Outside the Imperial City, smoke and clouds shrouded the sky. The deafening sound of iron hooves echoed through the clouds.
On the city wall, the defending soldiers saw an endless sea of Beiliang cavalry banners billowing in the wind amidst the rolling clouds of dust. The golden spears and iron horses of Beiliang's forces charged forward with the momentum of a thundering river.
"Hurry!"
"Quick, go report to His Majesty, the Beiliang iron cavalry are here!"
A defending general immediately dispatched someone to hurriedly report back to the Imperial Palace.
At that moment, leading the Beiliang iron cavalry was Li Beixiong. Following behind him were Gao Shun, Li Ergou, Fang Xuanling, Lu Renjia, Shan Pao, the Seven Heroes of Beiliang, and more iron cavalrymen. They halted outside the city gates.
"Sir, shall we storm the city gates now and slaughter them, leaving not even a shred of armor?"
With the powerful Fang Xuanling present, Li Beixiong felt no fear towards the capital.
"Your Highness, according to the message from the young master, he has arrived with the Grand Army of Wu at the outskirts of the capital. It won't be long before they get here, so we should wait for the young master first," Fang Xuanling said with a smile.
Hearing this, Li Beixiong nodded in agreement.
Having heard that his beloved eldest son had slain the King of Wu and taken command of his million-strong army, he was overjoyed.
It could be said that Liyang already belonged to the Li family now!
As for the worthless emperor in the palace, how could he withstand the iron hooves of Beiliang?
He would join his brilliant eldest son in personally overthrowing the Liyang Dynasty.
"Alright, we'll wait for my outstanding son first!"
"Men, rest here for now. Once my son arrives, we attack the capital!"
Li Beixiong spoke spiritedly to his officers and men.
Immediately, the hundred thousand Beiliang iron cavalry halted outside the city gates, awaiting Li Luo's arrival.
The Beiliang forces camping outside the city walls attracted the attention of citizens within.
Many assumed the Beiliang cavalry were waiting for the Grand Army of Wu, intending to fight a decisive battle outside the city.
"Impressive... As expected of Liyang's most elite forces..."
"Why doesn't the Lord of Beiliang lead his troops to storm the capital?"
"I suppose they're waiting for the King of Wu... After all, defeating him would mean all under heaven belongs to Beiliang!"
"I see... They say the King of Wu commands a million soldiers. Beiliang only has a hundred thousand. How can they be his match?"
"Fool, do you think this ordinary army?"
"This is a force capable of summoning military souls!"
"Years ago, with just a hundred thousand men, the Lord of Beiliang routed the mighty forces of the Shenyu Dynasty..."
"Too right... The only force that could rival our Beiliang iron cavalry was the Black Cavalry Army of the Nanyun Kingdom, and they've already been destroyed by us..."
"..."
Inside the imperial palace, Qin Yun also received the news.
"Heh..."
"Lord of Beiliang, since you wish to fight the King of Wu to the death, then fight."
"The one who laughs last is Liyang..."
Qin Yun coldly snorted before immediately donning golden battle armor!
The moment the battle between Beiliang and Wu ended, he would lead the five hundred thousand imperial guards to attack.
About half a day later, the million-strong army came into view.
At that moment, the common people of the capital watched the two assembled forces outside the city walls with grave expressions.
Just as all expected fighting to break out immediately, several figures quietly emerged before the million-man army.
The people saw the leader of the group was a young man in white, extremely youthful in appearance.
However, what happened next left countless dumbfounded.
The moment this white-robed youth appeared, the hundred thousand Beiliang iron cavalry dismounted as one and knelt down before him.
"Greetings to the Crown Prince!"
The thunderous shout resonated throughout the entire capital.
At this moment, many were shocked speechless.
"What... Did I hear that right? The Beiliang cavalry called that young man the Crown Prince..."
"You heard correctly. The only one who could make the Beiliang iron cavalry act like that is the Crown Prince of Beiliang... Li Luo!"
"What... That's Li Luo?"
"No doubt... I've been to Beiliang before and seen the Crown Prince from afar..."
"But how... How is he with the million-man army of Wu? Where is the King of Wu?"
"Since Li Luo is with the Wu army... It means the Crown Prince has likely... slain the King of Wu..."
Hearing this, all inhaled sharply in shock as they gazed upon Li Luo.
While some found it hard to believe, the lack of the Wu King's presence spoke volumes...
Atop his warhorse, Li Luo saw the kneeling Beiliang cavalry and waved for them to rise.
"At ease!"
The Beiliang iron cavalry remounted their steeds.
"Hahaha..."
"My boy, your father has been waiting for you to launch the final attack!"
Seeing the million-strong Wu army, Li Beixiong was elated.
While not as strong as his Beiliang iron cavalry, they could still be put to use after conquering Liyang.
"Father, let's begin," said Li Luo.
"Lu Renjia, Shan Pao, open the city gates..."
Li Luo laughed lightly. No sooner had he finished speaking than a giant ink bird emerged behind him.
The nervous soldiers atop the city wall quickly fired arrows at the approaching bird.
But before they could react, Lu Renjia and Shan Pao leapt up onto the walls.
"Ink comes to life!"
"Vermin creatures!"
"Buzz...buzz..."
"..."
Soon, agonized screams rang out from the city towers.
Next, with Lu Renjia's sorcery and the pushing of two colossal creatures, Wind God and Thunder God, the tightly shut city gates slowly opened.
"Hahaha!"
"Let's go, Beiliang iron cavalry! Follow me and take the imperial palace!"
"Charge!"
Li Beixiong laughed loudly and eagerly led the Beiliang cavalry to storm the city.
Seeing his impatient father, Li Luo smiled helplessly and followed close behind with his men.
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."
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end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
