Zhang Wuji thought about it. Zhao Linger was the queen who was willing to give up everything for him. Without her companionship over the years and generous gifts, he would never have been able to build such a powerful empire.
So, logically speaking, if Zhao Linger wanted to do something, Zhang Wuji should never stop her. But if there was no danger, Zhang Wuji would certainly let Zhao Linger do it without hesitation. However, when it came to capturing Altai alive, there might still be accidents, so how could Zhang Wuji let her do it alone?
However, just when Zhang Wuji was thinking about how to start, Zhou Zhiruo on the side said: "Sister Queen, I guess this enemy must be thinking about your safety. After all, we have won a great victory. If any of us sisters encounters an accident, it will be a disaster. He cares about your safety and doesn't want you to go, but from what I know about you, you also want to make some achievements, so you don't want to give up Altai's head."
"In that case, I have an idea for you. You can compromise and let this enemy go with you. How about you two go together to get Altai's head?"
After hearing this, Zhao Linger said, "Well, let's not do it. Young master must be very tired. I can do this kind of thing myself. How can I let you continue to work so hard?"
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo looked disdainful: "Hmph, tired?"
"In the past, when this enemy was tormenting us, it would often take an entire night."
"He has very good physical strength. How much effort did he use in today's battle?"
"How can I be tired?"
After hearing this, Zhang Wuji's face changed instantly: "Zhiruo, you've gone too far, you..."
Before Zhang Wuji could finish his words, Zhou Zhiruo continued, "What do you want? Do you want to give me a good beating?"
"Come if you have the guts. I want to see if you are willing to leave. I'm already so tired. I want to see if you are willing to kill me."
Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's stubborn look at the moment, Gong Yu was speechless: "Sister Zhou, you just told Sister Min'er not to say those disrespectful words to His Majesty in front of the soldiers. How come you say it now? If the soldiers hear this, His Majesty will lose face."
"You should also talk less."
Then, Gong Yu looked at Zhao Linger again: "Sister Queen, His Majesty's physical strength is truly inexhaustible. You should not go against His Majesty on this matter. Just let His Majesty accompany you."
"If you feel wronged, there are so many sisters here, and anyone can make this trip for you."
Zhao Linger's expression changed instantly after hearing this: "How dare you, you vixen? You guys are enjoying yourselves fighting amongst yourselves, are you really going to fight me over something like this?"
Gong Yu smiled and said, "Sister, if you don't want us to fight with you, then take a step back. His Majesty is just worried about letting you do such a dangerous thing alone. If you are willing, let His Majesty go with you. If you are not willing, my sister, or any of the sisters present can do it for you."
Zhao Linger was helpless. In the end, what else could she do besides compromise? However, when she thought about it carefully, this kind of thing was nothing. The couple fought on the same battlefield, together to take the head of an enemy emperor. This was indeed a beautiful thing worth remembering for a lifetime.
"Well," Zhao Linger looked at Zhang Wuji: "Then sir, please accompany me for a trip."
Zhang Wuji smiled slightly: "Isn't this right? If my sister doesn't let me follow, that would be too unreasonable."
…
In this way, Zhao Min continued to stay on the main battlefield to wipe out the defeated Persian soldiers. With Zhao Min there, most of these defeated soldiers could be wiped out on the spot, and as long as Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger could catch up to Altai, they would most likely be able to take his head.
Finally, after Zhang Wuji explained the matter of the 30,000 Persian heavy cavalry that had not yet been wiped out, he and Zhao Linger left.
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It is said that Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger, leading three thousand cavalrymen, chased for nearly an hour before they saw the dust raised by the cavalrymen in the distance.
"Young Master, it's just ahead. We will soon catch up with Altai."
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "We have to speed up. In a few dozen miles, we will reach the capital of Persia. No matter what, we cannot let Altai enter the city. Otherwise, Min'er and the others will have to lead the army to attack the city."
Looking at Altai again, after the defeat, he saw that the game was over and was trying to gather the defeated soldiers. Thinking about whether there was a chance of a comeback, he saw Zhang Wuji's more than 10,000 light cavalry directly rushing into the battlefield. At that moment, Altai knew that the game was over and he no longer had any hope for what would happen on the main battlefield.
He was regretting it so much now. For a woman, Zhang Wuji sent hundreds of thousands of troops on an expedition thousands of miles away, and even chose to destroy a country because of a woman. But on the other hand, Altai also went to war with a newly rising and invincible country because of a woman. After the war, he directly lost the country's destiny and lost everything.
The loser didn't even have the ability to gather the defeated soldiers after the defeat. He could only lead the last two thousand personal guards to flee, leaving hundreds of thousands of soldiers behind.
Altai would regret it very much, but now it was too late. However, at this moment, he saw several familiar figures in the sunset.
"Elder?"
That’s right, when Altai was being chased, he saw three elders of the Persian Mingjiao.
Altai was so angry that his liver hurt: "You, you three bastards, how come you are still alive, when did you sneak into my personal guards."
The three Persian Mingjiao elders who were also fleeing frantically on horseback were so focused on escaping that they even forgot that Altai was also in the fleeing group.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty".
Altai rode his horse to the three elders, raised his hand and whipped one of the elders hard with the whip in his hand: "You bastards, didn't you say that you have countless masters in your sect and that you will win this battle?"
"Aren't you fighting with the Ming army on the battlefield? Why are you running faster than me now? Who made you escape from the battlefield?"
The three Ming Cult elders were speechless: "Your Majesty, the empire is about to collapse, and we have fought our best on the battlefield."
"There are indeed many masters in my sect, but in the battle between hundreds of thousands of troops, what can just a few dozen masters do?"
Another elder also said: "Yes, Your Majesty, there are also many masters on the Ming army side."
"And they had cannons and explosive charges."
"You have to know that no matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't resist that kind of thing."
"Now that the situation is set, we should hurry back to the imperial capital, defend the city, and make long-term plans."
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