On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The 25th day of the first month of the second year of Shenghui.

Tieshan City in Liaodong is still shrouded in blood and fear, but the roles of perpetrators and victims are about to be completely reversed.

In the biting cold wind, a huge black phoenix flag, surrounded by an endless torrent of black armor, appeared on the snowy plain outside Tieshan City like a dark lightning tearing through the gray sky.

Emperor Murong Yan of Daqian leads the army in person and the troops are at the gates of the city!

On the top of the city wall, the Goguryeo defenders were already in chaos.

Days of burning, killing and looting had worn down their vigilance. When they saw the overwhelming and murderous Daqian army in the distance, panic spread like a plague.

Commander Jin Wucheng, surrounded by his personal guards, hurried up the city wall. When he saw the phoenix flag fluttering in the cold wind and the majestic figure at the front of the army, whose aura could be felt even from a distance, his heart suddenly sank.

But then, a brutal and ferocious aura surged up.

Murong Yan was not wearing heavy armor.

She sat upright on an exceptionally majestic snow-white warhorse, wearing her signature black and gold Su brocade cotton nightgown with the pattern of "Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix"—the Divine Phoenix Descent Dress!

In order to ride, the five-meter-long Su Jin tail was carefully dragged on the ground, looking very messy.

The dark gold brocade formed an extremely striking contrast with the white snow.

Above the nightgown, the giant phoenix towering into the sky looked even more ferocious and majestic in the solemn atmosphere of the battlefield, as if it would break free from its restraints and pounce on the city at any time.

She held the reins tightly in her left hand, and the black jade ring on her thumb shone with a cold and hard luster in the gloomy sky.

The softness of the cotton and the style of the nightgown create a subversive, suffocating and powerful presence on this iron-blooded battlefield.

Lin Zhen was dressed in dark iron armor, holding a long spear, riding a black horse, guarding closely behind Murong Yan on the left, his eyes fixed on the top of the city wall like an eagle, and a murderous aura surrounded him.

Jin Wucheng leaned against the battlement, forcing himself to remain calm. Gathering all his strength, he shouted towards the city below, "Hey! That's the Empress of Daqian down there? Instead of enjoying the good life in your beautiful nightgown in your deep palace, why did you come out to this bitter cold place to die? Hahaha!"

His voice was rough, and he laughed with a deliberately humiliating laugh, trying to irritate Murong Yan and give courage to himself and his men.

The Goguryeo soldiers on the city wall also burst into laughter, but their laughter was inevitably tinged with fear.

Murong Yan sat upright on her horse with an expressionless face.

The cold wind blew her hair and cloak, but she was as steady as a rock. She didn't even look up at Jin Wucheng, but her eyes swept calmly over the broken walls of Tieshan City and the panicked defenders on the top of the city.

Jin Wucheng's dirty words seemed like the sound of mosquitoes and flies passing by his ears.

However, Lin Zhen, who was standing beside her, could clearly feel the anger that was about to erupt and could burn everything under the calm appearance of the person next to him.

Her knuckles turned white from the strain of gripping the reins.

Seeing that Murong Yan didn't answer, Jin Wucheng thought she was cowardly, so he became even more arrogant and his words became even more unbearable to hear: "Murong Yan! I heard that nightgown of yours with the phoenix embroidered on it is very beautiful? Why don't you take it off and give it to this general? I might consider sparing your life! When the time comes, I will hold you in my arms and let you dance for us in the snowy land of Liaodong. Wouldn't that be joyful? Hahaha!"

These words are exactly the same as those in the secret report and are extremely blasphemous!

At this moment, Murong Yan finally moved.

She raised her hand slightly.

Behind him, a flag-bearing officer waved the command flag violently!

In an instant, the earth shook!

Dozens of heavy red cannons deployed at the rear of the army spewed out blazing flames and deafening roars!

The black shells cut through the cold air, carrying a scream of death, and slammed heavily into the walls of Tieshan City!

“Boom! Boom! Boom—!”

The continuous loud noises were like thunder in the sky!

Bricks and stones flew everywhere, and smoke and dust filled the air!

The city wall, which had already been damaged by the previous battle, was torn into several huge gaps in an instant like paper under the fierce artillery fire!

The defenders on the city wall were blown to pieces, and the screams were endless!

Jin Wucheng was shocked and staggered, almost falling down. The wild smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by incomparable horror!

He never expected that Murong Yan would be so decisive. She didn't even say a word and directly used such fierce firepower!

The artillery bombardment continued, the gap in the city wall continued to expand, and the morale of the defenders completely collapsed!

Murong Yan slowly pulled out a long, sharp spear hanging next to the saddle.

The gun reflected the light of snow, and the cold air was oppressive.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Zhen beside her. Their eyes met without words.

Lin Zhen nodded heavily, pointed his spear forward, and said in a voice as resounding as a bell: "Your Majesty has given the order! Attack the city! Kill all the enemies and avenge our national shame!"

"kill--!"

The long-accumulated anger erupted like a volcano!

Tens of thousands of Daqian's elite soldiers rushed towards the gap in the city wall like a flood that broke through a dam!

Murong Yan squeezed the horse's belly, and the white horse neighed loudly, and rushed out first like a white lightning!

Lin Zhen was shocked and hurriedly urged his horse to follow the guards!

She rushed to the front of the team!

The tail flies backwards as the car gallops, and the skirt of the divine phoenix flutters in the wind!

That dark golden figure looked so dazzling and strange in the snow, smoke and blood!

The long and messy tail dragging on the snow behind the horse, stained with mud and snow water, added a bit of cruelty and determination on the battlefield!

A Goguryeo officer tried to organize resistance, but Murong Yan swung his spear, causing a rain of blood and heads to fall to the ground!

Her eyes were cold and she showed no mercy. Every shot she made was precise and ruthless, just like chopping melons and vegetables!

She did not rely on brute force, but on superb riding skills and an almost instinctive killing skill. She shuttled through the chaotic army, and wherever she passed, Goguryeo soldiers fell to the ground!

Lin Zhen protected her by her side, waving his long spear and sending all the enemies who tried to approach her flying, but he was extremely shocked in his heart.

He knew that she was skilled in martial arts, but he had never seen her like this before. She was like the goddess of vengeance descending to earth!

The city walls were breached and the street fighting became even more brutal.

But when the Daqian soldiers saw that His Majesty the Emperor was personally charging into battle and was so brave, their morale reached the extreme. They were like tigers descending from the mountains, killing the defeated Goguryeo soldiers and forcing them to flee in panic.

Murong Yan’s goal is very clear - to rush straight to the city guard’s government office!

Anyone who stands in his way will be killed by his gun!

Her white warhorse had been stained red by the blood of the enemy, and the hem and train of her divine phoenix dress were also splashed with scarlet. The interweaving of ink gold and blood red formed a thrilling picture.

Finally, she rode a horse and broke into the gate of the government office.

Inside the mansion, Jin Wucheng and several of his personal soldiers who were still resisting were watching in horror as this god of death broke in.

"Murong Yan!" Jin Wucheng raised his sword with a fierce look but a weak expression.

Murong Yan didn't even give him a chance to attack!

She suddenly jumped up from the horse's back, her body as light as a phoenix, and the spear in her hand drew a cold arc!

"Dang!" Jin Wucheng's sword was knocked away!

He wanted to resist, but the moment Murong Yan landed, she turned around and kicked him in the knee!

Jin Wucheng screamed and fell to his knees.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Yan placed her spear on his neck!

The whole process was as fast as lightning!

It was not until this time that Lin Zhen rushed into the government office with his personal soldiers. Seeing the scene before him, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered the elimination of the remaining enemies.

Murong Yan was breathing slightly, her chest heaving.

She lowered her head and looked at Jin Wucheng, who was kneeling like a dead dog at her feet. There was an undisguised cold murderous intent in her eyes.

Jin Wucheng raised his head and looked at Murong Yan who was so close to him. He looked at her dark gold nightgown which was stained with blood but still gorgeous and strange. He looked at the giant phoenix on the hem of her skirt which seemed to be soaring in a sea of ​​blood. He finally felt a deep fear!

This woman...is not a human being at all!

Murong Yan slowly retracted her spear and ordered Lin Zhen, "Tie him up and take him away."

Then she turned around and looked at the street outside the government office where shouts and cries of killing were still being heard.

The moment she turned around——

The action carries with it the pleasure of revenge and endless killing!

The five-meter-long dark-gold tail, stained with blood and dragging in a messy manner, was suddenly lifted up by the rapid rotation!

Like a blood-soaked phoenix flapping its wings, it swept across the messy ground with a swish!

As the tail suddenly floated up, the densely woven gold lining inside was revealed, which looked even more dazzling and cruel against the backdrop of blood and gunpowder!

The pattern of Hundred Phoenixes Facing the Sun shone in an instant, and golden light flowed, but that golden light seemed to also carry the temperature of blood, noble, brilliant, and with a chilling posture of victory that crushed all enemies!

The hem of the skirt fell, covering up the golden light and the blood.

Murong Yan stepped out of the government office, looked at the city that was gradually being controlled, looked at the captives kneeling on the ground, and looked at the flag of Daqian being re-planted on the city wall.

There was still no smile on her face, only a cold expression.

Tieshan City was recaptured.

But revenge has just begun.

Jin Wucheng was captured alive, and what awaits him will be Murong Yan's endless anger.