Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

When the distant Zhao army and the remaining Yan Meng army met, they were equally stunned.

For a moment, the sounds of battle on the battlefield fell silent.

Most of the soldiers stopped moving, their eyes glazed over, wondering if they were dreaming.

But considering the previous blood-red tide, seeing this blood-red giant again doesn't seem so unbelievable anymore.

Xi Heng slowly approached, manipulating the Blood Sea Giant to open its mouth, while simultaneously speaking:

"Yan Mengjun's generals Yan Yinmu and Lou Guwang are both dead. If you, the remaining troops, fight again, you will only face certain death."

Those who prostrate themselves in worship will live.

The sound was amplified by internal force; although it was still a flat tone, it could overpower the sounds of fighting and travel for thousands of meters.

As it spoke, nine blood dragons beneath the hem of the Blood Sea Giant's robes unfurled outwards, gazing at the densely packed enemy forces with a roaring expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of soldiers who had already lost their will to fight hurriedly knelt down.

A very small number of proud riders still did not obey, but dared not continue to fight back and began to flee in panic.

Xi Heng raised his hand and waved it forward. Nine long dragons opened their huge mouths and rushed towards the enemy cavalry who were trying to escape at an even faster speed.

The blood dragon opened its mouth and tore at the horse, crushing it to death inside its belly. Both the horse and the rider on it were crushed into mangled flesh and bones, unrecognizable.

Having abandoned his show of force, he spoke again:

"I am the supreme being of the ten directions and three worlds, the incarnation of the Great Dark Heavenly Mother."

Xi Heng said, "All of you mortals should kneel down and worship, regardless of nationality, name, or status."

Regardless of the three soldiers who fell, the Ever-Victorious Army troops at the far end also stopped their offensive under the guidance of the two generals, and together they knelt down like a blood-red giant made of Korean blood.

"Honorable Great Dark Heavenly Mother." General Zhao Wanli was clearly already familiar with this sect and knew its veneration.

Tens of thousands of soldiers knelt down in unison, their shouts creating a deafening roar.

Xi Heng nodded, then ordered the Blood Sea Giant to turn around and look at the countless terrified civilians and the defeated military forces kneeling on the ground.

The blood giant, along with its nine dragon heads, looked down, immediately causing the large number of people who were already kneeling to shout the name of the Dark Heavenly Mother.

"I am the highest of the heavens, the most holy of all, the one true god!"

"The highest heaven, the most holy of saints—"

In order to survive, Yan Meng, a commoner, had no choice but to continue praising Yan Meng without daring to pause for even a moment.

"It is precisely because the Great Zhao trusted me and received the protection of the Great Dark Heaven that they were able to overcome the strong with the weak and plunder to this extent," said the Heavenly Mother of Darkness.

“You should also believe in this, and you will be protected and will never suffer the same calamity again.”

"The grace of the Great Dark Heavenly Mother extends to all walks of life and benefits all beings in the four realms and six paths of existence."

The beings below repeated the story.

Seeing how obedient these people were, Xi Heng didn't find an opportunity to assert his authority again, and simply withdrew the nine dragon heads from under his blood-red robe.

"Let's call a ceasefire," she said calmly.

"The Zhao army may enter Wolf Peak Balin to plunder cattle, sheep and horses, taking half from each family as today's spoils. In addition, those who swear to worship the Dark Heavenly Mother can be exempted from this tax."

"Yes, sir!" the Zhao general, several hundred meters away, responded loudly.

The Blood Sea Giant nodded.

Xi Heng, who was being held in his arms, clicked his tongue.

Had she known it would have such momentum today, she would have recruited a group of missionaries from the Dark Heaven Sect from the south to join the army in attacking Yan Meng.

In that case, we might be able to establish a branch church here today.

"Go do it." The giant lowered his hand and placed the girl back on the ground.

"Princess Xiheng is my incarnation, the queen of all kings and the lord of all lords in this world. She is a child of the Dark Heaven and also the Dark Heaven itself."

"In this world, all things, people, and objects must be respected by her."

After saying this, the Dark Mother gradually dispersed into waves of blood.

Xi Heng also pretended to be dazed for a moment, as if he was about to collapse into the sea of ​​blood.

Then, a pair of soft, slender hands emerged from the surface of the sea of ​​blood, lifted the girl up, and slowly carried her to the front of the Great Zhao army.

Immediately afterwards, both hands melted, and the sea of ​​blood itself gradually weakened, leaving only a huge spirit-absorbing array on the ground.

The girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she rubbed her eyes.

As if waking from a coma, he slowly got up and looked around hazily.

"Did you win?"

"Your Highness, Princess." Two generals approached, knelt, and clasped their hands in greeting.

"A divine miracle protected our army and led to victory; the enemy army was almost completely routed!"

Xi Heng nodded.

Feigning unconsciousness was a sudden whim; she didn't want her image to suddenly become that of a ruthless god in the eyes of these friendly soldiers.

It's better to retain some humanity.

"Your Highness, please rest well. You can leave the rest to us subordinates," Zhao Wanli said.

Although Xi Heng's official title was Grand Commandant, which was indeed one rank higher than General Zhao and Military Governor He, the actual power of the Grand Commandant was relatively weak due to the strong influence of civil officials, and he was not their superior.

Generally speaking, the military governor and the princess of the northern frontier do not need to refer to themselves as subordinates to her.

Zhao Wanli was clearly acting voluntarily.

Xi Heng slowly stood up, shook his head and said, "No need. Bring five hundred orderly soldiers and ten oxcarts, and come with me to move the treasures of the inner city."

"Yes!" Zhao Wanli immediately agreed and set off.

The orderly responsible for transporting the supplies quickly assembled.

She led her soldiers along the main road of the city to the city built by White Stone.

I didn't realize how far it was when we were on the surging sea of ​​blood, but now that I'm leading the army at a slower pace, I'm starting to see how far it is.

After who knows how many minutes, we finally arrived.

The soldiers climbed up the palace, found the treasure trove, and carried down chests of gold and silver, which they either placed on oxcarts or temporarily stored on the ground.

Gradually, the oxcart was filled with treasure.

An ordinary person only needs to come forward and grab a handful, and that will be enough for a lifetime.

Xi Heng casually weighed a thick gold ingot in his hand, recalling how poor he was when he first transmigrated.

After resting for a while, the treasure was taken back to the outer military headquarters.

The oxcarts went around several times, and the entire palace and its treasures were gradually emptied.

When Xi Heng returned with the last batch of treasure, it was already sunset.

The Ever Victorious Army also plundered a large amount of cattle, sheep, horses, dried meat, cheese, woolen fabrics and other supplies from the enemy's military headquarters.

As night fell, the military set up bonfires in the grassland camp they had occupied and held a feast to rest.

Tomorrow, Xi Heng will dispatch several soldiers to carry her corpse to the Spirit Absorption Array, where it will be piled into a mountain of corpses, set ablaze, and absorb the spiritual light from her flesh and blood.

In the area between the battlefield and Yan Meng's camp, there were still many unextracted corpses, which filled the area with hundreds of Blood Spirit Stones.

……

It wasn't until seven days later that tens of thousands of Ever Victorious soldiers finally managed to completely plunder the entire Wolf Peak Balin. The number of cattle and sheep they brought back was several times that of the army's personnel, and for a moment they were unsure how to take them away.

Other supplies were countless.

In the end, they managed to transport the animals slowly by putting leather bundles on the backs of each strong ox.

The Zhao army plundered and obtained so much that their return was slow.

On the way, Zhao Wanli came to the front to inquire about how to handle the spoils of war.

"The property will be stored in Yumen first, and then transported to the south in batches," Xi Heng said. "As for cattle and sheep, they will be temporarily entrusted to the herders in the border areas of the Great Zhao for grazing and management, and they will be given a certain return."

"Your Highness...and then what?" Zhao Wanli asked after a moment's hesitation.

"And then," she chuckled, understanding the implication of those words, "naturally, it will be to lead the army south and reclaim my throne."

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Chapter 128, The Struggle for Kingship

One month later, in the Taixiao Palace, the capital of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

In the imperial court, a high-ranking cabinet minister in a red robe, holding a court tablet, bowed and spoke:

"Your Majesty, it has been a month since the victorious army of the Northern Frontier entered Yanmeng and achieved a great victory... However, after the victory, the army did not heed the imperial order to rebuild the cities and fortresses of the Northern Frontier, but instead continued to march south, and has now passed Yan'an."

He paused here, suppressing his uncertainty, and forced himself to continue:

"Things have come to this point, and there is no room for wishful thinking—Princess Xiheng will lead her army to the capital to launch a coup!"

"I understand." Shang Chuxiao waved for the civil officials to leave.

Ever since she first received news of the Northern Army's southward advance twenty days ago, she has always acted as if she doesn't care about it.

Whenever an official raised this issue in a memorial, she would easily interrupt him.

The same applies here.

"Go down first, there are other important matters to discuss today."

"Your Majesty, this is now the most important matter concerning the nation!" The red-robed civil official, having been repeatedly advised to back down, had decided to stop and continued:

"The northern frontier army numbers in the tens of thousands. If they reach the city and launch an attack, the capital's army alone will be unable to resist. We must order the armies of all the officials to come to the aid of the emperor... The northern army has already passed Yan'an. If we do not give the order today, we will never have another chance!"

Chu Xiao ignored him and instead mentioned another minister's name: "Han Tianxing, I ordered you to return to Xiujiang to inspect how many places are suitable for water conservancy and land reclamation. Did you make any progress after you returned yesterday?"

"Your Majesty..." The minister surnamed Han fluently recounted what he had seen and heard along the way.

The red-robed civil official was interrupted again. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but had to suppress his impatience. Only after Han Tianxing finished his report and His Majesty had a moment to spare did he continue forward.

After only a few seconds of preparation, before he could actually urge them, a military general in charge of the eastern flank of the Great Zhao army stepped forward, knelt down, and clasped his hands in greeting, saying:

"Your Majesty, a document has arrived from Donghuangmei Mountain, which seems to mention the matter of providing assistance."

"What do I need assistance for?" Zhao Chuxiao said only, "Now that the great enemy in the north has been defeated by our army, the country is peaceful and harmonious, with only a few minor bandits left to be dealt with. Once the victorious army returns, we can easily restore peace and tranquility and create a prosperous era."

"But the victorious army's return to the capital is not to eliminate foreign invaders for Your Majesty!" the red-robed civil official quickly added.

"Princess Xiheng and I have a good relationship; she won't cause trouble," Chu Xiao said calmly, still appearing unconcerned.

"Don't make false accusations out of thin air, otherwise when the Empress returns, she will surely find fault with you all."

"The Lord of Huangmei Mountain is the number one martial artist in the world. Your Majesty only needs to agree to this document and accept the three or two conditions written on it, and he will help Your Majesty quell the military mutiny..." The Eastern general was still talking about the document he brought.

"There will be no bloodshed in this coup. Stop spreading rumors!"

Zhao Chuxiao made her decision and ordered the two men to leave.

"..."

There was silence for a moment in the imperial court.

The ministers looked at each other, unsure of what else they could do to submit a memorial to the throne.

The court session only resumed when the newly appointed Privy Councilor stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, I have recently learned of a cult in the south."

"Is the Dark Heavenly Sect going to advance north again?" Chu Xiao was somewhat surprised by this.

"It seems so, yet it doesn't seem so..." The Privy Council steward slowly began, "Rumors in the south say that the so-called 'incarnation of the Heavenly Mother' in the cult will appear in the capital within a month. The cult has already firmly believed this, and the evil leader, who is called the Compassionate Goddess, has organized an elite pilgrimage army to march north. This army does not attack cities and territories, but bypasses them, disregards logistics, and heads straight for the capital."

How many people are there?

"Perhaps three thousand, perhaps five thousand." The other party was unsure.

In addition, another courtier in blue robes stepped forward and spoke:

"I have heard that Princess Xiheng has extensive connections with the Dark Heavenly Sect, and there are rumors in the Jinshi City area that the Princess is the Holy Maiden of that sect—I beg Your Majesty to send troops to stop this evil cult army."

"A bunch of nonsense."

But no matter what his ministers said, Zhao Chuxiao had no intention of listening attentively.