The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 427: Open Plank Road

Su Rong's eyes darted around: "General... Deputy General, this is a huge decision-making error. General Mo is very experienced, I didn't expect him to make such a low-level mistake."

Mo Sheng snapped out of his reverie, his emotionless gaze sweeping over Su Rong before settling on Wu Risu: "On the battlefield, situations change in an instant. A qualified and mature military commander should have the ability to flexibly respond to unexpected situations. For example, General Wu..."

Ursu ​​immediately flattered her: "I'm different. I'm exceptionally brave and valiant. No one else has my abilities."

Su Rong: ...

He cursed Urisu in his heart, calling him an idiot.

It's obvious that Mo Sheng is targeting him.

He retorted defiantly, "General Mo is indeed capable, but he can't even defeat a mere woman."

Mo Sheng stared at him quietly for a while, then suddenly tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Su Rong remained vigilant, ready to respond to Mo Sheng's rebuttal at any moment.

However, Mo Sheng drew his knife and held it to Su Rong's neck.

Su Rong was shocked.

Seeing this, Mo Sheng sneered: "I dare not say about your martial arts, but when it comes to talking, you are definitely no match for me. With a formidable enemy at hand, you still have the mind to sow discord. It's a miracle that Wu Risu hasn't been tricked to death with a subordinate like you."

Su Rong didn't think she had done anything wrong; on the contrary, she was somewhat indignant: "Everything was fine until now, if it weren't for you..."

"What about me? I am the Grand General appointed by the Emperor himself. Are you not convinced by me or by the Emperor?"

Mo Sheng's eyes were filled with disappointment.

A question arose in his mind.

Is there really any hope for Brown Country?

Even though a large army is already pressing in, the people inside are still so clueless.

The emperor, who held supreme power in the Brown Kingdom, was fully aware of all this, yet he had no intention of changing anything, and even turned a blind eye in order to maintain a balance of power.

He racked his brains but couldn't figure it out: how could such a brown country fight against the Great Yong?

Is such a brown country worthy of his loyalty?

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He is a general of the Brown Kingdom, how could he have such thoughts?

Were you persuaded by Jianyang?

No, it's not like that.

He had long harbored envy for the military and civil officials of the Great Yong Dynasty.

Just thinking about the disparity between the courtiers of the two countries is heartbreaking.

There's no comparison.

He forced himself not to think about these things.

He was a general of the Brown Kingdom, and was taught from a young age to be loyal to the monarch and love his country.

Since one can no longer be loyal to the emperor, one must at least love one's country.

Qi Yongji was not the right ruler for him, so he decided to find another one.

In short, the brown country cannot perish, nor can it lose.

"You're spouting nonsense!" Su Rong pointed at Mo Sheng and shouted angrily, "General Mo, you can just say you're unhappy with me, why put such a big accusation on me?"

Mo Sheng was brought back to his senses by his shrill voice: "You know what you're thinking, and I'm too lazy to investigate. If you delay the Emperor's important business again because of your little schemes, I'll kill you as a sacrifice to the flag."

He removed the knife from Su Rong's neck and then slammed it to the ground.

Half of the blade was buried in the ground, while the hilt trembled slightly in the air.

Su Rong felt a chill run down his neck and was speechless.

Urisu said with dissatisfaction: "Su Rong, this is where you're wrong. I know you're unhappy, but you can't delay the Emperor's important business!"

Mo Sheng lowered his eyes, already fully aware of Wu Risu's thoughts.

This person is not very bright; he's very straightforward, but he also tends to get stuck on trivial details and has a narrow perspective.

However, he had only one thing in common: he revered Qi Yongji as a god.

Urisu may be resentful of him, but he was appointed by Qi Yongji.

Once this point is made clear, Urisu will not and dare not question him.

Look, he should thank him for thinking of Qi Yongji.

Su Rong was so angry at Wu Risu's defection that he felt dizzy and disoriented.

Mo Sheng's murderous intent loomed before him, and he didn't dare to provoke him for the time being, so he could only hold back, even if it meant internal injury.

On the other side, after Jianyang returned, he was surrounded and taken to the camp where the wounded were housed.

The medic was about to bandage her wounds, but she waved him off and went to check on the more seriously injured people first.

She walked up to a female soldier with a broken leg, bent down, and took the soldier's hand: "Xiaoya, are you still in pain?"

Little Sprout, still feeling down, looked up in surprise: "General? You remember me?"

"Of course. You are excellent."

Instantly, a bright smile appeared on Xiaoya's lips.

But the pain from her wound dragged her back to reality the next moment.

What's the use of being excellent?

She will never be able to fight again.

Jianyang looked at her gloomy yet forced-to-be-spirited appearance and felt a mix of emotions.

She couldn't offer any words of comfort, because even the strongest words seemed powerless at this moment.

She could only gently hug the young girl in front of her and say, "I'm sorry."

Xiaoya hugged her back and said, "General, you don't need to feel sorry. I am very grateful to you, really."

If it weren't for the general, she would be dead by now.

She was born into misfortune, with a father who was a gambler and greedy.

Her life was boring; she got a minor beating every three days and a major beating every five days.

Before she turned thirteen, her injuries had never healed.

She refused to admit defeat, so she silently accumulated strength, waiting for the day she could escape or fight back.

But before she could grow up, her own father sold her to a widower in his fifties.

Her young life at the age of thirteen was worth only five taels of silver.

The widower didn't know her, so she pretended to be innocent and foolish, and escaped when he was off guard.

She had no travel permit and was young and frail.

Therefore, even after escaping, her future remains uncertain.

But she dared not stop.

She was surrounded by acquaintances of the widower, and she was afraid that if she stopped for even a moment, she would be taken back.

In her most desperate moment, she heard the news that Princess Jianyang was recruiting the Red Eagle Army.

Looking at her skeletal hands and her stature, which was a head shorter than others her age, she gritted her teeth and went.

She was not rejected; she had hope and the strength to protect herself.

When she reunited with her father, she suddenly realized that this insurmountable mountain was not so insurmountable after all.

At that moment, she broke free from the nightmare and was completely reborn.

She was someone who had already died once.

How could she blame the general who gave her everything?

"General, although I am sad, I have no regrets. I have no legs, but I still have two hands, and I can still support myself."

The Great Yong of today is very different.

With the establishment of Yuanxiu Academy, the number of female households increased.

Her Highness the Crown Princess has paved a new path for them.

Jianyang released her and looked into her eyes, as if he saw a cluster of surging flames within them.

People are not afraid of encountering difficulties, but they are afraid of not having the courage to struggle.

“I’m glad you think that way. Don’t worry, the compensation will be delivered to you. If you encounter any scoundrels, be sure to report them to the authorities.”

One of the laws enacted by Yuanjia in recent years stipulated that all soldiers wounded in battle should be registered and their skills taught by the local county magistrate, who would send someone to visit them monthly. In the event of their legal troubles, they would be given priority in handling such cases.

Jianyang knew Yuanjia's abilities.

She believed that as long as Yuan Jia was in power, this law would definitely be implemented.

Xiaoya whispered, "I know, General, don't worry. Please go and treat your wound first, so as not to worry everyone, okay?"