Enemies.
On the battlefield, yes.
After all, the battlefield is a place where it's either you die or I die.
The Southern Nether and the Northern Nether have never truly reconciled.
In fact, every country on the Azure Continent could be their friend, and of course, their enemy as well.
Between nations, it has always been about interests, never about so-called friendships.
"Back then, it was precisely during the most intense period of war between the Southern Nether and the Northern Nether. The Southern Nether was still under the reign of the late emperor, my father."
"And the Northern Nether, at that time, had just enthroned a new emperor, and the situation was unstable, presenting a prime opportunity for other countries to invade."
Chu Lingyang poured himself a cup of wine and downed it in one gulp.
Thinking about it, he felt it wasn't satisfying enough; the cup was too small.
He threw the cup down, picked up the wine jar directly, and began to drink heartily.
Chu Qianli did not stop him.
Firstly, she wasn't familiar with him, and secondly, this Prince Ling seemed to have a very high tolerance for alcohol.
"On my father's imperial order, I led the army to attack the border city of the Northern Nether. At that time, my army was unstoppable, and I was immensely glorious."
He smiled, recalling the grandeur of those days, still feeling a bit excited and proud.
"Those Northern Nether soldiers were too incompetent; in front of me, they were like ants!"
"That's because you didn't encounter Ninth Uncle!" Chu Qianli subconsciously defended her God of War Ninth Uncle.
Chu Lingyang lowered his gaze, looking at her with a somewhat serious expression.
Chu Qianli pursed her lips and shrugged, "I do think so. If Your Highness wants to hear flattering lies, I can say them, and I can say them better than anyone else."
It's just putting on a show, who can't do that?
"Heh!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Lingyang not only didn't get angry but instead laughed with delight.
"You little girl, no wonder he taught you martial arts and cares about you so much! You truly hit it off with him!"
He heard false words often, every day, everyone spoke flattering words in front of him.
But he didn't need any of them.
He had heard too many in the army when he was young.
And now, he heard too many in the imperial family.
They weren't pleasant at all.
In this life, the only person who had ever cursed him was probably that guy.
Feng Dingchu.
This little girl calls him Ninth Uncle, heh, quite interesting.
"Back then, he said the same thing, saying that the reason I was invincible was simply because I hadn't met him."
Chu Lingyang took another swig of strong liquor, as if his floodgates had opened and couldn't be closed.
"Do you know? When I first met him, that guy was still a little brat, a boy of about ten years old, yet he spoke so flippantly!"
"How could I let him be presumptuous in front of me! So, I immediately led my troops, preparing to capture him alive and humiliate him properly."
"Who knew..."
"What happened next?" Chu Qianli's interest was instantly piqued.
She was so curious about Ninth Uncle's past.
A boy in his teens!
While others were still studying in school, he was already leading troops into battle, so domineering, cool, and awesome!
Her Ninth Uncle was too amazing!
"Later, naturally, I was defeated by my own underestimation."
But Chu Lingyang didn't seem sad at all when mentioning his failure at this moment; instead, he became more excited as he spoke.
"I didn't capture him alive; instead, I was captured by him! I didn't get the chance to humiliate him..."
Chu Qianli widened her watery eyes, "Ninth Uncle humiliated you?"