novelaction Chapter 128 Exercise
Chapter 128 Exercise
Seeing Xilin crying so heartbrokenly, as if every tear was filled with sincere emotion, Concubine Xian did not feel the slightest touch or sympathy. After all, these people had nothing to do with her! However, when she thought about the need to use Xilin in the future, Concubine Xian immediately pretended to be extremely distressed, stretched out her hand to help Xilin up, and comforted her softly: "My dear sister, I understand that you are in grief now that your mother has passed away. However, bringing people into the palace is not something I can decide."
Xilin was still crying with tears streaming down her face: "I know very well that this matter has made my cousin very embarrassed, but...but now the queen is unwell and is bedridden. My sister is of humble status and I am afraid it will be difficult for me to see the queen. Therefore, I came to beg my cousin for help. Aunt Kui has been with my mother for many years, and I am really worried that she will be too sad to think straight!"
Xilin's words were straightforward and frank. She clearly told Concubine Xian that although the queen had more power than her, she was also a noble Concubine Xian, and she didn't even have the ability to arrange a servant to enter the palace. At the same time, she also emphasized that she had to ask Concubine Xian for help because the queen was ill and could not ask her for help. This statement undoubtedly implied that Concubine Xian was incompetent.
As expected, Xilin's simple words successfully irritated Concubine Xian, making her slightly angry. Concubine Xian thought to herself with disdain, "Humph, you are such a tactless person. You just want to bring an old woman in. Do you think that only the queen has that ability? It's easy for me to bring someone into the palace!"
While secretly mocking Xilin in her heart, Concubine Xian quickly put away her disdain on her face and said to Xilin with concern, "So when do you plan to let Aunt Kui enter the palace?"
Xilin thought for a moment and replied, "Originally, I planned to wait for Aunt Kui to finish her seventh-day mourning for my mother, and then I would go to pick her up and bring her into the palace in person. But now..." When she said this, Xilin couldn't help but reveal a trace of worry.
Seeing this, Concubine Xian hurriedly comforted him, "How about this! Anyway, there are still a few days until the end of the first seven days. By then, I will go and plead with the king on your behalf. If we can get the king's permission, things will naturally be much easier!"
When Xilin heard this, she was filled with gratitude. She immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying respectfully, "Thank you for your help, cousin!"
Concubine Xian hurriedly helped Xilin up and said with a smile: "Hey, we are all family, why should we be so polite? Well, I guess you haven't had a good rest these days, so you should go back and rest quickly!"
Xilin thanked Concubine Xian again before she stood up and left. Concubine Xian watched her back as she left and found that her steps were much more relaxed than when she came. She thought it was because the huge stone that was weighing on her heart had finally fallen to the ground.
The corners of Concubine Xian's mouth slightly raised, and she cursed inwardly: "Fool, you actually want to ask the queen for help, what a fantasy! When you give birth to a prince in the future, I will definitely send you to the queen and let you taste the humiliation!"
Xilin, who walked out of the Summer Palace, couldn't help but sneer in her heart. She knew very well that the difficulty that Concubine Xian had just mentioned was just an excuse, and in fact, she didn't want to help her at all. So, she deliberately said those words to anger Concubine Xian, thinking that the other party would be alert, but she didn't expect that she would be so easily hooked!
At this moment, on the wall of a besieged city, the king, led by the eldest prince, the second prince and a group of court officials, were concentrating on watching the scene inside this makeshift besieged city.
The city was divided into two teams of soldiers, one of which had more than 100 people, all of whom were elite soldiers carefully selected from the capital; the other team had only 50 people, who came from the western Gobi Desert and were the garrison soldiers there. The two teams formed a sharp contrast!
Suddenly, a burst of exciting war drums sounded, and the "boom, boom, boom" sound was as shocking as thunder.
Along with the sound of war drums, there were four huge human-powered windmills placed at the corners of the four walls of the city. These windmills began to rotate at the same time, and the blades stirred the air, generating a strong airflow. As the windmills continued to rotate, gusts of sand gradually rose in the city. The sandstorm became more and more violent, as if forming a yellow barrier that enveloped the entire city.
In the midst of the sandstorm, the soldiers in the city could hardly see each other. They could only rely on the guidance of the drums, follow the inspiring rhythm, and adjust their pace and posture. However, despite the obstruction of vision, their fighting spirit was not diminished at all. Each soldier tightly grasped the wooden weapon in his hand, which was painted with bright red and blue paint, and the headscarf on his head was also red and blue, symbolizing the difference between the enemy and us.
At this moment, the drums sounded the order to attack. In an instant, shouts of killing resounded through the sky, and the soldiers on both sides raised their weapons without hesitation and rushed forward without hesitation. Their steps were firm and powerful, and with fearless courage and determination, they fought a life-and-death battle with the enemy. For a time, the city fell into a chaotic fight, with swords and swords interlaced, the sound of wooden weapons colliding, and the fierce battle made people's blood boil.
Although the soldiers in the city could not see the other side clearly due to the wind and sand, the people standing on the city wall could clearly see the battle situation in the city. They were high above, overlooking this thrilling battle. On the city wall, the generals watched the battle situation nervously, observing the movements of both sides. The spectators held their breath, excited, and cheered for their side.
In this melee, the soldiers' heroic performance is admirable. They risked their lives to fight the enemy bravely, defending their honor and dignity with their lives. Every swing and every charge was a deadly threat to the enemy, and also a firm protection of their own beliefs. The battle in the wind and sand became more and more intense, and the wind and sand and sweat intertwined to form a spectacular and cruel picture.
However, this fierce battle did not last long. After just half an hour, it ended with the fall of one side's battle flag. On the city wall, the king and his court officials witnessed this thrilling battle with their own eyes, taking in every detail.
After the battle, the king led everyone down the tower. Not long after, the soldiers from both sides came out one after another, with the red and blue marks left by the wooden weapons during the battle still clearly visible on their bodies.
The soldiers lined up neatly in front of the king, waiting for his inspection. The king looked at the brave warriors in front of him with a sharp gaze. After a moment, he said, "General Ankar, go check the marks on the soldiers of both sides. Make an accurate count!"
The king's voice was deep and firm, full of majesty. General Ankar responded: "Yes, I will obey your order!"
He turned and walked towards the soldiers. He carefully examined the scars on each soldier. The red and blue marks shone together, as if telling the severity of the fierce battle just now. General Ankar frowned slightly, thinking about something in his heart.