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

After taking control of Han Yu, Ying Ziqing's figure disappeared silently as she had arrived.

After Ying Ziqing left, Han Yu was panting heavily, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

Looking at his concubine's cold corpse on the bed, Han Yu's face showed a hint of relief at surviving a disaster.

"That was terrifying. Luckily, I still have some value..."

However, when he thought about how he would only be a puppet in the future, he clenched his fist, then let it fall limply.

I gave a self-deprecating laugh: "What use are all my plans and schemes now..."

Looking utterly dejected, he ordered his men to drag away his concubine's corpse, and then summoned a beautiful concubine. Since his ambitions were thwarted, he decided to live a life of debauchery.

——Separation line appears——

Deep in the mountains, a massive ancient castle stands.

The dark and damp environment added to the eeriness of the castle, and cavalrymen in silver armor patrolled around it, lances in hand.

The lowest level of the castle,

The sound of dripping water echoed in the quiet corridor.

Dark red marks covered the mottled bluestone walls.

On the stone bricks, a young and beautiful girl huddled in a corner, trembling slightly.

Her delicate, fair body was covered only by a tattered cloth, and the exposed parts were covered with dozens of fine bloodstains.

Just then, footsteps slowly drifted from the depths of the corridor.

Upon hearing the footsteps, the girl trembled violently as if she had seen something terrifying.

The girl, her eyes hidden by her hair, looked up and peered out of the cage.

A young man with a handsome face, white hair like a waterfall, and wearing a white robe appeared in the girl's sight.

This man is none other than Bai Yifei, the youngest general in South Korea and a hereditary marquis.

Bai Yifei walked up to the girl, bent down, and lifted her delicate chin, revealing her long, snow-white neck.

A morbid longing flickered in Bai Yifei's eyes.

Ignoring the trembling girl, he bit down on her white neck.

Then a bizarre scene unfolded.

The girl's once plump and delicate body gradually became withered, while Bai Yifei's pale and handsome face showed a sickly flush.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the girl's graceful body had turned into a withered skeleton, and she had long since lost her breath.

Bai Yifei casually tossed the girl's remains into the shadows, making a clattering sound. There were many other withered corpses like the girl's in the shadows!

Just then, a black crow flew in from nowhere and landed beside Bai Yifei.

Bai Yifei grabbed Black Crow with one hand and crushed it.

He opened the silk scroll in his hand and glanced at it.

A chilling smile appeared on his handsome, pale face.

"Heh, you want me to lead troops into the city? It seems Ji Wuye has no other choice. This might not be a bad opportunity."

Bai Yifei pondered, his figure slowly disappearing down the corridor…

Two hours later,

Bai Yifei rode on a white horse, with two long swords, one cold as ice and the other scarlet as blood, hanging at his waist.

Looking down at the foot of the mountain, there were 30,000 silver-armored soldiers, their iron armor gleaming and their swords flashing menacingly.

Bai Yifei spurred his horse, brandishing his sword, and pointed it towards Xinzheng...

It was still late at night, and the cold moonlight shone on the mountains and forests. The silent silver-armored army moved silently through the forests. Bai Yifei was preparing to lead his troops to garrison Xinzheng overnight, not giving Ji Wuye and the others a chance to mobilize their troops.

Bai Yifei brought almost all of his 30,000 personal troops with him on this trip to Xinzheng, but the purpose of their visit remains unknown...

……——……——……

Four hours later,

The 30,000 silver-armored soldiers were still dozens of miles away from Xinzheng.

In a wide valley,

Leaning against the Greedy Wolf Blade, Ying Ziqing adjusted his bamboo hat, his gaze falling upon the silver-armored army several miles away.

He murmured, "It seems that Mo Ya's intelligence is quite accurate."

A moment later, the silver-armored soldiers and Bai Yifei noticed the figure in the center of the valley.

Bai Yifei raised his hand, and the silver-armored soldiers behind him stopped in their tracks.

He stared thoughtfully at Ying Ziqing's robes, armor, and scarlet mask.

He spurred his horse forward and said calmly, "So you are the one who made Ji Wuye so fearful?"

A half-smile appeared on Ying Ziqing's face beneath the mask.

"You will soon be like Ji Wuye."

Bai Yifei narrowed his eyes slightly and reached for the red and blue twin swords at his waist.

His face held a hint of fighting spirit.

"I'd like to see what level someone is capable of frightening someone like Ji Wuye."

Having said that, Bai Yifei stomped hard on his warhorse.

A figure flew out swiftly, and two sword lights, red and blue, slashed fiercely towards Ying Ziqing, who was leaning against his horizontal sword.

A flash of sword light appeared, but Ying Ziqing's figure vanished without a trace. Bai Yifei suddenly turned his head and saw Ying Ziqing behind him slowly drawing the Greedy Wolf sword.

He tried to raise his sword to parry, but his pupils suddenly contracted. He found that his movements had become sluggish. No, it wasn't that his movements had become sluggish, but that Ying Ziqing's movements were too fast.

Ying Ziqing's simple and unadorned slash pierced Bai Yifei's chest.

Bai Yifei's body was pinned to the ground by the Greedy Wolf Blade.

Seeing their master injured, the silver-armored soldiers in the distance became restless, but without their master's order, they dared not rush forward.

Ying Ziqing pulled the Greedy Wolf Blade from Bai Yifei's chest, flicked it with her right hand, and a dark shadow disappeared into the wound on his chest.

Ying Ziqing wiped the bloodstains remaining on the blade.

He said regretfully, "Is this what they call a rising star? Too weak."

Bai Yifei wanted to say something, but what came out of his mouth was a gush of blood.

At this moment, Bai Yifei suddenly shuddered, and the wound on her chest stopped bleeding.

He struggled to his feet.

Ying Ziqing looked calmly at Bai Yifei. Just now, he had injected the last Heart-Eating Gu into Bai Yifei's wound, and the Heart-Eating Gu directly burrowed into his heart meridian.

Bai Yifei knelt down on one knee with a thud and said calmly, "This humble general, Bai Yifei, pays his respects to his master."

Ying Ziqing said calmly, "From now on, call me Commander-in-Chief. Now, go and order the army to continue advancing towards Xinzheng."

"Yes, sir!"

As a master of the late stage of the Innate Realm, and because Ying Ziqing did not use her full strength, Bai Yifei was not seriously injured. He returned and gave the order to the Silver Armor Army to continue advancing.

Ying Ziqing sat on a white horse, and Bai Yifei was respectfully leading the horse for him.

After surveying the 30,000 silver-armored soldiers, Ying Ziqing nodded slightly.

A single Heart-Eating Gu was exchanged for a late-stage Innate Realm expert and 30,000 elite Korean troops, making it an excellent value for money.

Ying Ziqing's gaze passed over the mountains and forests, landing on the bustling city of Xinzheng.

What followed was a time of bloodshed...