"Oh no, Your Highness, we've fallen into a trap!"
"Your Highness, run! We'll cover your retreat!"
"As long as you are here, the brothers will one day have their injustice redressed!"
Yellow sand rose in all directions, and arrows rained down like rain.
The setting sun was like blood, and the fallen leaves were like knives.
Chen Zhennan has been in this world for ten years.
Today was the first time he had suffered a defeat, and it was against his former love.
The man, his hair disheveled, stared blankly as his brothers, who had fought alongside him in countless battles, died one after another before his eyes.
The youngest is only a teenager.
Just last night, they were even fantasizing about returning in triumph, receiving glory, and finally living a good life in this chaotic world of vying for supremacy.
Little did they expect that the homeland they had longed for day and night would become their burial place.
"Your Highness, when I get home tomorrow, I'll buy my mother some new clothes and replace the one that's covered in patches."
"And me, and me too! I'm going to marry Donghua from our village. It was a promise I made when I joined the army. Your Highness, you must do me the honor of attending my wedding and giving me face."
"I have nothing to say. My wife and children have waited for me for eight years, and it's time for me to go back and see them."
The hopes and expectations of my brothers last night are still etched in my heart.
Each vibrant life that fades away represents the breaking up of one family after another.
A mother, dressed in patched clothes, waits at the door for her son to return home.
Whose childhood sweetheart is waiting for their lover to fulfill their promise?
Whose wife and children are they, who will never see their husbands again?
Hot blood splattered onto Chen Zhennan's chiseled face, and a hint of determination appeared in his lifeless eyes.
He raised his head, his sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on the woman on the city wall, dressed in a dragon robe with a cold and stern face.
"Wu Yunyin! I guarded the border for you for eight years, and this is your answer to me?!"
A hysterical roar shook the heavens, silencing the battlefield for a moment.
As Chen Zhennan's last soldier fell, all eyes turned to him.
Even though he was seriously injured, they dared not approach the so-called God of War of the Martial Kingdom.
Upon seeing that familiar face once again, Wu Yunyin's beautiful eyes momentarily dazed.
"Your Majesty, Chen Zhennan is incredibly audacious to dare address you by your full name. If we do not eliminate him today, he will pose an endless threat to your throne!"
The handsome man beside Wu Yunyin immediately spoke up.
Will this lead to endless troubles?
Threatened to the throne?
The next moment, that fleeting sense of disorientation vanished, replaced by icy coldness.
"kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of troops surged towards him like a tidal wave, carrying dust with them.
No one dared to let their guard down.
Simply because they were about to face that legendary man.
In just one year, he went from being a poor boy to becoming the leader of the rebel army.
In three years, he amassed an army of 300,000 to overthrow the previous dynasty, and installed Wu Yunyin on the throne, who was then granted the title of Prince of Zhennan.
During the eight years of campaigns in the north and south, the Wu Kingdom rose to become a leader among the Hundred Dynasties.
He was a man of both literary and military prowess, a figure who single-handedly swept through an era; he is a living legend.
Chen Zhennan slowly stood up and picked up the broken halberd beside him.
"Whoever takes Chen Zhennan's head will be rewarded with ten thousand gold pieces and granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"
A generous reward will surely attract brave men.
Almost all the soldiers disregarded their lives and charged towards Chen Zhennan like madmen.
Even the most skilled martial artist like Chen Zhennan couldn't fight off four opponents, and a sharp blade pierced his back in an instant.
He fell heavily to the ground, and all the past events flashed through his mind in an instant.
I time-traveled ten years ago, spent two years wandering aimlessly, and all I wanted was to live a peaceful and stable life.
After taking the girl from the roadside home, the two relied on each other for two years and had long regarded each other as family.
In the dead of night, the girl finally revealed her identity.
The Ninth Princess of the Former Dynasty, the Sole Heir of the Wu Dynasty!
That day, Chen Zhennan finally had his own pursuit.
Restore her kingdom!
Using his memories from his past life, he sold tofu and made soap, quickly accumulating funds to recruit soldiers.
They manufactured crossbows and firearms, and in just two years, they overthrew the previous dynasty and installed Wu Yunyin on the throne.
He fought for her in the north and south, expanding her territory, but he never expected that just as he was about to conquer the enemy country, the enemy monarch would find Wu Yunyin's childhood sweetheart, Song Xuan, from who-knows-where.
Out of consideration for their past relationship, Wu Yunyin had her first disagreement with Chen Zhennan.
The two truly began to drift apart on the night of Wu Yunyin and Song Xuan's wedding.
When the enemy attacked the city, Chen Zhennan led the remaining troops to defend the city gate to the death, just to protect her safety.
After the city fell, fortunately reinforcements arrived, which saved the lives of several people.
But Wu Yunyin slapped Chen Zhennan across the face, simply because Song Xuan's arm had been cut when the city fell.
She even used the pretext of the city's fall to order Chen Zhennan to guard the border.
However, Chen Zhennan was renowned, and with Song Xuan interfering, Wu Yunyin worried that he would threaten her throne, and finally made a tough decision.
Under the pretext of returning home, they set a trap, trapping Chen Zhennan and his troops in the city and starving them for three whole days. Then, they unleashed a barrage of arrows, which led to today's tragedy.
Chen Zhennan never imagined that his former love would harbor murderous intent towards him.
He lay on the ground, utterly despondent, watching the blade draw ever closer.
Chen Zhennan gave up resisting and slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, his heart was dead.
The soldiers were filled with excitement, and their eyes shone brightly.
The day will bring you high rank and great honors!
Wu Yunyin clenched her fists tightly inside her wide dragon robe, as past memories kept replaying in her mind. A tear welled up in her eye without her even noticing.
"Chen Zhennan, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"If anyone is to blame, it's your great achievements that have shaken the government and influenced the entire country."
"The world only knows you, the Prince of Zhennan, but no one knows me, the Great Empress Wu!"
"After you die, I will exonerate you and restore your honor."
Song Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold smile appearing on his lips.
After Chen Zhennan's death, no one in Dawu could stop him!
Why is there dust up ahead?
Just then, a minister standing nearby couldn't help but speak up.
Immediately afterwards, everyone felt the city wall begin to tremble.
When the dust settled, they realized that it wasn't taking off, but rather a vast army of warriors and horses galloping towards them.
Leading the group was a female general dressed in black armor, wielding a silver spear, displaying her heroic and valiant spirit!
She drew her bow and shot an arrow, killing the soldier who was about to attack Chen Zhennan.
Immediately, he spurred his horse and charged into the army alone, killing countless people before finally reaching Chen Zhennan's side.
"Zhennan, come with me."
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