Therefore, they held a great deal of apprehension toward the Female Emperor!
Temujin's eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, fixed intently on the Wu Zhou army.
His brows were tightly knitted, his expression shifting unpredictably.
At this moment, even someone as brilliant as him could not figure out the purpose of the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou!
After a long while.
Temujin took a deep breath. Truly worthy of being the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou, her methods are indeed extraordinary! Even I cannot see through them!
He felt a bit strained.
This feeling was just like what he had experienced when facing Qin Xiao.
At this time,
Xieli Khan suddenly spoke up.
Why don't we ask those people from the noble families of Wu Zhou?
he said in a muffled, booming voice.
Hearing this, Temujin's eyes lit up.
As early as three days ago, he had captured a group of young nobles in this area.
He had also received news that these noble families had allied with the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou.
Three days!
It had wasted three days of Temujin's time!
Naturally, Temujin would not be soft-hearted; he would just start killing.
However, this group of young nobles had softer bones than he had imagined.
It didn't take much beating before they all surrendered.
Bring them up!
Temujin waved his hand.
Soon.
Over a thousand people, dressed in magnificent robes and bound tightly all over, were escorted up in a massive group, wearing expressions of fear and hatred.
Tell me, what exactly is the conspiracy of the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou!
Temujin didn't waste words and interrogated them directly.
Temujin! Stop your arrogance! The Female Emperor will soon come to save us!
someone in the crowd roared.
He stood up straight, holding his head high, and spoke with an arrogant face.
If you release us now, there's still time! Otherwise, there's only a dead end for you!
Now that the Female Emperor had arrived.
They naturally felt completely confident.
That's right! You're just a mere barbarian, how dare you be so insolent!
The others also followed suit and shouted.
In an instant.
All the people from the noble families became highly spirited.
Hahaha!
Seeing this, Temujin laughed instead of getting angry.
He swept a cold glance over this group of young nobles and said in a harsh tone.
Men, kill them!
In an instant.
Blades flashed.
Blood spurted.
Screams and wails echoed endlessly!
The young nobles who had been so high-spirited just a moment ago were slaughtered one after another.
In a short moment, half of the over a thousand young nobles were killed!
Blood flowed like a river!
Temujin's gaze was ice-cold as he sat on his horse, looking down at the remaining young nobles.
Now, tell me, what conspiracy does the Female Emperor actually have!
The remaining young nobles were thoroughly terrified.
Each of them turned pale, their bodies trembling all over.
Even their leader had weak legs and almost collapsed to the ground.
Seeing the crowd fall silent, Temujin did not rush them.
He simply waved his hand again.
The flash of blades fell once more.
Another dozen young nobles were beheaded!
I'll talk! I'll talk!
Someone broke down, going completely limp and sprawling on the ground.
The Female Emperor has no conspiracy! These wheat fields are the property of our noble families.
I've said everything, I beg the Great Khan to spare my life!
A group of young nobles repeatedly echoed him.
They knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
Temujin narrowed his eyes, his gaze landing on the crowd.
He waved his hand once more.
Over a dozen Mongolian generals stepped forward, raised their butcher knives, and began a massacre!
Ah! Spare us! Everything we said is true!
Great Khan, don't kill us!
Their wails shook the heavens and resounded through the clouds.
In the end.
Fewer than a hundred people remained.
Seeing the ground littered with corpses, this group of people was frightened out of their wits, shivering uncontrollably.
Temujin's gaze swept over them as he said coldly:
Do you take me for a three-year-old child?
Hmph! I am not that stupid!
How could the dignified Female Emperor of Wu Zhou be so foolish?
Even an incompetent ruler could not possibly issue such an absurd order!
Moreover, after experiencing the Female Emperor's deception last time.
Temujin no longer dared to trust the people of the Central Plains.
To him, they were all cunning liars!
Khan! Please, you must believe us!
A young noble knelt on the ground, gripping Temujin's boots, pleading bitterly.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou is just an incompetent ruler, just a fool! As long as you lead your army to charge down, you will definitely capture her!
Please don't kill us, we really aren't lying to you!
In order to survive, he would resort to any means necessary.
He even sold out the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou.
Temujin stared at this young noble for a moment, then suddenly grinned, revealing a cold sneer, and slashed with a backhand strike.
Blood splattered.
This young noble's head fell to the ground.
Good, good, good! It seems you young nobles are truly loyal to the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou!
You are all fabricating lies to deceive me!
Do you think I would fall for it?
As Temujin spoke, he raised his arm high.
Kill!
With one final wave of his hand.
Blades flashed and swords shadowed.
The remaining young nobles were slaughtered amidst their screams.
Before they died, their faces still showed expressions of confusion and disbelief.
Since when did their group of selfish, cowardly nobles become loyal to the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou?
Watching this group of people being slaughtered to the last man, Temujin felt a sincere admiration in his heart.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou is indeed extraordinary. Even the insatiably greedy noble families are willing to lay down their lives for her, not hesitating to die just to continue deceiving me.
This is a true hero of a generation!
Temujin's gaze grew increasingly solemn.
He had already predicted it; the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou definitely had a massive conspiracy!
Just as Temujin was hesitating.
However, right at this moment.
Report!
A Mongolian cavalryman galloped over, dismounted, and immediately rushed in front of Temujin, kneeling on one knee.
Reporting to the Khan, Qin Xiao's army is already fifty miles away!
As soon as these words were spoken.
The entire scene exploded in an uproar!
What? Qin Xiao is coming?
Have ten days passed so quickly?
What do we do? We haven't managed to plunder any grain yet, what should we do!
We're doomed! A wolf in front and a tiger behind, this is sending us to our deaths!
All of a sudden, panic spread among the troops.
Temujin's eyelids twitched, and he clenched his fists.
Stay calm! What are you panicking for!
His furious shout exploded like a clap of thunder.
Instantly, no one dared to make a sound.
Sitting on his horse, Temujin's gaze flashed like lightning as he looked around the entire scene.
So what if Qin Xiao has come?
His tone was steady, his gaze firm, and his whole body exuded intense confidence.
Our great Mongolian iron cavalry fears no powerful enemy!
If Qin Xiao dares to come, can't we just run?
Our Mongolian steeds are the fastest in the world! Qin Xiao is only fit to eat dust behind me!
The officers and soldiers seemed to remember something.
Not long ago, Qin Xiao led an army of five hundred thousand.
Didn't he still fail to catch up to them?
Modun and Xieli Khan exchanged a glance, the corners of their mouths twitching wildly.
Good heavens.
Temujin had used the toughest attitude to say the most cowardly words.
Modun took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Then what do we do now?
Do we fight Qin Xiao, or do we fight the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou?
At this very moment, everyone's eyes turned to Temujin.
Waiting for him to make up his mind.
Temujin did not hesitate and spoke directly.
Move the army out!
We will fight the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou until the bitter end!
What a joke?
Letting him fight Qin Xiao, how was that any different from courting death?
Even if the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou was incredibly mysterious, giving people a sense of unknown fear.
But Temujin would rather face the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou than cross swords with Qin Xiao.
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e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
