"You're overthinking it. You are the invincible War God, King Ji. You will return! You definitely will!"

Beitang Feng could no longer tell whether he was speaking to Jun Wuji or to himself.

Jun Wuji didn't speak, but glanced at Beitang Feng, pushed the divorce papers on the table in front of Beitang Feng, and then turned and left.

The next day.

Outside the city gate of the capital.

As autumn arrives, and it is early morning, the weather is getting colder, and even the air is filled with a chill.

"Waaah, my husband, you must be careful where you are. Even if the food isn't very good, you must eat plenty and never go hungry."

The children and I will be waiting for you at home. Please come back safely.

A woman standing not far away was pulling the man along, giving him instructions while crying with tears streaming down her face.

She gripped the man's hand tightly, as if afraid that letting go would be a final farewell.

"My wife, you've said this so many times. I can't bear to leave you and the children. I'll definitely return safely."

You need to live a good life at home, take good care of your parents-in-law, and keep an eye on the naughty children.

He was also worried about his family, but now that the enemy was invading, every citizen had a responsibility for the fate of the nation, so he had to go.

It wasn't just them; the entire surrounding area was filled with an atmosphere of sorrow and parting.

At the forefront of the army, Jun Wuji was clad in black armor, with a tall black steed behind him.

His large hands, calloused from years of wielding a sword, were now being held by the petite woman beside him.

This scene before her was one she had witnessed countless times a thousand years ago, yet back then, she remained completely unmoved.

But today, at this very moment, holding Jun Wuji's hand, she even felt her eyes welling up with tears.

Jun Wuji raised his other hand and pulled Di Beiyao into his arms. Neither of them uttered a word; only the sound of their heartbeats could be heard, as if the world had shrunk to just the two of them.

After a long while, he slowly released the person in his arms, his long, narrow phoenix eyes filled with a hint of reluctance.

"Yao'er, don't worry, stay home and wait for me to come back, okay?"

"Okay, don't go back on your word, or I'll come find you myself. I mean what I say!"

The unwavering determination in Di Beiyao's dark eyes was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Jun Wuji frowned slightly, about to speak, but Di Beiyao covered his lips with his hand.

"I mean what I say. If you don't want me to go to the battlefield, you'd better not go back on your word."

Jun Wuji finally sighed helplessly and patted Di Beiyao's head with his large hand.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The war drums sounded, and the army was preparing to set off!

Di Beiyao's heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, his hand involuntarily grabbed the hem of Jun Wuji's sleeve.

Jun Wuji pulled Di Beiyao into his arms, held him tightly, and then quickly released him.

Take care of yourself! I'll be back in triumph!

After speaking, he gave Di Beiyao a deep look with his narrow phoenix eyes, then turned and leaped onto his horse.

"Reorganize the troops!" Jun Wuji's cold, icy voice rang out.

Emperor Jun Linzhou stood on the high platform, holding a cup of wine in his hand.

"An army is raised for a thousand days to be used for one. My lords, I know that fear is inevitable when faced with life and death."

But I hope you all understand: if the country survives, the family survives; if the country perishes, the family perishes. The country comes first, then the family!

Now, the enemy countries on the border have joined forces to invade the territory of our Canglan Kingdom. For the sake of our Canglan Kingdom, for the sake of your loved ones, and for the sake of yourselves, we have no way out but to fight!

To protect our loved ones and our nation! I wish all my soldiers swift victory, glorious return, and triumphant triumph!

After saying that, he drank the wine in his hand in one gulp.

The soldiers below also downed their drinks in one gulp, shouting, "We will certainly live up to His Majesty's expectations! Long live the Emperor! Drink! Drink! Drink!"

The army's bugle sounded.

Led by Jun Wuji, a massive army of 100,000 surged forth, their banners fluttering in the wind as horns sounded.

The troops set off for battle!