Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

Lu Boshan looked at the stagnant royal army in front of him, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was very proud and swung the spear in his hand up, stirring up a lot of mud and water.

Sure enough, using the young master of the Xia family as a shield did have some effect. His Majesty actually took into consideration the brother of his sweetheart at this moment and did not dare to take any action against him.

He squeezed his horse's belly slightly, reined in the horse and was about to call on the soldiers behind him to charge forward, but before he could give any instructions, he heard the anxious voice of his adjutant beside him, and he looked towards him hurriedly.

"Oh no, Lord Marquis..."

"The formation ahead has changed... reinforcements are coming to the east and west, and there is no intention of retreating!"

Originally, there was a weak point on the east side. If they gathered all their forces to attack, they would definitely be able to break through this fishing net that would cut off their descendants. But now, the loopholes in the fishing net have gradually been filled.

"Your Majesty... what do you mean? Do you want to... trap us to death here?"

"No room for maneuver?!"

"Then I will definitely not let her have her wish!"

Lu Boshan rode his horse forward without paying any attention to the adjutant beside him. He raised the red tasseled spear in his hand high and roared with great momentum.

"Commanders! Follow my orders!"

"Everyone! Charge to the east!"

The adjutant originally wanted to give some advice, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips. Now that the predicament was like this, the only way to resolve it was to fight to the death.

Zhao Changlin held her longbow in her hand, bent the bow and drew the arrow, aiming at the young master of the Xia family who was held by the personal soldiers of Marquis Zhongyong. A lot of rain had already fallen on her eyelashes, but this did not affect her judgment in the wind and rain.

In the past, when hunting in the mountains, the weather was sometimes much worse than this, but Zhao Changlin had endured it. But today, there was a naked person in front of her.

With his handsome jaw tensed, Zhao Changlin shot an arrow with quick fingers. The arrow cut through the rain curtain, and before the person on the opposite side could react, the weak scholar was hit by the arrow in the chest.

Scarlet blood stained his robe, and heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body. Xia Zhisong widened his eyes, almost unable to believe it.

However, before they could help up the young master of the Xia family who was about to fall to the ground, another arrow flew from a distance and hit the adjutant right in the middle of his eyebrows. His eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and the silver arrow pierced his head.

Kill with one arrow.

“Kill ahhhhhhhhhh!”

"Fight to the death and never retreat!"

"Wealth and glory will come to you today!"

Lu Boshan took the lead with his team of soldiers and rushed forward. His horse's hooves passed over and ruthlessly trampled on Xia Zhisong's body.

Xia Zhisong, who was still alive, was trampled hard by the horse. His back was deformed and countless bones protruded from his back, piercing his clothes and causing him to dig his hands into the ground in pain.

He raised his eyes that were at the gates of hell and stared at Lu Boshan's ponytail. Countless black blood spurted out from his nose and mouth, creating bloody foam.

"I won't... I won't let you go... Lu Boshan... Even if I become a ghost... I won't let you go..."

"I will not let any of you go... in the underworld..."

Xia Zhisong's last words were spoken in a disjointed manner, and before he could finish them, ruthless horseshoes stepped on him from behind, trampling him into a ball of deflated flesh.

Zhao Changlin watched this scene without any movement. She was used to separation of life and death. Just like when her father died in front of her, she did not shed a single tear.

What's more, now, this insignificant person can't cause any waves in her eyes.

"Form a formation. Today, we must not let them break through."

Zhao Changlin was terrifyingly calm. Even though Lu Boshan came riding a horse and killed countless charging soldiers with one spear, the red tasseled spear had already been covered in blood and was a shocking sight.

The sound of a blunt knife cutting flesh was drowned out by the rain. Zhao Changlin only felt that the rain from the sky began to turn scarlet. However, for her, this was just a start, just a beginning.

Wipe out all the rebels, kill all the bandits, rebuild the city, and establish a port.

This is what she has to do, and the first step is not to be soft-hearted.

"Yes, I will obey your majesty's orders!"

Several young generals around him were waving flags and commanding their troops to attack Lu Boshan's army.

King Cheng did not have many men, and after a long journey, they were already exhausted. They were still slightly inferior to the loyal and brave soldiers of the Marquis who had been fighting against the barbarians in the border areas for many years.

Zhao Changlin had his own army follow behind just in case. If Lu Boshan really succeeded in breaking through the encirclement set up by King Cheng's army, he would have to go all out.

Having planned this far, she would naturally not take it lightly. What Zhao Changlin wanted was for it to be flawless and not allow any mistakes.

……

The dark formation under the city wall changed again. After the system's thoughtful magnification, Xia Zhiyuan could clearly see that His Highness's army was divided into three groups and moved closer to King Cheng's army, like a stream, pouring in bit by bit.

Gradually, a huge momentum was formed.

"Encirclement... Now, with overwhelming numbers and tactics, this is indeed the best option."

Xia Zhiyuan spoke lightly. She didn't have time to take a closer look at the scene of Xia Zhisong's tragic death just now. It was similar to the original book, except that the timeline was probably moved a lot further back.

This is his fate.

If I hadn't saved His Highness, His Highness probably wouldn't be standing in front of me today.

Xia Zhiyuan never regretted the decision she made. She still held the umbrella, leaning on the city wall, watching His Highness making plans.

His eyes narrowed with a smile, showing no sense of crisis at all.

Her smile made Zhao Yihan on the other side very puzzled. Today she realized that she didn't understand this woman at all. The image of Xia Zhiyuan in her mind, that was weak and unable to take care of herself, had completely changed.

Her brother died tragically in front of the enemy lines. Who in this world could be as calm as her? Zhao Yihan had never seen anyone like her.

“Aren’t you sad…?”

Before she knew it, Zhao Yihan had spoken out what was in her heart. She covered her mouth belatedly, curiosity flashing in her eyes.

Hearing her question, Xia Zhiyuan shifted his gaze from the prince to the little princess.

Shaking her head, she smiled.

"Didn't I just say that if this is your Majesty's will, then I believe your Majesty will not make a wrong decision. Everything that has happened now is your own fault."

"Don't blame others."

"Perhaps... he has other hidden reasons and difficulties to share, but this is not an excuse for what he did."

Such a gentle and refined person, but what he said was extremely rational. Zhao Yihan was stunned for a moment. She now finally understood why Sister Changlin was so obsessed with the man in front of her.

It is a blessing for a chess player to meet a worthy opponent, a soulmate, or a wise friend.