latelenovela Chapter 315: Northern Di Raid
Chapter 315: Northern Di Raid
In this quiet night, Xia Chenghao only felt a slight bitterness in his heart. That gentle but slightly painful emotion fell into his heart like the sunshine after the rain.
He walked a few steps to Cen Jiexiao, and it seemed that every step was like stepping on a long and winding road of the heart, accompanied by the surge of all kinds of thoughts.
The moonlight flowed down like mercury, sprinkling on his face, making his eyes appear extremely complicated under the bright light, and it was difficult to discern the sadness and joy in them.
He whispered, his voice a mixture of all the tenderness and pain in the world: "Sister Xiao, if the affairs of state are settled, may I...have the honor of spending more time with you?"
These words were like a small stone, gently dropped into the calm surface of Cen Jiexiao's heart, splashing countless complicated thoughts and stirring up thousands of ripples. The emotions in her heart seemed to transform into a faint mist, covering her thoughts, making her slightly startled, and her heart instantly rippled with the clear waves.
Cen Jiexiao was suddenly filled with mixed emotions, as if every syllable was expressing a hope, an unwillingness, and an indescribable expectation.
But deep in her heart, that firm belief that family and country are the most important seemed to knock on the gate of her heart again. She hesitated for a moment, feeling the responsibility on her shoulders becoming heavier. The corners of her mouth trembled slightly, and she whispered: "Your Highness..." This simple sentence, which carried complex emotions, was like a chain, deeply locking up her tenderness.
Cen Jiexiao hesitated to speak. She wanted to say something, but the sense of responsibility that surged like a tide made her not know where to start, or how to express herself.
Cen Jiexiao understood that no matter what, this emotion was like rowing against the current and could not be reversed, because she was well aware of the importance of her responsibilities and mission, and she could not and was unwilling to easily let this emotion become a stumbling block on her way forward, so she could only bury this lingering emotion deep in her heart.
Seeing that Cen Jiexiao looked troubled, Xia Chenghao knew that she was entangled in complex emotions at the moment, so he quickly said softly: "Sister, there is no need to rush to answer... I just hope that when the war subsides, there will be a chance..." He wanted to continue talking and have a chance to rekindle their old relationship. The infinite tenderness and expectation in his heart seemed to have surged to his lips, but when the words reached his lips, he reached out and gently pulled them back. The uneasiness in his heart made him stop talking.
Xia Chenghao knew that in Cen Jiexiao's heart, the stability of the country and the happiness of the people were more important than anything else. In her heart, the love between her children could never be compared with the eternal righteousness of family and country.
Just as the indescribable atmosphere between the two of them was becoming increasingly tense, bursts of noise suddenly came from the distance. The sounds were like drums and bells, as if rolling in from the distant horizon, breaking the tranquility of the night, as if foreshadowing that major changes and crises were coming again.
Cen Jiexiao and Xia Chenghao couldn't help but turn around at the same time, their worried eyes met, and they were both moved by the fact that another storm was about to come.
Cen Jiexiao's brows furrowed slightly, and she instantly emerged from the quagmire of emotion. A look of determination suddenly appeared on her face. She gripped the reins tightly, turned around abruptly, and jumped onto the horse. Her voice was filled with irresistible majesty: "Not good! There's movement up ahead! Hurry!"
At that moment, a brave and determined light flashed in her eyes, as if telling Xia Chenghao and the whole land that she would continue to move forward without fear or regret.
So, the two of them rode side by side, rushing towards the front line. The sound of their footsteps, which seemed to have a long way to go, echoed in the night like heavy bells, as if foreshadowing the coming of another storm. In this land that was destined to be turbulent, their fate would once again be put to a huge test.
Clouds and mist obscured the battlefield, and an oppressive atmosphere enveloped it. Cen Jiexiao felt a surge of unease in her heart, and the sound of swords clashing in her ears became clearer and clearer, as if every sound was cutting into the fragility in her heart.
"Xia Chenghao!" She couldn't help but call out, but her voice was drowned out by the din of the battlefield. She saw Xia Chenghao astride his majestic steed, his posture erect, the intensity and determination on his face making her heart tighten. He was marshaling the heavily armored cavalry, seemingly oblivious to the frenzied momentum of the enemy, instead pushing himself to the forefront. His bravery filled her with deep emotion, and a wave of intense anxiety washed over her as her emotions tangled.
"The situation is serious, the enemy is attacking from the front!" Xia Chenghao's voice was decisive and clear, like a sharp sword cutting through her worries.
He turned around and shouted at her, "Sister Xiao, go back to the center of the army!" Although he was calm, he also showed an indescribable nervousness.
Cen Jiexiao took a deep breath and encouraged herself, knowing that now was not the time to panic.
She nodded slightly: "Understood! Organize defense immediately!" She thought to herself and quickly realized that if the defense line was not maintained, the soldiers in the rear would inevitably fall into chaos of random divisions.
After issuing the order, she quickly directed her guards to gradually withdraw to the rear of the central army. Each step was like treading on thin ice. She could feel the tense and frantic atmosphere of the soldiers, and her psychological burden was secretly increasing. The enemy cavalry was as fierce as wolves and tigers, but her mind was shrouded in fog, desperately trying to express her hidden emotions on the battlefield.
Suddenly, she heard the earth-shaking sound of swords clashing, and she looked nervously towards the place where the battle was most intense, her eyes full of fear and despair - Xia Chenghao was defending the safety of everyone, and the surrounding Xixiang cavalry were fighting a life-and-death battle with the Beidi cavalry. The entire battlefield scene instantly turned into a bloody scene.
"Don't forget your safety!" She whispered softly, out of self-blame and heartache. She wanted to fight alongside him so much, but she could only watch from behind as he took all the responsibilities for her.
Despite the chaos, Xia Chenghao fought with all his might. Like a knight who never retreated, he truly was a man worthy of trust. A surge of warmth surged within Cen Jiexiao, and she braced herself against the sound of another bloody sword swing. She must not let his efforts go to waste.
"Members of the Qiming Group, listen up!" she said cheerfully, her gaze like a blade, focused on her companions, and the noise in her ears seemed to disappear instantly.
An invisible aura seemed to burst out from her heart, guiding the soldiers to work together.
"Form a group with the Xixiang cavalry, pay attention to keeping a distance from the enemy, carry out circular cavalry archery, and be sure to disrupt the Beidi army formation!" Her voice was filled with implicit determination. Although she was in the melee, it was like an invisible force gathering together.
This strategy was immediately recognized, and the soldiers obeyed her orders one after another, moving quickly and gradually forming a strong battle line following her command.
Cen Jiexiao breathed a sigh of relief, her confidence as a commander suddenly restored. Encouraged by her, Xia Chenghao led his troops in a swift, swift attack on the Northern Di cavalry. In a flash, a thrilling clash ensued on the battlefield.
Amidst the fierce charge, a spark of hope rose in Cen Jiexiao's heart. She knew that if she could disrupt the enemy's rear in time, she might be able to turn the tide of the battle. So, she continued to command the members of the Qiming Group using flag signals, appearing ever more agile and nimble, working closely with the light cavalry to strike at the Beidi's weak points.