Chapter 300: Triumphant Return

Coward!

Scoundrel!

These few hundred remaining soldiers of the Northern Border Army had fire in their eyes and were filled with righteous indignation.

Zheng Yuxing, a famous general who had galloped across the Beijing for over thirty years, had died just like this at the hands of the Third Prince Xie Ling, whom he had always loyally supported... This matter sounded so absurd, yet it had truly happened right before their eyes.

"General Xie, General Xie, spare my life, spare my life! Attacking Cheshi was not my intention; it was all that old fellow Zheng Yuxing who insisted on having his own way, it was his stubbornness!"

Xie Ling had a strong desire to survive, kowtowing with a *thud, thud, thud* and a fawning expression.

"Third Prince, you are a prince of the current dynasty; what kind of decorum is it to kneel and bow to an enemy general like this?"

"General Zheng was loyal to you, yet you killed him to save your own life!"

"Pah!"

Hearing these words, Xie Chan frowned slightly and looked at Xie Ling: "You are a prince?"

Xie Ling felt a sense of dread and tears streamed down again: "General Xie, I... yes, we are all of the Xie Family! General Xie, for the sake of sharing the same surname, you must spare me. I will never come to the Western Regions again, never again!"

Xie Chan, however, took a deep breath.

A prince?

The Third Prince?

Although she was not very familiar with the situation of the Longyan Dynasty, she knew... her own father, Xie Xuan, had been the Second Prince of the Longyan Dynasty.

In other words...

This fellow in front of her, crying with unstoppable tears and snot, was her own legitimate cousin...

Xie Chan felt a mix of laughter and tears inside.

Although the Dayuan Kingdom and the Longyan Dynasty were at daggers drawn, blood was thicker than water after all, and Xie Chan was not yet accustomed to the ruthlessness and mutual infighting among members of the royal family.

"General Xie, General Xie, I beg you, spare my dog life..."

The Third Prince was still kowtowing.

Xie Chan took a deep breath, pulled on the reins, and shouted: "Get back to your Longyan, and never set foot in the Western Regions again!"

"And..."

She took a long look at the corpse of Zheng Yuxing, who had resisted her charges time and again on the hill, and said: "I hope you give General Zheng a proper burial!"

After saying this, she turned and left with her remaining ten thousand elite soldiers.

In this battle, the Western Regions Construction Corps had also suffered heavy losses, with ten thousand people separated by life and death. But they had killed the great general Zheng Yuxing; such a military achievement would surely make Xie Chan famous throughout the world. Not only that, with Zheng Yuxing dead, there would be no need to worry about the threat to the east of Cheshi anymore.

"Thank you, General! Thank you, General!"

The Third Prince felt as if he had been granted amnesty. Once the people of the Western Regions Construction Corps left, he stood up with a cold face and glared at the remaining hundreds of soldiers: "What did you just call me?"

"Hmm? What did you say about me?"

The hundreds of men glared back with fury.

Someone almost drew their sword, but was stopped by a companion.

If they had been a bit more hot-headed in the previous situation, they might have done something irrational, because it had been a near-certain death trap. But now... they had kept their lives, and seeking trouble with this Third Prince was not worth it—exterminating the nine clans was no joke.

They did not want to die on the battlefield only to have their families implicated.

"Proper burial?"

The Third Prince's face twisted hideously, and in a fit of rage, he kicked Zheng Yuxing's corpse hard, roaring: "Proper burial? He almost got me killed, and you want a proper burial?"

"No one is allowed to touch him; let his corpse be devoured by ten thousand insects!"

"Your Highness..."

"This..."

"Did you not hear me? No one is allowed to touch him, move!"

The Qiuci Army.

It had scattered just like that.

The commander, Governor Wu Kaiti, was assassinated by an assassin that very night and died in the wilderness.

The thirty thousand Qiuci Army soldiers, left without a leader and with morale in chaos, immediately broke camp and returned to Qiuci.

When Ling Chen received this news, he could not help but burst into tears: "Heaven has not forsaken my Construction Corps!"

The others were also overjoyed.

In this way, the crises on both sides were resolved simultaneously.

The Western Regions Construction Corps could finally catch its breath.

Who would have thought that at this very moment.

Someone came to report: "My Lord, My Lord... people from the Dayuan Kingdom have arrived outside Yanqi City!"

Everyone was shocked at once.

"What?"

Ling Chen's expression also changed drastically. Could it be that they were not going to stop? Did the Dayuan Kingdom also want to take advantage of this opportunity to reclaim lost territory? The group was as nervous as birds startled by the mere twang of a bow; after all, the current Construction Corps really could not withstand such turmoil.

The man said: "That is not the case. The Messenger of the Dayuan Kingdom, Cheng Cheng, is here to sue for peace and seek a peace treaty! Not only that, he has brought a thousand Sweat-Blood Horses and various provisions and supplies!"

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and was simultaneously overjoyed.

Ling Chen was also extremely happy: "Good, inform the Yanqi side to treat Messenger Cheng with warm hospitality. We will discuss this matter when General Xie returns!"

However...

No one expected it.

Xie Chan, who had intended to go out for a stroll and return, brought back a piece of heart-stirring news.

The enemy general, Zheng Yuxing, had been killed by her.

The Northern Border Army, a remnant force of thirteen thousand, was slaughtered by her until not a single suit of armor remained, leaving only a few hundred survivors to flee in a panic.

Upon hearing this news, the people of the entire city finally had the chance to weep aloud.

This was a cry of joy, a cry of inspiration.

These were tears of extreme happiness, tears of victory! It was not easy, far too not easy!

Ten thousand elite cavalry entered the city almost to the welcome of the entire populace.

Xie Chan, Great General Xie.

In an instant, she became the female War God in the hearts of the people!

This ploy of luring the snake out of its hole had also yielded extra rewards; who would not be pleasantly surprised?

That Zheng Yuxing was a devil who had killed one hundred thousand of their compatriots!

Ling Chen, leading a group of officials, also felt deep admiration and came out one after another to greet the triumphant Xie Chan with grand ceremony.

When Liu Zheng left, he had specifically instructed them that the identity of this person, Xie Chan, was a mystery, and that he, Feng Zhen, Xiong Ao, and the others should be on guard against her... Unexpectedly, not only was this Xie Chan energetic in her work, but she was also equally masterful in planning and strategy when it came to war.

What else was there to doubt?

Next.

This scarred and devastated Cheshi city finally had the time to go and collect those corpses outside the city walls...

One hundred thousand people...

In this great battle, the Western Regions Construction Corps suffered a full one hundred thousand deaths! In the history of warfare of any dynasty, this was a shocking figure.

One must know that the Western Regions Construction Corps had only a little over three hundred thousand people in total, and even adding the Longyan and Western Regions people who had come to join them later due to the good policies here, it was barely four hundred thousand.

To lose one hundred thousand in one go was enough to shake the very foundations.

Looking at the people outside the city who had been burned into black charcoal, Xie Chan could not help but nearly shed tears herself.

"General Xie, there is one more piece of good news that needs to be told to you!"

Ling Chen laughed heartily.

Xie Chan was stunned: "What matter makes you so happy, my lord?"

Ling Chen said proudly: "Regarding the Dayuan Kingdom, Cheng Cheng has come to pay tribute and sue for peace. This official believes that since you are a person of the Western Regions, it would be most appropriate for you to go to Yanqi to negotiate this matter."

"Bang!"

Xie Chan nearly tumbled headfirst off her horse.

What on earth?

Negotiate with the Dayuan Kingdom?

And with Uncle Cheng?

Her face darkened, and she pulled the reins tightly to steady her delicate frame.

But she still could not help but cough dryly a few times.

Lord Ling...

How did you come to think that I am the most suitable person for this matter?