Chapter 312 Sauvignon Blanc 69
Xuan ordered Yujiang to be the vanguard. He was born in the Xihe tribe, had pure spiritual power, was good at controlling water, was proficient in water battles, and was familiar with the terrain of Haoling. He was the most suitable candidate.

With such an identity and naturally favorable conditions, everything should have gone smoothly for him, but unexpectedly, Yujiang suffered setbacks again and again and failed to successfully win a battle.

It was as if there was someone who was very familiar with his way of fighting and responded appropriately.

All his doubts were answered when Yujiang met the troops led by Hao Ling.

When he saw the troops led by Hao Ling, Yujiang's face suddenly froze.

He slowly uttered a name: "Qing Lian."

The woman opposite was dressed in silver armor and looked heroic. She looked at Yujiang with a cold face and said coldly: "Qinglian of the Haoling Xihe tribe, please learn from General Yujiang's great tactics."

The color drained from Yujiang's face. Even though he knew that one day he would have to confront the people of the Xihe tribe, he still felt like retreating when he saw Qinglian.

At the city gate not far from the battlefield, several figures stood on the city wall.

Several people were wearing armor and carefully observing the situation on the battlefield.

Rushou looked at the battle situation not far away with a smile, and said with a smile: "Although Yujiang has the blood of Xiyan in his body, he grew up in the Xihe tribe since he was a child, and Qinglian grew up with Yujiang and knows Yujiang very well. Yujiang cannot win this battle."

His tone was extremely firm and full of confidence.

Ling Xi shrugged and looked very relaxed, not at all like he was on a battlefield.

"I'm not worried about the war situation. Although our Haoling army is small in number, it is elite. However, the battle with Xiyan will take at least several years."

Hearing this, Rushou couldn't help but complain: "Your Highness, just be content. Under normal circumstances, the battle between Hao Ling and Xi Yan would last at least several decades. The few years you mentioned are already an incredible number of days for Xiang Liu."

Although Rushou complained, he did not deny Ling Xi's words, and the smile in his eyes was genuine and proud.

In this battle, Hao Ling will definitely win.

"By the way, Rushou, this time you're up against Chishui Fenglong, so fight him well. If you can't beat him, I'll have to think carefully about your marriage with Anian."

Ling Xi smiled as she watched Rushou's expression change instantly when he heard her words, and she found it amusing.

Her cousin was usually very smart, sharp-tongued and capable. If she wanted to see him change his attitude, she had to use Anian to provoke him.

But the fact is, as soon as Rushou heard Ling Xi's words, his smiling face immediately stopped smiling. His speed was so fast that he could be called a master of changing faces.

Ling Xi's words really hit the sore spot for Rushou. Over the years, he had always wanted to marry Anian, but Anian had never been willing to get married so early.

This time, Anian told Ruoshou that she agreed to marry him after the war was won.

Ruoshou was happy about this for a long time, but now Ling Xi's words were like a stranglehold on Ruoshou's lifeline.

"So, your wedding date depends on how fast you beat Xiyan."

Ling Xi patted Rushou's shoulder and walked down the city wall in a light-hearted manner.

Ruoshou was angry: Why is it so difficult for him to get married?

In the next few battles, the stimulated Rushou was like someone who had eaten dynamite. He charged forward and swept through the enemy lines.

Within a month, Rushou forced Chishui Fenglong to retreat again and again, and Haoling even captured three cities in Xiyan in succession.

Ling Xi was very satisfied with this progress, and the morale of Hao Ling's soldiers was greatly boosted.

But in Xiyan, it was the opposite.

Three cities were captured in a row. Not to mention what happened to Xuan, Chishui Fenglong was almost driven into autism by the beating he received from Rushou.

Feng Long was born into a noble family and became famous at a young age. Apart from the defeat he suffered at the hands of Ling Xi, he had never lost to anyone else in his life.

But this time, when facing Rushu, he kept losing, and all his self-confidence was destroyed.

In the Haoling military tent, Ling Xi and his companions sat together, discussing the next plan.

"Ruishou, you have fought well in the past few battles. I heard that Chishui Fenglong hates you so much that he even fights against you in his dreams."

Anian touched Rushou's arm and said with a smile.

Ruoshou looked at Anian seriously, his eyes tender and affectionate: "Of course, Chishui Fenglong, how can he beat me? I was trained under the young master."

In terms of strength, Rushou was so happy that he almost went crazy because Anian praised him.

Anian's face turned red when Rushou looked at her, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

There seemed to be pink bubbles between the two of them, it was very sweet.

Ling Xi and Yiying looked up at the military tent at the same time, feeling disgusted at Rushou's arrogant behavior.

Finally, it was Ling Xi who couldn't stand the atmosphere between them anymore and spoke first: "Rushou, we can stop the small fights from now on. In the next one, Yujiang doesn't have to live. If possible, it would be best if Chishuixian could be left behind."

Even though they captured several cities in these battles, they never killed the generals of Xiyan.

But after that, things were different.

Chishui Fenglong cannot be captured for the time being, but it is still possible to kill Yujiang and Chishui Xian.

Getting rid of the two generals of Xuan would be enough to injure him severely.

Ruoshou clasped his fists and said, "Yes, young master."

Ling Xi looked at Fang Feng Yiying who was wearing silver armor beside him and said, "Yiying, you take the Archery Battalion to assist from the side. Remember, it's just assistance, you don't have to fight with others."

The Archery Battalion is composed of soldiers selected by Ling Xi and Yiying from the four divisions of Hao Ling and the Hao Ling Army. There are currently only more than 5,000 people in total, but each of them is a rare sharpshooter who can never miss a target.

For an attack method like archery, talent is very important. It is better to have no one than to have someone of poor quality. Otherwise, only more than 5,000 people would be selected from the entire Haoling Army.

Moreover, the cost of training these 5,000 people is very high, so the Sharpshooter Battalion cannot afford heavy casualties.

Yiying nodded, "Yes, Your Highness."

Yiying doesn't look weak at all when she puts on the armor. Even the slight charm she usually has turned into a sharp edge, scorching and intimidating.

She has become an excellent general.

Ling Xi stood up and said encouragingly, "Come on, everyone, let's take down Xiyan as soon as possible."

Rushou, Anian and Yiying looked determined: "Take down Xiyan as soon as possible."

Xiyan military camp.

Similarly, Xuan and Fenglong were also discussing the next battle plan.

The loss of three cities had a significant impact on Xiyan's morale.

Fenglong's spirit was brought back by Xuan. Although he was still gritting his teeth at Rushou, he could afford to lose.

"Your Majesty, what should we do next?"

Xuan stared at the map and pondered for a while before he had to admit that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to him.

After thinking for a while with a frown, Xuan said calmly: "Send someone to contact the leaders of Chang Xi and the White Tiger tribe. If we can't break through from the outside, then we can try from the inside. If there is a conflict within Hao Ling, it will be much more convenient for us to act at that time."

Feng Long knew that Hao Ling had four tribes: Qinglong, Xihe, Changxi and Baihu. Among them, Qinglong and Xihe were highly valued by King Hao Ling. In contrast, Changxi and Baihu were dissatisfied with King Hao Ling.

If we start with these two tribes, it may indeed cause problems within Hao Ling.

"Yes." Feng Long responded.