On the battlefield, amidst the carnage and bloodshed, the armies fought fiercely on the plains, while dark clouds silently shrouded the vast chasm in the sky.
The dark sky seemed to collapse in an instant, and a torrential downpour washed over the bright red ground.
Yuwen Yong coldly watched this scene and waved his hand behind him, "Bring the person up."
A woman dressed in a blood-red wedding gown suddenly appeared on the battlefield, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
When Shen Yan saw the person being held hostage, his originally indifferent expression suddenly changed, and the murderous intent that flashed in his eyes made people's hearts tremble and they subconsciously tighten their grip.
The wind howled, and the wind in the wilderness sounded like the swishing of wild beasts.
Yuwen Yong placed Chu Chang Le's body on his horse, looked at the man riding a tall horse opposite him, and said coldly.
"The people from the north kidnapped the princess, but fortunately we rescued her. Shen Kuo has already been strangled by Wang Hezhan himself. I have brought the princess's body to see Your Majesty to remind you that if you want her body, you'd better proceed according to plan."
Shen Yan stared at him with dark eyes and said in a deep voice, "Are you threatening me?"
Yuwen Yong snorted coldly and raised his knife, aiming it at the corpse.
"If Your Majesty does not agree, then this corpse will be crushed and torn apart by countless hooves, just like the flesh and blood of these thousands of soldiers. Such a delicate beauty, Your Majesty cannot bear to part with her."
"It's just a corpse. Do with it as you please."
Seeing his seemingly indifferent expression, Yuwen Yong laughed heartily, staring at his white hand gripping the reins tightly, and made a sarcastic remark.
"I had long heard that the Empress had died of poisoning, but His Majesty refused to believe she was dead. He kept her alive, using so-called corpse-stabilizing pills to preserve her body, and sent people to search extensively for Gu poison in Penglai and the southern border, raising Gu in her body day and night. With His Majesty being so stubborn, would he really be willing to let her become mincemeat---"
"Shut up, she's not dead!"
A sudden, furious shout interrupted the fierce battle. The sound of internal energy emanating from the shouts caused the surrounding soldiers to cough up blood, with blood gushing from their ears and noses.
Yuwen Yong was slightly shocked when he saw his face suddenly turn angry. He didn't want to pay attention to his crazy words and softened his tone with a few words.
"The people of Daqi have kidnapped the princess. Doesn't Your Majesty want to avenge her?"
Shen Yan looked at the woman in the heavy rain, and a few imperceptible blood vessels appeared in his eyes. How could someone who was in the Dragon City Palace be taken away by people from Northern Yan? They must be tired of living.
"Your Majesty has been planning this for so many years—killing the Emperor of Qi and dividing the Central Plains—you surely don't want it all to fall apart at the last minute."
Give me the person.
Yuwen Yong chuckled, "That won't do. I can't trust Your Majesty, who is so fickle."
Heavy rain mixed with howling winds raged through the dark night. The two sides were locked in a stalemate. The lamps burning pine resin illuminated the vast chasm, making the wilderness appear desolate and terrifying.
Shen Yan suppressed his murderous intent with all his might, and his face returned to its usual indifference.
How can I trust you?
Yuwen Yong raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "So what if you don't believe me?" But he wouldn't say that on his face, and instead smiled and said slowly.
"What we want is the head of the Great Qi Emperor. This corpse is of no use to us, so we will naturally return it to His Majesty."
Go to sleep holding his corpse; he's considered it bad luck.
Shen Yan is inherently suspicious and will not believe his words. If he can use her to threaten him today, he can use her to threaten him to withdraw his troops tomorrow.
He took out the porcelain bottle and threw it away, saying, "I ate it."
Yuwen Yong caught it in one gulp, anger rising in his heart, but seeing the sounds of battle raging in the distance, he didn't hesitate and swallowed it whole.
"Can Your Majesty rest assured now?"
“Send her back to the military camp.”
Yuwen Yong raised an eyebrow and ordered the soldiers behind him, "Send them back safely. If anything goes wrong, you'll lose your life."
"yes."
"Then I ask Your Majesty to lend Young Master a hand. I will first intercept the reinforcements from Great Qi. I hope that before Wang Hezhan arrives, Your Majesty and Young Master can join forces to kill the Emperor of Great Qi."
With a roar, the warhorse galloped away from the battlefield.
As Shen Yan watched the departing figures, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an unreadable light. He gestured to the soldiers behind him, who immediately understood and followed along the river.
Crimson blood stained the entire Lichuan Plain, limbs flew everywhere, severed arms lay strewn across corpses, and in the pouring rain, warhorses neighed and roared, while the glint of swords and spears in the sky seemed even sharper under the heavy rain.
Helian Ye was stabbed in the chest, and blood gushed down his soaked clothes, but he didn't care at all, his eyes fixed on the man in the crowd opposite him with a ruthless look.
Yan Beimo remained calm. The blood on his knife had been washed away by the heavy rain, and it now gleamed with a cold, piercing light.
The sounds of fierce fighting echoed across the vast wilderness, the cold wind howled and raged, and gusts of wind and rain roared, making the whole world desolate and bleak.
The army trapped in Yinshan in the north numbered less than 20,000. After fighting for so long, they still couldn't break through.
Helian Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "As expected of the Libei Army, which can fight against a hundred men single-handedly."
He Xing and Xuan Yao were both wounded and slashed several times. They stood coldly by Yan Bei Mo's side, relentlessly and tirelessly hacking away at him.
The torrential rain howled in the sky, and the deafening sound of horses' hooves suddenly rang out in the open field not far away.
Everyone looked on in astonishment as a dark mass of soldiers swept over like ferocious beasts. He Xing recognized the leader and roared in anger.
"It is the Northern Emperor."
Xuan Yao gripped his sword tightly, hissing as he looked at Yan Bei Mo, "Your Majesty, if this continues, we will all die. Fight your way out, you go first!"
Yan Beimo remained unmoved as he rode on his horse, calmly watching the two people who were surrounding him without uttering a word.
Shen Yan rushed in, exchanged a glance with Helian Ye, nodded to each other, and then bypassed the fighting soldiers, heading straight for Yan Beimo in the crowd.
This day was absolutely the most astonishing day in the history of Kyushu. In the early July of the third year of Jianyuan, the Emperor of Great Qi led his army to attack Gaozhou in the north, but was ambushed by the Northern Emperor and the young master of the Western Regions on the plains of Lichuan. After a day and a night of bloody fighting, the Emperor of Great Qi was no match for him and died in Lichuan.
The third Northern Expedition of the Great Qi Dynasty came to an end. When the news reached Jiankang, everyone in the court was in danger. With the death of the Great Qi Emperor, the Central Plains would fall into war, with various emperors vying for power and the country in turmoil.
The royal family of Yandu is embroiled in internal strife, with internal strife and external enemies launching a fierce attack, threatening to plunge the Central Plains into a bloody storm.
Night had fallen, and crows overhead fluttered past withered leaves and broken branches, making a piercing, flapping sound.
The voices of the midwives could be heard intermittently from inside the palace, and basin after basin of bloody water was brought out. The people guarding the courtyard prayed for peace.
A black figure suddenly flew down from the roof and walked to the side of the night hawk guarding outside the delivery room, whispering in his ear.
Night Hawk froze, his eyes widening in shock. Before he could say anything, the sound of a child crying inside the palace echoed throughout the entire palace grounds, startling those outside who cried out in delight.
"It's born! It's born---"
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