"General Zhou, you are the most loyal of all, please spare my life..."
Zhou Zhenguang glanced coldly at these people, then turned his back, closed his eyes, and said nothing.
These words are nothing more than lies uttered on the verge of death.
What gratitude? What coercion!
If Cheng'er didn't have a weapon, how could these people have knelt on the ground, crying and begging him to spare their lives?
They'll probably arrogantly proclaim that their initial choice was right, and that the Zhou family is nothing more than an ant that the imperial court can crush at any time, right? Such fickle people who sway between the winds of change don't deserve any pity!
"Since you're so eager to repay the Zhou family's kindness, there's no need to wait until later."
"Let's do it now."
"Use your lives to pave the way for the Zhou family's grand ambitions!" Zhou Cheng said softly, looking at the group of generals tearing each other apart over responsibility.
Without a trace of pity in his eyes, he waved his hand and, with a single, decisive word, ended the lives of these court generals: "Start the attack, use their blood to sacrifice for the flag!"
General Wei's pupils were about to burst.
Commander Zhang's face was ashen.
The cleaver hanging overhead never paused.
Under their desperate gaze, amidst their fearful and broken curses, a single slash fell!
"Pfft—"
Blood splattered on the Zhou family's military flag.
The heads of Commander Zhang and the court generals rolled off the stage, blood flowing continuously down their veins. Their eyes remained wide open until death, for reasons unknown.
Is it regret that you chose the wrong side?
They still regret that wealth, power, and glory were right in front of them, but they were blinded by temporary gains and missed out on everything.
After the flag-raising ceremony.
The morale of Zhou's army soared once again!
Witnessing the death of the commander-in-chief of the imperial army before one's eyes, with the Zhou family banner standing tall and the young master Zhou, whom one regards as a faith, standing beneath the banner, this feeling cannot be described by mere excitement.
"All soldiers, listen to my command."
"Mount your horses, open the city gates, and march out to attack the Yan Kingdom!"
The exciting command was given.
The cavalrymen in the front row immediately mounted their horses, the city gates of Jiangling City were opened wide, and the soldiers marched out of the city in neat formation.
Zhou Cheng stood before his warhorse, turned to look at the black rat, and asked, "Has the divine intent arrived?"
"I just saw Miss Ziyan go into the tent. She should be here soon. Should I go and urge her?"
"No need, I'll go and see for myself..."
"Report!!"
The sudden report interrupted Zhou Cheng's preparations to pick up Cheng Xianyi.
A soldier guarding the city rushed over and, upon seeing Zhou Cheng, knelt on one knee and reported, "Young Master, there has been unusual activity outside the city gate. We need you to go and take a look."
"What is it?" Zhou Cheng frowned.
"She is a young lady from the capital. She said she is the eldest daughter of the He family in the capital and is a close friend of the Lin family's daughter. She has urgent business to attend to and wants to see you, young master."
“I chased her away several times, but she insisted on blocking the city gate, shouting that she had to see you. She said that as long as she told you that she was from the capital, you would definitely come out of the city to see her.”
"Young master, the army is currently blocked by her and cannot leave the city."
The eldest daughter of the He family in the capital.
Are they best friends?
A scene flashed through Zhou Cheng's mind, and he vaguely remembered it.
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