Ning Chen looked at the huge army, thought for a while, and uttered two words: "Go!" Qi Yuanzhong and others were a little anxious. The Empress of Wu State was known for her bloodthirstiness and warlikeness. She often led the army in person. Although she was a woman, no one dared to underestimate her. At this time, she invited Ning Chen to the appointment. Who knows what bad things she was planning? Ning Chen smiled indifferently, "If I avoid seeing someone who has invited me so warmly, wouldn't it weaken the national prestige of my Great Xuan?" "If I can buy some time for the soldiers to recover their physical strength, it's worth the trip!" "The key is not to let the soldiers of Great Xuan think that their commander is a cowardly bandit." Although Qi Yuanzhong and others were worried, they couldn't refute Ning Chen's words. Besides, Ning Chen is the commander, and his words are military orders. Ning Chen ordered: "Old Pan, Yuan Long, take 200 musketeers and follow me!"
"I obey your orders!" Yuan Long said nothing and turned to count the soldiers. Military orders are as important as mountains, and Ning Chen's words are military orders. Ning Chen looked at Qi Yuanzhong, "Brother Qi, I'll leave this to you... If I don't come back in three hours, the army will move forward five miles." Qi Yuanzhong nodded: "Yes!" He warned worriedly: "Be careful!" Ning Chen smiled and nodded gently. He asked someone to bring some water, washed his face simply, and changed into clean armor. Ning Chen took Pan Yucheng, Yuan Long, and 200 musketeers to keep the appointment. Diao Chan took the lead, and more than 200 war horses galloped wildly, and soon disappeared from the sight of the Daxuan soldiers. ...... Two quarters of an hour later, Ning Chen and others slowed down their horses. A tent was set up in the field in front. Soldiers were guarding one side of the tent. Ning Chen led his men to approach. Both sides stared at each other with vigilant eyes. The curtain of the tent was opened, and Shi Shan bent over and came out. Shi Shan was too tall, more than two meters, with muscular body, like a moving iron tower, full of oppression. He looked at the young man on the horse with admiration in his eyes... I didn't expect him to dare to come? "General Ning is very courageous, I admire him!"
Ning Chen just smiled indifferently and turned over to get off the horse. Shi Shan leaned over: "General Ning, please come in, Her Majesty the Queen is waiting for you." Ning Chen turned around and looked at Pan Yucheng and Yuan Long, "You wait for me here." After speaking, he strode towards the tent. But he was stopped by Shi Shan. "General Ning, I'm sorry! We have to search you." Ning Chen frowned and was about to speak when he heard a clear and sonorous voice in the tent: "Shi Shan, you must not be rude to General Ning!" "Yes!" Shi Shan bowed to the tent and saluted, then looked at Ning Chen, "General Ning, please!" With one hand on the hilt of the knife and one hand behind his back, this action allowed him to pull down the crossbow from his waist in an instant. Ning Chen strode into the tent. It was very cold in the tent, not much warmer than outside? Ning Chen glanced around and took in the situation in the tent. In the middle, a mat was laid and a small low table was placed. Behind the small low table sat a woman in golden armor, with a silver spear in her hand. Seeing Ning Chen come in, the other party stood up. Estimated to be about meters tall, about 24 or 25 years old, the golden armor covered her figure, but the beautiful and heroic face surprised Ning Chen a little. It is said that the Empress of Wu often led the army in person. Ning Chen knew very well what the soldiers in the military camp looked like? He originally thought that the Empress of Wu must be big and strong, with a masculine appearance, and no different from men. But now, the Empress of Wu is completely different from what he imagined. Her skin is not as delicate as that of a girl in the boudoir, but her skin is fine and healthy wheat color, and her facial features are exquisite. She has the charm of a woman and the perseverance of a man. She is really heroic. Could this be a fake? "General Ning, what a courage! I thought you didn't dare to come?" The Empress spoke, her voice was crisp and sonorous. Ning Chen raised his eyebrows, "Are you really the Empress of Wu?" "Why, is there anyone who dares to pretend to be me?" Ning Chen smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. When the two armies are fighting, the commander-in-chief wears golden armor... but there is also a commander-in-chief who is afraid of death and finds someone to pretend to be himself." The Empress was not annoyed, but she reached out and pulled out the silver spear next to her, jumped high, and crossed the low table.
The spear was like a dragon, turning into a cold light and stabbing at Ning Chen. The moment the empress drew out her spear, Ning Chen had already unsheathed the long sword on his waist. Clang! ! ! Ning Chen swept his sword horizontally, slashing at the tip of the spear, swinging the spear away, and then his body spun like a top, closely following the spear, and then slashed with a sword. The empress took a step back, raised one hand, and blocked Ning Chen's sword with the spear. She kicked out, the silver spear bounced up, and swept towards Ning Chen. Ning Chen kicked his feet and turned over the silver spear that was sweeping. The empress put away the spear, and then stabbed out like lightning, with a little cold light attacking Ning Chen. Clang clang clang! ! ! Sparks flew everywhere, and Ning Chen was forced to retreat again and again. He had an injury on his shoulder, so he could only use the sword with his left hand, and he almost couldn't stop the empress's fierce attack. But suddenly, the empress suddenly put away the spear and retreated, pulling away from Ning Chen. Ning Chen frowned. He was at a disadvantage in the previous fight. Outside, the soldiers on both sides heard the metal clanging sounds in the tent and suddenly became nervous. They stared at each other warily, with their swords drawn. "Your Majesty, are you okay?" "General Ning, are you okay?" Yuan Long and Shi Shan asked at the same time. The empress looked outside the tent and smiled, "It's okay, I just exchanged a few moves with General Ning, don't worry!" Ning Chen also responded to Yuan Long, "I'm fine!" The empress looked at Ning Chen and smiled brightly, "General Ning, do you still doubt my identity now?" Ning Chen put away the knife and said calmly, "What can this prove?" "It proves that General Ning is injured and I can easily take your life." Ning Chen snorted, "Would you try?" The empress did not argue with him about this issue. She walked back and stuck the silver spear into the ground, then sat down cross-legged on the mat. Pointing to the opposite side of the low table, she said, "Please sit down! The men of my Wu country are not as delicate as the men of your Daxuan. The conditions are simple. General Ning, please don't despise them." Ning Chen's mouth twitched slightly. He walked over and sat down, saying casually: "My Daxuan men can not only recite poems and write couplets, but also warm the tent with lotus flowers. They can also take up swords and go into battle to take the enemy's head." The empress burst out laughing.
"General Ning said so, of course I believe it... But if you say that the men in Daxuan Capital can take up swords and go into battle, I won't believe it. They are all weak and lazy. Not to mention going into battle to kill the enemy, they will be scared to death even if they see blood, right?" Ning Chen didn't say anything, because the empress was telling the truth. His eyes accidentally fell on the papers on the small low table. The empress noticed his gaze, picked up the stack of papers, and said with a smile: "I look at the sword by the lamp in my drunkenness, and dream of blowing the horn in the camp... Good words!" "Thousands of hammers and chisels have carved out the deep mountains, and the raging fire burns as if it were nothing... Good poems!" "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces... Interesting!" "The clouds are like clothes and the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is gorgeous... What a beautiful poem!"