Rebirth: Marry a General instead of a Prince

Xie Yunsong and Bai Zhiyuan were standing at the back on horseback, as the battle between the two armies in front was in full swing.

For a moment, under the night sky, the atmosphere near the city gate changed suddenly, war horses neighed, swords clashed, and civilians were driven away and ordered to return home and not go out.

Xie Yunsong and Bai Zhiyuan dismounted and walked up to the tower. They looked around and saw the two armies fighting fiercely. Their ears were filled with screams and their eyes were filled with red.

Bai Zhiyuan watched for a moment, forcing herself to suppress the discomfort in her heart, and asked, "General Xie, aren't you going to take action?"

Xie Yunsong replied: "Yu Huangqing sent a vanguard team to test our army first."

Bai Zhiyuan was puzzled and asked, "If you knew it was a test, why did you come to the city gate? Aren't you here to tell him that you are here?"

Xie Yunsong glanced at the battle situation below the tower and said, "I asked you to be patient a few days ago because I was going to deploy a team again and I was afraid that Yu Huangqing would know our tactics in advance. I came here today to tell him that he would show up only when I am here."

Bai Zhiyuan stood on the highest watchtower on the city wall, looking down at the battle outside the city. The soldiers from the northern border were all brave and good at fighting, and they saw that the northern barbarians were losing ground and retreating step by step.

Bai Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with flames, her nose smelled of blood in the wind, and her ears were filled with the deafening sound of fighting. She saw arrows flying like locusts on the top of the city wall, a large number of rolling logs falling, ladders overturned, and wounded soldiers with burning bodies rolling on the ground, screaming, while the dead soldiers under the city wall were motionless, engulfed in the blazing fire with pungent black smoke.

Even though it was not her first time to stand on the battlefield, she was still shocked by the impact and could not utter a word.

She remembered that day was just like this. Countless unknown soldiers like hills were buried there. No one remembered their names. They were like the melting snowflakes under the night sky tonight. Once blown away by the wind, they were nowhere to be found.

Seeing Bai Zhiyuan's pale face and silent expression, Xie Yunsong knew that she was still afraid of the battlefield. He stepped forward and held her hand tightly, giving her endless warmth.

Bai Zhiyuan looked up, her face pale, and she smiled weakly, saying, "So many lives have been lost. Now I finally understand why you must retake the North."

"For the lives of tens of millions of soldiers, for the safe lives of people living in the border areas, and to end the flames of war, there will be no war in the world."

Xie Yunsong was startled at first, then he hugged her tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ayuan, if possible, I don't want you to see such a cruel scene."

"No!" Bai Zhiyuan hugged him back and said, "If I hadn't seen it, I would never have known that a stable and peaceful life was achieved by so many people sacrificing their lives. If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't have known that the man I like is the most outstanding hero in the Dali period."

Xie Yunsong was stunned and hugged her even tighter.

Now is not the time for affectionate words, Bai Zhiyuan broke free from his arms, looked down, and it seemed that reinforcements were coming from afar.

The two looked at each other and found that it was indeed the Northern Di Prince Yu Huangqing who came.

Xie Yunsong said: "Follow me closely and protect yourself."

After saying this, he turned around and strode down the city wall.

Bai Zhiyuan hurriedly followed him.

Xie Yunsong jumped on his horse and went into battle. The armor on his body flickered with a cold light under the illumination of the torches on both sides of the city wall.

Bai Zhiyuan sat on the horse and stood beside him. She knew that another fight was about to begin.

Yu Huangqing rode his horse right in front of Xie Yunsong, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes. He glanced at Bai Zhiyuan beside Xie Yunsong. He remembered this woman. He had fought with her last time.

He glanced at Bai Zhiyuan with interest and sneered, "General Yunhui of Dali is so lucky. He can bring such a beautiful woman with him when he marches to war. He is really lucky. Hahahaha——"

Anger rose in Xie Yunsong's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. Bai Zhiyuan seemed to have not heard it.

Yu Huangqing laughed and said, "May I know the name of this lady? Are you interested in marrying to our Beidi?"

Bai Zhiyuan stared at him, with undisguised contempt in his eyes, "If I want to marry, I want to marry the most heroic man in my Dali, not an ordinary man from your tiny country."

A trace of anger flashed in Yu Huangqing's eyes. He raised his hand and made a gesture. A warrior with a cold look behind him drew his sword and rushed towards Bai Zhiyuan.

Just as Xie Yunsong was about to take action, Bai Zhiyuan shook his head at him.

Bai Zhiyuan watched the opponent draw his sword and drive his horse towards him. He kept controlling the horse with one hand and did not move until the opponent approached and raised the sword towards him. Suddenly, he kicked his feet, flew into the air, pounced on the opponent, twisted his arms, and threw the opponent off the horse's back, and then landed steadily on the horse's back.

Behind him came the cheers of the Northern soldiers.

The man fell off his horse, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, he rolled over and got up, swinging his knife at Bai Zhiyuan again. This time his attack was fast and accurate, while Yu Huangqing on the side also drew out his scimitar and stabbed straight at Xie Yunsong.

The war is about to start.

Bai Zhiyuan dodged by leaning to the side. She quickly drew out the Baihong Sword, and before the man's knife momentum was over, she grabbed the man's knife-wielding arm with one hand, and stabbed the man's lower abdomen with the sword in the other hand.

The man screamed in pain but was also brave. He stood up and was about to fight back, but Bai Zhiyuan did not give him any chance. He swung his sword into his chest again. Blood gushed out like a fountain. The man could no longer hold on and fell to the ground, dead.