Huanzhu Time Travel: Yan Luo's Unbreakable Love in the Yong Dynasty

In the valley, a cold wind howled, scattering withered yellow leaves everywhere. The Imperial Guards, like a surging tide, completely surrounded the stronghold of the martial arts forces. Li Mingtang, riding a tall horse, stood majestically at the front of the formation, his long sword gleaming coldly. He roared, "Listen, you thieves! You are surrounded! Surrender now to avoid suffering!" His voice echoed through the valley, full of intimidation, his eyes revealing undeniable authority as he stared intently at the enemy within the stronghold.

Inside the stronghold, the remnants of the Jianghu forces were in a panic. Their leader, clutching his injured shoulder, cried out in a trembling voice, "What do we do? How did the Imperial Guards find this place?" His eyes were filled with fear, his hands trembled involuntarily, and he looked around frantically, trying to find a chance to escape.

One of his men said with a mournful face, "Brother, we're surrounded. How about... we surrender?" He lowered his head, his body trembled slightly, his voice was choked with sobs, and his eyes were full of despair.

The leader glared at him fiercely: "Surrender? Surrender only leads to death! Fight them!" A glint of madness flashed in his eyes as he gripped his weapon tightly, a ferocious expression on his face.

Seeing that the enemy refused to surrender, Li Mingtang sneered, "Hmph, you won't listen to reason, so attack!" He swung his arm, and his long sword drew an arc in the air. The Imperial Guards behind him shouted and charged towards the enemy like tigers descending a mountain.

The battle erupted instantly, the shouts of battle deafening, the clashing of weapons incessant. The Imperial Guards, well-trained and perfectly coordinated, quickly broke through the enemy's defenses. An Imperial Guard soldier brandished his spear, felling an enemy, and shouted excitedly, "Brothers, charge! For the peace of the palace!" His face was flushed, his eyes revealing a determination to die for the cause. He forcefully pulled out his spear and charged towards the next enemy.

Meanwhile, inside the palace, Xiao Yanzi and Consort Ling anxiously awaited news. Xiao Yanzi paced back and forth in her room, her brow furrowed, her eyes filled with worry: "I wonder how the Imperial Guards are doing. I'm so worried." Her hands were clenched tightly together, her knuckles turning white, her steps hurried, and she frequently glanced out the window.

Consort Ling stepped forward, gently took Xiao Yanzi's hand, and comforted her, "Your Majesty, don't be too anxious. The Imperial Guards are so brave, they will surely succeed." Her eyes were gentle, and she had a reassuring smile on her face as she gently patted the back of Xiao Yanzi's hand.

Inside the prison, Suksaha heard the shouts of killing outside, and his last hope was shattered. He collapsed to the ground, muttering to himself, "It's over, it's all over..." His eyes were empty, his face was filled with despair, his hands hung limply at his sides, his hair was disheveled, and his former arrogance had vanished.

The jailer sneered from the side, "Hmph, this is what happens to you for your evil deeds!" He crossed his arms, his eyes filled with contempt, and a cold smile played on his lips as he looked at Suksaha's disheveled appearance.

The battle in the valley intensified, and the remnants of the Jianghu forces were gradually unable to withstand the Imperial Guards' offensive, suffering heavy casualties. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the leader tried to escape, but Li Mingtang saw through his plan immediately. Li Mingtang roared, "Where do you think you're going!" He spurred his horse and charged towards the leader like lightning, wielding his long sword to knock the weapon from the leader's hand, then kicking him to the ground.

"You have nowhere to run, so just surrender!" Li Mingtang looked down at the leader, his eyes filled with the joy of victory, his long knife pressed against the leader's neck.

The leader closed his eyes in despair and said weakly, "I...I surrender..."

The battle ended, and the Imperial Guards emerged victorious. Li Mingtang returned to the palace with the news of the victory, and everyone flocked to the Imperial Study. Li Mingtang knelt on one knee and excitedly said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Empress, the Jianghu forces have been completely wiped out, and the crisis in the palace is over!" He raised his head, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and his face beaming with pride.

Upon hearing this, Hongli smiled with satisfaction: "Good, Commander Li, you have made a great contribution this time!" His eyes were full of praise, and he raised his hands slightly, gesturing for Li Mingtang to stand up.

Little Swallow happily exclaimed, "That's great! Now I can finally relax!" A bright smile spread across her face, her eyes brimming with joy, and she clapped her hands gently, her excitement overflowing.

The entire palace was filled with a joyful atmosphere, as everyone celebrated the complete resolution of the crisis. Having weathered this storm, the palace seemed even more united, and the future looked promising.