After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Amidst the chaos, ten fierce generals under the rebel king launched a joint attack on Chen Futu.

Chen Futu narrowed his eyes, swung his halberd in a wide arc, and swept away two weapons, cutting the two men in half at the waist.

"If you cannot stop me, you are not worthy to be my subordinate. Continue."

Chen Futu displayed his divine power, single-handedly taking on eight generals.

Everyone who witnessed this scene, whether enemy or ally, was horrified.

What kind of monarch is so reckless? Shouldn't he be directing the battle from the rear?

"Your Majesty!"

Qin Liangyu was shocked and furious. She rode her snow-white warhorse and tried to bypass the chaotic army of the foreign tribes. The foreign generals were overjoyed when they saw her, shouting, "Quickly, stop Qin Liangyu!"

"If we kill Chen Futu, we'll still have a chance!"

"Attack together! Stop Qin Liangyu!"

With a whoosh, several alien warriors launched a coordinated attack. Qin Liangyu fought alone on horseback, constantly observing Chen Futu's side as she searched for an opportunity to draw her bow and shoot an arrow to eliminate the fierce generals surrounding Chen Futu.

Chen Futu noticed her condition and said loudly, "Zhensu, don't worry, they are no match for me."

"How brave!"

"Chen Futu, you're too arrogant! As a monarch, wouldn't it be better to command the battle from the rear? Why did you have to come here to die!"

"You want to kill me? What makes you, a mere insect, claim to be brave?"

The battle was extremely fierce. Chen Futu fought eight fierce generals alone. Within a radius of several dozen meters, there was a fierce aura, and no soldier dared to step in even an inch.

Several vassal kings clenched their fists, their eyes bloodshot. They were no longer running away; they were determined to fight for a better future.

The situation on the battlefield was somewhat strange at this moment. The two armies were fighting fiercely, while the alien race gathered their troops to resist step by step, hoping to take the capital in one fell swoop after Chen Futu was killed.

On the Northern Frontier army's side, no generals came to Chen Futu's aid. Even Wu Qi, who had captured Pan Shi, did not participate. An Jingsi, who was far away, was also focused on killing enemy generals and did not offer any assistance.

Everyone is waiting for a result: will the King of the Northern Frontier deal with the eight fierce generals, or will he be strangled and the imperial star fall?

"This guy has absolutely no sense of being a monarch!"

Liang Xuan'er, watching the battle from the city wall, felt a chill run from her head to her toes; her eyes welled up with tears of anxiety.

The soldiers and civilians guarding the city were all on tenterhooks.

Rather than handing the capital to a foreign tribe, they preferred to give it to the King of the Northern Frontier. After all, the King of the Northern Frontier was a man from the Central Plains, who would not slaughter the people, and he also had a reputation for virtue. He was far more qualified to be emperor than the emperor who fled to the south. He absolutely could not die on the battlefield.

The battle lasted for about an incense stick's time. Chen Futu was not exhausted; on the contrary, some of his fierce generals began to be wounded by his halberd.

"what happened!"

"Can't eight people take him down?"

The rebels were horrified; was this even human?

Little did they know, Chen Futu possessed numerous trump cards; a transmigrator backed by a system, his power was not so easily exhausted.

Just as the rebel kings were about to make empty promises to their fierce generals, Chen Futu suddenly laughed and said, "The combat strength test is almost over, and I've wasted too much time with you all. Now, you can all die!"

"Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique—"

Chen Futu suddenly drew the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow from his waist, and instantly a silver light swept across the battlefield. It was an unparalleled power, carrying supreme ferocity and cutting off the area in front.

The battlefield fell silent. Four generals in front of Red Hare were cut in two, their bodies and horses falling like waterfalls of blood.

Most shockingly, the rebel kings who were overseeing the battle from the rear also suffered a calamity; they were cut in half at the waist.

They stared blankly as the upper half of his body slid off, and only when they were dying did they realize how wrong they had been. Chen Futu was a monster!

A blood-red wind swept across the battlefield. Within a few dozen meters in front of Chen Futu, not a single person survived; all were beheaded. The dead numbered in the hundreds. Whether they were generals, rebel kings, or ordinary soldiers, all were treated equally, and none were spared.

The battlefield was quiet for a few seconds, followed by an overwhelming roar of cheers and shouts, and the army collapsing like a house of cards.

The remaining four enemy generals dared not fight any longer and reined in their horses to flee. Unfortunately, their horses were so frightened that they convulsed and could not escape. The surrounding soldiers also knelt down in countless numbers, prostrating themselves on the ground and begging for mercy.

As for the alien race, the warriors were terrified by this scene. Their commander, under heavy protection, covered his head and quickly fled the battlefield, fearing that he would be killed by the sword light.

"kill!"

Qin Liangyu and An Jingsi led the White Spear Soldiers and the Jingyue Army in hot pursuit. The defeated foreign troops were thrown into chaos, and countless were trampled to death.

"The mighty king!"

"The mighty king!"

Zhang Liang laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

This is so satisfying! This is the King of the Northern Frontier! All those fierce generals and mighty warriors, step aside!

The king himself is an unparalleled warrior!

Chen Futu had just used up a lot of his true energy with his sword strike, but killing these generals was far easier than killing a saint, so he could still hold on.

Red Hare proudly raised its head and let out a joyful neigh; when it was one with its master, it was invincible.

"Big brother is so amazing! Silly girl likes big brother so much!"

Silly Girl leaped into Chen Futu's arms, excitedly waving a chicken leg. Even though she had seen that sword strike a second time, she was still amazed.

Chen Futu smiled and patted her head, then ordered Zhang Liang to notify Qin Liangyu and An Jingsi to withdraw their troops, quickly gather the defeated army, and clean up the battlefield.

This battle was legendary. Chen Futu single-handedly killed several generals and rebel kings, and routed the Western Regions coalition. He was destined to become famous throughout the world. In comparison, the Emperor of Daqian, who was so frightened by the Western Regions coalition that he hurriedly moved the capital south to avoid disaster, became a joke. It was clear at a glance who was the true ruler of the world!

The gates of the capital city were opened.

Covered in blood, Chen Futu rode Red Hare into this ancient capital.

The streets were lined with kneeling people, all shouting "Long live the King!" Some young girls looked at Chen Futu with deep admiration in their eyes.

Chen Futu was the peerless hero depicted in the storybooks they read in their boudoirs.

"Zhang Liang, order all troops to station outside the city and not to offend the people."

"Your Majesty, rest assured, Liang has already given the order and will ensure that the people are not harmed in any way."

Zhang Liang wasn't concerned about that right now; he was thinking about when His Majesty would ascend the throne and rule the world.

The group arrived at the square in front of the imperial city, where Liang Xuan'er led a group of civil officials who had not fled to wait.

These civil officials were not well-liked in the new emperor's reign and held low-ranking positions, but their refusal to abandon the capital and flee for their lives demonstrates their great benevolence, righteousness, and loyalty to the people.

Chen Futu personally dismounted and helped everyone up, saying with a smile, "You've all worked hard."

These few words brought tears to the eyes of several officials.

They were moved.

They risked their lives to advise the emperor to fight a battle to defend the capital, only to be thrown into prison to die. It was Liang Xuan'er who saved them. Now that the King of the Northern Frontier has arrived, he not only does not blame them for being officials of the Great Qian Dynasty, but also comforts them kindly.

This kind of heroism and gratitude is incomparable to that of a tyrannical ruler.

The group wiped away their tears and said in unison, "We are willing to follow Your Majesty to the death!"