It was getting late, and the sound of fighting under the city wall continued.
Qing Luo frowned and couldn't help but say, "Are you really not thinking of a solution anymore? If this continues, I won't be able to bear it anymore."
Even though Xiliang's morale has been greatly boosted, that unexpected tactic has defeated Beixuan's most difficult cavalry, but even so, with Xiliang's current troops and horses, it is difficult to resist Beixuan's army.
Moreover, now, not only Xiliang is in ruins, Beixuan is also in ruins.
Once we retreat, we don’t know how long it will take to make up for the losses of soldiers, horses, food and fodder along the way.
Moreover, because of Ning Fengxu's empty city strategy, there were very few supplies that could be collected along the way to Beixuan.
Their food and grass alone cannot last long, so this battle is the same for them, they can only win, not lose.
If you retreat and want to make a comeback, it will not be possible in just a few years.
Qing Hui also frowned. It wasn't that she couldn't think of a way, but that she couldn't continue to interfere.
She used the power of people's faith and created illusions to make people and soldiers believe that the real gods were miraculous, which was already taking advantage of the loophole. If she continues to interfere now, what's the difference between her taking action and hurting innocent people?
If she relies on her current ability to surpass ordinary people and uses this power to deal with ordinary people, what is the difference between it and Qi Mingyue and Taoist Priest Changming back then? They are all doing harm to nature.
So she had no way of knowing what the outcome of today's battle would be.
"I see." Qing Hui whispered softly.
The eldest princess of Xiangyang came to her just now and asked her for a favor. Knowing that she had strange powers, she asked her if there was any way to make her voice spread, so she gave her the red leaf.
"I, Chu Heng, will live and die with Xiliang!"
She guessed that Si Lingzhou was blessed by the four spirits, which might be able to point them to the future direction.
"What?" Qingluo was puzzled.
"Long live the eldest princess!"
"Long live the eldest princess, long live the princess!"
As an outsider, she can't change anything and has no way to break the situation.
She didn't know what to do.
Just now, after Mo Xuanling's army began to counterattack, Xiliang had begun to show weakness. If this weakness continued, the momentum she had built up before would soon dissipate.
But what she never expected was that Princess Xiangyang could resolutely rush into the battlefield at such a moment and live and die with the soldiers.
"Si Lingzhou has chosen its future master, but I didn't expect that it would be the eldest princess of Xiangyang." Qing Hui was really surprised. When His Majesty handed over the government affairs to the eldest princess of Xiangyang, she thought it was just because The eldest princess of Xiangyang has excellent abilities and can stabilize the situation.
But she had no clue how to specify it. No matter how good her previous calculations were, the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. Especially, Mo Xuanling was also a respectable opponent. If he didn't have enough strength, he wouldn't be where he is today.
She did take advantage of the people's piety and attract the power of faith, but she didn't know how to use this power of faith.
At that moment, Qing Hui was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and clearly saw the pure golden power of faith descending from the sky and pouring into the body of Princess Xiangyang. The rich golden light enveloped her, like a God is coming.
An overwhelming number of people shouted, "We will live and die with Xiliang!"
"For our loved ones, and for the tens of thousands of people in Xiliang behind this wall, we cannot give in even one step, not even to the last soldier!"
The current war is about the opposing positions of both sides, not about the heinous crimes they each committed.
What she didn't expect was that from about that time, His Majesty had been betting on today.
Princess Xiangyang tightened her reins, held her spear, and resolutely charged into the enemy army.
She couldn't do that, couldn't do that.
She couldn't interfere in the battle, so just now, she really had no choice at all.
Qing Hua sighed softly.
"The eldest princess is a thousand years old!"
The next moment, a woman wearing silver armor, a red cloak, and holding a spear jumped down from a high tower, landed on a black and red horse, and shouted,
"Soldiers of Xiliang, your relatives are behind this wall. If we cannot defend this wall today, all of us will be buried here."
At this moment, someone came over, leaned into Qingshan's ear, and whispered a few words, and Qingshan handed her a red leaf.
This battle has been going on for so many days, and everyone knows that the person in charge in the capital is now the eldest princess of Xiangyang. She stepped forward regardless of life and death at this time. Her deterrence is no worse than seeing the gods appear.
And from the moment she rushed into the enemy army in such a decisive way, she had already put her own life and death aside, choosing to advance and retreat with her home, her country, and her soldiers.
She chose her people, and her people chose her.
No turning back.
