"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!!"

"My lord!!!"

"Don't break down!!!"

Zhao Cheng landed right where Alagas was sitting cross-legged, pinning Alagas down. Zhao Hu quickly pulled Zhao Cheng into his arms, tears welling up in his eyes.

"What's there to yell about..." Zhao Cheng said weakly, and casually slapped Zhao Hu's face, saying, "I won't die..."

Heng Wenhao's hand quickly roamed over Zhao Cheng's body, checking his injuries, and said, "Your Majesty's ribs are broken."

"Don't touch it," Zhao Cheng said weakly. "Be careful of poisoning."

Heng Wenhao and Zhao Hu were stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

“Look at that guy,” Zhao Cheng said, pointing at Wen Hu.

Following Zhao Cheng's finger, the two saw Wen Hu stagger back a few steps, then slowly retreat back to the dragon throne and sit down, looking at his trembling hands.

Zhao Hu's eyes lit up and he immediately exclaimed, "The Thorn-Scale Armor!"

Zhao Cheng forced a smile and said, "Your brain came looking for you from home."

Heng Wenhao also realized what had happened and immediately understood everything. He exclaimed in shock, "Your Majesty, you used yourself as bait to lure Wen Hu into a trap and poison him?!"

Zhao Cheng sighed, "There's no other way. Zhou Chuan and the others are too incompetent. I have no choice but to take matters into my own hands."

Zhao Hu suddenly realized what was happening, his eyes already bloodshot, and roared at Zhou Chuan, "What are you all standing there for? Kill him!!!"

"I'll go find the accompanying medic!" Heng Wenhao understood Zhao Hu's emotions and immediately did what was most important at that moment.

Zhou Chuan also realized what was happening and explained to Gong Xue, Bei Duo, and Yelü Yan, "Wen Hu has been poisoned by the Thorn Scale Armor, and he can't gather his inner strength right now. This is our only chance!"

Upon hearing this, the three dared not delay and launched another fierce attack on Wen Hu.

They knew very well that this was an opportunity Zhao Cheng had risked his life for.

If Wen Hu's palm strike had been any heavier, or if he had had the chance to use his knife against Zhao Cheng, Zhao Cheng would most likely have been killed!

Zhao Cheng has no martial arts skills at all.

He was gambling with his life!

It's no wonder Zhao Hu was so furious that someone who valued his life so much risked it to create an opportunity for them.

If they still cannot kill Wen Hu, then these four grandmasters will become a disgrace.

Wen Hu realized something was wrong and immediately abandoned his previous arrogance. He stepped on the dragon throne and flew out through the hole in the roof.

He's trying to run!

If Wen Hu were to escape, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains, leading to endless troubles.

Then Zhao Cheng's adventure would be meaningless.

With this thought in mind, the four of them disregarded everything else and quickly caught up with Wen Hu, exhausting all their physical potential and internal energy to unleash a combined attack on him.

"King's Sword!!"

"A single sword strike severing all ties!!"

"Ten thousand horses galloping!!"

"Sandstorm Blade!!"

Four different forces surged out wildly, then merged into a huge energy that spread outwards. Wen Hu had only flown a short distance from the palace when he was swept away by this energy.

The sword energy and blade power tore at Wen Hu's body, and the energy shrank smaller and smaller, as if it wanted to drill into Wen Hu's body and destroy his soul.

Wen Hu screamed and howled within the energy, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the golden knife, eventually turning into golden fragments.

A shard of glass floated past Wen Hu's eyes, tearing a gash in the corner of his eye.

Bang!!!

The energy cluster finally exploded, and Wen Hu was thrown out, landing directly outside Yongliang City.

When Zhou Chuan and the others arrived at the plain outside Yongliang City, Wen Hu was still struggling on the ground, seemingly using all his strength to make one of his legs squat.

He still wanted to stand up.

Gong Xue thrust her sword at Wen Hu's knee. Wen Hu could no longer make a sound and knelt down, supporting his swaying body.

Seeing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This battle is over.

To everyone's surprise, Wen Hu was so terrifying that he almost single-handedly broke the winning streak.

However, Zhao Han also changed the situation single-handedly.

He was someone who knew absolutely no martial arts skills.

Upon seeing Zhao Cheng's arrival, Beido and Yelü Yan were the first to kneel and pay their respects.

To Zhao Han, they were foreign subjects and did not need to act this way, but at this moment they genuinely admired Zhao Cheng.

Zhou Chuan said, "Your Majesty, your injury..."

Zhao Cheng raised his hand, looked at Wen Hu, and said, "At this moment, I want to witness it with my own eyes."

Gong Xue raised her sword and said, "His Majesty promised me."

Zhao Cheng nodded and said, "Wen Hu, is there anything else you want to say?"

Wen Hu slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment, anger, and despair, but he couldn't utter a word.

"It seems there's nothing more to say." Zhao Cheng gestured and said, "White Tiger General, please do as you please, kill Wen Hu to appease the spirits of the Yuan family from the previous dynasty."

Gong Xue tightened her grip on her sword and thrust it at Wen Hu, but instead of piercing him, she released a swift and powerful sword aura.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Wen Hu's body froze into ice at a visible speed, eventually turning into an ice sculpture.

He knelt on both knees, facing Yongliang, as if he were apologizing.

Gong Xue said, "He killed Yuan Li and his son Yuan Zhengzong in Yongliang City, so let him kneel here for eternity to atone for his sins!"

"White Tiger General, what a brilliant idea!" Zhao Cheng chuckled, then asked doubtfully, "Won't he break free of the ice?"

Gong Xue said, "Your Majesty, he is completely dead."

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "It's not that I'm afraid of an ice sculpture, it's just that after this place is opened to ticket sales, I'm worried that it might break through the ice and harm innocent tourists."

Gong Xue asked doubtfully, "Does it involve charging for tickets?"

"The evil deeds of such people should certainly be publicized to warn future generations!"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Zhao Cheng found Aragas in the crowd and said, "Grand Preceptor, you and the soldiers of Dayue have worked hard in this battle. Now that the war is over, you should lead your soldiers back first. After I return to Changsui, I will appoint the Xuanwu Divine General as an angel. I will not mistreat Dayue. Zhao Han and Dayue will always be brotherly nations!"

Aragas bowed to Zhao Cheng and said, "Then the Great Moon awaits Your Majesty's blessing and the arrival of the Xuanwu God General."

Zhou Chuan nodded slightly to Aragas, then glanced at Yelü Yan and said, "Tell the Supreme Emperor that I will definitely be there."

After the Dayue army left, Zhao Cheng looked at the important figures on his side and said, "Zhou Chuan, Gong Xue, you will return with me. Zhao Hu, Heng Wenhao, you will remain in Yongliang."

Zhao Hu and Heng Wenhao exchanged bewildered glances. What did this mean?

Zhao Cheng said loudly, "Haven't you two been saying that I haven't given you the opportunity to make a name for yourselves? Now that Yongliang City is in our hands, and Guliang County and Qinhuang County have also surrendered, the attitudes of Yichuan County, Xinbei County, and Jinran County in the distance are still unclear. I'm giving you the opportunity to recover the remaining territory of Wenjin. If you do well, your achievements will be the same as Xiao Luofeng's!"

The two were overjoyed and immediately accepted the order.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!!"