We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Outside Shangjing City.

The official roads outside the city were already crowded with Fengguo soldiers and civilians who had rushed over after hearing the news.

Everyone's face was filled with anticipation, and their eyes were all directed towards the snow-covered horizon in the north.

Li Che, along with Qiu Bai, Qu Jinshan and dozens of personal guards, had been waiting here for a long time.

The cold wind was like a knife, and Li Che's cloak rustled behind him. The wind made his hair messy and his cheeks red from the cold, but he was completely unaware.

Those eyes were fixed on the north, and the body was slightly leaning forward, as if trying to see through the wind and snow!

"Here it comes, here it comes, black background with red letters, this is my Fengtian Army flag!"

I don’t know who shouted first, but it was like a fuse was lit, and all the people cheered immediately.

On the horizon, a thin black line slowly appeared, then quickly expanded and became clearer.

But it was a silent and murderous team, and their dark armor looked like a moving Great Wall of Steel under the gray sky.

At the front of the team, the tattered black and red battle flag of Feng State was still fluttering tenaciously.

"Zi Long!"

Li Che could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. He squeezed the horse's belly hard, and the warhorse under him rushed out first like an arrow.

The speed was so fast that the guards on the scene were unable to react and were stunned for three full breaths before they caught up.

However, there were only two riders following Li Che closely, and they had caught up with him long before Li Che set off. They were Qiu Bai and Qu Jinshan.

Qiu Bai: "Your Highness, don't be too fast!"

Qu Jinshan: "Your Highness, the ground is icy and slippery, please watch your step!"

As the two spoke in unison, they also saw each other and couldn't help but show disgust on their faces.

"Bah! This guy is really good at flattering!" x2

In the wind and snow, the two teams approached each other rapidly.

Yue Yun saw a familiar figure coming towards him, and immediately pulled the reins and dismounted.

He shook off the guards behind him and ran towards the rushing figure in the wind and snow.

His face, covered in frost and blood, was now gleaming with uncontrollable excitement: "Your Highness!"

Li Che's warhorse rushed forward, and without waiting for the horse to stop, he jumped off the horse's back.

He stumbled and almost fell into the snow. Fortunately, Qu Jinshan was quick to catch him.

But Li Che didn't care about his manners at all. He rushed to Yue Yun in two steps, opened his arms suddenly, and slapped Yue Yun's blood-stained body in black armor.

"Good! Good! Good!" Li Che's voice trembled as he said three good words in a row, "Zilong, you didn't let me down. Well done, well done!"

Yue Yun's body stiffened slightly, and a warm current rose from his heart, dispelling the cold and fatigue from fighting on the grassland for many months.

His throat rolled over, and all his words turned into a hoarse growl:

"I have fulfilled my mission and have conquered the Northern Hu King's court, forcing all tribes to submit!"

Yue Yun reached out and took something from the horse's back, knelt on one knee, and placed it in front of Li Che.

Li Che looked closely and saw a human head sealed with lime. It was covered with ice chips and the face could not be seen clearly.

"This is the head of the Northern Hu Kuntu King. Yun beheaded him personally and now presents it to Your Highness!"

Li Che's heart moved.

He had also heard of the reputation of King Kuntu.

At present, the grassland has not produced a powerful boss like Genghis Khan, so naturally a unified and powerful country has not been formed, and the various northern Hu tribes are still relatively scattered and independent.

The Kuntu tribe was the most powerful tribe among the northern Hu, with the largest number of troops and occupying the best pastures.

How could such a person not be protected by the elite Beihu soldiers?

Yue Yun had only more than 10,000 cavalrymen under his command, but he personally killed this official in the battle. This sounds encouraging, but it is foreseeable how dangerous the situation was at that time.

Li Che stepped forward with trembling hands and took the head from Yue Yun's hand.

Then, with a look of hatred on his face, he raised the head and threw it hard at a big rock on the side of the road.

The head had been frozen for more than ten days and had turned into a lump of ice. Li Che threw it with all his strength and it immediately broke into two pieces!

"Just for your dead head, I almost lost a general!" Li Che roared angrily.

Northern Hu captives: ???

King Kuntu’s head: ???

Adou:???

"Your Highness?!" Yue Yun was shocked and subconsciously reached out to take it, but was helped up by Li Che with both hands.

Seeing Li Che's unmoved expression, Yue Yun was moved.

After Yue Yun sealed the head, he carefully protected it all the way so that Li Che could present it to the court, which would be a great achievement.

However, he did not expect that his own prince did not care about any merit at all, but was so concerned about his own safety.

With a monarch like this, what more could one ask for?

. . . . . .

The gate of Shangjing City slowly opened amid cheers, and the enthusiastic cheers of the people in the city were heard like a tsunami.

Li Che and Yue Yun looked at each other, thousands of words were unspoken, but they both understood that this was not the place to talk.

Surrounded by generals such as Li Leshi and Qiu Bai, the two men led the dusty triumphant army into the city.

The scene inside the city was completely different. Chen Pingzhi was worthy of being the best commander in Feng State, and he had already arranged everything in an orderly manner.

The triumphant Fengtian cavalry were led to the prepared barracks to rest, and the aroma of hot wine, meat and food filled the air.

The lights in the former Khitan royal palace were on, and a grand banquet to welcome Yue Yun and other generals had already been set up.

After they sat down at the table, countless delicacies and fine wines were served, and everyone clinked glasses and ate and drank heartily.

There were also dancers dancing in the center of the hall. Although they were not as good as the Goryeo girl group, they also had their own unique flavor.

Although Li Che had read the battle report, a few words were obviously not enough to describe the dangers of the past few months. He could no longer hold back and asked Yue Yun to tell him slowly.

Yue Yun did not refuse and told the story of his thrilling journey deep into Mobei.

From the initial unstoppable momentum, to encountering a trap set by several powerful tribes, and being surrounded by superior forces in a desperate situation.

His description was so thrilling that all the generals at the table, including Li Che, could not help but hold their breath and subconsciously clenched their wine glasses.

They also heard that Yue Yun personally led the cavalry to break through the encirclement and launched a surprise attack on the enemy's rear, which threw the coalition forces of various ethnic groups into great chaos. Thunderous applause suddenly broke out at the banquet.

Li Che also slammed the table and stood up, shouting "Enjoy it!" three times, the worry in his eyes completely gone.

Li Leshi was also drinking excitedly. He wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and a rare sly smile appeared on his face:

"Your Highness, I have an interesting story to report."

Li Che looked at the young general he had given a name to, his eyes full of doting: "You, this 'stone', also have interesting stories? Come on, tell me about it!"

"At that time, the army was pursuing the enemy northward when we suddenly heard that His Highness had given birth to a prince, ensuring the succession of the royal family. I and your humble servants were overjoyed and decided to prepare the most precious gift on the grassland for our young prince!"

He paused deliberately to whet everyone's appetite.

Li Che also showed an interested smile: "Oh, what valuable thing is it?"

"Or maybe General Yue is just smart. We all talk about gold, silver, jewelry, BMWs, cattle and sheep, but General Yue is different. He says the most valuable thing is a princess from the grassland. Wouldn't it be wonderful to snatch her away and make her a child bride for our young prince?"

"I just heard from an old herdsman that the Khan of the Kunyi tribe has a daughter who is incredibly beautiful and is known as the most beautiful woman on the grassland!"

"No problem. General Yue and I will lead our elite cavalry to attack the king's tent overnight, break in and bring out the princess!"

The generals listened with great interest, imagining the scene.

"What's the result?" Li Che asked curiously.

Li Leshi's expression instantly became extremely strange: "As a result... I brought the people to the camp under the lights and took a look... Oh my God!"

"That 'Princess Mingzhu's' hair is half white, and the wrinkles on her face are deeper than the ravines on the grassland! She must be at least forty-five or forty-six, almost fifty! She's no princess at all, she's clearly the old Khan's great-aunt!"

He slammed the table and said, "The old herdsman is old and confused. The old man regards what he saw and heard in his youth as the things of today!"

Li Che laughed so hard that he fell backwards. "This generous gift, I'm afraid my son can't afford it. So, how is Princess Mingzhu?"

Li Leshi's smile widened. "It's not a waste. My brother Ji Taihan likes women like this. He said that this woman still has her charm, so he took her into his account."

The entire banquet hall was silent at first, and then erupted into deafening laughter.

Ji Taihan could already understand Xia language, but his face turned slightly red and he repeatedly reached out to hit Li Leshi.

The atmosphere reached its peak amidst laughter, and everyone was toasting each other and having a great time.

As the wine got to his head, the smile on Yue Yun's face gradually faded.

He put down his wine glass, glanced across the table, and finally looked fixedly at Li Che who was sitting at the main seat.

"Your Highness, besides destroying the royal court, I also...did one more thing during this trip."

Li Che was looking at him with a smile, motioning him to continue.

Yue Yun took a deep breath and said, "I have summoned the khans, chiefs, and nobles of all the remaining tribes to offer sacrifices to the heroic spirits of the Feng army on Wolf Mountain."

He paused and said, "Everyone unanimously elects you, Your Highness, as the common ruler of the grasslands—the Heavenly Khan!"

"Heavenly Khan?"

"what?!"

"This……"

The whole place was suddenly filled with dead silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Che.

The smile on Li Che's face froze completely, and the fingers holding the wine glass tightened instantly, and the knuckles turned white.

These words were not written in the battle report. Li Che only knew that Yue Yun had conquered the Wolf Mountain and done what he had done in his previous life, achieving the highest achievement of a military general by 'sealing the Wolf Mountain'.

However, he never thought that Yue Yun not only achieved the achievement himself, but also achieved the achievement of "Tian Khan", the ceiling level of emperor's martial arts.

Heavenly Khan, Heavenly Strategy General...

Li Shimin: I feel like I have always lived in Li Che's shadow.

Li Che slowly put down his wine glass: "Tian Khan? Zilong, do you know what you are talking about?"

Although this title is good, it is somewhat unconventional.

You should know that when Li Shimin achieved the status of Heavenly Khan, he was already the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Although he has the ambition to become emperor and will most likely be the next emperor of Daqing, he is still a vassal king after all.

Especially at this juncture when the crown prince passed away, if such an act of usurpation were to be heard in the capital.

I'm afraid that my suspicious cheap father will be stressed again...