Transmigrating to another world, starting as a mountain god

Bald Liu Zhuangshuo knelt firmly on the ground, kowtowing to Zhao Wanjun.

Seizing the opportunity, the group charged forward.

With her face covered in blood, Zhao Wanjun rode past Bald Liu, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions.

When Zhao was murdered, he was framed and attacked, and almost died. This was all due to the betrayal of Bald Liu.

Although she knew there must be something fishy about Bald Liu's betrayal, she still hated him intensely.

It's like hating those thieves behind the scenes.

Seeing the scene before her, she could no longer distinguish between good and evil.

Bald Liu committed numerous evil deeds throughout his life.

But he held his mother in the highest esteem.

Bald Liu was grateful to Zhao Wanjun because Zhao Wanjun had saved his mother; he betrayed Zhao Wanjun because his mother had been kidnapped and coerced.

Later, when war broke out, the capital city began to conscript soldiers on a large scale.

With increased taxes and the imperial court also collecting grain, the lives of ordinary people became increasingly difficult.

As a able-bodied young man, Bald Liu was forced to join the army.

However, they encountered Zhao Wanjun and others again.

They should have been on opposing sides, but Bald Liu opened the city gates, allowing Zhao Wanjun to escape.

It is out of guilt in my heart that I wish to repay the kindness.

This was also a gamble for the future of the increasingly miserable people in the capital after Wang Xiang came to power.

In this world, among all the good and evil, who can distinguish between them?

The group spurred their horses and galloped all the way out of the capital city gates.

Behind them, arrows rained down.

However, the guard leader and Zhao Wanjun covered the rear, and with their weapons blocking the way, they narrowly escaped unharmed.

Hundreds of soldiers pursued them relentlessly.

However, beyond the capital city lies a vast expanse of land and sky.

This battle, though seemingly long, actually began with the rescue of people and then led to their escape from the city gates.

Less than an hour had passed.

Before the military order reached the troops surrounding the capital, no one outside the city stopped them.

The group rode their horses at breakneck speed, like fish entering the sea.

It became difficult to catch them again.

Enraged, the city garrison sergeant drew his broadsword and stabbed the kneeling bald Liu right through!

Bald Liu didn't utter a sound, but his body trembled, and blood flowed all over the ground.

He betrayed Zhao Wanjun to bring back his elderly mother.

But after his mother was released, she cursed him for the past two years, saying he was ungrateful and worse than a pig or a dog.

He died from a fit of anger and resentment.

Bald Liu knew that his life had been filthy and wretched.

"Mother, I know I was wrong, I've come to see you now..."

Bald Liu remained in the position of kowtowing, his forehead touching the ground, muttering, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Then, a cold blade pierced through.

A head rolled to the ground.

Just as the prime minister was about to launch his attack in front of the palace, he received news that "the treacherous bandits have colluded with the city's soldiers and fled the capital."

The prime minister was furious and ordered that all the remaining hundred or so soldiers who had been on night watch the previous night be imprisoned.

Meanwhile, the people of the capital were full of complaints.

The heavy taxation year after year, coupled with forced conscription.

The people no longer have any able-bodied children left in their families.

However, the imperial court went even further, showing absolutely no leniency.

Early in the morning, the streets were still filled with blood and corpses.

Is this still the capital of a country?

The people were terrified and deeply uneasy.

Moreover, many officials had heard that Emperor Qian was still alive and had been rescued.

Many thoughts began to stir.

The people were filled with resentment, and the officials wavered.

The series of bad news made the prime minister so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Chase them! Keep sending men to chase them!"

"Send a message by carrier pigeon, ordering the surrounding city gates of the capital to be on high alert!"

"If the thieves escape, I will not spare them!!"

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After escaping, the group immediately went to a location in Qian Kingdom where An Yue spies were frequently active.

Unfortunately, it has been abandoned.

Undeterred and without delay, the group continued their arduous journey despite their exhaustion.

Finally, several days later, An Yue's spy was found in a half-ruined inn.

Using a scout's carrier pigeon, the group sent out news of the successful rescue.

After a night of stealth and intense fighting, everyone was exhausted.

After a quick wash and wiping away the bloodstains, I prepared to rest.

For two years, Emperor Qian hid in a secret passage, filled with worry every day, and never had a peaceful night's sleep.

Having been on the run for so long, his mind was still racing, but now he was overcome with drowsiness. He didn't care about the dilapidated state of the inn and fell asleep on the ground.

The Zhao couple hadn't seen their daughter for a long time, so they pulled Zhao Wanjun into the private room, where the family members recounted the hardships they had endured over the past two years.

The leader of the Imperial Guard sat alone in front of the inn, wiping the sharp sword in his hand.

His face remained as stern as ever, but his eyes were filled with vicissitudes and sorrow.

Of the twelve guards in total, all went, and only one returned.

The faces of those brothers before their heroic deaths—whether angry or laughing, reluctant or heroic—seem to still be vivid in my mind.

The leader of the guards took a deep breath, his breath trembling.

If it weren't for the brothers having relatives and children to take care of, if it weren't for Emperor Qian and others needing to be escorted, if it weren't for not wanting to betray Emperor Anyue's kindness!

If it weren't for An Yue having a future!

He really wanted to fight his way back to the capital, his sword stained with blood, and fight to the bitter end!

He will be laid to rest alongside his brothers, so they will not be lonely!

Let us drink together to our hearts' content in the afterlife!

The leader of the guards looked grief-stricken as he wiped the edge of his sword.

As night deepened, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, I finally couldn't help but burst into soft sobs.

A man, covered in wounds and exuding a menacing aura, was crying like a child at this moment.

An Yue's scout sat quietly beside him, keeping him company, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

When they became spies and guards, they were already mentally prepared to sacrifice themselves for their country.

How could anyone remain unmoved when they see their beloved family and friends die before their eyes?

Especially the guards, they risked their lives just to help their leader escape.

"My lord, please accept my condolences."

The scout sighed.

The next day, to avoid being chased, the group left early.

The group rode their horses all the way here, leaving no trace of their presence.

Now that they had rested at the inn for the night, but the inn was probably no longer safe, the scout also left.

And far away.

The southwestern part of the Qian Kingdom.

Ji Xiu and Ji Lin put on a dramatic display of brotherly affection, completely fooling the guide from Qian Kingdom.

Ji Lin was covered in dust, indicating that his journey to the southwestern mountains of Qian Kingdom for the "participation" had not been peaceful.

However, Ji Lin was so skilled in martial arts that he was never actually harmed, even when he encountered chaos along the way.

Those who were guiding the way from the Qian Kingdom had some doubts about why the Third Prince of An Yue would appear here.

But in the end, by recognizing his face, they recognized Ji Lin as the genuine Third Prince of Anyue.

One by one, carrier pigeons secretly flew out and headed towards the capital of the Qian Kingdom.

Then, one carrier pigeon after another flew in from the direction of the capital of Qian Kingdom, heading towards An Yue's camp.

Ji Xiu opened the letter and quickly glanced at it.

"Okay, okay!"

"Emperor Qian has been rescued, and they are heading towards the main army!"

The generals were overjoyed.

"Hopefully, this Emperor Qian has indeed hidden a large number of loyal troops! Otherwise, helping him regain the throne will be a difficult task!"

An old general was studying a rough map of the Qian Kingdom, speaking in a profound tone.

Ji Xiu arranged for a team to march quickly to meet them.

The rescue plan has been largely successful, but it cannot be ruined by the rendezvous step!

"An Yue army, march!"

An Yue quickly mobilized its 100,000 elite troops and 100,000 field soldiers, totaling 200,000 troops.

They need to delay for a while longer until Emperor Qian regains power.

Only then could An Yue feel somewhat at ease with Qian Guo, her ally.

Only when our backs are secure can we dare to fight bravely against the invading army of the Xu Kingdom!