My vicious dog, my horse, I can do whatever I want with it

The army entered the city smoothly and the enemy was surrounded and suppressed inside the city.

Zong Yanli finally saw Baines again. At that time, Baines was covered in blood and was on the verge of collapse. Countless soldiers around him were killed or wounded, but no one escaped. They fought to the death here and shed their last drop of blood for their country.

Binns was trapped in the army formation and had exhausted all his fighting strength. With his last look before his death, he looked in the direction of Zong Yanli and saw Zong Yanli sitting on a warhorse. After years of fighting, Binns was finally defeated by Zong Yanli. He did not feel humiliated but only felt convinced.

"General, the enemy's main general has been killed, and Yue Yuqi was captured and refused to surrender. He is waiting for your decision!" Lu Hao strode over and leaned over to Zong Yanli.

"The character of a scholar..." Zong Yanli raised his chin slightly, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Let me send you off, don't humiliate you."

"Yes." Lu Hao glanced at Zong Yanli and nodded his head. He turned his feet slightly, feeling a little depressed. He couldn't help but look up at Zong Yanli and said, "General, it was this person who offered the advice that led to Xiaobai's tragic death..."

He and Bai Xiuyun had a deep friendship and he really couldn't swallow this humiliation.

Zong Yanli lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Hao and said, "The two armies will fight each other and each will set up its own camp."

"Since you can't swallow this anger, then you can kill your enemy with your own hands." Zong Yanli said to Lu Hao: "Xiaobai didn't die at the hands of Yue Yuqi. He died in the war between the two countries. He died to protect his country. Yue Yuqi's advice was good. His intentions were the same as yours and mine."

"Lu Hao, he can die, but he cannot be humiliated."

"You should know what I mean."

Zong Yanli looked very peaceful, yet extremely serious. Lu Hao pursed his lips tightly, and understood the meaning of Zong Yanli's words. He bowed his head and said, "I am too selfish... General, please forgive me."

It is impossible for Daqian to win forever. Perhaps Daqian is unmatched at the moment, but what about in ten or even twenty years?

It is not an exaggeration for Lu Hao to have such hatred, but Zong Yanli is more calm and rational. They are fighting to defend their country and protect the people. Their plans are never aimed at one person, but to turn the tide of the war.

The city of Zhoujun fell completely, and all the elite troops of the Lu army were buried there.

When the news of Benes' death was delivered back to the capital, it also meant that the last line of defense guarding the Lu army was broken. At this time, the Lu royal court was still in chaos because of the "disappearance of the prince". Now suddenly receiving such news can be said to be a stone that stirs up a thousand waves.

Those powerful and noble families could no longer sit still and began to think about escaping. Some court officials even advised them to move the capital immediately.

But the Daqian army is coming with such force, where can they hide?

Finally, the Prince's Grand Tutor stood up and recommended a new emperor to succeed the throne. The person chosen by the new emperor was actually the old emperor's youngest son, who was only six years old.

It was so absurd and ridiculous that in the end the entire State of Lu was left to a six-year-old child whose mother had died early. The coronation ceremony was hastily presided over, and the new king was allowed to ascend the throne in such a confused manner.

After Zong Yanli captured Zhoujun City, he did not stay there for long. He took advantage of the high morale of the enemy and pursued them all the way to the imperial city of Lu Army. He attacked them with unstoppable force and encountered no obstacles. When he passed the city gate, he saw the guards of the city lay down their swords and kowtow, asking for surrender.

With such unimpeded progress, they reached the imperial capital of Lu in just half a month.

She rushed into the imperial court with a knife in hand, and saw the empty palace. Even the palace servants had fled and were nowhere to be found. Sitting on the huge dragon throne was a young child, wearing a large dragon robe that did not fit him at all. He was holding a snack in his arms and looking at her in confusion.

"This is..." Long Feiguang, Monk Qi and others who followed closely into the hall were stunned when they saw this.

"The new king of Lu is actually a child?" Monk's eyes widened, quite puzzled.

"They are just children who were pushed out to die." Zong Yanli sheathed his sword, turned around and looked at the empty royal court, saying: "Chase them, and make sure to annihilate all the remaining Lu forces."

"Then this little emperor..." Monkie looked at the child who was still eating with his eyes downcast and asked with a frown.

Zong Yanli turned around and said, "Give me a comfortable death."

At the end of March, the former crown prince of Lu was captured. It was said that when he was caught, he mixed with the refugees in an attempt to sneak through and avoid being hunted down.

At this point, the royal family of Lu was completely killed, and all the countries in the north and south were under the rule of Daqian, achieving unification in a superficial sense.

From the age of fifteen to thirty-seven, it took her a full twenty-two years to unify the world, eight years earlier than in her previous life.

Now she has also embarked on the road to triumph. Looking back, she sees all nations bowing their heads and millions of people admiring her.

The road ahead was covered with rosy clouds and the afterglow of the setting sun was falling. Zong Yanli sat upright on her warhorse. She slightly turned her head and saw the figures of Wen Nian, Long Feiguang and others following closely beside her where the golden light was falling. Behind her stood many brothers as usual. They seemed to have noticed Zong Yanli's gaze and all looked up at her with smiles in their eyes, just like when they followed her back then.

The triumphant military report was sent back to the imperial city.

The sound of horse hooves echoed in the bustling streets. Soldiers on horseback holding bright yellow military flags gathered their strength and shouted loudly: "Our army has won a great victory! The royal army has returned in triumph!"

"Our army has won a great victory--!"

"The king's division returns triumphantly!"

"..."

The shouts, one louder than the other, entered everyone's heart. Heads popped out of the teahouses and taverns one after another, but they could only see the bright yellow military flag flying by.

The little girl in a red riding suit stood up from the tea table and leaned over to look outside. A smile of great surprise appeared on her bright face. She cheered and said loudly, "He won! My uncle won!"

There were two or three girls sitting at the table, each of them looked gentle and dignified, about fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Is General Zong Yan going back to the capital?" The girls who were sitting nearby could no longer sit still and stood up to look.

"I'm going home first!" Wei Shiyan is now fourteen years old, and has grown into a graceful young lady. The red riding suit she wears makes her look flamboyant and eye-catching, and her bright face is even more dazzling. At this moment, she didn't bother to talk to her sisters, but jumped directly onto the windowsill, waving at everyone and saying, "I'll come to you to apologize some other day!"

"Shi Yan!" Several girls in the tea room watched Wei Shi Yan jump directly from the second-floor window sill. Her nimble figure was like a fluttering butterfly, and she landed on the ground with great ease.