A million grassland cavalrymen fled in sheer panic.
Each of them looked thoroughly battered and exhausted, completely stripped of the majestic aura they had when sweeping across Wuzhou moments ago!
Qin Xiao watched the billowing dust in the distance and the retreating figures of the million-strong army, his mouth twitching.
Isn't this escape speed a bit too fast?
Weren't they acting incredibly arrogant just a moment ago?
Claiming to be invincible in the world.
How come they are running away now?
Qin Xiao shook his head helplessly.
He swept his gaze around.
He noticed many Wuzhou soldiers kneeling on the ground, motionless and shivering.
"Your Majesty, how should we deal with these soldiers?"
"Keeping them is useless, and they will only waste our provisions... Should we just kill them?"
Jia Xu stepped forward to ask, offering his suggestion.
Qin Xiao thought for a moment and waved his hand.
"There's no need. Aren't we short of manpower for building the Great Wall? Send them to build the Great Wall."
Hearing this, the Wuzhou soldiers collectively breathed a long sigh of relief.
As long as they didn't have to die, anything was acceptable.
Their fate was thus decided by a single sentence from Qin Xiao.
"Let's go! Continue the pursuit of Temujin!"
Qin Xiao waved his large hand.
Thinking for a second, he added.
"Remember, we must give Temujin a sense of pressure, but do not follow too closely!"
The officers and soldiers cupped their fists in obedience.
Their faces were filled with profound, knowing smiles.
Soon,
The five hundred thousand Qin troops resumed their pursuit of Temujin.
The speed of the pursuit was neither fast nor slow, always hanging steadily at the rear of Temujin's army!
The waves of battle cries coming from behind, along with the approaching hoofbeats of the Qin army, made Temujin's scalp tingle with dread.
"Faster! Go faster!"
Temujin urged.
However,
No matter how he issued orders and desperately urged his men, the Qin army led by Qin Xiao simply trailed behind at a leisurely pace.
Temujin's face turned pale, and the string of tension in his heart was pulled tighter and tighter!
Just as he was about to snap, they finally arrived at the Wuzhou border!
There was a Wuzhou city here.
What came into view was the Border Pass City.
On the city walls stood a general of his grassland.
"The Mongol King has returned!"
Up on the city wall.
As soon as the grassland general saw Temujin, he immediately shouted in excitement.
Beside him,
The Wuzhou defending general frowned.
"Didn't the Mongol King go to attack Great Qin? Why is he back now?"
He was thoroughly confused.
Temujin rode his horse to the base of the wall, looked up, and shouted.
"Quickly, open the gates! Let this King into the city!"
The grassland general immediately nodded.
"Open the gates!"
The Wuzhou general beside him, however, took a step forward.
"Stop!"
He frowned, looked at Temujin, and questioned coldly.
"Mongol King, why have you returned so suddenly?"
"If you do not give an explanation, these gates will absolutely not be opened today!"
His icy gaze swept the area around Temujin, but he did not spot General White Fox.
The unease in his heart grew stronger.
Hearing this, Temujin's eyes turned freezing cold, and rage surged in his heart.
"Hmph! A mere defending general dares to question this King!"
Without another word, his gaze chilled as he issued an order to the grassland general on the wall.
"Do it!"
The instant his words fell.
The grassland general decisively drew his blade and struck off the head of the Wuzhou defending general!
Blood spurted wildly!
Even in death, the Wuzhou general wore an expression of sheer disbelief!
The surrounding Wuzhou soldiers looked on in horror.
"The general is dead!"
"The grassland barbarians have rebelled!"
"Kill! Kill them!"
The Wuzhou soldiers were enraged, raising their weapons and clashing fiercely with the grassland troops!
But by this time, the city gates were already open.
The million-strong grassland army surged in like a rolling tide!
Temujin immediately sent his men to slaughter the group of Wuzhou soldiers to the last man!
After everything was settled.
Temujin's heart finally settled down.
"Fortunately, this King held a trick up his sleeve and stationed men in this border city, otherwise... the consequences would be unimaginable!"
A sense of relief rose in Temujin's heart.
This casually placed arrangement actually allowed him to escape disaster!
He stood on the city wall, looking down.
In the distance, the mighty Great Qin army was vast and imposing, their banners fluttering fiercely in the wind!
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Qin Xiao, you are one step too slow after all!"
Modun could not help but laugh, greedily gulping down mouthfuls of fresh air.
"We are still alive, this is great!"
Xieli Khan also nodded, his eyes full of the joy of survival.
"Being able to survive against Qin Xiao, we've already won big!"
"By the way, Mongol King, what should we do next?"
Both of them looked at Temujin.
Waiting for him to make a decision.
Temujin turned around and gazed into the distance, looking over the vast territory of Wuzhou.
He opened his arms as if to embrace the entirety of Wuzhou!
"Since we are already here, of course we must take something back with us!"
His eyes were icy cold and brimming with murderous intent!
"The Wuzhou Empress has bullied us too much! If I do not avenge this grudge, I, Temujin, swear I am not a man!"
Modun and Xieli Khan exchanged a glance, blazing fire erupting in their eyes!
"Indeed! The Empress dared to make fools of us! Then she shouldn't blame us grassland men for our revenge!"
"Let our horses trample Wuzhou! Plunder their grain!"
The two revealed ferocious expressions, a menacing aura rising from their bodies!
Temujin nodded heavily.
He then raised his hand and called over the grassland general from earlier.
"What is your name?"
The grassland general was overjoyed and knelt on one knee.
"Great Khan! This humble general is Tuoba Lie!"
Temujin waved his large hand.
"From this moment on, Tuoba Lie, you are the defending general of this city!"
"This King will leave behind a hundred thousand troops to guard the Border Pass City. Remember, you are only to defend and not attack! You must not engage in battle with Qin Xiao! Even if Qin Xiao provokes you, under no circumstances are you to ride out and fight!"
Hearing this, Tuoba Lie was extremely thrilled.
He had just been instantly promoted from a minor deputy general to a great general!
And a great general commanding a hundred thousand troops at that!
None of the surrounding officers and soldiers showed any jealousy or dissatisfaction.
In fact, the looks they directed at Tuoba Lie carried sympathy.
After all, this meant he had to deal with Qin Xiao!
Even if it was just defending, not a single person present was willing to make an enemy of Qin Xiao.
Temujin patted Tuoba Lie heavily on the shoulder.
"You only need to hold the city for ten days!"
"If the city does not fall in ten days, you will be the hero of our grassland people!"
"Even if after ten days, your hundred thousand troops are completely wiped out and you flee with a few men, you will still be a warrior of our grassland people!"
These ten days were the most crucial moment for Temujin!
It was his window of opportunity to lead his army south to plunder grain.
If the city fell within ten days, Temujin would not have enough time.
By then, with the Wuzhou army in front of him and Qin Xiao behind him, he would absolutely be crushed to death in a pincer attack!
Ten days was his absolute bottom line!
"But if the city falls within ten days..."
Temujin's tone suddenly shifted, his eyes turning grim and cold.
"Then you don't need to come back alive!"
Relying heavily on Tuoba Lie was something Temujin did out of necessity.
The men around him were all unrefined brutes.
They knew nothing but how to fight.
Only Tuoba Lie could be considered somewhat clever.
If Tuoba Lie hadn't opened the city gates at the critical moment and killed the defending general just now, they would have been in massive trouble!
Temujin had taken note of all of this.
"Do not disappoint this King!"
After speaking, Temujin turned around directly.
"All forces, hear my command! March south! Attack Wuzhou!!"
He took the lead on his horse, guiding the remaining nine hundred thousand grassland troops like a mighty flood sweeping away into the distance.
Tuoba Lie watched Temujin's retreating back, his expression resolute as he nodded heavily.
"Rest assured, Great Khan! This humble general will defend this city to the death for ten days! I will absolutely not let Qin Xiao breach the walls!"
His voice echoed loudly across the city walls, deafening and powerful.
A long while later.
Only when Temujin's figure completely vanished from his sight did he slowly stand up.
A burst of wild ecstasy erupted in his eyes!
In just a fleeting moment, his identity had undergone an earth-shattering reversal!
"Thank you for your guidance, gentlemen. Please, reveal yourselves so that I may properly greet you."
He bowed deeply toward the seemingly empty city wall, his voice filled with respect.
Just as he lowered his head, two figures stepped out from the shadows of the wall—one tall, the other burly.
The tall one was slender and dressed in a flowing white robe. With a handsome face and an elegant, refined aura, he looked every bit the part of a well-read scholar.
However, deep within his eyes lurked a faint, chilling glint.
It was like a venomous snake hiding in the dark, ready to strike at any moment!
The burly figure was heavily built and clad in black. A smile played on his lips, and his hand rested casually on the hilt of his sword.
Despite his imposing size, he too carried an air of scholarly refinement, appearing as a courteous and modest gentleman.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
