Young Master's Fierce Wife

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

Song Jingchen’s words raised the morale of the soldiers to an unprecedented high. Be it the imperial court’s army or the usually lazy local army, they only had one goal in their hearts. They wanted to chase the Wu Kingdom’s army out of Great Xia’s territory.

Xiao Qirui glanced at Song Jingchen.

Not long after he ascended the throne, the Wu Kingdom’s army arrived. They didn’t have time to consider overturning General Gao’s case. Moreover, Song Jingchen had left Chang’an half a month before him. How could he have received the mission to investigate the case?

However, Xiao Qirui also knew that since Song Jingchen had spoken, he would definitely do it. He would definitely seek justice for General Gao.

Previously, he had always thought that these local troops were uncooperative because they were intolerant towards outsiders. They were dispirited all day because they were scared out of their wits by the black gunpowder of the Wu Kingdom. Only now did he understand that they had accumulated resentment against the Imperial Court for a long time and could not do anything to rebel. That was why they used the stupidest method to express their dissatisfaction.

Song Jingchen was different from him. He had seen through this, so he let Song Zhong finish his words.

This was because he knew that some abscesses could only heal faster if they were punctured and the abscesses flowed out, instead of covering them and letting them rot.

For example, the injustice suffered by General Gao, the death of the princess of the Wu Kingdom, and the reason for the Wu Kingdom to send troops.

The corners of his mouth twitched. He hadn’t been able to convince these local troops even after coming to Nanling Pass for two months, but Song Jingchen had done it on the second day.

His father was right. Song Jingchen was much better than him. He didn’t just have to learn how to arrange troops and strategies. He also had to learn how to read people and use them to win their hearts.

Perhaps intimidated by the sudden burst of morale on the city tower, the horse under Song Zhong snorted uneasily.

Song Zhong never expected that not only did his words not make the soldiers of Great Xia abandon their weapons and surrender, but they also helped them regain their morale.

Although Great Xia had fewer troops than them, the other party had a relatively advantageous terrain. If they insisted on breaking into the city, they would lose many people. This was not a good thing for their subsequent attacks.

It was precisely because they understood this that they chose to take it slow during the previous siege. It was to wear down the other party’s morale and achieve their goal of taking down Nanling Pass without wasting a single soldier.

This way, not only could they preserve their troops, but they could also let the people of Great Xia fight internally.

He fixed his gaze on the general who had suddenly stood up on the city wall. The moment their eyes met, his heart sank.

"Song Jingchen! How is that possible? Shouldn’t he have just arrived at Cangbei Mountain?" he thought.

It was at least a month’s journey from Cangbei Mountain to here.

If they had known that he would arrive so quickly, how could they have delayed until now?

Without any time to think, he quickly called for a messenger to send word about Song Jingchen’s arrival in Nanling Pass. He sent the news that there was a change in the plan to Han Tong, who was in charge of arranging the troops.

The messenger got the order and galloped out.

At this moment, Han Tong, who was over 50 years old, was protected in the middle of the camp behind him by a team of armored soldiers. When he heard the messenger’s words, his eyes revealed dense killing intent and he said with a sinister expression, "Song Kunhong is dead. I was worried that no one would be able to take revenge for his sneak attack on me back then. This Song family kid came at the right time."

The messenger subconsciously glanced at his legs hanging on both sides of the horse’s abdomen.

Compared to hiding at the back and arranging the troops, a famous general naturally wanted to fight the enemies in the front.

However, as everyone knew, General Han’s legs were injured on the battlefield in the early years. When winter came, he even needed to walk with a walking stick, so he naturally could not fight in front.

However, he did not expect that the person who severely injured him back then was Great Xia’s Old Master Song.

After the previous dynasty was destroyed, the rebel army everywhere occupied land and became kings. In the end, only the three families, Xuanyuan, Shangguan, and Nangong, won.

In order to snatch their territories, the three families experienced a three-year-long war. In the end, they were defeated and injured. Helpless, they could only negotiate and establish their own countries with their respective territories as the boundary. As a result, the three countries were established.

As an old general, Han Tong had fought Old Master Song at that time. As for the so-called sneak attack, Old Master Song was already dead, so he naturally said whatever he wanted.

Han Tong glanced at the messenger and his eyes darkened. He pulled out the sword at his waist.

The messenger felt his vision blur. "Ah!" he screamed, covering his eyes that were bleeding profusely as he rolled off his horse.

Han Tong did not even look at him. He raised the sword in his hand that was still stained with dazzling blood. "Pass down the order to attack the city."