangzhi, looked at the two young men with compassion and said sincerely, " Lord Xiao, Mr. Zhao, it is our honor to have both of you serving in Jiangzhou."
Zhao Qinglan smiled faintly, "Governor Wang, you are too kind. This is an excellent place to realize one's ambitions."
"Indeed, it is truly an inspiring land," echoed Xiao Yan.
Wang Guangzhi Smiling, knowing in his heart that these two are extraordinary. Zhao Qinglan, despite being from a prestigious family, is not only well-read but also possesses a talent for military strategy; Xiao Yan is even more exceptional, being a member of the royal family.
Five years later, the once peaceful border between the North and South was once again engulfed in war. The tranquility of Jiangzhou was suddenly replaced by tension. The second conflict between Northern Wei and Southern Qi on the border erupted once more.
On ordinary days, the leisurely Jiangzhou has become tense. Zhao Qinglan has shown strong strategy skills and equestrian archery abilities, not only participating in multiple military meetings but also demonstrating excellent archery skills in exercises.
A general, astonished, exclaimed, " Mr. Zhao, your archery skills are truly top-notch!"
Zhao Qinglan smiled modestly and said, "Years of diligent practice have finally paid off. Indeed, some skills are the result of long-term accumulation."
In her heart, she quietly thought, "In fact, practicing archery also helps to conceal my feminine figure, although it is still more delicate than the average man. But at least it prevents me from standing out too much."
Moreover, it's better to have practiced than not, right? However, in a real swordsmanship competition, Zhao Qinglan still wouldn't be very effective, after all, this body is that of a woman, making it difficult to compete with men. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh.
Jianwu The second year, in the second year of Xiao Lu'an, Emperor Xiaowen of Northern Wei personally led three hundred thousand troops southward, intending to break through the border of Southern Qi in one fell swoop. This massive army invaded Zhongli to the east along the Huai River.
At the same time, two separate forces penetrated deep into the interior of Southern Qi, with Wei general Liu Chang and Wang Su leading two hundred thousand troops to attack Yiyang.
Southern Qi On one side, Emperor Ming of Southern Qi,Xiao Luan did not take it lightly and urgently deployed troops, intending to rescue Yiyang City.
Xiao Lu'an first sent the Left Guard General Choi Hyekyung and the General of Ning Shuo Pei Shuye to lead the troops to battle. Upon hearing that the Northern Wei Army was attacking Yiyang, he appointed the Governor of Jiangzhou and the General of Pingbei, Wang Guangzhi, and Xiao Yan to lead fifty thousand elite soldiers to the rescue.
After receiving the emperor's order, Wang Guangzhi led a 50,000-strong army and hurried to Yiyang without stopping. However, when they were only a hundred miles away from Yiyang, Wang Guangzhi heard that the Northern Wei Army was well-equipped and numbered as many as 200,000. He was suddenly filled with fear and dared not advance any further.
Yiyang City is located on the territory of Southern Qi, becoming a tempting pie waiting to be devoured.
The army of Northern Wei is the predator of this pie. They have a force of 200,000 and quickly surrounded Yiyang City.
"We absolutely must quickly capture Yiyang City!" murmured Wei army's military commander, General Liu Chang and Wang Su, gazing up at the gloomy sky.
Around Yiyang City, they dug three deep trenches, each about three meters wide and one and a half meters deep.
Not only that, they dug three trenches around the city, each about three meters wide and one and a half meters deep, and erected three layers of wooden fences inside the trenches. The top of the fence was also equipped with spikes, like sharp blades.
"General Liu, the defending army of Yiyang City is almost unable to hold on. It's time," Vice General Wang Su stepped forward and respectfully bowed.
Liu Chang sneered, "Wang Su, how long do you think the Qi army can hold out?"
"With their current situation, I estimate they can hold on for at most three more days," Wang Su replied confidently.
"Three days will be enough," said Liu Chang as he extended his right hand in the direction of Yiyang City, as if he could already see the victory within his grasp.
Yiyang City is in chaos, with Qi soldiers everywhere looking weary and worn. They have gone days without supplies, and casualties are mounting.
In this dire situation, the soldiers can only shield themselves with their shields, unable to fight back.
"Report, report!" a messenger in simple armor gasped as he ran in.
"What's the matter? Why are you so nervous?" The middle-aged man, the military commander named Han Xin, seemed a bit impatient.
"General Wang's large army is still a hundred miles away from us, and he dares not advance any further," the messenger reported as if warning of an impending disaster.
"What?! He dares not come when he's only a hundred miles away?" Han Xin slammed the table, instantly becoming agitated.
At the same time, a hundred miles away from Yiyang City, Qi Jun, who was on campus, had a worried look on his face. Having been through many battles, Wang Guangzhi knew very well that once he decided to move forward, he would have to face the predicament of two hundred thousand troops.
"General Wang, there's urgent news from Yiyang City again," a staff member walked in cautiously.
"Let them wait, it's too dangerous to advance now," Wang Guangzhi shook his head.
"General, if Yiyang City falls, we won't be able to hold on any longer," the staff officer worriedly said.
"I know, but we can't risk the lives of all our soldiers either," Wang Guangzhi sighed, his face filled with conflict.
He paced back and forth on campus, looking restless. His face was as pale as paper, clearly feeling immense pressure. "Furthermore, the disparity in military strength is simply too great!"
The Minister of Ceremonies, Xiao Yan, stepped forward, gracefully bowed, and then firmly said, "Governor, if you agree, I am willing to take the vanguard and deliver a sudden blow to the enemy troops."
Zhao Qinglan nodded, "Exactly, we are willing to contribute our efforts."
Wang Guangzhi saw Xiao Yan and Zhao Qinglan's determined attitude and knew it was not good to insist further. He sighed and said, "I am already old, now it's time for you young people to make a name for yourselves. My elite soldiers are at your disposal."
It was precisely Wang Guangzhi's hesitation in this battle that ended up achieving Xiao Yan.
Wang Guangzhi continued, "I will assign ten thousand troops to Xiao Yan, but remember, you must proceed with caution in all matters."
Zhao Qinglan and Xiao Yan locked eyes, a hint of excitement and determination flashing in their gaze. They exchanged a bow and firmly declared, "We will obey the orders of the magistrate and repel the enemy, not failing the trust of the Qi dynasty!"
After bowing together, they swiftly led their assigned elite soldiers to Yiyang. Throughout the journey, both Zhao Qinglan and Xiao Yan felt the weight of the pressure, but they also knew that this would be their best opportunity to showcase their ambitions.
The moonlight was dim, and the cold frost enveloped the armor. The camp was scattered, and the camp halfway up the mountain appeared silent. The huge war flag fluttered in the cold wind, and the blue dragon and white tiger totems of Southern Qi seemed to be roaring with battle intent in the dark night.
Xiao Yan walked slowly into the tent, occasionally rubbing his temples with a serious expression. His armor clung tightly to his body, the smooth metal surface reflecting the moonlight, giving off an imposing air.
Xiao Yan gazed Xiao Zhan ly at Zhao Qinglan, his face filled with concern, and asked seriously, "Younger Brother Zhao, facing an enemy force of two hundred thousand, our army has less than ten thousand troops, and with Wang Guangzhi already retreating, how can we turn the tide of this battle?"
Zhao Qinglan sat quietly in a corner of the tent, with scrolls of "The Art of War" scattered before her. A silver-white long sword lay quietly beside the wooden table, and moonlight gently spilled onto its blade, illuminating the surrounding darkness.
She murmured softly, "The army's spirit can be taken, and the general's heart can be captured. In the morning, the spirit is keen; during the day, it flags; in the evening, it returns. Those skilled in warfare subdue the enemy's spirit and make them flag, thus controlling the momentum of the battlefield."
Xiao Yan was surprised that Zhao Qinglan could calmly study military books at such a critical moment. He chuckled and said, "Studying can dispel a thousand worries, but can it also solve the dilemma before the enemy?"
Zhao Qinglan put down the book with a serious expression and said, "Sometimes, the words in the book can inspire solutions."
Xiao Yan's mouth lifted slightly: "With a strategic helper like you by my side, my heart is much more at ease."
Zhao Qinglan raised her head, her gaze firm and sharp: "Our current situation is like fish in a bowl, being watched by a hungry cat outside. If we don't take action soon, the only outcome will be a dead end."
Xiao Yan's lips curled slightly, but he felt the pressure increase: "Younger Brother Zhao, do you have any brilliant ideas to break this situation?"
Zhao Qinglan put down the scroll in his hand and gazed at Xiao Yan: "Although the situation is critical, war is not just about the number of troops. Sometimes, the side with fewer troops can turn the tide by using morale and strategy."
Xiao Yan The curiosity in his eyes gradually lit up: "Oh? That sounds very interesting."
Zhao Qinglan smiled and said, "First, we can take advantage of the enemy's arrogance towards our small numbers. Northern Wei will definitely think that Wang Guangzhi dare not send troops to rescue Yiyang City. We can take the opportunity to weaken their morale. Secondly, we can launch a night attack, using few to defeat many and disrupt their formation."
Xiao Yan's smile is filled with extreme trust in Zhao Qinglan: "It sounds good indeed, but a night raid requires precise planning and execution. Do you have any specific strategies?"
Zhao Qinglan looks up, with a glint of strategy in her eyes, and calmly says, "The key is to catch them off guard. We can utilize the cover of the night, such as dense forests and high ground, to launch a sudden attack."
She pointed to a map near Yiyang City and elaborated, "Look here, Brother Xiao, to the southwest of Yiyang City is Xianshou Mountain. If we can occupy this area, we can launch a surprise attack from a high vantage point. Additionally, with the current northwest wind, we can use the advantage of the wind direction to employ a fire attack, while simultaneously launching a pincer attack from inside and outside the city against the garrison forces."
Xiao Yan raised a practical issue, "But the defending forces inside Yiyang City are already exhausted and short of food. How can they coordinate with us?"
Zhao Qinglan took a deep breath and said thoughtfully, "Indeed, Yiyang City has been under prolonged siege and the situation is not favorable for us. Our chances of winning are slim. But we can look for the right opportunity, perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope."
Xiao Yan furrowed his brow and asked in confusion, "What kind of opportunity would that be?"
Later, Wang Guangzhi's confidant hurriedly ran in, delivering the latest military report.
"Commander, the Northern Wei Army has already advanced to the outskirts of Yiyang City, and it is feared that it will be breached tomorrow. Yiyang City is in imminent danger!"
Zhao Qinglan and Xiao Yan locked eyes and said, "Now is the time. When people see a glimmer of hope in despair, it can make them forget fear and be brave enough to resist."
"Alright, get everything ready. We will set off tonight to rescue Yiyang!" When Xiao Yan understood, he burst out with great momentum.
Zhao Qinglan picked up the long sword, her eyes gleaming with cold light, "Courage is not the most important in war, but strategy. Give me Five hundred elite soldiers, I have a plan that may break the siege of Yiyang."
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