Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Broken swords and spears! The charred remains of warhorses! Sticky, stained blood, a mixture of dark purple and dark green, formed a thick crust of ice on the frozen ground, covered by new corpses and pools of blood! Countless Daqian black-armored soldiers, corroded by the poisonous miasma and driven to madness, stumbled and roared in the miasma like zombies, brandishing broken weapons and hacking at friend or foe without distinction!

Every swing brought up a cloud of blood and minced meat! The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood, stench, sulfur, and a sweet smell like rotting willow catkins!

On the cliffs on either side of the canyon, countless ghostly figures, clad in dark green vine armor and with pale face paint, moved silently, exploiting natural crevices and narrow, man-made plank paths. They held no swords or spears, but instead, gripping twisting, swirling vines, each crowned with a strange, pale flower—the Rotten Heart Willow Vine!

"put--!!!"

A sharp and piercing command, like the cry of a night owl, came from the top of the cliff!

Countless pale, rotten-heart willow flowers suddenly burst into bloom! From deep within the stamens, huge streams of thick, dark green pollen, loaded with a strong paralyzing and hallucinogenic toxin, gushed out! The pollen, like a green, poisonous rain, blended into the gray-green miasma swirling below!

"Ugh—!"

The frantic black-armored soldiers at the bottom of the valley inhaled the poisonous mist, instantly becoming even more violent! Their eyes were completely bloodshot, and inhuman howls emanated from their mouths. Their attacks became even more frantic and chaotic! The tragedy of the internecine slaughter intensified!

At the exit of the canyon, on a temporary high wooden platform.

Hua Yunhong, clad in a dark green royal robe embroidered with a golden dragon pattern, stood with his hands behind his back. His face was gaunt, even elegant, except for his narrow eyes, which, like two bottomless wells, reflected the bloody purgatory below, serene and unperturbed.

Beside him was a giant man who was like an iron tower, wearing heavy black armor and had a hideous scar on his face.

Helian Tieshu, the great general of the Shenmu Kingdom, was scanning the battlefield with cold eyes.

"Your Majesty, Han De has been brought to the front of the battle." Helian Tieshu's voice was like the friction of metal.

Hua Yunhong nodded slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue:

"Bring it up."

Two burly strongmen wearing rattan armor dragged a burly figure covered in blood, with broken armor and limbs and neck locked with thick iron chains onto the wooden platform.

It was none other than Han De, the general of Daqian Border Town! His face was covered in blood, one eye blinded by a poisonous arrow, blood and flesh blurred, but the other eye still burned with unyielding rage as it stared intently at Hua Yunhong!

"Hua Yunhong! You are such a sinister villain! You only dare to use these despicable and poisonous tricks! Let's let go of me if you have the guts! Let's have a fair fight!" Han De's voice was hoarse, but it roared like a wounded tiger!

Hua Yunhong narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, as if admiring the struggle of a caged animal. He slowly raised his hand and pointed at the bloody purgatory shrouded by poisonous miasma deep in the canyon.

"General Han, look." His voice was calm, yet bitterly cold.

"The 100,000 cavalrymen under your command are currently performing a spectacular... fratricide for me."

He paused and turned his gaze to Hande's single eye, which was burning with anger.

"Qin Ming destroyed our Toruhan Holy Land and slaughtered the sacred tree we worshipped. This revenge must be paid with blood."

Hua Yunhong's voice remained calm, yet it was like a poisoned ice needle. "Today, I will cut off one of your arms and hang it on the beacon tower. Tomorrow, if Qin Ming doesn't withdraw his troops, I will cut off one of your legs. Ten days later..." The curve of his mouth widened, revealing his white teeth. "I will feed you, inch by inch... to the 'Rotten Heart Willow' in this canyon."

He slowly raised his hand.

A fierce light flashed in Helian Tieshu's eyes! His huge hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Hande's chained right arm like an iron clamp!

"Hua Yunhong——!!!" Han De roared furiously, struggling frantically. The chains rattled!

"Cut!" Hua Yunhong's cold voice was like a death knell!

Helian Tieshu laughed grimly! He raised a thin scimitar in his hand, which was as thin as a cicada's wing and gleamed with a cold green light, and aimed the blade at Han De's shoulder joint!

Just when the blade is about to fall!

Woo-woo-woo-woo!!!

A desolate and majestic horn sounded like a dragon awakening! It carried blazing rage and icy murderous intent! Like rolling thunder, it suddenly exploded from the canyon entrance, instantly drowning out all the fighting and screaming in the valley below!

Next!

Boom, boom! ! !

The earth began to tremble! Like a thousand horses galloping! The terrifying roar of iron hooves crushing mountains and rivers came from far away! Like a black tsunami of death, it surged towards the canyon entrance!

A massive, dark dragon-patterned battle flag fluttered in the bleak light! Like a sharp blade tearing through the netherworld, it was the first to pierce the swirling poisonous miasma at the canyon entrance!

Followed by!

A black torrent of steel! Like a bursting dam of death lava! Carrying a terrifying momentum that could crush everything! It crashed into the narrow canyon entrance!

The leader was a horseman! His entire body was pitch black! His saddle was emblazoned with dark golden dragon patterns! The man on horseback wore heavy armor inscribed with coiled dragon patterns. Beneath the visor, his bottomless eyes, like two cold abysses burning with hellish lava, pierced through the roiling miasma and instantly locked onto the figure atop the platform—Hua Yunhong!

Emperor Daqian! Qin Ming! Leading the army in person! Returning for revenge!

“Hua Yunhong——!!!”

Qin Ming's icy voice was like the collision of ten thousand years of black ice, carrying the murderous intent to burn everything, penetrating the poisonous miasma, and smashing hard on the high platform!

"I... am here to take your dog's head!"

The sound waves were like a real shock wave, making the wooden frame of the platform buzz!

Hua Yunhong's figure, standing with his hands behind his back, swayed slightly, and a trace of extremely subtle surprise flashed in his narrow eyes, which was then replaced by a deeper, cold calculation like a venomous snake.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he did not respond to Qin Ming's roar. Instead, he turned his head slightly and whispered a word to Helian Tieshu, who was like an iron tower beside him:

"put."

A fierce light flashed in Helian Tieshu's eyes! He swung his huge palm down fiercely!

"put--!!!"

The sharp, piercing command was like the cry of a night owl! On the cliffs on both sides of the canyon, countless figures clad in dark green vine armor suddenly pulled the capstan!

Rumble, rumble—! ! !

At the top of the steep cliffs on both sides of the canyon entrance, countless huge logs and rocks covered with sticky black grease and rotten willow catkins fell like a landslide!

With a shrill sound of wind, it smashed hard towards the black armor vanguard that had just rushed into the canyon!