As the Kowloon Anthem began, the atmosphere changed.
Immediately following this, the small red dot representing Longhan on the map expanded outwards, instantly turning the area south of the Great Wall into a crimson expanse.
"The Empress personally led the expedition, sweeping away 300,000 Xiongnu cavalry in one fell swoop, breaching the royal court, and capturing a total of 13,482 Xiongnu nobles."
"The following spring, the two famous generals Wei Qing and Huo Qubing each led an army to attack from the north and south, and once again killed 80,000 Xiongnu people, bringing them back to the Hexi Corridor and bordering the western part of the Central Plains."
"In the autumn of the seventh year, the Empress raised an army of 100,000 and personally led an expedition against the seven southern kingdoms. Wherever the army went, it was as if it were entering an empty land. In one battle, the seven kingdoms were annihilated and the southern territories were incorporated into the territory of Longhan."
"In the winter of the eighth year, the Empress dispatched 60,000 troops to march westward through the snow. In one battle, she annihilated thirteen kingdoms, led by Da Kang, and expanded the territory of Long Han to the western border."
Nine years...
Eleven years...
Thirteen years...
As the subtitles flashed by rapidly, the territory of the Longhan Empire on the map was quickly dyed red, as if by magic, with no sign of slowing down.
Holy crap! Awesome!
"It turns out that the territory of my Dragon Han Celestial Dynasty was all conquered by Her Majesty the Empress."
"This is so satisfying! The beginning was so frustrating, but now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"
Thirty-two years later, 60% of the vast territory of the Central Region was solid bright red, while the rest was light red, representing the influence of the Dragon-Han Empire in that area.
From then on, the Central Region became the sole superpower, and the Dragon Han Empire became the overlord of the entire land.
It also became a top-tier kingdom among the nine realms of immortals and martial arts.
Song Yanran stared blankly at the scroll in the void, feeling deeply moved.
She herself was unaware that she had already accomplished such a great feat in the unseen world.
She didn't think too much about it when she did it; she just wanted to prove to the world that she could do a good job as an emperor, believing that this was the only way to secure her throne.
When she looked at Shen Zhao again, Song Yanran's eyes became even more dreamy and tender.
For the past two weeks, Shen Zhao had been secluded in his room, tinkering with something. It turned out he was plotting a grand scheme to reverse the negative public opinion against him.
Whether in the past life or this life, it was this man who saved me.
But……
Thinking of this, Song Yanran felt a pang of guilt.
In her past life, she never knew that Shen Zhao was Di Feijing until her death. Otherwise, she would never have allowed Yu Xiyan to harm him in the slightest.
The Kowloon Anthem gradually came to a standstill as the Empress's great achievements were established.
Subsequently, the scene of all nations paying tribute was once again presented to all the people.
Amidst the magnificent spectacle and dazzling prosperity, the Empress, seated on the dragon throne, remained composed and dignified. Her heroic brows exuded imperial majesty as she calmly accepted the homage and congratulations from envoys from all nations.
At the same time, the subtitles reappeared, first showing the words "Dragon Han Empire," then the word "Empire" disappeared and transformed into "Celestial Dynasty."
From then on, the Longhan Celestial Dynasty became synonymous with the Central Region.
It has also become a source of pride for countless people, representing the dignity of generations of citizens living in this country.
His martial arts prowess was legendary, but the curtain has fallen.
The next step was cultural development.
A series of measures, such as building water conservancy projects, reducing taxes, rectifying officialdom, encouraging agriculture and sericulture, establishing charitable institutions, founding poetry societies, and abolishing corvée labor, have brought vitality to the country.
The magnificent streets of Yanhuang City, the poetic water town of Nanjiang, the vast grasslands beyond the Great Wall, and the stunning scenery of northern China.
The Longhan Celestial Dynasty has become a benchmark of an era.
As the music came to a close, the scroll slowly closed.
It tells the story of the rise and fall of this land, and also recounts the Empress's lifelong dedication.
Even the most foolish common people now realize that they have wronged their emperor.
*Snap*
A vendor suddenly slapped himself hard across the face.
"I'm such a damn bastard, Your Majesty is so detached..."
How could I have privately believed rumors and made up such stories about her?
I deserve to die! I beg Your Majesty to punish me!
After saying that, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed forcefully towards Song Yanran to apologize.
"Your Majesty, we are guilty!"
"We are guilty~~"
"We are guilty~~~"
Amidst the deafening roar, all the people who witnessed the scroll appearing in the void knelt down in unison, sincerely begging Song Yanran for forgiveness.
Seeing this scene, Song Yanran was deeply moved.
I felt a lump in my throat, as if warm liquid was slowly sliding down my cheek.
"Empress, I've done everything I could. Are you satisfied?"
Shen Zhao, who was not far away, waved and smiled at Song Yanran.
"Thank you……"
Song Yanran turned around and smiled, her expression both aloof and alluring.
"I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied..."
Shen Zhao smiled with satisfaction.
Suddenly his face turned pale, and he abruptly covered his mouth, a stream of blood seeping out from under his fingernails.
"Shen Zhao~ What's wrong~"
Song Yanran was shocked and was about to step forward to ask.
Unexpectedly, Shen Zhao quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted loudly, "Long live the Emperor!"
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
The entire city shouted in unison, the sound rising and falling, reaching straight to the sky.
Song Yanran understood Shen Zhao's meaning, glanced at him with concern, then strode forward, spread her arms, and accepted the people's support.
Shen Zhao, however, could no longer hold on. His vision gradually blurred, and he collapsed to the ground.
Despite appearing unharmed after Xuan Hao Hongye forcibly absorbed his imperial power with three palm strikes, he had already suffered hidden injuries throughout his meridians.
Later, he fought Darba again, traveled far to the Xiongnu, and finally killed Xuanhao Hongye. In addition, he devoted all his energy to making a video to restore the dignity of the empress...
For the past month, he has not been able to properly treat the injuries remaining in his body, relying entirely on his strong willpower to suppress the injuries and delay their onset.
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