In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

On a path by the fields, a girl with braided pigtails and wearing a coarse linen skirt was running with all her might, her feet moving so fast they seemed to be flying.

As she ran, she would occasionally glance in a certain direction, her eyes revealing a determination and unwavering resolve. The girl's name was Xiao Li, and at that moment, she was running with all her might towards the direction she sensed.

Because, through her unique telepathic connection with the Pixiu, she could clearly sense the deep fear in the little Pixiu's heart.

Suddenly, Xiao Li stopped abruptly, looked up, and stared intently ahead.

In front of her stood a man and a woman.

The white-haired woman, dressed in a Taoist robe, possessed a cool and aloof demeanor, ethereal and otherworldly.

The man was dressed in a dark purple robe, both civil and military, and wore a ferocious scarlet mask. He was tall and exuded a terrifying aura.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Li's initial anxiety was replaced by shock, and her mouth was slightly open, unsure of what to say.

Ying Ziqing walked leisurely to Xiao Li and slowly extended her palm.

A ball of stone was floating in his palm, emitting a faint glow.

Are you looking for it?

A hoarse, low laugh came from beneath the eerie scarlet mask.

Xiao Li stared blankly at the stone ball. Indeed, the stone ball in the man's hand was the Dragon Soul of Loulan.

This discovery made her eyes widen in astonishment, her face filled with disbelief. She never imagined she would encounter this person here.

Moreover, he also possessed the dragon soul of Loulan!

Seeing Xiao Li standing there speechless, Ying Ziqing's lips curled up slightly, and he flipped his hand to put away the stone ball that the Dragon Soul Pixiu had transformed into.

Then, his terrifying, unbearable pupils began to scrutinize Xiao Li's petite body.

She spoke softly:

"Such pure energy, no wonder it is the Tears of the Goddess, but it is a pity that it is not complete."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Li looked at Ying Ziqing in shock, her large eyes filled with fear and astonishment.

"How...how did you know?! This is impossible..."

She now understood that this mysterious man had not only captured the Dragon Soul but also knew her true identity, clearly indicating that he had come for the power of the Goddess's Tears.

However, before Xiao Li could speak, Ying Ziqing continued:

"Alright, come with me to Loulan and hand over the full power of the Goddess's Tear."

otherwise,

"I, the commander, will slaughter Loulan, the land you have protected for generations!"

Although Ying Ziqing's words seemed calm and casual, they exuded a boundless, blood-soaked killing intent.

A hint of defiance shone on Xiao Li's youthful face.

"Impossible! I will not take you to Loulan!"

Xiao Li knew that if she really took this terrifying man to Loulan, then the life and death of Loulan would be in his hands.

Moreover, Loulan also possesses something that the Goddess of Mystery requires her to protect...

Ying Ziqing wasn't angry at Xiao Li's defiant expression. Instead, she bent down and approached Xiao Li.

The terrifying pressure and bloodthirsty aura emanating from him made it almost impossible for Xiao Li to breathe.

Ying Ziqing's voice was as cold as ice: "Even if you don't tell me, I will find Loulan sooner or later, but by then..."

He paused, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"Do you know about the Hunnic mounds on the grasslands? That was my masterpiece."

But I had no experience the first time. However, this time, I, the commander, will build an even more beautiful Jingguan Tower over Loulan..."

Ying Ziqing's tone carried an barely suppressed excitement, as if he were anticipating a bloody feast.

Xiao Li's eyes widened, and an indescribable fear welled up in her heart.

She had never seen such a cold-blooded person, nor had she ever imagined that her country would face such a disaster.

She felt as if her throat was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and she couldn't make a sound.

The scene described by Ying Ziqing kept replaying in her mind—the Jingguan Tower made up of countless corpses—making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar of despair.

Ying Ziqing straightened up, looking down at Xiao Li with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"You insignificant beings, I will show you with facts how foolish it is to resist me."

Xiao Li stood there trembling, and said in a trembling voice:

"You...you are the demon god who slaughtered the entire Xiongnu tribe?"

"It is indeed I, the commander," Ying Ziqing said with a smile.

Xiao Li looked at Ying Ziqing's bloodshot pupils, then painfully closed her eyes.

“I will take you there. You can take anything you want from Loulan, but you cannot kill the people of Loulan.”

Ying Ziqing didn't make any promises to Xiao Li, but instead smiled gently.

"lead the way."

Half a month later,

In the desert,

Loulan, hidden in the desert, welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

In the distance, a force of about five thousand men was marching in neat square formations, slowly approaching the city of Loulan. The soldiers of this army were tall, with blond hair and blue eyes, giving them an aura of majesty and mystery.

Their upper bodies were clad in magnificent golden armor, gleaming with dazzling light.

It was as if they were showing the world their glory and power.

Each soldier's helmet was adorned with a tall red plume, which fluttered in the wind, making them appear exceptionally imposing.

They held round shields in their left hands and sharp spears in their right, their steps steady and powerful, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

The appearance of this army shocked the entire Loulan, and their presence seemed to foreshadow a fierce battle about to break out.

Several sturdy warhorses rode at the very front of the army formation.

One of the men on horseback, clad in golden armor and black robes, spoke expectantly to the man in red robes in the center:

"Commander Case, I've heard of this small country. The mysterious East is not far from us."

“Uller, scouting the East is not part of our 10th Battle Group’s mission,” the man named Case said calmly.

"But Commander, I've heard that the mysterious East is teeming with gold and silver treasures. If we could bring them back..."

Before Uller could finish speaking, Case interrupted him.

"Alright, greed is the gaze of death. Besides, we only need to conquer this rich but weak Loulan to obtain a large amount of gold and silver."

Although Ule was somewhat unwilling, he quickly realized that a piece of lucrative meat was waiting for them to enjoy.

Then he became excited again, one hand on the longsword at his waist, the other pounding his breastplate, and said excitedly:

"Commander, I am willing to lead the Macedonian warriors as the vanguard to break through this country."

Case nodded slightly.

"I will give you three squadrons. If the city falls, you and your men will have priority in seizing the gold and silver in the city."

"Your will."

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