Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress novel Chapter 419

Chapter 419: Chapter 416: Fierce General_1

He beheaded the great general of Shu Kingdom, Pang Pingguo, and destroyed Xiliang’s elite force of a hundred thousand. These feats could not be attributed merely to luck.

As a commander, able to lead troops to victory without ever losing, that person becomes the spirit of an army.

More importantly, Bai Qingyan was a member of the Bai family! The Bai family had been a lineage of generals, ever since their ancestor followed the king to establish the Jin Kingdom. They were the backbone, the pillar of the Jin Kingdom.

Bai Qingyan was personally taught by the King of Zhen, Bai Weiting, and was the eldest granddaughter, the Young General of the Bai family army!

The soldiers of Daliang, surrounded under the city, looked at each other in confusion while watching the Jin soldiers shouting on the city walls.

"What’s gotten into the Jin Kingdom soldiers today?"

"And it’s not just one of them!"

"Could it be some new tactic? Can shouting help win battles now?"

The Liang soldiers talked and laughed carelessly.

General Zhao Tong of Daliang, riding a black horse, stood at the front, pointing his silver spear at Lin Kangle on the city wall. "I say, after Zhang Duanrui died in battle, does Jin Kingdom have no one left to fight? Just cowering inside the city, living like cowards! Not even as good as that Bai family girl, the Lord of Gaoyi!"

"Speaking of that Lord of Gaoyi, she should soon be captured alive by our Liang army. How about I undress her piece by piece here at Longyang City, so our people of Daliang can have a good look and see how the women of Jin Kingdom differ from ours!"

Zhao Tong turned his head and shouted. "Oh, right, didn’t we capture that girl’s military flag? Come on, bring out that black flag with the white python!"

As Bai Qingyan approached in her battle attire, Lin Kangle quickly bowed. "Commandery Princess!"

"General Bai!" Wang Xiping’s throat tightened. Having braved life and death together in the southern border, Wang Xiping naturally trusted and revered Bai Qingyan, feeling that victory was assured as long as she was there!

Moreover, Wang Xiping did not expect the Princess of Zhen to have left the reinforcements and arrived at Longyang City so soon. Considering the days, it was clear that Bai Qingyan had traveled day and night without rest, which moved Wang Xiping deeply.

"General Bai!" Du Sanbao’s eyes reddened, and he knelt on one knee. "General Zhang Duanrui died in battle. Young General Bai went out to rescue but lost contact! General Bai... you must save Young General Bai!"

Bai Qingyan stood on the city wall, looking at Zhao Tong below, who was cursing impatiently on his black horse. From his words, it seemed he knew the whereabouts of Xiao Si.

She remained calm, slowly untying the iron sandbag wrapped around her arm.

Lu Ping approached and whispered in Bai Qingyan’s ear. "That’s General Zhao Yi’s grandson, Zhao Tong, who died at the hands of the King of Zhen. About three days ago, General Fan of the Daliang army was injured laying siege, so they’ve sent Zhao Tong today! I guess Xun Tianzhang’s patience has run out, so he’s sent such a fierce general to attack the city."

Two Liang soldiers emerged from behind the shield formation, holding the black flag with the white python, and spread it out on the ground beside Zhao Tong. They laughed and undid their trousers, intending to urinate on the flag to provoke the Jin army into fighting.

"My lady!" Lu Ping’s eyes widened.

The black flag with the white python symbolized the Bai family army, the Bai family itself. How could it be subjected to such insult?!

Bai Qingyan said nothing, her eyes sharp and fierce. She drew two arrows and placed them on her Sun-shooting Bow, pulling it to its maximum draw, the bow creaking under the strain.

Steady, release!

The arrows whistled through the air, piercing the throats of the two Liang soldiers whose trousers were not yet undone. The bloodied white-feathered arrows lodged into the shields at the front of the Liang army, the arrowheads embedding almost half an inch deep, numbing the arms of the heavy-armored shield bearers.

Blood spurted from the necks of the soldiers, scattering into a mist.