Chapter 400: Chapter 339: Why Does the Left General Want a Dress?

Saved by an Immortal Realm Cultivator, Xiahou Nan leaped back onto his horse and continued to lead his army in battle.

But because Xiao Mo had slain several of Wei’s generals, the Northern Wilderness Army’s morale now far surpassed that of the Wei Army.

At the same time, Xiao Mo also vaulted onto his mount, riding his Snow-Trampling Horse to charge the front lines.

Xiao Mo charged relentlessly across the battlefield of a million soldiers, leaving a trail of bodies in his wake.

High above the clouds, Ascension Realm Cultivators from both sides were locked in a magical duel.

Immortal Realm Cultivators were also confronting each other on the battlefield.

Many soldiers, with no regard for their own lives, charged toward the Upper Three Realms Cultivators.

Although these cultivators cut them down with ease, casually ending the lives of several soldiers with a single move.

But these soldiers did not die in vain.

No matter their Realm, all cultivators relied on maintaining their momentum.

Trapped in the quagmire of the battlefield, a constant stream of Martial Cultivator soldiers would wear down that momentum, draining their Spiritual Power.

If they failed to recover that momentum, they were very likely to be buried in this land of blood.

This was how many Upper Three Realms Cultivators had fallen on the battlefield.

And Xiao Mo was far too conspicuous on the battlefield.

Naturally, some Jade Realm and Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators took notice of him.

They attempted to assassinate him.

But the cultivators from the Northern Wilderness and the one-eyed general blocked their path, protecting Xiao Mo as he fought without restraint!

The great battle raged for two full days and nights.

The battle lines pushed steadily closer to Bishui City.

Xiahou Nan had a bad feeling and hesitated, wondering if he should retreat to defend the city.

But soon, Xiahou Nan no longer needed to hesitate.

After fighting for two days and nights, Xiao Mo plunged deep into the Wei Army’s ranks. With one thrust of his long spear, he cut down a general, and with his other hand, he seized the Wei national banner. He tossed it into the air, and a sweep of his long spear shredded the flag into snowflake-like tatters.

"Retreat!"

Xiahou Nan stared hard at Xiao Mo for a moment before finally choosing to withdraw his army.

After the battle, Xiao Mo stood on the field, mounted on his Snow-Trampling Horse. His once snow-white armor was now completely stained with blood.

Xiahou Nan retreated his army back into the city. The Bishui City Defense Array activated, and they held their position, refusing to come out.

The Northern Wilderness Army made camp thirty li away.

In this battle against the Wei Kingdom, although the Wei Army had suffered heavy losses, the Northern Wilderness Army’s casualties were still seventy percent of Wei’s.

Nevertheless, the Northern Wilderness Army had successfully boosted its morale.

This was especially thanks to Xiao Mo.

Most of the Northern Wilderness generals had thought Xiao Mo was just a pretty face—all form and no substance. They figured he might have some strength, but not much.

But Xiao Mo’s valiant performance on the battlefield made everyone look at this young man, barely twenty years of age, in a new light.

Even Xiao Shi was beginning to understand why His Majesty valued Xiao Mo so highly.

’This kid is truly impressive.’

After the battle, for his achievements in leading the charge, slaying several enemy generals, and seizing their banner on the field, Xiao Mo was duly rewarded. Xiao Shi placed ten thousand Snow-Trampling Dragon Cavalry and thirty thousand infantrymen under his command.

「For the next seven days」

The Northern Wilderness Army did not attempt to storm the city. Instead, they stood below the city walls and hurled endless insults at Xiahou Nan. The taunts were incredibly vile, essentially cursing his entire family tree to oblivion.

But no matter what, Xiahou Nan refused to leave the city to fight.

"Xiao Mo, do you have a plan?"

Inside the command tent, Xiao Shi asked Xiao Mo.

By now, Xiao Mo had earned his way into the core strategic circle with his military achievements, and it seemed Xiao Shi was intentionally beginning to groom his third son.

"Does the army have any women’s dresses?" Xiao Mo asked Xiao Shi after a moment of thought.

"What does the Left General need a dress for?" General Huang asked.

Xiao Mo smiled faintly. "To send to General Xiahou, of course."

「That same day」

An envoy from the Northern Wilderness Army was dispatched to Bishui City.

Xiahou Nan, intrigued, granted him a personal audience.

"I am Yan Zijun. It is an honor to meet General Xiahou." The Northern Wilderness Envoy, Yan Zijun, bowed.

"Has the Prince had a change of heart? Does he wish to ally with my Wei Kingdom to turn around and devour the Qin Kingdom?" Xiahou Nan said with a smile.

"The Northern Wilderness has produced loyal generals for four generations; why would we ever ally with the feeble Wei? However, Left General Xiao Mo has been thinking of you, General, and sent a special gift. He asks that you accept it."

Yan Zijun beckoned, and an attendant at his side stepped forward, holding a box.

Xiahou Nan’s brow furrowed, but he still descended from the City Lord’s high seat, walked to the box, and opened it himself.

Inside was a light purple woman’s dress and a letter.

"Read it to me."

Xiahou Nan tossed the envelope to his Vice General.

The Vice General took the envelope and began to read aloud:

"For a general to command from his tent yet fear the stones and arrows of war, to lead a legion of beasts yet cower like a turtle in its shell—such a thing is unheard of in all of history.

Why, then, do I present you with this fine dress today?

It is because I see you, General, behind your closed gates and drawn curtains, clasping your knees in deep thought, displaying the very grace of a delicate maiden in her chambers.

If the sound of drums and horns truly frightens you, why not burn your armor and cast aside your spear? You could face a mirror, apply your rouge, and perhaps even earn a chuckle from all the Four Seas.

Tomorrow, a banner will hang from our camp gate. And I dare to ask: when will the ramparts of Bishui City trade their war flags for embroidered curtains?"

"Audacious!"

After the Vice General finished reading, the other generals angrily drew their long sabers, looking as if they were about to hack Yan Zijun and his men into mincemeat.

But Yan Zijun and his men remained perfectly composed, showing not the slightest trace of fear.

Xiahou Nan waved his hand, stopping the generals beside him. Then, he took the purple dress from the box and actually put it on.

"This dress is finely crafted. It is truly quite nice. Please, convey my thanks to the Left General for me," Xiahou Nan said with a faint smile.

"But of course." Yan Zijun’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Since the gift has been delivered, we will take our leave."

"Farewell, everyone. Men! Escort the Northern Wilderness Envoys out!" Xiahou Nan ordered his men to see Yan Zijun and the others out of the city.

After returning to the main camp, Yan Zijun recounted everything that had happened in Bishui City, omitting not a single detail.

After listening to his report, Xiao Shi and the other generals all frowned.

"Xiao Mo, what are your thoughts?" Xiao Shi asked.

"This Xiahou Nan... he can endure what no ordinary person could. He is truly no simple man." Xiao Mo felt a sliver of admiration for him.