The Empress's No.1 Lackey-Chapter 1206 - 646: The "Wolf" Among the Sheep (5k)_2

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Chapter 1206: Chapter 646: The "Wolf" Among the Sheep (5k)_2

Secondly, he still felt uneasy about Tuoba Weizhi. If he engaged in visualization and lost control of his body, relying solely on Yu Xiu and Jin Jian as protectors might not be enough to withstand Tuoba Weizhi.

"Forget it, there’s no need to rush. I’ll wait to meet up with Zhao Shixiong, then consider going back to tell Zhenbao about the progress here."

The four of them set the plan without hesitation, first taking a simple rest nearby and having some food.

Afterwards, Zhao Douan took out several sets of clothes from the scroll, and they each changed attire. Once the four had altered their appearances, they headed to the core of the Southwest Border Army.

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Yunfu Road, Border City.

As a military town garrisoned by the Southwest Border Army, Border City expanded over hundreds of years and effectively became a city resembling the scale of a county.

However, at this moment, the entire Border City was engulfed in a heavy atmosphere, with armored soldiers coming and going, presenting a wartime state.

Inside the Capital Commandery Commander’s Office within the city.

Zhao Shixiong sat calmly at the head, listening to his subordinates’ reports one by one. Finally, he slammed his large hand on the desk with a "bang" and cast a sharp glance at the generals:

"I don’t want to know the movements of the Liao soldiers; I ask for only one thing: the frontier defense line must not be breached!"

A group of trusted generals rose, responding:

"We shall never let the Evil Liao take one step into Great Yu!"

Zhao Shixiong waved his hand: "Go!"

The many generals stood up and briskly left the government office.

Once they were gone, a woman with a full-bodied, tall figure and steady, powerful steps walked in from outside carrying a food box.

Gongsun looked worriedly at Zhao Shixiong, who had his eyes closed resting, and walked slowly to his side, put down the food box, uncovered it, and took out the dishes one by one, speaking softly:

"You’ve missed the meal hours again; even if you are a martial arts expert, using troops like this without eating will only lead to collapse."

Zhao Shixiong opened his eyes, caught hold of one of Gongsun’s soft hands, and said bitterly:

"Yunfu was first messed up by Xu Jingtang, and I just came back to subdue Yunfu, suppress the Southwest bandits, and here comes the Liao people’s northward push unseen for a hundred years. Bearing heavy duties, how can I lay back? How can I eat?"

Gongsun was silent.

The couple, obeying Zhao Douan’s orders, initially invaded Yunfu and took months to dismantle Xu Jingtang’s remaining forces.

They spent considerable effort to pacify the citizens.

Originally planning to withdraw north to support Xiping, but encountered further troubles unexpectedly.

"Accompany me for a walk." Zhao Shixiong said as he rose.

The couple walked out of the Commander’s Office, then out onto the main street, until they reached the city wall at the South City Gate.

"General!"

All the soldiers they passed along the way proudly lifted their chests, evidently showing the esteem this not-so-tall Border army general held.

The flags flapped fiercely atop the city wall.

Zhao Shixiong leaned slightly forward, hands resting on the female wall, squinting his eyes toward the far distant Southwest Territory, as if silently confronting an ocean of land.

"Reports from below say the Liao Clan soldiers are continually closing in on us." Zhao Shixiong spoke softly.

Gongsun raised her heroic eyebrows:

"Is it the main force?"

"No divided troops; the Liao Clan’s army, aside from the Scouts, is practically united, heading directly here like a giant Siege Hammer, paving the way through mountains, bridging over waters, seemingly intent on crashing through this hard bone of ours." Zhao Shixiong sighed.

Gongsun knitted her brows:

"This is not normal tactics; is it because they don’t understand warfare? Or is it that the Liao Clan’s population is scarce, so instead of dividing troops and being picked off by us individually, they gather together?"

Zhao Shixiong sneered:

"Maybe both, but I rather feel they’re confident.

The Liao Clan indeed has few people, and if truly fighting, as long as time is prolonged, with Yu Country’s depth, we can absolutely gradually exhaust and break them down.

However, these guys have strong personal combat power, if they care for nothing like fierce tigers or wild bulls crashing in, it indeed poses the greatest threat to us.

Still, I’m more curious why they suddenly emerged? I always feel something is behind this.

Gongsun expressed concern:

"Then why not fight and retreat, abandon this place.

Well, like Zhao Douan always says, exchange space for time, His Majesty’s demand isn’t necessarily to repel these foreign enemies, but to hold them off; the true battlefield is still in Xiping."

Zhao Shixiong, however, laughed loudly, his slightly bowed back suddenly straightened, a heroic spirit almost soaring:

"Retreat? No, I won’t take a step back!"

This "Skinny Tiger" of the Southwest had resolute light flashing in his eyes:

"With Zhao Douan at the Eastern Front chopping Xu Wen, suppressing the Eight Princes’ Rebellion, how could I, a Zhao family member, lose to him?

If I retreated, who knows what mockery awaits me in the future? Gongsun, let’s stand right here and wait for those bandits, shall we?"

Gongsun was stunned, sensing a mutual understanding, realizing her husband’s words weren’t out of stubbornness, but as a "surrendered general," he couldn’t retreat.

He needed to use this battle of repelling enemies to wash away the humiliation of once joining Xu Jingtang.

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On the plains.

The Liao Clan’s great army halted their march, laying pots and making meals.

One by one, the Liao warriors stabbed huge ravishing war flags into the ground.

Suddenly, patrolling Scouts looked in surprise behind them, only to see a giant monstrous bird breaking through the clouds, descending like an arrow here. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Almost instinctively, many warriors raised their bows and arrows.

"Stop! Are you blind? That’s the White Flute by the Clan Leader’s side!" a Liao Clan officer reprimanded.

The gigantic bird flapped down in the temporary camp, and Scout White Flute leapt down, her eyes weary, tone urgent: