"Third Prince may not know that not everyone has to sleep with the ancestral five-foot long sword. You are the only one who believes that I sleep with the ancestral long sword." Yun Nishang opened her mouth with a murderous intent.

"I originally wanted to make the plan more sophisticated with Lord Zhao Ji, or at least make it more realistic, but Lord Zhao Ji said that this would be enough to fool you. I was a little worried that it might be too crude. I didn't expect you to believe it..."

"You are just a wild boar that can't handle fine bran. You are really strong in body but simple-minded. You can be fooled by the body of a random death row prisoner. I just left my family heirloom sword, but I was able to catch a big fish like you!"

Yun Nishang did not miss any opportunity to kill someone, especially the Third Prince, who had been her nemesis for several years.

All the civil and military officials in the court breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yun Nishang.

The Third Prince's spirit was waning, but Gutali beside him was still alive and kicking. He looked at Zhao Ji fiercely and said, "Even if your capital's guards are led by Yun Nishang, it would be easy for me, a million-strong grassland army, to break through your capital's small defense line of 30,000 troops!"

"If we can kill Yun Nishang the first time, we can kill this bitch the second time!"

Gutali grinned foolishly.

Zhao Jiyaran laughed, he and Yun Nishang looked at each other, and as expected, he saw a look of affirmation in Yun Nishang's eyes.

So Zhao Ji knew that the matter was settled, that matter was settled!

Yun Nishang sneered and suddenly threw the head in her hand in front of Gutali.

"Since you still refuse to give up, then take a look at whose head I have in my hand!"

Gutali was startled by the rolling head, but when she heard Yun Nishang's words, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Yun Nishang grabbed the man's head by his hair, and threw his head away with his hair hanging down.

Gutali trembled, stretched out her hand to push aside the messy hair on her head, and underneath the hair was revealed a face of a grassland man.

When Gutali saw this man's face, her whole body suddenly trembled, her eyes rolled back, her face turned gray, and she fainted, spitting out blood before dying.

He was obviously so angry that he was completely out of control.

Zhao Ji ignored him and slowly lifted up the Third Prince, pressing him in front of the rolling head on the ground: "I wonder if the Third Prince recognizes this person?"

The third prince felt something was wrong when he saw Gutali's reaction in the morning. Now that he really looked into the eyes of this head, he screamed.

He was really crazy at this moment. He wondered how could such absurd things happen in this world?

His brother, the king of the entire grassland tribe, shouldn't he be sitting on the throne in the grassland tribe hundreds of miles away?

How could he appear here? How could he be beheaded and appear here with his head held high?

"Brother...Brother...No! This can't be true! Ah...God, you are so unfair!"

The third prince went crazy. He didn't care about Zhao Ji and just knelt on the ground holding his head and cried bitterly.

"Brother Wang, please wake up. I will continue to build an empire for you. Please wake up!"

The third prince wailed one after another.

Yun Nishang was too lazy to care about the feelings of these grassland people. At this moment, she glanced slightly, and the army she brought over directly controlled all the black-clothed men nearby and the group of people led by Chief Guduoli.

Those who resisted fiercely were beheaded on the spot.

After seeing the head rolling on the ground, Captain Gudori actually lost his fighting spirit.

The emperor and some ministers had not yet realized whose head the ground was. Zhao Ji watched Yun Nishang cleaning up the mess, and smiled as he explained to the emperor and the others, "This man is the king of their grassland tribe, the elder brother of the third prince. Now we have to capture the king first. If we kill the king, their backbone will naturally fall apart!"

The emperor suddenly felt as if he had just had a big dream, looking at the bloody palace. He then looked at Yun Nishang, and finally looked at Zhao Ji.

The emperor asked dryly, "So, their king is leading the army in person?"

"How did you kill their king and take their king's head?"

The question asked by the emperor was naturally what all the civil and military officials behind him wanted to ask.

Zhao Ji smiled faintly and looked at Yun Nishang. Yun Nishang stood out in a heroic manner, saluted and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, it was not their king who led the army in person, but the third prince mobilized a large number of troops and drained 70% of the able-bodied men on the grassland."

"So I will take this opportunity to lead the good men of our dynasty in the north to attack Huanglong and directly destroy their lair. Their tens of thousands of remnants will face our hundreds of thousands of strong men. Naturally, they have no chance of winning!"

At this point, Yun Nishang's face was full of solemnity. She said to the emperor word by word: "Congratulations, Your Majesty. There will be no more barbarian harassment on the northern border, and there will no longer be a second tribe on the grassland. That grassland will finally belong to our Celestial Empire!"

The emperor has received more stimulation today than he has ever received in his entire life.

Not to mention the roller coaster of mood swings!

Perhaps it was because he had received too much stimulation that the emperor heard such great news all of a sudden.

He didn't even utter a word and just stared blankly at the blood in the hall.

Obviously he couldn't react.

It was Zhao Ji who stepped forward slowly and said, "Congratulations to the Emperor for unifying the North!"

The civil and military officials also reacted. They didn't care about the blood on the ground. They knelt on the ground and shouted with Zhao Ji: "Congratulations to the emperor for unifying the north!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, the emperor swallowed and felt a burning pain in his throat. It was this pain that made him realize that he was not dreaming.

The northern border has been harassed since the emperor's ancestors, but the barbarians in the north are very brave and good at fighting, and they have only had to fight. Unexpectedly, today when he is in charge of the world, he will actually wipe out such a difficult enemy!

The entire north was ruled, and the territory of the Celestial Empire expanded further north.

This is truly a great achievement.

The emperor suddenly felt a great sense of pride in his heart: "This is truly God's blessing for the dynasty!"

The emperor looked at Zhao Ji and Yun Nishang who were bowing below, and personally walked down one by one to help them up.

"You two are both heroes of our Celestial Empire. Without you, there would be no unity and peace today!"

"I will reward you. I will reward you greatly!"

The emperor's voice became louder and louder, and the blood on the hall was wiped clean by the eunuchs and guards in the palace.

Except for the lingering smell of blood in the hall, it has basically returned to its original appearance.

"Appoint General Yun Nishangyun as a first-rank general, reward him with a thousand taels of gold, and grant him a hundred acres of land!"

Yun Nishang looked up at the emperor, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.