Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

At the East Gate, Zheng Qian faced 80,000 Qilin soldiers alone, which truly shocked Zuo Han.

The seven stone tablets displaying the results emitted a golden light, with Zheng Qian's name at the very top of three tablets, indicating a perfect score of one hundred.

Zuo Han did not launch an attack immediately. He looked at Zheng Qian and then at the stone tablet with perfect scores in three subjects.

"You achieved a historic record of perfect scores in all three subjects of the written test, and you also single-handedly defeated twenty-two experts at the Dragon Transformation Realm to win first place in the martial test. I have to admit that you are a prodigy. But if you think you can stop my 80,000 Qilin Army by yourself, you are just indulging in wishful thinking and throwing your life away."

Zuo Han was a veteran with many achievements. He loved his country and cherished talent. He advised, "Young man, your path is broad. Don't narrow it for yourself, and don't let it lead you to your death."

Zheng Qian put down his sword. The old general's eyes were sincere, and he didn't say anything sarcastic.

"With the Demonic Sect in power, I, Zheng Qian, though merely a scholar, should take it upon myself to eliminate the demons. Today, I will surely wipe out the remaining members of the Demonic Sect and restore peace and prosperity to the people of the world. General, you are righteous; why not turn your blade against the Demonic Sect and protect the peace of the nation?"

Zuo Han's eyes were resolute: "This general does not know what the Demonic Sect is. He only knows that His Majesty has issued the Imperial Seal for troop deployment and that His Majesty commands the Guangxiang Kingdom. This general obeys His Majesty's orders to serve the country and the people."

The term "old stubborn" perfectly describes someone like Zuo Han, who only values ​​officials and ignores the common people.

“Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. General, please send troops.” Zheng Qian didn’t want to say more; there was no point in trying.

He couldn't see the suffering of the common people; he only saw orders from his superiors, the need to protect his official position, and the importance of his reputation.

"You've shown your resolve by dying, so I, the general, will be the villain and fulfill your wish, ensuring your lasting fame." Zuo Hanqi was filled with murderous intent. He had already made the greatest concession by watching Zhu Ke enter the palace; now he was going to launch an attack to save the palace.

Zuo Han and Zhu Ke's standoff at the East Gate was actually a delaying tactic, as was his conversation with Zheng Qian.

There are many ways to rescue the emperor. Rescuing the emperor before the Lu family is in danger is a minor achievement. Rescuing the emperor when the Lu family is surrounded is a major achievement. Rescuing the emperor when the Lu family's lives are hanging by a thread is not an achievement, but rather an act of saving one's own family.

Zuo Han was the Lu family's benefactor for rescuing them from the knife, which is why he delayed and waited for the right moment to enter the palace and rescue the emperor.

"Haha, General Zuo, you want to lay a hand on my friend without even asking if we agree?"

Just then, Dong Hao, Li Sheng, Zhu Qi, and Liao Minyi jumped down from the east gate and stood side by side with Zheng Qian.

Zuo Han's face was gloomy. The four men were all crown princes, representing four different countries. He said in a cold voice, "Your Highnesses, this is a matter of state for my Guangxiang Kingdom. I ask you to be mindful and not interfere in our country's affairs."

Dong Hao said nonchalantly, "General Zuo, the four of us are Zheng Qian's friends now, not the Crown Prince. And today, the four of us only represent ourselves, not any other force."

Li Sheng raised his head: "Dong Hao is right. Today we are fighting only for our friends. This is our own action and has nothing to do with any other force."

Zhu Qi: "I fought alongside Zheng Qian, solely for the sake of friendship."

Liao Minyi: "Today, we are heroes of the martial arts world, fighting for friendship and for the people of the world."

Zheng Qian looked at the four people and was still very moved. They were saying that they were willing to risk their lives to play with him, and that they might even risk their country's war with Guangxiang Kingdom.

“Good brothers, the four of you come to the city wall to help me fight. I can handle the Qilin Army by myself.”

Zheng Qian still didn't want them to participate in the demon-hunting operation. It was fine for them to fight in Guangxiang City, or even in the palace, but they couldn't confront the army head-on, since the nature of the conflict was different.

Killing the Qilin Army is tantamount to using force against the forces protecting the country, and is also equivalent to declaring war.

“Zheng Qian, since you consider us brothers, don’t refuse to fight alongside us.” Dong Hao laughed freely. He had made up his mind that even if Zheng Qian didn’t go to the Crescent Moon Kingdom, he would still be his brother in life and death.

“Alright, then find some war drums and beat them for me so I can watch the enemy fight.” Zheng Qian didn’t refuse anymore. Since they were brothers, they would go to the battlefield together.

I fight the enemy, you beat the drum; it's still fighting side by side.

Dong Hao nodded. Zheng Qian still wouldn't let them take action, only allowing them to beat the drums, so as not to escalate the situation to the point of war between the two countries.

"Last time I saw the palace's war drums were placed in the side hall of the east gate. I'll go get them now and be right back." After saying that, Li Sheng flew into the palace and carried out four large drums, placing them on the city gate.

Boom...dong-dong...dong-dong-dong...

As the drums beat loudly, Zheng Qian's blood boiled, and he shouted to Zuo Han, "General Zuo, life and death are preordained, wealth and honor are determined by fate. This battle is not for power, but for the irreconcilable conflict between good and evil. Come on!"

"A young man who isn't reckless is a wasted youth. I will erect a monument for you." After saying this, Zuo Han loudly issued the attack order.

"Target: Zheng Qian, kill."

"kill……"

The 80,000 Qilin soldiers roared, their battle cries clearly audible not only in the imperial palace but throughout the entire city of Guangxiang.

The Qilin Army, clad in black armor, stretched as far as the eye could see, their menacing aura swirling in the air.

A monster three meters tall, with two sharp horns in front, limbs as thick as buckets, and a back broad enough to seat three soldiers, emerged.

The Ironback Rhinoceros lives on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. Each adult Ironback Rhinoceros has a strength of over 20,000 jin (approximately 10,000 kg) and thick, rough skin that is difficult to damage with ordinary swords.

The Ironback Rhinoceros that emerged was nearly four meters tall, with two sharp horns thicker than an adult man's thigh, radiating a black metallic luster and giving off a suffocating sense of oppression.

Veteran forward Mao Junhang rode on the back of the Iron-Backed Rhinoceros King, brandishing a five-meter-long silver spear.

"Brothers, kill."

Five thousand Ironback Rhinoceros cavalry charged in a line, the earth trembled, and every step they took was a death knell, making everyone's blood boil.

Zheng Qian took a deep breath, picked up the Dragon Scale Void-Breaking Sword, and charged forward as well.

"The sea of ​​blood is boundless."

A streak of blood descended from the sky. The Iron-Backed Rhinoceros's breathing quickened, its bloodlust ignited, and the soldiers were similarly aroused, launching a fearless charge.

Although the enemy was only Zheng Qian, Zuo Han still deployed the strongest assault force, which was a sign of respect for the strong.

With a whoosh, Zheng Qian unleashed a blood-red sword aura from ten meters away, cleaving the five iron-backed rhinoceroses and the soldiers on their backs in two, killing them instantly.

Their blood flowed to the ground, and some of it turned into blood mist, rising into the air.

"kill……"

Veteran forward Mao Junhang, riding the strong and tall Ironback Rhinoceros King, unleashed an eight-meter-long silver spear aimed at Zheng Qian's forehead.

"Well done, die!" Zheng Qian roared, unleashing his Explosive Slash, which blasted Mao Junhang and the Iron-Backed Rhinoceros apart with a loud bang.

As the blood rained down, some of their blood transformed into nourishment for the blood mist, causing it to expand continuously and acquire a trace of demonic energy.

Boom boom boom... The war drums beat loudly, the battle was fierce, and with Zheng Qian's killing, the blood mist became thicker and thicker, and the area became larger and larger.

Zuo Han rode on the Frost Wolf, his expression solemn.

"Zheng Qian's martial arts are demonic arts, and extremely powerful ones at that."

Wu Xiaohai hurriedly said, "General Zuo, Zheng Qian is the sect leader of the Undying Sect. He needs the blood of nine hundred infants every day to cultivate. He is the biggest demon in Guangxiang Kingdom."

Zuo Han's eyes turned icy, and his killing intent erupted instantly: "Where did you get this information?"

"His Highness the Crown Prince personally investigated and found that Zheng Qian came to Guangxiang Kingdom to avenge the destruction of the Bu Mie Sect three years ago."

Zuo Han was not only pedantic but also extremely loyal. He believed and obeyed every message and order from the Lu family without question.

Wu Xiaohai dared not flatter him; this was Zuo Han's confidence stemming from his high position.

The Iron-Backed Rhinoceros is an extremely rare monster. The Guangxiang Kingdom only has 20,000 Iron-Backed Rhinoceros cavalry. In just a few minutes, Zheng Qian killed several hundred of them, which pained Zuo Han greatly.

Since Zheng Qian is the leader of the Undying Sect, Zuo Han will not follow any moral principles; he will resort to underhanded tactics.

"Order the cavalry to reinforce the troops, the three battalions to form a net formation to capture the enemy, and the rear ranks to shoot and kill them with archers."