Shocking! Five men are in love with the same woman!

However, only those with a guilty conscience would think that way.

Others, and the common people, applauded and cheered, agreeing with her wholeheartedly.

If there were more people like this in the world, especially officials.

After all, who wouldn't want a hero who doesn't care about anything else but upholds justice to appear beside them?

Therefore, despite Lingyan's ruthless methods, the people of the world were not afraid of her at all; on the contrary, they admired and worshipped her even more.

Especially many women.

The people they admire nowadays, besides Lingyan, are the Ninth Princess and Jiang Muxue.

It's astonishing that three women single-handedly led the effort to destroy Bei Li!

Everyone contributed their abilities, which led to the swift destruction of Bei Li.

Everyone in the world admires this.

These three women are all incredibly capable.

Their names became legends in people's mouths.

Their deeds are still widely praised.

Through their actions, they proved to the world that the power of women should not be underestimated.

People in the streets and alleys were talking about the three men's achievements.

Amazed, astonished, impressed, and in awe…

As a result, more women wanted to join the army during this period.

And their families did not stop them.

Even those who were previously stubborn in their ideas now agreed.

Therefore, these women were finally able to realize their dreams and find their own world.

Lingyan and the other two naturally knew about this, and felt that everything they had done was worthwhile.

Although they haven't changed everyone's mindset, they have changed some things and successfully enabled some women to leave their homes and realize their ambitions.

That's already very good.

I believe things will get better and better in the future.

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When we returned to the capital of Dazhao, it was already June.

The blazing June sun poured down on the vast land of Dazhao, bathing every corner in its dazzling light.

The golden sunlight seemed to carry endless vitality and enthusiasm, making the entire capital city shine brightly.

The air seemed to be filled with the joy of victory.

It was a rich and intoxicating aroma, like a fine, aged wine, exuding a unique charm.

A vibrant life force spreads freely across this land, and the flowers, grasses, and trees grow even more lush and verdant under the sunlight, brimming with vitality.

Every leaf shimmers with the light of life, and every flower blooms with vibrant colors, as if cheering and celebrating this great victory.

As Lingyan, the Ninth Princess, and Jiang Muxue led their army slowly into the city.

The entire capital city seemed to be instantly ignited, engulfed in a sea of ​​jubilation.

It was an indescribable scene of fervor, as if the whole world was boiling over with excitement for their return.

Looking into the distance, the streets were already packed with people, a dark mass, like a surging tide.

They eagerly awaited their arrival, their faces beaming with barely suppressed fervor and excitement.

It was a deep-seated excitement, a sense of reverence and anticipation for the hero.

The crowd surged like a tide, wave after wave, like an endless ocean.

Their eyes were filled with expectation and admiration.

As the army drew nearer, the excitement grew stronger, like a volcano about to erupt.

People's hearts raced, their breathing quickened, and the excitement on their faces became increasingly difficult to conceal.

They stared intently into the distance, their eyes filled with eagerness and longing.

Finally, when Lingyan, the Ninth Princess, and Jiang Muxue appeared in everyone's sight, a deafening cheer erupted from the crowd.

The sound was like surging waves, one after another, assaulting everyone's eardrums.

People waved their colorful flags wildly, their vibrant colors shimmering dazzlingly in the sunlight.

They shouted their names, "Crown Princess! Ninth Princess! Princess Wenyi!"

The sound was powerful and passionate, as if it could pierce the clouds and let the whole world hear their cheers.

The scene was filled with cheers and applause, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

The people's faces were filled with excitement and pride. They cheered for the three women's feat and celebrated the victory of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

It was a joy that came from the bottom of one's heart, a love for the country, and reverence for the heroes.

Some people had tears in their eyes, moved by the courage and perseverance of the three men.

In their hearts, the Crown Princess, the Ninth Princess, and Jiang Muxue are heroes and their pride.

Their tears were tears of joy, tears of emotion, and tears of reverence for the heroes.

They looked at the three women, their hearts filled with emotion and admiration.

Some people excitedly chatted with those around them, sharing their joy and admiration.

Lingyan, the Ninth Princess, and Jiang Muxue rode on their horses, watching the lively scene before them, their hearts filled with emotion.

A relieved and joyful smile appeared on their faces as they responded to them with laughter.

Looking at the cheering crowd, my heart was filled with boundless emotion.

Surrounded by the crowd, the army moved forward slowly.

People kept throwing flowers at them, and the colorful petals danced in the air like a beautiful rain of flowers.

The aroma filled the air, making people feel intoxicated.

It was a fragrant scent, a scent full of hope and joy.

The cheers rose and fell, as if they would never stop.

Their enthusiasm, like a blazing flame, illuminated the entire capital city.

At this moment, the entire capital was immersed in the joy of victory and the admiration for the three.

The impact they brought, like a spark, gradually spread.

They are role models, hope, and strength.

They will inspire more people to strive for the prosperity and strength of the country and the happiness of the people.

At this moment, in the imperial palace training ground, sunlight poured down, as if draping this solemn place in a layer of golden light.

Emperor Jingzhao and the others welcomed the army's return.

Emperor Jingzhao was dressed in a magnificent dragon robe and wore a crown. His posture was as upright as a pine tree, exuding the majesty and solemnity of an emperor.

The slight upturn of her lips and the sparkling eyes were filled with undisguised joy.

He slightly raised his head, his deep eyes gazing into the distance, his gaze filled with anticipation for the returning heroes.

That expectation was like a burning flame, intense and fiery.

Behind Emperor Jingzhao, civil and military officials, dressed in court attire, stood in orderly rows.

Holding scepters, their faces were solemn, and their eyes revealed reverence for victory.

Everyone was filled with excitement, eagerly anticipating witnessing this glorious moment.

Around the drill ground, banners fluttered, the red flags like burning flames, and the golden dragon patterns gleamed in the sunlight.

The flags fluttered gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, as if telling the story of the glorious history of the Great Zhao.

The soldiers stood with their guns at the ready, their eyes resolute, like guardians forged of steel, protecting this sacred land.

On the ground, the drill ground was swept spotless, and the sunlight reflected off it, creating a dazzling effect.

The neat stone-paved road seems to be showing people the rigor and order of the Great Zhao.