The changes on the city wall happened in an instant. The Changning army also broke through the city gate and surrounded and annihilated the remaining remnants of the Western Yue army. Blood flowed like a river in Dingzhou City.
Chu Tianze single-handedly fought off the group of experts, then landed beside Bai Chuxiao. Looking at the two dead bodies on the ground, he said calmly, "The victor is king, the loser is villain. Give them a proper burial."
Bai Chuxiao nodded and shook the gun in her hand. "We've used up all the bullets we had in the past few years today, but since they're both dead, this stuff has been of some use."
Chu Tianze chuckled, "Without them, this battle wouldn't have ended so quickly."
The two men looked down over the entire Dingzhou from the city wall. Hundreds of thousands of troops from Xiyue had been wiped out in the northwest, and the war between Daxia and Xiyue was far from over.
"Let's go back to the capital!"
Bai Chuxiao said softly, "The war is not over, but they no longer need to personally oversee it. There are still people waiting for them in the capital and the north."
"good!"
With the Northwest recovered, the Changning Army, led by Murong Che and others, marched straight into the territory of Xiyue, while Chu Tianze and Bai Chuxiao quietly returned to the capital with a troop of soldiers.
The battle unfolded faster than anyone anticipated. After only a few days in the capital, Chu Tianze and Bai Chuxiao, along with Baozi, Murong Yuan, and all the other members of the Murong family, set off again.
On the northern border of the Great Xia, cenotaphs have appeared at some unknown time. In the center is the tomb of Duke Dingguo, Qin Hongyi, and on one side is the tomb of Qin Zi... Each one is the tomb of the entire Qin family who died.
"Bring it up!"
Holding a steamed bun, Chu Tianze looked at the names on the tombstones and gave a deep order.
Mo Yan, Mo Wen, and others forced a group of ragged people to kneel before the tombstone. These were the Wei family members and others who had been arrested long ago, but had not yet died.
Murong Yuan stepped forward, looked at Wei Junyan who was covered in blood, and said in a deep voice, "Do you remember these people's names?"
Wei Junyan raised his head and laughed wildly a few times, "Why should I, the Duke, remember them? I am the Duke of Zhenguo of Great Xia, the Commander-in-Chief of the Northern Army. What a load of crap, the Qin family, they're just puppets of my imagination..."
As for the rest of the Wei family, they were speechless and dumbfounded. Chu Jingce asked in a low voice, "Father, who are they?"
Chu Tianze placed him on the ground, ignoring Wei Junyan's madness, and addressed the rows of graves, saying, "Jing Ce, this is your grandmother, and these are all our relatives..."
Chu Jingce nodded. He was now aware of the situation. Although he didn't quite understand why all his relatives had died, he knew that they were very important to his father and the others.
"Kill!" Chu Tianze said in a deep voice.
The entire Wei family was instantly beheaded, blood splattering everywhere. Chu Jingce was shocked by the scene, but Chu Tianze said in a deep voice, "Look, these are the enemies who killed our relatives. They deserve to die."
Chu Jingce suppressed his discomfort and barely accepted what was happening before him. Bai Chuxiao, who was standing beside him, said softly, "Ace, come here to your mother. If you don't want to see it, then don't."
Chu Jingce shook his head and whispered, "It's alright, Mother. I will definitely protect you from now on..." He would protect Father, Mother, Sister, and Uncle...
He knew that his father's mother, maternal grandfather, and uncle had all been killed, and he would never allow such a thing to happen again.
"Mother believes in A-Ce."
The guards served strong liquor, and everyone raised their cups in unison. After a ritual of offering prayers, they ordered the place to be guarded.
After taking in the majestic northern pass, the group departed into the wind, knowing they would eventually go to Beiyan.
A chivalrous spirit and tender heart lie buried in the northern lands; a heroic song of sacrifice echoes through the land.
Blood stained three thousand miles, and the battle raged on endlessly through the snow.
The long song fades as the sun sets, a desolate wind blows.
Old bones lie scattered, new graves remain; when will we hear of soldiers fighting on the battlefield again...?
...
In the third month of the eighth year of Yongxing of the Great Xia Dynasty, Chu Tianze and Bai Chuxiao once again personally led an expedition, and the Changning Army broke through the capital of the Western Yue Kingdom.
In the imperial city of Xiyue, on the dragon throne, King Jun Hongxi of Xiyue, dressed in a purple and gold robe, smiled as a beautiful couple walked in hand in hand.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
“It’s you.”
"So you still remember me."
Bai Chuxiao was somewhat silent. Over the years, Jun Hongxi had never personally led an expedition, nor had he ever appeared before the army. This time, seeing him up close, she suddenly realized what was going on.
“Back then, on the border of Dingzhou, there was a very small soldier named Bai An…” Jun Hongxi chuckled, but did not continue.
Bai Chuxiao said softly, "The person I know is named Yan Ci."
Jun Hongxi's eyes widened in surprise, and he stared at the two of them for a long time before continuing to speak.
"You've won."
Emperor Jun Hongxi of the Western Yue committed suicide in the palace.
In October of the same year, Chu Tianze abdicated the throne to his ten-year-old son, Crown Prince Chu Jingce, and then went on a carefree life with Bai Chuxiao, their whereabouts uncertain.
On the towering imperial city wall, Chu Jingce and Murong Changhuan, though young but already tall and slender, stood side by side, gazing at each other from afar.
"Baozi, do you think they'll come back?"
"meeting."
"when?"
"The world is unified."
Chu Jingce stood with his hands behind his back and smiled slightly. He was the youngest emperor in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty, an emperor who had never experienced any bloodshed among his royal brothers. All of this was brought to him by his mother and father.
He once said he would protect them, but in reality, he didn't need to. From beginning to end, it was he who was being protected.
His father and mother were the greatest emperors and empresses of their generation. They never had any suspicions about each other. From their first meeting to the present, they have always been hand in hand, overcoming all difficulties together and sharing everything.
The former tripartite division of the world no longer exists, but Bei Yan is what Father and Mother left them. The eternal prosperity of Great Xia is the glory of Father and Mother, and he will not change it.
...
In the spring of the fourteenth year of Yongxing of the Great Xia Dynasty, Princess Anle Murong Changhuan was appointed as the General Who Pacifies the North and led 800,000 Changning troops to attack the Northern Yan.
Emperor Jingce saw her off outside the imperial city, saying, "Sister, I wish you great success."
"I will."
Murong Changhuan tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. Dressed in red and carrying a long spear, he rode away into the distance.
She never forgot what she had said: she would become a great general, conquer the Northern Yan, unify the world, and wait for the two of them to return.
Tens of thousands of miles north beyond the border, the spring breeze brings relief from the cold frost.
Years may pass, but time will not change; may we meet again, though mountains and rivers may separate us.
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