The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 428 Night Attack

Jianyang waved his hand: "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious. Xiaoya, please tell me if you need anything, I'll go check on the others first."

Little Sprout nodded obediently.

Jianyang whispered a few more words of comfort before turning to walk towards the next person.

Xiaoya watched her retreating figure and suddenly chuckled softly.

She has reached the end of this road, but it doesn't matter, someone will continue to walk it.

She will forever suppress the resentment and anger she feels because of her disability, and will always bless her sisters.

……

Back to the present.

Zheng Xun knew everything, but he listened quietly to Jianyang's story.

After listening, she smiled and said, "They shouldn't attack again in the next few days."

According to the information sent back by the scouts, there's a bunch of people dragging their feet over there. Can Mo Sheng really stand it and not deal with them?

Jianyang and Zhang Dairong exchanged a glance, both understanding that this was a rare opportunity.

Without hesitation, they decided to take the initiative.

That evening, it was cloudy with a southwest wind.

Zhang Dairong held three copper coins, solemnly tossed them into the air, and then caught them precisely.

The sisters next to her came over.

Zhang Dairong opened her hand and looked seriously at the copper coin in her palm: "Hmm, it's auspicious."

A chorus of boos erupted from the crowd: "Tch!"

"Huh...when have you ever drawn a lucky number that didn't turn out well?"

Zhang Dairong smiled smugly: "It's clear that I'm blessed by Heaven."

"Alright, that's a skill in itself."

Zhang Dairong thought to herself, "Isn't this a skill? She is the most skilled archer in the Red Eagle Army. She has played the game of tossing and shooting coins countless times."

As long as she wants, the result of her catching someone will always be auspicious.

She put away the copper coins, drew the knife from behind her, and charged forward.

"Come on, sisters! Mo Sheng's head is worth 100,000 taels of gold! Wu Risu's head is worth 100,000 taels of gold! Su Rong's head is worth 100 taels of gold!"

With a chance to make a fortune right in front of you, who wouldn't be tempted?

Inside the Brown Kingdom's camp, Mo Sheng had tied up Su Rong and was urging the others to launch a surprise attack.

The reason it was persuasion was because he had only been with the army for a short time and currently only had a few dozen trusted men.

He appealed to their emotions and reasoned with them: "Our army has spies from the Great Yong Dynasty; they must know that our army is divided..."

Su Rong was furious: "Who are you talking about?"

"If I were them, I would definitely take this opportunity to launch an attack."

Su Rong sneered: "How could our army possibly have spies? General Mo, are you looking down on our generals?"

Mo Sheng had reached his limit and could no longer tolerate it.

He beckoned to his trusted aides: "Tie him up."

"What are you doing..."

"Gag me!"

Mo Sheng had planned this all along; now, apart from Wu Risu and Su Rong, everyone in the camp was his man.

He didn't give Su Rong a chance to ask for help, and turned to look at the glaring Wu Risu: "General Wu, don't let a villain ruin the battle. The Emperor is still waiting for us to win our first victory."

Su Rong was still struggling, but his jaw had been dislocated, his mouth was stuffed full, his lips were split open, and saliva was dripping down his face. He could only utter a few words for a long time, making "uh uh ah ah" sounds.

Urisu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Mo Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, a commotion arose outside.

The sound of thunderclaps was deafening, and the ground trembled as a result.

"coming."

Mo Sheng spoke calmly, but his eyes were bloodshot.

His gaze shifted to Su Rong, who was still struggling.

Su Rong was stunned by the palpable killing intent in his eyes.

He shook his head frantically and started kicking his legs backward.

No! He can't kill him!

He had cultivated his influence in the military camp for so long that half of the soldiers listened to him and benefited from his influence.

He died, the army mutinied, what could Mo Sheng use to fight against Dayong?

Yes, he won't die.

He felt confident, but the next moment, a sharp chill ran down his neck.

He blinked halfway through, his eyelids drooped due to inertia, and he never opened them again.

Mo Sheng gripped the knife, a sliver of blood sliding down the blade and dripping onto the carpet.

Urisu stared wide-eyed: "What are you doing?"

Mo Sheng raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Prepare for a counterattack."

Unexpectedly, Wu Risu didn't cause any trouble. He nodded and began to wait for Mo Sheng's next move.

Mo Sheng snapped out of his daze, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Poor Su Rong believed until his death that Wu Risu cared about him and trusted him.

"Let's go."

Mo Sheng lifted the curtain and left the tent.

The messenger outside was waiting anxiously. Upon seeing the two men, his eyes lit up: "General! The Great Yong has attacked!"

Mo Sheng nodded: "Let's go take a look."

He hadn't expected the Red Eagle Army to be so brave.

They were well aware of the weaknesses in the Brown Kingdom's defenses, and they used heavenly lightning to blast a hole in the weak point.

Then, like a sharp sword, it pierced straight into the encirclement of the Brown Kingdom.

Having grasped the situation, Mo Sheng quickly came up with a solution.

“Da Yong Tian Lei has a lot of grain reserves. In a head-on confrontation, we are no match for him. However, Jian Yang is too concerned about the lives of the Red Eagle Army and is indecisive, which has backfired. Wu Ri Su, arrange for Su Rong’s men to drag the Red Eagle Army down with them at all costs.”

Coincidentally, he was also worried that Su Rong's subordinates would cause trouble.

Before news of Su Rong's death spreads, it's a good time to deal with these unstable factors.

She will definitely withdraw her troops if the cost to Jianyang becomes too high.

Their hearts are not united; their only advantage is their ruthlessness.

As soon as the Brown Kingdom changed its tactics, Jianyang and Zheng Xun on the other side quickly noticed the anomaly.

Upon hearing the reports of deaths, Jianyang clenched his fists: "Yuanjia... everything is just as you predicted."

She truly couldn't bear it.

These are the soldiers she trained; she can call every single one of them by name.

She knew very well how difficult it had been for everyone to get to this point.

During the day, Zheng Xun told her that she could only accurately predict the actions of the Brown Kingdom within the territory of Dayong.

Therefore, they could lure the army of the Brown Kingdom into Dayong.

It's easier said than done; all you have to do is pretend to back down.

But without sacrifice, they had no reason to retreat.

If he were to retreat unexpectedly, Mo Sheng would become wary and would certainly not advance rashly.

The current strategy is the one that Yuan Jia has calculated and believes will minimize the sacrifices.

As a female general who made military achievements, she was not lacking in ruthlessness and a broad perspective.

But it was her sisters, her subordinates, and her compatriots who sacrificed themselves.

Emotionally, she couldn't get over that hurdle in her heart.

Zheng Xun offered no words of comfort, afraid of affecting her beautifully made-up face, and opened his mouth slightly: "I will not let them sacrifice in vain."

Jianyang's face showed worry: "Maybe I should go instead..."

"You're going? The kind where you go and never come back?"

Jianyang wanted to say that she was of high status and it was not advisable for her to take risks, but Zheng Xun impatiently interrupted: "Alright, if I insist on going, you can't stop me. Enough with the nonsense, I don't have much time."

"Fine……"

Yu Rong finished by placing a stroke on Zheng Xun's face: "Your Highness, that's all."

Zheng Xun stood up, and his face bore a striking resemblance to Jianyang's, bearing about seven-tenths of his features.

Yu Rong took a step back, frowning: "This height..."

"The people from the Brown Country are not familiar with Auntie and will not notice anything unusual. I'll be going now."