Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

After hearing what Wen Hong said, Long Xueyan's eyes widened, "Brother Hong, could it be that Yue Huan and Xi Zhu have joined forces to deal with Tian Yu?"

She pondered for a moment, "If that's the case, then the little emperor of Xizhu is too inhumane and two-faced."

"We can only drag it out until things are clear. As long as Yue Huan's soldiers don't move, Tian Yu's soldiers will never move either." Wen Hong sighed in his heart as he looked at the Yue Huan soldiers who were about to set up camp not far away. If King Xuan was in the Western Territory now, he would have no worries about defending the Northern Territory. It's just that the commander of the Western Territory is not decisive enough. Soldiers must not only be brave and resourceful, but also decisive. If they stop for a moment, they will lose miserably.

"Brother Hong, when will the reinforcements sent by His Majesty arrive?"

"At least half a month, at most more than a month." Wen Hong didn't know what the mood of the reinforcements sent by His Majesty was. If they were people who were defending their country, they would march very fast. If they were a child of a noble family leading the troops to support, the outcome of this battle would be hard to determine.

Seeing Wen Hong's frown, Long Xueyan comforted him, "Your Majesty is a wise ruler, Brother Hong, don't worry too much."

"Yes, your majesty is indeed a wise monarch. My father-in-law and mother-in-law live in peace in a paradise, not caring about worldly affairs. The army in Wuyin Mountain is still hidden in the dense forest." Wen Hong looked at Long Xueyan, his brows relaxed slightly.

It was a cold night. Yue Huan's soldiers ignored the military ban and quietly left the barracks, heading south to the Tianyu temporary granary. In less than half an hour, flames shot up into the sky. Yuwen Jing's deputy general shouted, and hundreds of thousands of Yue Huan's troops rushed out in full force.

Inside the tent, Yuwen Jing was looking at the defense map of the Tianyu border. Although he tried his best not to fight, he had to obey Emperor Huan's orders. It was just that why didn't he notify him when the soldiers were leaving the camp so late at night?

"Meiying, what happened?" Yuwen Jing asked the follower beside him in a reproachful manner.

"Your Highness, the deputy general ordered people to burn the food and fodder of Tianyu's soldiers. Looking at the flames rising to the sky in the distance, it is estimated that several people have accomplished the task." Phantom replied carefully.

"How dare you make decisions on your own without my order? Are you really afraid of living too long?" Yuwen Jing kicked the chair next to him angrily.

"Change your clothes! I want to see who is so brave." Yuwen Jing put on his armor and was about to go out when he saw the second prince walk into the tent.

"How did you come."

Seeing Yuwen Jing's surprised look, the second prince glanced at him and said, "Lan Qingyun advised the emperor that the crown prince was indecisive and unworthy of the responsibility, so the emperor sent me to be the military supervisor."

"Lan Qingyun, you want to destroy Yuehuan." Yuwen Jing's blood boiled, thinking of the previous life when he and Lan Qingyun conspired to seize the northern border of Tianyu. Although they succeeded in seizing the territory and the city with the death of Wen Zhiyue in the end, they were defeated by Ye Nanxuan a year later and returned to Yuehuan. Lan Qingyun formed an alliance with various countries, which caused chaos in Xizhu and made the people of Xizhu suffer.

In this new life, he only wanted to maintain the balance of Yue Huan among the countries and let Yue Huan grow stronger slowly, but he didn't expect to be dragged into an irretrievable situation by Lan Qingyun.

Yue Huan could not be saved. His vision became blurry and he gradually lost consciousness.

That night, Wen Hong led an army of more than 100,000 to defend the northern border, using fire to block the attack of Yue Huan's soldiers.

"Brother Hong, you are smart. You moved the food and grass to a new place in advance, and also asked people to provide a lot of mineral oil along the way." Long Xueyan smiled and stretched out her hand in the air. "The north wind is just right today. When the fire is over, we will directly charge into Yuehuan Palace."

"God bless Tianyu, I hope the reinforcements can arrive quickly. If it's too late, how can these hundreds of thousands of troops defeat Yue Huan's hundreds of thousands of troops? Wen Hong looked at the flames in the distance, feeling a little worried.

After leaving Kyoto, Wen Zhiyue headed north and was escorted to the northern border by Luochuan and his secret guards, while Xuemei rode westward to Zhuxi Manor.

After several days, Wen Zhiyue and Luochuan arrived at the northern border and saw the sky full of red flames. They were shocked and she galloped towards the direction of the flames.

"Girl, see the fire spreading to the north. This should be the barrier set up by General Wen to block Yue Huan's attack. General Wen and his wife should be fine." Ye Zhao followed behind Wen Zhiyue and comforted her softly.

"I hope father and mother are safe. In two days, Xuemei and Ling Yi will arrive, and then we can march northward and attack Yuehuan in one fell swoop." Wen Zhiyue's face was gloomy, with determination in her eyes.

Half an hour later, a vanguard came hurriedly to report, "General, a group of soldiers has arrived from the rear, about fifty in number."

Wen Hong turned his gaze towards Long Xueyan. After the two looked at each other, Wen Hong asked, "Can you tell who it is by looking at their clothes?"

"General, the leader is a girl, and the followers behind her are all wearing black robes and holding swords."

"Xue'er, could it be that the girl is here?" Long Xueyan was very excited when she heard this. "I'll go take a look."

After saying this, he followed the vanguard to the rear of the army.

"Slow down." Looking at Long Xueyan running away, Wen Hong's eyes showed not only doting but also some worry. He ordered the young general beside him, "Go and look after the madam, don't get angry."

"Yes." The young general pulled the reins, turned the horse's head and ran backwards.

Not far away, Wen Zhiyue looked at the man riding a horse towards her, pulled the reins tightly, and dismounted.

Long Xueyan looked at her beloved daughter, jumped off the horse, and the two ran towards each other, hugging each other, "Mother, Yue'er finally sees you."

"You silly child, since you are far away from the battlefield, why bother to come back? Now that you are here, your father and I will worry about you again." Long Xueyan looked at her daughter in front of her with heartache. The feeling of losing and regaining something can only be deeply understood by those who have experienced it.

"Now that my daughter is here, she will protect herself and will not worry my father and mother." Wen Zhiyue snuggled in Long Xueyan's arms, unwilling to leave.

"You are so old, but you are still like a child." Although Long Xueyan said these words of disdain, she gently stroked Wen Zhiyue's shoulder with her hand, "You just got married not long ago, and Prince Xuan didn't stop you."

"Who can stop my daughter from doing what she wants to do? Don't worry, mother. I am here to help you and your father out of trouble." Wen Zhiyue left Long Xueyan's arms, stared at her, and whispered in her ear, "Your Majesty asked me to come."

"You are here, but where are the soldiers?" Long Xueyan asked in a low voice, and glanced around again. Apart from the fifty or so secret guards, there were no soldiers.

"The soldiers haven't arrived yet. They will be here in two days at most." Wen Zhiyue answered softly in her ear.

"Oh, what a bummer. I was thinking of rushing to Yuehuan Palace today and killing Yuwen Jing and his father." Long Xueyan sighed.

"Mother, there is no need to sigh. Yue Huan has brought hundreds of thousands of soldiers to the Tianyu border. They will not bring much food and fodder. What will happen if we take advantage of the wind to set fire to their military camp tonight?" There was a hint of calculation in Wen Zhiyue's indifferent eyes.