Zhang Ping looked at Liu Hua when he heard that.
Liu Hua shook her head frantically.
Zhang Ning looked at him with encouraging eyes.
Zhang Ping tilted his head and thot for a while, then said, "Mother, Zi Yu Ge Ge once said, a gentleman does not stand under a precarious wall."
"A Ping is right."
Liu Hua quickly agreed, "If one doesn't stand under a precarious wall, how much less in a place of fierce battle?"
A hint of disappointment appeared in Zhang Ning's eyes.
Since the person involved and her guardian both disagreed, she had no way to force it and could only turn and leave Liu Hua's small courtyard.
"Mistress."
Wang Rou asked in a low voice, "Since the Young Lord refuses to go to the city wall, what should we do now?"
"Or perhaps, Mistress, you shouldn't go either? Liu Furen is right, a gentleman does not stand under a precarious wall."
"I am a woman, not a gentleman."
Zhang Ning shook her head, "Since Elder Sister Liu is unwilling to let Polu take risks... go and bring my son here."
"Mistress, no!"
Wang Rou was greatly alarmed.
Liu Hua only had one son now, and wasn't Zhang Ning in the same situation?
If anything were to happen...
"Go!"
Zhang Ning said firmly, "Do you want me to go and carry him myself?"
"This..."
Wang Rou was helpless and could only agree.
After a while, Wang Rou brought Zhang Ning's son over.
"My son."
Zhang Ning held the child in her arms, called her personal guards, and walked out of the State Prefecture.
Queen Uya had been waiting outside the gate for a long time and smiled as she came forward to greet Zhang Ning.
"Young Lady looks truly valiant in this armor."
She naturally recognized this armor.
When Zhang Xin charged into Qiuliju's royal tent back then, he was wearing this very armor.
"Aren't you the same, Elder Sister?"
Zhang Ning looked at Queen Uya, who was also wearing armor, and smiled slightly.
Queen Uya looked at the son in Zhang Ning's arms.
"Why did you bring the Young Master out? Aren't you afraid that swords and blades have no eyes and might harm him?"
"How can a man of the Zhang family fear death?"
Zhang Ning mounted the warhorse that had been prepared and spurred it toward the city wall.
"Charge!"
"Truly worthy of that Young General's wife."
Queen Uya sighed and also followed on horseback.
She was Wuhuan People, and the blood of ferocity flowed in her bones, so she greatly approved of Zhang Ning's actions.
Zhang Ning rode forward, smelling the scent of blood in the air from a great distance.
Along the way, the soldiers and commoners transporting supplies constantly looked at them, their faces filled with astonishment.
Which general was this, bringing a child to the city wall to kill enemies?
"Kill!"
"Hold them! Drive them down!"
The shouts of battle shook the heavens on the city wall.
Zhang Ning arrived at the foot of the wall and looked up at the soldiers fighting on top.
"Elder Sister Queen Uya..."
Zhang Ning's voice carried a hint of nervousness.
"Don't panic."
Queen Uya took one of her hands, "Elder Sister is here."
Zhang Ning took a deep breath.
She dismounted.
She ascended the city wall.
"Move aside! Move aside!"
Zhang Ning's personal guards constantly shouted, "Furen is here, everyone move aside!"
The soldiers on the stairs were stunned when they heard this.
Furen?
Did we hear that right?
As they stood in a daze, Zhang Ning rushed to the city wall at the fastest speed, drew the precious sword from her waist, and pointed it forward.
"Kill!"
Amidst the shouts of a group of grown men, a clear female voice seemed particularly out of place.
The surrounding soldiers all turned to look.
Although the young general in front of them had her figure obscured by armor and her hairstyle covered by a helmet.
But from her delicate skin and exquisite features, it was clear she was a woman.
A question arose in the soldiers' minds.
When did our army get a female general?
Upon closer inspection, the female general held a sword in one hand and a baby in the other.
What's going on here?
"What are you standing around for? Kill the enemy!"
Zhang Ning shouted, leading her personal guards to charge toward the area with the most Yuan Army soldiers.
"Furen heard that the battle was unfavorable and specially brought the Heir Apparent to assist in the fight!"
The personal guards quickly formed a formation, protecting Zhang Ning in the center, and at the same time, as she had previously instructed, loudly announced to the soldiers that she was participating in the battle with her son.
Furen?
Heir Apparent?
The soldiers were stunned.
If it was just Furen, many women in this city could be called Furen.
But Heir Apparent...
There was only one!
In this Pingyuan city, beside Zhang Xin, who held the title of Marquis, whose son could be called Heir Apparent?
A Marquis had a Marquisate.
The successor to a Marquisate was the Heir Apparent.
If a Marquis had already formally appointed an Heir Apparent, then that person would be the one.
If notlright."
Zhang Ning interrupted again, "Uncle Niujiao, what did you just say about 'Great something'? "
"Oh, oh."
Zhang Niujiao then remembered why he was here and quickly said, "Young Lady, great news! "
"The Commander, he's not dead! "