On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The smoke from Yingchoujian in Lingnan has not yet dissipated, and the ruins of the Iron Wall City in Minyue are still burning.

The black coiled dragon flag of Daqian fluttered in the miasma-filled valley and on the cliffs where the sea breeze was howling.

Zhao Wu's troops were like mad tigers out of their cage, stepping on the broken walls and ruins of Yingchou Pass, chasing after the defeated remnants of Wu Biao's army.

Lin Zhen was stationed in Minyue, and with iron-blooded tactics, he wiped out the stubborn remnants of Southern Chu, and at the same time began to build the ruling foundation of the new dynasty in the southeast.

The national destiny of Southern Chu has completely turned into the dust of history under the flames of the Burning Sky Thunder and the crushing of the Daqian Iron Hoof.

However, the end of the war does not mean the complete extinguishing of the smoke of gunpowder.

In the heart of Lingnan, deep in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Towering ancient trees blocked out the sun, vines entwined like giant pythons, and the damp and sultry air was filled with the mixed smell of rotten leaves and miasma.

Thousands of defeated soldiers led by Wu Biao fled into this natural maze in panic like stray dogs.

They were familiar with the terrain, broke into small groups, and took advantage of the steep mountains, deep caves, and turbulent streams to launch a brutal jungle guerrilla war with the pursuing Daqian army.

"Report! General Zhao! Enemy traces spotted ahead! About three hundred people are guarding the Dulongtan Pass!" The scout, covered in mud and panting, reported.

Zhao Wu's gaunt face was covered in scars, and his eyes gleamed with ferocity. "Poison Dragon Pond? Humph! You're courting death! Where are the Burning Thunder Guards?"

"Here!" A team of Fenlei Guards wearing heavy armor and carrying grenade launchers responded in unison.

"Blast open the lair of that poisonous insect for me!" Zhao Wu roared.

"Yes!"

The Burning Thunder Guard quickly set up the grenade launcher, his movements as skillful as a machine. The dark, small "Burning Sky Thunder" pellets were loaded into the launcher.

"put!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded at the Poison Dragon Pond Pass, flames shot up into the sky, mud, gravel, broken wood mixed with the defenders' broken limbs and arms flew everywhere, and the narrow pass was blown open in an instant!

"Kill!" Zhao Wu took the lead, waving his long sword, and rushed into the smoke-filled pass like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf!

Behind him, the elite soldiers in black armor followed closely, with muskets firing and bayonets like a forest!

"Ah--!" Under the double blow of the explosion and musketry, the remaining soldiers of Nanchu collapsed instantly, crying and fleeing in all directions, but were divided and surrounded by the Daqian soldiers who were familiar with the terrain, and strangled one by one.

"Where is Wu Biao!" Zhao Wu grabbed a prisoner and asked sternly.

"I don't know, the general ran towards the Devil-Seeing Place," the prisoner trembled.

"Chase!" Zhao Wu's eyes gleamed with a fierce gleam. "Order all the troops to block all the main roads out of the mountain. A reward of ten thousand gold is offered for Wu Biao's head. Anyone harboring him will be killed along with his entire clan!"

Deep in the dense forests of Lingnan, a bloody cat-and-mouse game continues.

Zhao Wu was like the most experienced hunter, commanding the army and combing through the Ten Thousand Mountains like a comb, crushing and eliminating the last resistance of Southern Chu bit by bit.

Minyue, on the ruins of Tiebi City.

The atmosphere in the makeshift central military tent was solemn and busy.

"Report! Marshal! Quanzhou pirate leader Zheng Sanpao has led 3,000 of his men to surrender the city!"

"Report! Li Yong, the remaining Nanchu general from Zhangzhou, stubbornly resisted in Tiger Leaping Gorge but has been completely wiped out by the Fenlei Guards!"

"Report! The Fuzhou gentry jointly sent a letter of congratulations to the new dynasty and offered 10,000 dan of grain and fodder as a token of their submission!"

Battle reports and memorials were presented to Lin Zhen's desk like a stream.

He had taken off his black armor and was wearing a dark casual uniform. He sat upright in the main seat, his expression as calm as water. His deep eyes swept over every document, and his fingertips slowly moved across the rough military map.

"Zheng Sanpao has surrendered," Lin Zhen said in a low voice. "Approved! Order his troops to be organized into the Jinghai Battalion and stationed in Quanzhou to assist in suppressing the coastal bandits! If they show any sign of dissent, they will be executed immediately!"

"It's a good thing that Li Yong was executed." His gaze fell on Tiger Leaping Gorge. "Send out a reward for the meritorious soldiers! Hang their heads on the city walls for three days! As a warning to others!"

A sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the "Fuzhou gentry" Lin Zhen. "His heart is commendable, but he needs to be carefully examined. Order the new Minyue Pacifier to properly place him and keep him under close surveillance. Anyone who pretends to obey will be severely punished!"

"Yes!" The messenger bowed and accepted the order.

"Is there any trace of Chu Batian?" Lin Zhen put down the map and his eyes swept across the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard who was standing solemnly beside him.

The commander knelt on one knee, his voice solemn, "Reporting to the Marshal, according to multiple reports and confessions from captured Southern Chu remnants, Chu Batian and his Prime Minister Chen Yuan have indeed escaped from the Minyue coast and are suspected of having fled by boat into the South China Sea. Their exact whereabouts are unknown. We have dispatched additional elite spies on express boats to search the coast and have contacted merchants and spies on the South China Sea islands, offering a substantial reward for their capture!"

"Nanyang," Lin Zhen's eyes flashed coldly, "A stray dog ​​knows how to choose a place. Send out orders to all coastal prefectures and navies to strengthen patrols and strictly inspect passing ships. All suspicious vessels will be detained. Anyone who can provide the exact whereabouts of Chu Batian will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and be granted the title of Marquis!"

"As ordered!"

Lin Zhen's voice deepened. "Order the Ministry of Works' Thunder Division to immediately survey the coastal ports of Minyue and select sites for the construction of new shipyards to build ocean-going warships. The South Seas are not a barbaric land. If Chu Batian dares to escape there, our Daqian Navy will plow through the air and pursue him to the ends of the earth!"

"Yes!" Minister of Works Li Chong and Director of the Thunder Burning Department Chu Xiling responded in unison.

A sharp light flashed in Chu Xiling's cold eyes.

Jinling City, Purple Palace.

Murong Yan, clad in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat upright on a newly crafted golden chair adorned with nine dragons. Her phoenix crown and bridal robe adorned her, her demeanor radiant and majestic. Inside the hall, all civil and military officials stood in a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

"Your Majesty!" Minister of War Zhao Wu's gaunt face was frosted with the wind and a murderous look. His voice was hoarse but resonant. "The remaining enemy forces in Lingnan have been eliminated! Wu Biao has been wounded and has fled into the mountains. I have laid a tight net and will present his head to you soon!"

"Good!" Murong Yan's phoenix eyes were full of majesty. "Mr. Zhao has worked hard! Lingnan is in need of a capable official to guard it. Order the Ministry of Personnel to quickly select capable officials to take up the post! Soothe the people and restore production!"

"I obey your order!" Minister of Personnel Lu Wenyuan bowed.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Yun, the newly appointed Pacifier of Minyue, stepped forward, his voice steady. "The cities of Minyue have been captured! Most of the pirates have surrendered or been wiped out! Order is gradually being restored along the coast! The site for the new shipyard has been chosen, and construction will begin soon!"

"Very good!" Murong Yan nodded. "Your Majesty, Minyue is the southeastern gateway to the new dynasty and a key maritime border! You must pay close attention!"

"I will devote myself to the cause!" Wang Yun said solemnly.

"Chu Batian has fled to Southeast Asia." Murong Yan's phoenix eyes swept across the ministers, her voice turning cold. "If this beast is not eliminated, he will become a threat to our hearts! Order the coastal navy to intensify training! New warships must be completed as soon as possible! When the time is right, I will personally send the navy to expedition to Southeast Asia! Plow through the country and eliminate this threat once and for all!"

"Your Majesty is wise!" the ministers shouted in unison.

Murong Yan's voice was clear and resonant, carrying unquestionable authority. "Southern Chu has been destroyed, and Jiangnan, Lingnan, Minyue, and Minyue have all been incorporated into our territory. This is the great achievement of the new dynasty's expansion of territory. I order the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Astronomical Observatory to choose an auspicious day to set up an altar on Purple Gold Mountain in Jinling to offer sacrifices to the heavens, comfort our ancestors, announce to the world, grant amnesty, and start anew with the people!"

"Your Highness, we obey your order! Long live our emperor! Long live the emperor! Long, long live the emperor!" The ministers cheered like thunder, their voices shaking the palace!

Outside Jinling City, on the top of Purple Gold Mountain.

The wind is cold and the flags are fluttering.

The newly built altar soars into the clouds and is magnificent.

Murong Yan, dressed in a solemn and complicated crown for offering sacrifices to heaven, slowly stepped onto the altar under the protection of hundreds of civil and military officials and 100,000 elite soldiers.

Lin Zhen, wearing a black python robe, followed closely behind, his posture as straight as a pine tree.

The rituals and music are solemn, and the bells and drums ring together.

Murong Yan held the jade sceptre in her hand, facing the vast heaven and earth, her voice clear and sacred:

"Heaven above and Earth below, I, Murong Yan, have been entrusted with ruling the world! Now, thanks to the blessings of our ancestors, our soldiers are willing to sacrifice their lives to annihilate Southern Chu and purify the world! The vast territories of Jiangnan, Lingnan, Minyue, and Fujian will all be under your rule! This is the will of Heaven and the will of the people!"

"I offer my sincere prayer to Heaven and Earth! Pray for favorable weather and good harvests! Peace and prosperity for the nation and its people! May our Great Qian Empire endure forever and prosper!"

"Long live! Long live! Long, long live!" The roar was like a tsunami, resounding through the sky and shaking the earth and sky!

Lin Zhen stood beside Murong Yan, his deep gaze sweeping across the magnificent mountains and rivers beneath his feet.

The Yangtze River is like a belt, the Qinhuai River is like a silk thread, and further away are the Lingnan Mountains and the Minyue Sea that have just been incorporated into the territory.

The black coiled dragon flag flutters from the snowy plains of the northern border to the waves of the South China Sea.