Ye Wanqing's hysterical laughter and shouting in the dream were still ringing in my ears, and in the blink of an eye, the scene shifted to a battlefield filled with swords and spears.
Fu Yi was seen wearing fine black iron armor, holding a long-handled double-edged axe, sitting on a hill of corpses. His blood-stained hands gently stroked the double-edged axe, the blade of which had been curled beyond recognition.
His messy hair was stained with blood and mud, and was tied into clumps, hanging messily on both sides of his handsome face.
Fu Yifeng lowered his eyes slightly, stroking the axe blade while muttering, "Averting disaster, can you accompany me a little longer? There are too many traitors in this world, and it's impossible to kill them all...
I'm afraid I won't be able to keep the promise I made to my sister and Murong Yan."
Ye Wanqing floated to his side and heard his slightly vicissitudes of life voice full of fatigue. He said: "I'm so tired."
At this time, loud voices were heard on the dusty battlefield, and black flags surrounded them from all directions. On the fluttering black flags, the word "Jiang" was embroidered with a gold border and a white background.
Armored soldiers holding spears surrounded the mountain of corpses. Behind the soldiers, the black flag with the word "Jiang" fluttered and waved.
The army surrounded them.
"Lord Regent, the 400,000 southern troops have been annihilated. You are already at the end of your strength. Why are you still resisting stubbornly?" The leading general, wearing a visored helmet and riding an iron cavalry horse, stood calmly in the encirclement.
"Hmph, he's just a smug villain who took advantage of a loose end." Fu Yi snorted coldly, tightly gripping the long-handled double-edged axe whose blade had been curled beyond recognition. He stood up, his posture upright, like a lonely and proud king, standing tall on a mountain of corpses.
He looked down at the Iron-faced General beneath the mountain of corpses and asked calmly, "Dongyi Black Sail Army, what are your plans now that you've conquered the world?"
The Iron-faced General replied, "I will return this world to its people."
Fu Yi raised his head and laughed wildly, "I am surprised that there are people with such ambitions in the Black Sail Army."
Several warriors rushed up the pile of corpses with spears in hand. Fu Yi swung his axe with a cold expression, and several people fell backwards to the ground, becoming part of the pile of corpses.
The Iron-faced General drew out his sword from his horse with a loud noise. It was a three-foot-long embroidered sword. He flew up and stepped on the mountain of corpses to reach the same height as Fu Yi.
"The Embroidered Spring Sword is not suitable for the battlefield."
"Heh, try it."
Ye Wanqing was floating in the encirclement of thousands of troops. She felt the sky was flooded with red light and all the scenes around her became blurred. Only Fu Yi and the Iron-faced General were left fighting on the mountain of corpses. Their bodies turned into black silhouettes. Under the crimson curtain, swords and axes were wielded, and soldiers and generals were fighting.
They fought for a long time. Finally, the embroidered spring sword in the Iron-faced General's hand emitted a dazzling white light, dispersing the scarlet sky and engulfing the dark silhouette of Fu Yi's body. The scarlet eyes in the silhouette gradually dimmed and were submerged in a white light.
With a clang, the Embroidered Spring Sword was sheathed. The Iron-faced General turned his head slightly, took off the iron mask on his face, revealing an extremely handsome face.
He said coldly: "Regent Shen Xu, your era is over."
Fu Yi stood there stiffly, supporting the broken axe with his hand. His bloodied lips curled up slightly, and his voice was not loud, but sonorous and powerful, "I am the Lord of the Southern Territory, Shen Yi."
The iron-faced general stood back to back with him and whispered, "Oh, a nobody."
The axe handle broke and the man fell to the ground.
The devil and his ward off evil have fallen.
(rang zai means to drive away evil spirits)
......
In a blink of an eye, the handsome and elegant Iron-faced General arrived at the Yong'an Imperial City. He was wearing iron armor, with one hand resting on the Embroidered Spring Sword, and strode into the palace.
The emperor seemed to be very ill. He could no longer sit upright on the dragon throne and could only lean on it weakly. When he saw the visitor, he was too weak to stand up and could only whisper something to Xu Wanrong who was serving beside him.
Xu Wanrong stood up. She looked graceful and beautiful, but her face was full of sadness.
She glanced at the handsome and extraordinary Iron-faced General standing in the hall, lowered her head and said:
"The young master of the Dongyi tribe is young and capable. He has been promoted to regent for his meritorious service in punishing bandits. I am seriously ill and unable to govern. I hope the young master can assist me in governing the country."
The Iron-faced General did not say a word. Under the gaze of all the civil and military officials in the court, he came in iron armor and left in iron armor.
Yong'an City was once again plunged into chaos. Soldiers armed with spears, swords and halberds broke into people's homes everywhere, claiming to eliminate the rebels and wipe out the remaining rebels.
They killed and looted in Yong'an City, and the scene was filled with panic and misery everywhere.
The soldiers broke into Shen Xu's mansion, looted property wantonly, and brutally slaughtered the mansion's servants.
They found Ye Wanqing who was imprisoned and tore off her clothes, intending to commit beastly acts on her.
Ye Wanqing floated aside, unable to bear to look.
"Stop!" A stern voice rang out from behind her. The Iron-faced General stood behind her and shouted, "Arrest all these soldiers who took advantage of the chaos to commit evil and punish them by military law!
Spread my order: all soldiers, when entering the city, do not disturb the people. Anyone found looting property or causing harm to the people will be punished by military law!
He took off his cloak, helped the frightened and trembling Ye Wanqing up, and gently put the cloak on her.
He said, "You are the daughter of my father's old friend. I will take good care of you from now on."
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At the night banquet in the palace, Xu Wanrong rewarded the meritorious officials on behalf of the emperor and invited ministers from the court and some generals of the Dongyi Army.
She put on the light pink gradient Liuxian dress again. The flowing gauze and soft smoke gauze were gorgeous and elegant.
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