Rong Jin was about to drive out of the city to explore Chongzi who was blocking the entrance of Peicheng, so Xu Da hurriedly rode a few soldiers to stop him.

"Seeing you're so anxious, is there something wrong?"

Xu Da knelt down in front of Rong Jin: "Criminal, Young Master Yixiao is almost at the gate of the city."

Rong Jin immediately strangled the reins, turned the horse around, and rode the horse and whipped it.

"Go and have a look."

It was not expected that the emperor would let Young Master Yixiao come. I really didn't expect that a great country would rely on a man from the world. Everyone in the world talked about Young Master Yixiao, and he was shocked by the court and made a name for himself, and was incompetent.

He doesn't think so. Even if he is conveying the truth, he is just a human being!

I hope this situation will become more and more messy.

The vast army trampled through the mountains and rivers and snowed heavily, leaving only iron horse hoof marks.

After three days and two nights of running, the 100,000 troops finally arrived at Nanxi City. At this moment, the gate of Nanxi City was closed.

On the battlements, most of the snow, which is half an inch thick, is like jade bricks, reflecting a few rays of sunlight in the gaps of the clouds, flashing from time to time.

The city guards above the city wall immediately yelled excitedly when they saw the army holding the sky flag arrive: "Open the city gate quickly, reinforcements are coming-!"

The voice echoed above the city. When some soldiers with low morale heard this good news, they immediately became energetic and had a rare smile on their faces since the war. They immediately rushed to the city wall, wanting to witness the rumored smile of young master.

The city gate suspension bridge was lowered, and a hundred thousand troops entered Nanxicheng.

"Where is Your Highness the Second Prince?" Chunfeng took the lead, looking quite heroic. He immediately climbed the city wall and immediately asked where the person was going?

Li Yunqing rode into the city on a white wolf, and Nanxi City had long been covered by white snow.

The handsome young man, coupled with the white wolf who was taller than the seven-foot man, was indeed a shocking scenery. Many soldiers surrounded him, holding his swords and shouting into the sky, expressing their welcome to the people.

The emperor may not be able to receive such honors when he goes on a tour in this situation.

Li Yunqing jumped off the white wolf with snow dust and fatigue. He led it not far away, and Feng Jue brought some people to welcome him.

Li Yunqing saw Feng Jue's figure from afar, reached out and took off the snowflakes on his hair, trying hard to prevent himself from looking too embarrassed.

Feng Jue rushed forward and fell to the ground: "I will meet the Grand Marshal."

Feng Jue knelt down, and the tens of thousands of soldiers who were greeting behind him also knelt down with him and shouted in unison.

"See the Grand Marshal."

The sound is enough to shake the nine provinces and shake the world.

It turned out that Young Master Yixiao was named the Grand Marshal.

Li Yunqing stood in front of these mighty soldiers, with a proud face that was not inferior to anyone. He waved his hand and his voice floated leisurely.

"Okay, okay, get up! There is no need to salute in front of me, it's just a vanity. I'm here to win battles, not to show off my power."

As soon as the words were spoken, the soldiers couldn't help but admire this man's generosity. It was a blessing to be able to follow him.

Feng Jue stood up and before he could ask about his well-being, he said, "Your Highness is injured and has not healed. He is still recuperating in the tent."
Chapter completed!