Accidentally dressed as an empress

Chapter 229 The storm is coming

Hidden Cloud City

Yunxiu originally thought that the Mingxiao Mountain Uprising was caused by Ji Yun, but the system told her that Ji Yun was no longer in Wufeng City, but was already in Beiling.

Yunxiu finished watching the surveillance footage provided by the system, frowning, and asked the system: [So, Ji Yun plans to sell weapons to Yu Xi and the tribes outside of Beiling?]

The system responds: [Yes.]

Yu Xi was also a capable man. After entering the Beidi tribe, he saved the tribe's chief with his superb medical skills and became a guest of honor. Cui Ti was also saved by Yu Xi. His superb medical skills saved Cui Ti from death. Although Cui Ti was left with a disability, her life was saved.

Next, Yu Xi replaced the original witch doctor of the tribe, gave advice to the chief, and united with the Beidi and other minority tribes, eyeing the Yun Kingdom covetously.

If Ji Yun really sells weapons to the tribes in Beiling, or even to the more ferocious and barbaric tribes outside Beiling, then the Yun Kingdom will surely fall into an unprecedented crisis.

They wanted to take advantage of this crisis to launch another attack on Yunse.

Cui Ti has connections in Lingyun City and has direct access to the palace. Her Majesty the Queen is really in danger this time.

Yunxiu immediately wrote a letter to Gu Xiuzhi and attached a memorial, implicitly reminding His Majesty to pay attention to the movements of the four barbarian tribes.

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North Ridge

The cold winter has faded away, and the snow in the North Ridge has gradually melted, turning into trickles that meander through the rocks. The exposed gray-brown land is desolate and cold, as if a corner of the mysterious veil has been unveiled by nature, but a surging crisis is hidden in silence.

Beiling, this towering natural barrier standing above the city-states, the biting cold wind whistled through the city walls, blowing up gusts of sand and gravel, hitting the city walls with a rustling sound.

General Lin Yan's posture is as tall and straight as a green pine or cypress. His resolute face is engraved with the vicissitudes and wisdom of long-term experience in the battlefield. His deep eyes are like cold stars, staring quietly into the distance.

The strong wind blew wildly at her armor, and the cold iron sheets collided with each other, making a slight friction sound. The sound, carried by the wind, seemed like the prelude to the clash of swords, and it was faintly filled with a heart-pounding murderous aura.

At this time, a deputy general hurriedly climbed up the stone steps to the city wall. The iron plates on his armor collided with each other with his steps, making rapid clinking sounds.

She quickly walked over to Lin Yan, knelt on one knee, clasped her hands in a salute, then raised her head and said solemnly, "General, the Beidi tribe has been acting strangely recently. They've been moving their camps frequently, and the warriors are training day and night. It seems they're planning a large-scale operation. The situation is truly worrying!"

Lin Yan's thick brows were furrowed, his eyes as sharp as torches as he gazed towards the distant Beidi tribe. A hint of worry and alertness was revealed in his eyes. After a long pause, he whispered, "Have you found out how many troops they are gathering?"

The deputy general looked troubled and shook his head. "The Beidi tribe's camp is heavily guarded, making it difficult for our spies to approach. We don't yet know the exact deployment of their forces, but from all indications, their numbers are definitely significant."

Lin Yan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Pass the order down to strengthen the vigilance, send more patrols, and keep a close eye on the movements of the Northern Di people. If there is any sign of trouble, report it immediately."

"I obey your command!" After receiving the order, the deputy general quickly stood up and retreated.

In the distant Dongling, the defenders there were also caught in a tense situation.

As spring quietly approaches, tender green buds timidly poke out from the branches, and colorful wild flowers bloom freely among the grass. It should be a vibrant, hopeful and peaceful scene.

However, the people of the Dongyi tribe took advantage of the spring and began their looting again.

The defenders of Dongling stayed at their posts day and night. They hid among the dense forests, and their vigilant eyes shone through the mottled shadows of the trees, always watching the every move of the Dongyi tribe.

From time to time, the cries of the Dongyi tribe's sudden attack and the defenders' desperate resistance could be heard in the mountains and forests, startling the birds perched on the branches. The panicked bird calls were intertwined with the noise of war.

The friction between the two sides continued to escalate, and the shadow of war grew thicker over this land.

Nanling

The rolling Nanling Mountains lie on the earth like a sleeping dragon.

Although there had been occasional minor frictions between the Nanling tribes before, a delicate balance was maintained.

However, this land is now shrouded in an ominous cloud, and the various tribes in Nanling have begun to show disturbing movements. They seem to be driven by some force and are frequently harassing the border areas.

The sounds of horse hooves and shouts of killing intertwined together, breaking the tranquility of the past. The beacon towers on the border line would occasionally emit billowing smoke, sending danger signals to the distance.

Zhong Ning stood on the city wall, looking at the distant sky, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

At this time, Yun Lang hurried over, saw Zhong Ning's appearance, and asked softly, "Are you worried about the war in Nanling?"

Zhong Ning nodded slightly and said, "The current situation is really unsettling. The various departments are making so many changes, and I don't know when it will calm down."

Yun Lang frowned and clenched his fists: "These tribes are so rampant, we must take action."

Zhong Ning turned to look at Yun Lang, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He paused and said, "Don't worry, do what you should do. I won't stop you. Although you and I are married, you and I both know that between us..."

Yun Lang's expression darkened, and he whispered, "I understand that you've given me enough freedom, but I don't understand why you can't truly marry me?"

Zhong Ning shook his head slightly and sighed softly: "There are some things that I can't say yet because the time is not right. But you and Uncle Lin are both very important relatives to me. I just hope that you are safe and can pursue what you want."

At this moment, Lin Hong also happened to walk over. "Xiao Ning, Yun Lang and I are very grateful to you. You are very similar to your mother. Now the time is almost here. We should return to Lingyun City and take back what belongs to us."

Zhong Ning smiled and said, "You can go back without worry. I'll take care of Nanling."

Goodbye, her father whom she could not recognize, and her half-brother.

When Lin Hong came to Nanling and saw Zhong Ning on the first day, he understood everything. His daughter resembled his father. Zhong Ning looked so much like him, and also a bit like Su Yan.

Your Majesty has miscalculated, haha.

Zhong Ning is the daughter of Su Yan and his daughter, and she tacitly allows herself and Yun Lang to develop their power.

With his years of accumulation, Lin Hong expanded Yun Lang's army to 30,000 people.

No matter what you rely on, it is better to rely on the soldiers in your own hands.

Now, he is very confident that he can attack Lingyun City and let Yun Se pass the throne to Yun Lang.

Being the emperor's husband is not as good as being a queen consort who rules the country from behind the curtain.

It is better to support a biological son than an adopted daughter. He wants Yun Lang to become the first male emperor of Yun Kingdom.

Cui Ti was right. After sitting on the chair in Yunji Palace, you will always keep it in your mind: this is the magic of power.

Now, West Ridge and North Ridge are all people from the Lin family, and only General Zhong Rong from East Ridge may oppose Yun Lang, so he is not a cause for concern.

On the second day, outside the city gate of Nanling, military flags fluttered, and 30,000 soldiers were ready to go, with great momentum.

Yun Lang rode a tall black horse with an upright posture, his eyes revealing the determination and courage to go to war.

Zhong Ning, wearing red armor, walked to Yun Lang's horse.

Zhong Ning raised his head slightly and said softly, "Yun Lang, the journey to the north is dangerous and difficult. You must be careful."

Yun Lang dismounted and looked at Zhong Ning, his lips curled up in a confident smile: "Zhong Ning, don't worry. Dad and I have already made preparations. These 30,000 soldiers are all elite soldiers. We are confident that we can handle it."

Zhong Ning frowned slightly. "I know you are brave and fearless, but the battlefield is unpredictable. Don't take anything lightly."

Yun Lang felt a warm feeling in his heart and nodded in response, "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself. You should also take good care of yourself in Nanling. If anything happens, be sure to let me know in time."

Zhong Ning took a deep breath, took out a brocade bag from his sleeve, and handed it to Yun Lang: "Here are some emergency medicines, keep them with you."

Yun Lang took it with both hands, held it tightly in his hands, and looked at Zhong Ning deeply: "When the war is over, I have a lot to say to you."

Yun Lang hugged Zhong Ning reluctantly and said, "Sister, I'm leaving now."

Zhong Ning's eyes widened slightly, and her heart felt sour.

Yun Lang said softly, "Daddy has already told me, I already know, you are my sister."

Zhong Ning patted his back and said, "I'll wait for you to come back in Nanling. Our family of three will be reunited. We must survive."

At this time, the horn sounded. Yun Lang took a last deep look at Zhong Ning, then jumped on his horse and led 30,000 soldiers and horses with Lin Hong, heading farther and farther towards the north, leaving Zhong Ning standing there, staring for a long time.