On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

During their years of enslavement, they had become accustomed to kneeling and begging for mercy from anyone who appeared stronger than them.

Lin Zhen did not let them get up.

He simply looked at them quietly, his voice calm yet carrying a power that reached straight to their hearts.

Do you know where your hometown is?

This question stunned everyone.

hometown?

What a distant and luxurious word.

Many of them have been slaves since they can remember, not knowing who their parents are, let alone where their roots are.

In the crowd, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties raised his head with trembling hands.

A gruesome scar running from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth gave him a somewhat menacing look.

“I…I remember.”

His voice was hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.

"My home is outside Yumen Pass, in a place called Xinghua Village. There... there, in spring, the village is full of apricot blossoms."

As he spoke, two streams of murky tears flowed from his long-numbed eyes.

"very good."

Lin Zhen nodded, looked at the young man, and continued to ask, "Do you still want to go back?"

"I want it! I can't even dream of it!"

The young man suddenly raised his head, and a glimmer of hope burst forth in his cloudy eyes.

"I want to go home, I want to kowtow at my parents' graves, but... we can't go back."

As he spoke, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed again.

“We’ve been captured by those barbarians and brought here for ten years. Even if we go back now, there’s probably no one left in our homes.”

His words made all the rescued people present lower their heads.

Yes, ten years has passed and everything has changed. What good would it do to go back?

"Who said there's no one left in your house?"

Lin Zhen's voice suddenly rose a few decibels.

He looked around at everyone, and a flame seemed to burn in his deep eyes.

"Your home is inside the Jade Gate Pass! Your family is the millions of people of my Great Qian! As long as the Great Qian exists, as long as I exist, your home will always be here!"

"Now, those barbarians from the northern deserts are going to trample our homes, enslave our loved ones, and turn our last home into a hellish inferno!"

Lin Zhen's voice grew louder and louder, each word like a heavy hammer blow, striking everyone's heart.

"Tell me, will you agree?!"

"No way!" Someone shouted out first.

The sound was like a volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years, suddenly erupting!

"No way!!"

“No!!!”

More and more people stood up.

A flame was rekindled in their eyes, which had long been numb!

It was the flame of hatred, the flame of anger, and even more so, the indomitable flame of protecting our homeland!

"it is good!"

Lin Zhen looked at the group of people whose fighting spirit had been rekindled and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He turned around, took a blood-stained longsword from a soldier, and handed it to the scarred young man who had spoken first.

"From this day forward, you are no longer slaves to be slaughtered at will."

Lin Zhen's voice was cold yet full of power.

"You are the soldiers of my Great Qian Dynasty."

"Take up your knives and follow me to chop up those beasts who once rode on your heads and lorded it over you, one by one, and feed them to the dogs!"

"Go and take back our lost dignity and glory, bit by bit, with their blood and heads!"

The scarred young man trembled violently as he looked at the long sword in front of him, which was still dripping blood.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stretched out his hands, covered in calluses and scars, and gripped the hilt of the knife tightly.

"kill!!"

He let out a beastly roar that was not human!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

The hundreds of people behind him, who were also filled with hatred, also roared deafeningly!

The sound converged into a powerful torrent that shook the heavens and the earth, causing the entire grassland to tremble!

Murong Yan watched the scene unfold before her in silence.

She looked at the man who, with just a few words, transformed a group of heartbroken slaves into a fearless army seeking revenge.

Those beautiful phoenix eyes sparkled with extraordinary light.

……

at the same time.

The King of Mobei, who was leading his army at full speed toward Yumen Pass, received the news he least wanted to hear in his life.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

A scout scrambled into his golden tent, his face filled with terror and disbelief.

"The Hadan tribe...the Hadan tribe was wiped out by the army of Daqian!"

"what?!"

The King of the Northern Desert suddenly stood up from his seat, grabbed the scout by the collar, and his face, which was always full of majesty and domineering, was now filled with ferocity.

"What did you say?! The Hadan tribe has been wiped out?! Where's Batu? Where's that good-for-nothing Batu?!"

"Chief Batu... he died in battle."

The scouts' voices were trembling.

"Five thousand Hadan warriors were wiped out! The entire tribe was burned to the ground!"

boom--!

This news was like a bomb, exploding in the mind of the Northern Desert King!

He shoved the scout aside, staggered back a few steps, and slumped onto the wolf-skin-covered throne, his face drained of color, leaving only a deathly ashen hue.

The Hadan tribe was one of the three major tribes that guarded his royal court!

Batu was his most valiant general!

How could this be? It just disappeared like that?

"How many of them are there?"

The voice of the Northern Desert King was hoarse and dry.

"No... I don't know."

The scout shook his head. "The Hadan tribe was attacked by a surprise attack from the back mountain. The whole process took less than an hour. By the time our people arrived, it was already a sea of ​​fire."

In less than an hour, they annihilated five thousand elite troops.

The King of the Northern Desert was utterly heartbroken.

The Empress of the Great Qian Dynasty and her mysterious prince were far more troublesome than he had imagined.

Just when he was in a state of confusion and at a loss.

Another scout rushed in.

"Report——!"

"Your Highness! Something terrible has happened! The Chaga tribe on the western route and the Agu tribe on the eastern route have also been attacked by the Daqian army at the same time!"

"Both tribes were burned down!"

"puff--!"

Upon hearing this news, the King of the Northern Desert could no longer contain himself and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His vision went black, and he nearly fell off the throne.

It’s over.

His backyard was completely engulfed in flames.