"General Liang? How come you're with the soldiers from Dongjin?"

Liang Jie did not answer the soldier's question, but instead asked, "Have you surrendered to Western Qin?"

As he spoke, he slashed and killed a soldier from one of the foreign nations.

Afterwards, they halted the advance of soldiers from other nations.

The leading Northern Qi soldier silently lowered his head, saying, "If we don't surrender, we'll only face death."

"Surrendering to Western Qin is just another dead end." Liang Jie waved to the Northern Qi soldiers who were still charging forward, while his men continued their actions, killing soldiers from other states.

"Soldiers, do you see the corpses on the ground? Anyone who charges forward will suffer the same fate!"

"A dead end?" the deep voice said.

Then a man was seen leaning down and floating down.

He was dressed in blue and had a very handsome appearance; his presence at this moment seemed somewhat out of place.

"Who?" Liang Jie looked at the man in front of him carefully. He felt that the man looked familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't remember him.

In the shadows, Captain Qin's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, but he still couldn't figure out who the blue-clad man in front of him was.

Ling Yun and Ling Zhi were also completely baffled.

Their brains became confused.

But they were certain that the man was quite capable; he had managed to gather 100,000 surrendered soldiers from Northern Qi, along with all the original generals and soldiers from various states—a total of one million troops—and...

The 100,000 elite troops of Western Qin that had already been wiped out.

Hidden in the shadows, Qiu Dayu and Xia Minhan, though confused, knew they were once again in danger.

Qiu Dayu thought to himself, "This man is such a waste of his good looks. It's a pity he's an enemy."

"Who are you?" Liang Jie asked.

"Who am I?" The man pointed to his nose. "Who am I?" What a ridiculous question.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" Liang Jie raised his voice.

Originally, he believed that the world would undoubtedly belong to Dongjin.

But unexpectedly, a man in blue suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Who I am is not important," the man sneered.

"Liang Jie, don't forget, you're from Northern Qi. How can you be a lackey of Dongjin?" The man gave Liang Jie a disdainful look.

Looking back at the million-strong army behind him,

"Charge!"

"Wait a minute!"

Ling Yun rushed out quickly, "Stranger, you are very capable, but do you know that our gunpowder has no eyes?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the musket in his hand was already pointed at the man's forehead.

"Oh? Is that so?" The man smiled, his face beaming.

"You can ask me to stop, but hand over your commander, Gu Qian, and I will withdraw my troops immediately."

"I'm here!"

A faint, weak voice sounded from beside me.

The man turned around and saw a man wearing a light veil and a bamboo hat standing in front of him.

He glanced with surprise at the weak figure, whose straw hat fluttered in the wind.

"You're Gu Qian?"

"Exactly."

At the same moment, Qiu Dayu and the other soldiers of Dongjin were both surprised and delighted.

"General?" Ling Yun glanced back, his grip on the musket never loosening.

"The general is awake?"

"He's awake!"

Two more voices rang out at the same time.

Commandant Qin, with his lofty ambitions and boundless spirit, was incredibly excited.

Qin Xiaowei and Ling Zhi both stood up and emerged from the shadows, appearing beside the bamboo hat.

"Why are you afraid to see people?" the man asked.

"His face is disfigured."

After listening, the man carefully examined the scarred jawline beneath the straw hat.

"You're really lucky."

"Who exactly are you? Could it be that you also want to contend for this world?"

"The world?" the man sneered.

"I'm determined to take this world!" To achieve his wish, he didn't care about fighting for this great land.

He drew his longsword and pointed it at the calm face beneath the bamboo hat.