Dream of the Red Chamber: After being exiled, I went on a killing spree in Liaodong.

The servant, trembling, recounted the events from beginning to end.

"Whoa—!!!"

Aunt Xue collapsed to the ground, wailing, "That heartless wretch! He's been bragging to the heavens, hasn't he! I'm going to the yamen right now to drag him back! Right now!"

As he spoke, he was about to rush out.

"Mother!" Xue Baochai rushed forward and hugged her tightly. "Eldest brother has already entered the camp to muster the troops. How can he leave without permission? Military law is absolute!"

The mother and daughter embraced and wept, tears streaming down their faces, as if the death knell was about to toll in their ears at any moment.

-

When Lin Ruhai, who was far away in Yangzhou, received the urgent report of the defeat of the Jiangnan Grand Camp, he smashed the teacup in his hand on the ground with a "bang".

He froze on the spot, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

The regular army was defeated by refugees carrying hoes?

Sun Hai! Are you going to fight a war, or are you going to die?!

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Ruhai immediately summoned his hundreds of salt workers, donned armor and weapons, and headed straight for the remnants of the battlefield.

Now that Yi Ge'er has gone north and not returned, the imperial court has no more troops to mobilize in Jiangnan.

If this defeated army completely disintegrates, then Jiangnan will have no more protection.

While others were busy fleeing for their lives and seeking refuge in big cities, he went against the flow of people, traversing wilderness and crisscrossing rugged hills, searching for corpses strewn across the fields.

Just to snatch back that faint glimmer of hope.

-

Five miles away, dust obscured the sun.

Wu Gang rode his horse up the high slope, with a massive army of 100,000 men behind him, surging towards Jinling like a tidal wave.

He squinted, gazing at the majestic city in the distance, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

"Jinling...we've finally arrived."

The White Lotus followers beside him all had fanatical eyes and were breathing heavily.

If we take this city, we'll have half the world in our grasp!

-

Atop the city wall, the cold wind howled.

The defenders peered out and saw a dense swarm of figures approaching like ants through the billowing dust in the distance. They nearly lost their grip on their weapons, their knuckles turned white, and cold sweat streamed down their foreheads.

"Young Master Xue... what... should we do next?" someone asked in a trembling voice.

"Don't panic!" Xue Pan suddenly looked up, forcing himself to remain calm, but his voice trembled like a withered leaf in the autumn wind. "Listen up! The walls of Jinling are ten meters high! Impregnable! They think they can climb up? Dream on!"

The soldiers glanced at him silently, inwardly sneering.

You told us not to be afraid, but you yourself were practically grinding your teeth to powder.

Want a face?

At this moment, Xue Pan just wanted to collapse on the spot.

But with crowds thronging the city of Jinling, how could he, the son of a prestigious imperial merchant, really just sit down on the ground and pretend to be dead?

I could only grit my teeth and bear it.

At that very moment, the rebel army's campfires stretched for dozens of miles, spreading like a galaxy across the land outside Nanjing—

Jia Yi had already received a secret report from the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

He stood on the hillside, his fingertips clenched so tightly they turned white, his voice filled with barely concealed anxiety: "Sun Hai... what happened to him?"

The wind whipped the flags, making them flutter loudly, but no one answered.

Just then, a scout rushed over and knelt on one knee: "My lord, we are only thirty li from Jinling!"

"Send the order!" Jia Yi's eyes darkened. "The entire army shall halt and rest for three hours."

Even the toughest man would have bloodshot eyes after a 300-mile trek.

Go to sleep.

After this sleep, it will be either the enemy who dies or I who perish.

While the Loyal and Brave Camp lay in wait, the rebel army was already seething with murderous intent.

The ladders were made of hardwood, rough but functional. As for battering rams or catapults? They neither knew how to build them nor bothered to.

They believed in numbers, in courage, and even more so in the White Lotus Sect leader's words: "Crush Nanjing, and everyone will be king!"

The night wind swept through the camp, and the believers drank around the campfire, their hearts filled with fantasies of the glory and wealth that would follow the fall of the city the next day.

The farmers who had been brought there, having eaten and drunk their fill, lay sprawled out and snored.

No one noticed—

Death was already pressed against the back of their necks.

Three shadowy figures moved stealthily like a pack of wolves, silently closing in.

Jia Yi, Wu Sheng, and Qi Jiguang, each leading their elite troops, quietly approached from the east, north, and west.

"Ugh—!!!"

The sound of horns ripped through the sky!

In an instant, the earth trembled, and torches surged forth like a tidal wave!

Loyal and Brave Camp, all lines of fire!

Red Hare neighed and leaped into the air, with Jia Yi leading the way. The glint of his sword reflected in the waning moon, cold and sharp as frost!

[Ding! The host has launched an attack on 500,000 rebel troops, capturing 50,000 Tang Dynasty Mo Dao soldiers!]

The system notification sounded in his mind, and Jia Yi's lips curled up slightly.

Fifty thousand Mongol cavalry, ten thousand Xuanjia cavalry, plus these newly acquired fifty thousand Mo Dao soldiers...

His trump cards are being revealed one by one.

"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!"

The rebels finally reacted, but before the shouts of battle could even subside, heads were already rolling on the ground.

"It's...it's Third Brother Yi back!!"

Xue Pan clung to the city wall, his eyes red from crying, his voice trembling like a leaf: "I knew it! I knew he would come back!"

At that moment, he was no longer afraid.

As long as that man is there, I'm not afraid of anything, even if the sky falls!

"The Duke of Qin has arrived!!"

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!!"

"Your Excellency is truly awe-inspiring!! We've been waiting for you for so long!!"

"If we win, I'll treat the entire army to drinks—plenty to go!!"

On the city wall, the defenders leaned out and roared wildly, their voices hoarse but they didn't want to stop.

And below the city—

The massacre has already begun.

Where the knife flashed, flesh and bone were separated.

"Pfft—!"

The severed arm spun around, the head rolled, and blood mist gushed out like a curtain!

Some of the guards felt dizzy from the sight and turned around to vomit, even bringing up bile.

"Where the hell did this army come from?!" Wu Gang exclaimed in horror, staggering backward. "Wasn't the Jiangnan camp wiped out by us long ago?!"

"It's him." Li Tianyi stood up, his eyes burning with fervor. "Jia Yi... has finally arrived."

He stared intently at that invincible figure—slicing down a man with a single stroke and stepping over a corpse with each step.

My heart trembled with excitement.

After waiting for so many years, he has finally found an opponent worthy of his full effort!

Li Tian leaped onto his horse and lifted his warhammer into the air.

A Qian army cavalryman blocking the way? He smashed the chest with a hammer, and the corpse flew backward ten paces!

Wherever they went, only blood paved the way!

Jia Yi glanced at his target out of the corner of his eye and immediately locked onto him.

That's a formidable person.

A truly peerless warrior!

He turned his Red Hare around and charged straight at Li Tianyi!

The two armies tacitly cleared the central open space, and the clanging of their weapons momentarily stopped.

Some of the rebels even slowed down the pace of the fighting, wanting to see how their war god would turn Jia Yi into a meat patty.

As soon as he relaxed his grip, he was stabbed in the back of the head—

The soldiers of the Loyal and Brave Camp never stopped killing; they were terrifyingly focused on it.

You dare to get distracted? Then you'll die first.

The remaining rebels were alarmed and quickly continued fighting.

But he couldn't help but mutter to himself: These lunatics... don't they care at all about their Duke's life?

nonsense.

The soldiers of the Loyal and Brave Camp only recognize one sentence—

The Duke never encounters danger; only others do.

"Jia Yi—prepare to die!!"

Li Tianyi roared like a thunderclap, his warhammer slamming down with a deafening crash that even made the air explode!

In the distance, Wu Gang stared intently at the center of the battlefield, holding his breath.

That's right, it's him—the renowned Duke of Qin, Jia Yi!

Once Jia Yi falls, the Loyal and Brave Camp will definitely collapse.

Nanjing City will be within easy reach!

The soldiers guarding the city walls were on tenterhooks.

Duke of Qin... could he really be smashed into mincemeat by this rebel leader?

Li Tianyi's mouth stretched almost to the back of his head, his ferocious grin still undiminished—

Unexpected changes occurred!

Jia Yi made a move!

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade tore through the air, carrying immense force, and slashed fiercely at Li Tianyi's iron hammer!

"clang--!!!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing exploded, the sound waves sweeping across the entire battlefield like a raging tide!

The two passed each other.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence. The next second, the entire hall was filled with gasps of shock.