After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

The Overlord Emperor, a surrendered general.

Yet, he still received enthusiastic congratulations from everyone.

After all, he single-handedly defeated Wang Jian, the military genius of the previous dynasty.

He is better than two generals joining forces.

Such extraordinary abilities are beyond question.

"The Tyrant Emperor is mighty, utterly defeating the former dynasty's number one military god!"

"No wonder he is worthy of being on par with Emperor Ji!"

"The Great Qian Dynasty is mighty! The Overlord Emperor is mighty!"

"The Great Qian Dynasty is mighty! The Overlord Emperor is mighty!"

……

The three armies cheered thunderously, with the Jiangdong army being particularly excited.

On the city wall, all the emperor and his ministers were equally excited and offered their congratulations to the three generals.

Wang Jian was a top general of the previous dynasty and a great contributor to Emperor Ying.

In their first encounter, he killed him.

This is enough to show that the Great Qian Dynasty already had the resources to confront the tyrant Emperor Ying.

The strategic value of this battle far exceeds the mere killing of one general or thousands of enemies.

No amount of praise is too much.

"Crown Prince! Prince Yi is back!"

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

Hundreds of thousands of eyes turned to Zhou Yi and Hu Die.

Everyone was filled with excitement and their expressions were devout.

It was as if I were facing the deity in my heart.

Without the Crown Prince, there would be no great victory for the Great Qian Dynasty today.

Without Zhou Yi, the imperial city might have already been breached by Wang Jian.

The Great Qian Dynasty still stands strong because he single-handedly supported the crumbling empire.

"The Great Qian Dynasty is mighty! The Imperial Grandson is divinely mighty!"

"The Great Qian Dynasty is mighty! The Imperial Grandson is divinely mighty!"

……

All the soldiers raised their arms and shouted, their voices shaking heaven and earth.

The ministers on the city wall, their faces flushed, joined in the shouting.

The fourth prince rolled up his sleeves, took the lead, and his shouts overwhelmed the crowd.

The Sixth Prince and the Second Prince also cheered for Zhou Yi.

However, envy was clearly evident in his eyes.

The rebel general was a terrestrial immortal at the peak of his cultivation.

A single powerful move could destroy the world.

In comparison, the two were almost two major realms behind.

Under such circumstances, the Empress Wu would naturally not send him to participate in the war.

Missing the opportunity to fight on the battlefield and relying solely on routine training will only widen the gap between them and the masters.

……

Scouts reported that the rebel army under Wang Ben's command was not far from the capital.

Zhou Yi made the decision to simply stay in the capital and wait for the enemy to tire themselves out.

The army was stationed outside the city, while the emperor and his ministers returned to the city.

Emperor Wu bestowed great rewards upon Zhou Yi and three generals.

At the same time, the troops were rewarded.

……

News from all over the country arrived at the palace like snowflakes.

"The King of Nanyue has rebelled and is marching north to attack!"

"Li Yunxiao of the Divine Sword Sect has seized Yunzhou Prefecture and declared himself king!"

"The Wu family of Gannan openly supports Emperor Ying!"

……

When Emperor Ying raised an army, those who refused to submit to him across the land responded in droves.

Furthermore, with the lifting of the cultivation ceiling, many celestial beings and semi-immortals have advanced to terrestrial immortals.

With their power suddenly surging, many people developed the illusion that they were the greatest in the world.

Anti-government forces sprang up like mushrooms after rain, flourishing everywhere.

Above the Golden Palace.

The ministers looked helpless.

Previously, the Mahayana sect had been inciting unrest for many years, sowing the seeds of rebellion against the imperial court.

Now, the virus is spreading everywhere, and it's hard to know where to begin extinguishing it.

"My lords, what good ideas do you have?"

When the Emperor asked questions of his ministers, his gaze fell upon Zhou Yi.

All the civil and military officials turned their gazes toward it.

With the Crown Prince around, following his advice will ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Now, it's not just Empress Wu.

All the officials in the hall had developed a dependence on Zhou Yi.

has a problem?

Oh, let's see what suggestions the Crown Prince has first.

We should simply do as the Crown Prince says.

"When the rules of heaven and earth change, the world will inevitably be in turmoil."

Zhou Yi said calmly, "The court only needs to remain calm and wait for the right moment to act."

"Once the rebellion of Emperor Ying is quelled, the hearts of the people will be won over."

"The Crown Prince is right!"

The Emperor was overjoyed. "Order all generals and soldiers to hold the imperial city and wait for an opportunity to counterattack!"

With the grandfather and grandson setting the tone, the officials felt reassured.

The entire court was preparing for war, including the ten-day agreement with the Emperor.

……

Vast and vast.

An army of over 200,000 men marched towards the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The leading general was none other than Wang Ben, a former general of the previous dynasty.

He was the son of Wang Jian, the military god of the Great Feng Dynasty.

A hero's son is a hero's son.

These words are most apt when applied to the father and son.

Like his father, Emperor Ying destroyed three of the six great states in his war to unify the world.

The number of barbarian kingdoms and tribes wiped out was countless.

In terms of land area, it far exceeds that of his father.

Therefore, Wang Ben and his father were known as the two great military gods of the Great Feng Dynasty.

He was particularly adept at strategizing and conquering territories.

"Brothers, move faster!"

Wang Ben, riding his half-demon horse, raised his spear and turned to cheer.

"Break through the Great Qian Imperial City and drink the finest wine from the palace!"

The army erupted in a burst of excited shouts.

"Good! Follow the General, and you'll eat lots of meat and drink fine wine!"

"I want to sleep with beauties dressed in palace attire, the concubines of the Martial Emperor!"

"This captain demands ten young palace maids!"

"Hahaha... Break through the imperial city, sleep with the beauties!"

"Break down the imperial city, sleep with the beauties!"

……

The rebels' morale soared, and their marching speed increased accordingly.

"Report!"

Sudden.

A scout rode up at breakneck speed.

He dismounted, holding a set of jet-black armor with a jet-gold helmet on top.

A long spear of black iron was inserted horizontally into the armor.

The familiar spear and armor sent a chill down Wang Ben's spine.

"What's the matter?"

he asked in a deep voice.

His voice was icy cold, like frozen ice shards.

"Reporting to the General! The Crown Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty has sent someone to deliver the old General's belongings."

"They also sent a message saying..."

"What else can you say?"

"Tell them that the old general's belongings are for the general as a keepsake. Please, general, do not make a mistake!"

"Nonsense!"

Enraged, Wang Ben killed the scout with a single sword stroke, shouting, "My father, how could he possibly be defeated by the Great Qian!"

He returned the sword to its sheath and raised his hand in a grasping motion.

The spear and armor flew into his hands.

The joyful atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.

The guards were stunned and quietly carried away the scout's body.

The soldiers glanced at the bloodstains on the ground and instinctively distanced themselves from Wang Ben.

……

The army halted its advance.

It is a geomantically auspicious place, nestled against a mountain and facing water.

A newly erected cenotaph was covered with the last handful of earth.

Wang Ben knelt down on both knees.

"Tons, tons, tons..."

A small pot of strong liquor is poured as a libation before the grave.

"Father, I swear to God!"

"We will capture the traitor Zhou alive and offer a blood sacrifice to your spirit in heaven at his grave!"

Behind Wang Ben.

Two hundred thousand soldiers knelt on the ground and shouted in unison:

"Kill the traitor Zhou and offer his blood as a sacrifice to the old general!"

"Kill the traitor Zhou and offer his blood as a sacrifice to the old general!"

……

The army continued to advance.

Along the way, soldiers from Wang Jian's remaining forces continued to defect and join him.

These soldiers were even more eager to avenge Wang Jian.

"Overthrow the Great Qian Dynasty and avenge the old general!"

"Kill Zhou Yi and avenge our blood feud!"

"Kill Zhou Yi and avenge our blood feud!"

……

As they marched forward, the rebel army continued to grow stronger.

Ultimately, the team size surged to 300,000.

"Zhou Yi, I will kill him!"

Wang Ben, his killing intent palpable, swore an oath to the heavens.

Sudden.

A fierce and aggressive force was charging straight towards the main army.

Strangely enough.

The army blocking their path clearly displayed the Great Fengtian War Banner.

A palpable killing intent emanated from them, suggesting a relentless and bloody battle.