However, my Golden Horde is not solely composed of powerful warriors from the Vajra Bright Wheel Temple. Other brave warriors will surely come to the Great Zhou in the future, and I humbly request Your Majesty's guidance then."
At this point, Wendusu could only leave behind such a perfunctory remark.
The master of Vajra Minglun Temple was extremely prestigious in the Golden Horde, but his trip ended in failure in the Great Zhou Dynasty. One can imagine how severe the punishment he would be when he returned.
Zhou Heng was in high spirits and casually waved his hand, saying, "It doesn't matter. As long as your Golden Horde is not afraid of death, then come on!"
Wen Dusu bowed and withdrew with an unpleasant expression, while everyone on the Great Zhou side was in high spirits.
After all, the Great Zhou Dynasty had been suppressed by the Golden Horde for far too long.
Not only did they lose the northern lands of Kyushu, they also suffered more defeats than victories on the battlefield.
At this point, Yang Cheng had fought three consecutive battles, crippling two masters and one guru of the Vajra Bright Wheel Temple. This record was already quite remarkable.
It had been at least several years since the Great Zhou had ever felt so triumphant.
In particular, Yang Cheng's last sentence, "Those who offend our Great Zhou, though far away, shall be punished," is quite inspiring.
Even though many people in the Great Zhou court were hostile to the Imperial Guard, they had to admit that Yang Cheng had fought a brilliant battle.
Jiang Xuerou stood behind Zhang Xiren, her voice slightly excited: "Lord Zhang, I always said Yang Cheng was worth recruiting. He's different from those eunuchs and lackeys of the Imperial Guard."
If it weren't for Yang Cheng's intervention today, our Great Zhou would have lost all face.
Zhang Xiren shook his head and sighed, "Those who offend our Great Zhou will be punished no matter how far away they are? His literary talent is not bad; this person must have been educated."
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Unfortunately, with the current strength of my Great Zhou, what means do we have to ensure that we punish those who are far away? Even if they are right next to us, we still cannot eliminate them.
Yang Cheng is a man of deep cunning. He knows the current state of the Great Zhou Dynasty, yet he doesn't take the opportunity to scold and awaken His Majesty and the officials of the court.
Instead, what's the point of spouting empty rhetoric and flattering His Majesty and the officials?
Jiang Xuerou opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
She felt that Yang Cheng's previous words made sense, but she also felt that Zhang Xiren's words made sense.
At this moment, two conflicting thoughts were swirling in her mind, making her feel even more confused.
Yang Cheng was pale, his blood and qi were severely depleted, and his mental energy had been completely exhausted by Baosheng Batu's mantra. His head was throbbing with pain.
But Yang Cheng still forced himself to turn around, cupped his hands in a salute to Zhou Heng, and said, "Your Majesty, I am fortunate to have fulfilled my mission and not disgraced my Great Zhou!"
Yang Cheng had helped him save face so much, so he found Yang Cheng very agreeable at this moment.
Zhou Heng quickly said, "What are you saying, my dear minister? You have not only not disgraced my Great Zhou, but you have also brought great honor to my Great Zhou!"
My dear minister, you are severely exhausted. Do not stand here. Go to the side hall to recuperate. I will personally summon you later and reward the warriors of my Great Zhou!
"Where are the imperial physicians? Go and fetch the best imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital for me. We absolutely cannot allow Minister Yang to suffer any internal injuries!"
A moment later, Yang Cheng was carried to the Imperial Hospital by a group of imperial physicians, where more than a dozen physicians took turns examining him.
These imperial physicians were also very curious about how Yang Cheng had cultivated his physical body to such a powerful level, even surpassing the mortal realm.
"Tsk tsk, that's really amazing. His physical recovery ability is more than ten times that of an ordinary person. The bloodstains left during the previous battle are almost healed now."
"His physical strength alone is astonishing; even my silver needles couldn't penetrate his meridians and acupoints."
"Huh? It's quite big down there too. Does physical training make it grow bigger? If so, I'll have to consider practicing the Five Animal Frolics."
"Old fool, it's useless for you to practice. By the time you've mastered it, your wife will have given birth to a bunch of big, healthy boys!"
A royal physician dressed in a blue official robe, with a somewhat otherworldly air about him, shoved the group aside in an annoyed manner.
"Get out! His Majesty is waiting to reward this Captain Yang handsomely, what are you all doing here gossiping about?"
The imperial physician first took Yang Cheng's pulse, then took out a pale gold pill and fed it to Yang Cheng. He then took out a golden needle and repeatedly pierced several major acupoints and meridians on Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng could sense that the imperial physician was also proficient in internal energy. An extremely delicate force was attached to the golden needles, penetrating deep into the meridians and internal organs, causing the pills he had swallowed to dissolve rapidly.
The power of that elixir was truly miraculous; it was able to replenish his depleted qi and blood, making Yang Cheng feel warm all over.
The imperial physician lit a pale red incense stick beside Yang Cheng's pillow. Yang Cheng inhaled the scent of the incense, and even his depleted mental energy began to recover slowly.
Compared to those frivolous imperial physicians who only studied the size of penises, this one was clearly a master.
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