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With a broad and kind face, and gentle eyebrows and eyes, Han Xu stood with his hands behind his back in the hall.

Compared to Han Yin, he has always presented himself as a kind and benevolent figure.

"Is Du Ruhui back" he asked.

The palace had just been cleaned, but the heavy stench of blood still lingered.

The martial arts marquis, clad in armor, stood beside him: "I only relaxed for a moment, and he escaped. This man is undoubtedly a thorn in the side of our Great Yong Dynasty. Letting him go this time is akin to releasing a tiger back into the mountains."

As the youngest Marquis in Yong Nation, Xue Mingyi, Marquis of Wu Gong, was a staunch progressive. He was very dissatisfied with Yong Nation's traditional conservatism and aligned perfectly with Han Xu on political views, having secretly pledged his allegiance long ago.

"I am well aware of Du Ruhui's formidable power. But in matters of urgency, when faced with life and death, one must sometimes put aside a thorn in the flesh. While this reform is indeed necessary given the current situation, it does carry risks. I find myself unable to rest easy... It would be unwise to provoke Zhuang Gaoxian at this time."

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Han Xu looked outside the palace. The sunlight was just a step away from him, and he had already grasped the supreme power over this land.

"What was their attitude when they welcomed you" he asked.

Of the four Yonghou who participated in the siege of Du Ruhui, Weinning Hou was the most senior, and he could represent the attitude of some meritorious nobles quite well.

"Weinong said nothing." said Xue Mingyi.

This is just watching.

“That’s good then.” Han Xu nodded. “It’s necessary for us subjects to make some achievements for the Emperor.”

He took a step forward, reaching out to touch the sunlight filtering in from outside the hall: "Look at this vast expanse of heaven and earth. It's finally time for us to gallop freely."

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He clenched his fist, as if he had grasped the entire empire: "Xue Qing, are you confident"

“Many people are waiting to see your jokes, Your Majesty,” Xue Mingyi said, bowing.

Han Xu strode forward: "In this world, there aren't many blind people, but there are many blind hearts!"

A radiant smile graced Xue Mingyi's resolute face: "I wish to be the sword in Your Majesty's hand, vanquishing foes, shattering armies, and clearing the world!"

On the day Han Yinshi died, it had been over a hundred years since Emperor Han Xu ascended to the throne.

Throughout this long period, although he was the sovereign, all military and state affairs were left entirely to Han Yin.

He had been the ruler of Yong State for over a hundred years, also serving as a puppet for over a hundred years.

For anyone with ambition still burning, this is the most unbearable torment. To be on the throne, to have power right at your fingertips, yet be utterly unable to grasp it!

He had long since changed his feelings for Han Yin from reverence to resentment.

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Even so, over the past century of filial piety, he still performs flawlessly.

Even though Han Yin Xiaoxiong was a shrewd and cunning man his whole life, never trusting easily, he had never once doubted him.

Who would have thought

He was an emperor who was kind and filial for over a hundred years.

To fully seize power, to become a true monarch, he was willing to invite wolves into the room and personally dismember the Yong Kingdom!

But it was precisely because this seemed impossible that he succeeded!

Lock Dragon Pass, on the top of the pass.

Zhuang Gaoxian sat without dignity, dangling his legs over the city gate of Guancheng, overlooking the constant flow of Zhuang's soldiers.

Du Ruhui, who had lost an arm, stood very straight beside him.

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Although the Zhuang Kingdom was not wealthy, medicinal herbs for repairing broken limbs could still be found. However, it wouldn't take just a few days to return to its former glory.

In this campaign, the king and his ministers have achieved their true strategic goals and can be said to have triumphed. From today onwards, Zhuang's territory has extended beyond Qichang Mountains and, using Luolong Pass as a stronghold, it now stares down upon Yong's hinterland.

Even if he never again sought advancement, he would remain an undisputed founding father of the flourishing Zhuang State. And his future remains bright, as Zhuang Gao Xian is still young and strong.

He has no reason to be in a bad mood!

As the sovereign sits here, it is naturally to pacify the army's morale and boost their spirits.

"Then where are the valiant warriors who came to conquer this city" Zhuang Gao Xian turned his head and asked, "I had you summon them to meet me. Why haven't they arrived yet"

All the attendants looked at each other in dismay, then one of them bravely stepped forward: "Your Majesty, Du Yehǔ is truly hateful. He said that General Zhang is unconscious and unable to accept the credit, so he refuses to move from his side, claiming he's attending to him... He is so bold as to defy your imperial command! Should I bring him here"

“It’s just a meeting, not a big deal. Besides, he wasn’t without reason.” Zhuang Gao smiled and waved his hand: “Don’t blame the hero too harshly.”

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Turning back, he met Du Ruhui's gaze. After a moment's pause, he said, "Afterwards, I shall go and see General Duan myself."

After the great battle, he did not go to see Duan Li who was injured and unconscious. It wasn't negligence. It was because... his collaboration with Yong Jun Han Xu this time, he did not let Duan Li and He Ba Dao know. Because if they were perfunctory, they would certainly not be able to deceive Han Yin.

So they were truly engaged in a life-or-death struggle with Li Ying, genuinely fighting for their country, completely unaware of the meaning of their battle. It wasn't about defeating their opponents or even stalling them; it was about dying at their hands and becoming a bargaining chip to increase the opponent's trust.

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He Ba Dao was dead, Duan Li was ruined. Even though it was Zhuang Gao Xian himself who made the decision, he still subconsciously avoided facing it.

While Du Ruhui's eyes were telling him, "Don't do that."

"Report!"

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Suddenly, a man flew in and knelt before the Dragon Lock Pass: "Your Majesty, an urgent report from Lan'an Prefecture!"

Zhuang Gaoxian frowned, the battle at Suolongguan was just settling down, and he hadn't even had time to order the navy to cease hostilities. The navy had only been meant as a diversionary force, with no expectation of significant military gains. Now, with this news arriving, there was a growing sense of unease that things were spiraling out of control.

"Come on!" said Du Ruhui.

The soldiers roared, "Suddenly, the National Academy's esteemed scholar, [Guo Yuan], appeared on the battlefield of Lan'an Prefecture. As Qing He Shui Jun and Bei Gong Yu faced each other, he charged alone, piercing through ten cities in a row!"

This is certainly good news.

If the Zhuang nation's navy can seize control of Lan An Prefecture smoothly, they will certainly not retreat. At that time, with Lan An Prefecture and Suolong Pass in hand, Yong Nation, sandwiched between Lan An and Yiyang Prefectures, would be a half-isolated land, always vulnerable to being devoured by the Zhuang nation.

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Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui looked at each other and couldn't help but shake their heads and chuckle. Intentionally, they complained, "You are truly an impatient one, Zhu Qing. You can't even stay put in Xincheng When you return, throw him into the Baiyu Army to prevent unnecessary trouble!"

>What is called resentment, is actually praise.

Moreover, Bai Yu army's main general He Ba Dao just died in battle, and Zhu Wei was gone. Who should take on any position

Everyone can see the satisfaction and expectations Zhuang Gao Xian has for Zhu Wei.

"Report!"

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At this very moment, another person flew over and shouted: "Urgent report from the Lan'an Prefecture!"

Two messengers arrived one after the other, which was truly unexpected.

Zhuang Gaoxian looked at Zhu Wei with interest and said, “Zhu Wei, what trouble have you gotten into again”

“Wish for only him…him…” the soldier stammered, “He betrayed his country!”

"Be specific." Du Ruhui said in a deep voice, "What exactly is going on"

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The messenger bowed and said, "I wish to tell you that during my campaign, I was victorious in capturing ten cities. Exhausted from the fighting, I collapsed. Thankfully, my soldiers saved me. Upon recovering slightly, on our journey back to camp, he took up his spear and walked away. His brothers tried to stop him, but he just said…"

"What did he say" asked Zhuang Gaoxian.

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“He said, 'If you regard me as a close friend and relative, then I regard you as my heart; if you regard me as an animal, then I regard you as a commoner; if you regard me as insignificant dirt, then I regard you as an enemy!'"

The messenger, trembling with fear, said:

"Then I, Wei, shall say to you: the memories of the maple forest will never be forgotten."

He bravely attacked the city, expanding the country's territory. By a stroke of luck, he survived and has already repaid the kindness of his upbringing."

From now on, he will consider you... his enemy!

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