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Just when the Duke of Zhenguo was thinking about when to announce Song Dahe's identity, Liu Yi hurriedly ran into the tent.

"Dad! It's bad! Jin Lingfeng suddenly attacked like crazy!"

The Duke of Zhenguo secretly thought that it was not good. If he could get the news, it meant that Jin Lingfeng also knew it.

After all, the unjust cases of the Jin and Lin families were caused by their Zhenguo Mansion. It would be strange if he didn't go crazy!

"Dad, what should we do?" Liu Yi was so anxious that he was running around in circles, not behaving like a prince at all.

The Duke of Zhenguo shook his head imperceptibly.

Liu Yi was raised by him personally, but he has always been like this. Whenever something happens, he is at a loss and relies on him for everything.

It seems that the Bai family's bloodline is indeed not good, after all, he is only a deputy general.

But his wife is different. She is a girl from a real celebrity family.

Although that famous family eventually declined because of his secretive tactics, it must be admitted that the descendants of famous families are indeed smarter than the descendants of deputy generals.

Especially Song Paner, who is now in the capital, has brought her intelligence and talent to the extreme.

A little girl of that age rode alone for thousands of miles from Jiangnan to the capital.

She then joined forces with the Wu family army to easily capture the imperial city. Relying on the Jin and Lin families' cases of treason and the "Happy Powder" case, she gained the support of a group of stubborn old ministers, who even ignored the fact that she was a woman and kept clamoring for her to ascend the throne as soon as possible to take charge of the situation.

The Duke of Zhenguo had already made plans. Once he recognized his granddaughter, he would be able to ascend the throne directly as emperor.

When he is old, he will pass the throne to his granddaughter. After all, his granddaughter is still young and a woman, so she may not be able to handle state affairs. She still needs to stay with him and learn first.

"Please be patient. You are as anxious as an ant on a hot pan over a small matter. How disgraceful! Have you learned everything I taught you?" The Duke of Zhenguo glared at Liu Yi unhappily.

Liu Yi paused, suddenly realizing something. He didn't dare to speak confidently, "Dad, you wouldn't want to... take that bastard back?"

As soon as he finished the last two words, he was slapped hard in the face.

The Duke of Zhenguo was a military commander, so one can imagine how badly Liu Yi was slapped. The corner of his lips bled.

"Asshole! That's your brother! What the hell are you talking about?!"

Liu Yi covered her face and couldn't say a word.

The Duke of Zhenguo looked at him and couldn't help but sigh.

After all, he was the son who grew up in front of him, was raised by him personally, and he spent a lot of effort on him.

"Yier, listen to me, your father. Now that the time has come, the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion must recognize him. Otherwise, we will all die. Do you understand?"

Liu Yi shook his head. He didn’t understand, nor did he want to understand.

My father had clearly said that he was the only prince of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion and no one could shake his position, but why did he insist on taking that bastard back now?

He didn't believe any of that bullshit about them all dying! The father only wanted to stick with her because he saw that bastard's daughter succeed in her rebellion.

He clenched his back teeth, turned and left the tent without saying a word.

It’s just taking over the capital, what’s the big deal?

But he defeated Jin Lingfeng, took over Gunzhou, and proclaimed himself king!

The Duke of Zhenguo watched Liu Yi walk away angrily and couldn't help but sigh again.

The situation back then was different from what it is now. Moreover, even if Song Dahe was recognized, it would not shake Liu Yi's position as the prince of Zhenguo.

Forget it, this child is too impatient. It's time to tame him. Otherwise, with such an impatient temper, how can he help him protect the Liu family's empire in the future?

However, we should resolve the battle with Jin Lingfeng right now.

In order to gain power and win the support of the people in the future, he must fight this battle, and he must fight it well.

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Outside Gunzhou City, Jin Lingfeng, wearing silver armor and holding a silver-shining long sword, sat proudly on his horse.

The soldiers behind him looked solemn, and each of them had a white cloth wrapped around his arm.

Today, each of them carries the souls of the heroes of the Jin family army who died unjustly.

The culprit is inside the city. Everyone holds their weapons tightly, waiting for the commander's order, and then rushes into the city regardless of everything to avenge their original brothers in the Jin family army.

Jin Lingfeng did not disappoint everyone. Seeing that the time was almost up, he raised the long sword in his hand.

"Everyone listen to my order - kill!"

The soldiers then raised their weapons and shouted loudly.

“Kill—kill—kill!”

“Kill—kill—kill!”

“Kill—kill—kill!”

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On the hillside outside the city, Yang Shaochun carefully handed the telescope in his hand to Murong Xue.

"Uncle, please hold it steady. I only have one. Don't drop it."

Murong Xue: ???

What a jerk! It's just a telescope. When he wins a battle and wants a reward, he'll ask the lady for eight or ten of them!

I'm so envious of this brat!

Even though she was cursing in her heart, Murong Xue still carefully took the telescope and looked towards the city gate.

The two sides have already started fighting. Although everyone on Jin Lingfeng's side is extremely brave and seems to be determined to die, the Duke of Zhenguo obviously has the geographical advantage. The boiling hot golden juice is pouring down from the city wall in pots, which looks really cruel.

Only people from the Central Plains would use such insidious means. They on the grasslands fight wars based on their real abilities.

"When are we going over?" Murong Xue had seen enough and returned the telescope to Yang Shaochun, who had been staring at her.

Yang Shaochun took the telescope and took a look. After confirming that the time was almost up, he made a gesture to the back.

Soon, a team of black-armored soldiers pushed several strangely shaped carts to the vicinity of the battlefield.

Murong Xue stared at the black-armored soldiers pushing the carts and found that their lower bodies were extremely stable. They must all be martial artists.

Aren't they martial artists? These are the top martial arts masters. Only those who win the battle will be assigned to the artillery, while those who lose will go to the firearms camp.

Tie Wenqin was carrying a rocket launcher, and Qi Chengfeng was squatting beside him with a long rifle. Twilight looked at the rocket launcher on his shoulder with envy.

"Junior brother, are you tired? Do you want me to help you share the burden?"

The only answer he got was Tie Wenqinyi's concise "Get lost."

Qi Chengfeng: ...

This old guy is really a jerk, he doesn't know how to appreciate a good person!

He just saw that the other party was having a hard time carrying such a heavy rocket launcher. It was definitely not because he usually used such a powerful weapon, absolutely not!

Wang Shuwan carried a rifle, moved closer to Lin Yuanxiu, and asked in a low voice.

"Captain Lin? When can we go to the battlefield?"

It’s not a good idea to just stay here. The artillery battalion has already gone up. When will their musket battalion show up?

Lin Yuanxiu held up a telescope and gestured from afar to the artillery battalion to allow them to fire.

Then he turned around and replied, "It's almost there. We'll attack as soon as the city gate is broken."

Wang Shuwan nodded and retreated back to the Fire Gun Camp.

She is now the battalion commander of the Fire Gun Battalion. Ye Wencheng lost in the shooting competition and could only become the deputy battalion commander.

Back at the Firearm Camp, she whispered to the people around her, "Once the car door is broken, we can go down and get the silver. But I have to make a promise, my two sons need to save up the betrothal gifts, so don't try to take my head."

As she spoke, she looked at Zhu, who was wearing glasses, and He Lin, who was always ready to be his mother's "mount".

Zhu snorted twice, "You want to save up for your son's betrothal gifts, so why shouldn't I save up for my son's betrothal gifts too? It all depends on our abilities!"

Wang Shuwan had just cursed when her voice was drowned out by countless rumbling explosions.

She immediately ignored everything else and waved her hand, shouting in a deep voice, "Brothers and sisters of the Fire Gun Battalion, follow me!"

Zhu refused to give in, "Brothers and sisters of Group Zero, come on!"

"Whether I can live in the capital depends on this time!"

"Come on!"

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Murong Xue looked at the people rushing into the battlefield with a puzzled expression.

When did the people of the Central Plains become so brave in fighting?

Just when he was about to ask his good nephew, he saw that the boy had already run away.

Murong Xue: ???

How could he be such a big man, the future king of the grassland?

Wait, these guys from the grassland can’t lose to these people from the Central Plains!

He immediately ordered, "Men of the grassland, listen up! Kill!"

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Jin Lingfeng's silver armor had been stained red with blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the enemy's blood or his own blood.

The pain in his chest almost suffocated him, but he managed to fight his way into the city gate.

He knew that Song Pan'er's people were behind him, so he was willing to open a smoother path for them.

He knew that his death would be today, so he had to hurry up, even faster, to avenge everyone in the Jin family with his own hands.

His steps became heavier and heavier, as if they were filled with lead, and he didn't dare to stop at all.

Just as he was about to charge towards the imperial army camp, a black figure riding an old donkey passed by him at a rapid speed.

Jin Lingfeng:???

Next came a tiger, a dog, and a parrot.

Jin Lingfeng: ???

Such a strange combination rushed straight into the imperial army camp. The black-clothed man on the old donkey held a black long sword and could chop down a group of people with one sword.

Jin Lingfeng rubbed his eyes and thought that he might be dying, so he had hallucinations.

However, he soon confirmed that he was not hallucinating, because the man in black dragged the Duke of Zhenguo out of the largest tent like a dead dog.

"I'll do it! Let me do it! Please, young man!" Jin Lingfeng wanted to use his lightness skills to fly over, but his body had reached its limit. He could only drag his heavy feet and rush over at his fastest speed.

"Young man! Let me kill him! Please!" He spoke earnestly, his eyes red with excitement.

Lu Yan curled his lips indifferently and threw the old man in his hand to his feet, "Here you go."

Jin Lingfeng sighed gratefully, and as the Duke of Zhenguo looked furious, he chopped off his head with a knife.

Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the young man in black dragging out another person from the tent. It was none other than Liu Yi, the son of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Jin Lingfeng: ...

Lu Yan: ???

Jin Lingfeng hesitated and said, "Young man, can this also be...?"

Lu Yan: ...

He couldn't stand it any longer, "You're stealing my head!"

Jin Lingfeng: ...

"Then why don't you do it yourself, young man?"

Lu Yan rolled his eyes at him and stabbed Liu Yi in the chest with a sword.

Jin Lingfeng: ...

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In the first year of Wan'an, Song Pan'er, who was only twelve years old, ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. He changed the country's name to "Li" and the reign title to "Wan'an", which means "eternal peace".

When she was fifteen years old, the empress led the army in person and incorporated Xining into the territory of Dali.

She reigned for forty years, during which the Dali period was prosperous and all nations came to pay tribute.

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