If I send you to join the army and marry a woman, will you conquer the Empress?

Those civil and military officials who had just been like walking corpses were now like drowning people grasping at a straw, so excited that tears streamed down their faces and they wept uncontrollably!

They knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately to that figure who seemed to have descended from heaven!

Those princesses and concubines who had just been struggling on the brink of death erupted in a deafening cheer upon seeing who had arrived!

"It's Qin Feng!"

"It's General Tian Ce!"

The Ninth Princess collapsed to the ground and burst into tears!

Those were tears of joy, tears of survival!

In their hearts, this man was an omnipotent god!

As long as he comes, all the nightmares will end!

"Qin Feng?!"

Ying Wuji stared intently at the figure, squeezing out those two words through gritted teeth.

How is that possible?!

What is he doing here?!

How could he have arrived so quickly?!

This is unreasonable!

This completely disrupted all his plans!

"Ying Wuji".

Just then, the man who had driven everyone crazy or terrified spoke.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear, carrying an unparalleled majesty derived from the [True Dragon Emperor]'s talent, and clearly reached the ears of everyone in the square.

Qin Feng's gaze passed over the massive army of 50,000, over the grotesque corpses and living people, and landed directly on Ying Wuji.

"It seems you've miscalculated one thing."

"You underestimate how quickly I'll get back."

……

Was the calculation wrong?

Ying Wuji was so intelligent that he was almost supernatural, and his plans were flawless. When had he ever made a mistake?

But this person, who shouldn't have been there, slapped him hard across the face like the loudest slap!

"you……"

Ying Wuji opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

All his plans were based on the premise that Qin Feng's presence at Jianmen Pass was too far away to be of any use in the immediate crisis.

But now, that premise has collapsed!

"Hahaha! You're Qin Feng?"

Just then, a loud, arrogant laugh broke the standoff between the two.

Tuoba Zhan spurred his horse forward, took a few steps, and his eyes, like those of a hungry wolf, brazenly scanned Qin Feng.

Although he was somewhat surprised by Qin Feng's sudden appearance, he felt more like a hunter seeing his prey with excitement and disdain.

"That divine general that you southerners praise to the skies, describing him as some kind of god descended from heaven?"

He pointed his whip at Qin Feng, his tone filled with the arrogance and provocation characteristic of nomadic peoples of the grasslands.

"Hmph! Looks like he's nothing special!"

"One man, with only a bow, dares to charge before my fifty thousand Northern Barbarian Wolf Riders?"

"What? Do you think my blade isn't fast enough, or do you think you're living too long?"

"Are they here to die?!"

The northern barbarian soldiers behind him burst into laughter upon hearing their Khan's mockery.

In their view, Qin Feng's arrows just now, though indeed amazing, were ultimately just from one person.

No matter how strong one person is, can they be stronger than an army of 50,000?

One spit from each person could drown him!

Faced with Tuoba Zhan's provocation and the deafening laughter, Qin Feng remained unmoved.

She didn't even bother to give him a glance out of the corner of her eye.

His gaze remained fixed on Ying Wuji.

It seemed that in this vast palace square, only Ying Wuji was worthy of being a rival.

This feeling of being completely ignored made Tuoba Zhan feel that he had suffered an unprecedented humiliation!

He was Tuoba Zhan! The mighty ruler of the Northern Barbarians! The wolf of the grasslands!

When have I ever been so looked down upon?!

"You little brat! You're asking for it!"

Tuoba Zhan was furious. He raised his whip and was about to order the archers to shoot Qin Feng into a pincushion!

However, at that moment...

Qin Feng finally shifted his gaze from Ying Wuji and instead focused on Tuoba Zhan's face.

"Tuoba Zhan".

Qin Feng spoke calmly, "This is our first meeting. Since it's our first meeting, according to the customs of us Central Plains people, we should present each other with a gift."

The voice just fell.

He slowly reached out and took a square package wrapped in coarse cloth from the saddle behind him.

The package looked heavy, and it was stained with dried, dark brown bloodstains, emitting a faint smell of blood.

Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes.

Qin Feng flicked his arm and casually tossed the package toward Tuoba Zhan!

The package, suspended in the air, traced a less-than-graceful parabola before landing with a "thud" less than three feet in front of Tuoba Zhan's warhorse.

The straps on the package came undone due to the impact of landing.

The coarse cloth spread out to both sides.

A round thing rolled out from inside.

Rolling around... Rolling around...

It rolled and spun on the dusty and bloodstained bluestone slab, finally stopping beside Tuoba Zhan's horse's hoof, leaving a glaring bloodstain.

The thing was covered in blood and dirt.

But its original appearance can still be clearly identified.

That's a human head!

A human head that died with its eyes wide open in disbelief!

On that young yet twisted face, the endless terror, pain, and disbelief before death still lingered!

Those wide-open eyes were staring straight at the sky.

The braided hairstyle, so characteristic of the grasslands, clearly and unmistakably highlights the identity of the head's owner!

In an instant!

The whole world seemed to have been muted!

Tuoba Zhan's body froze on the horse's back.

The anger and arrogance on his face had not completely faded, but were replaced by an even more extreme shock and bewilderment.

Qin Feng looked at him and smiled.

"Your son, Tuoba Lie."

"At Jianmen Pass, I beheaded him with a single sword strike!"

"Today, I will send you, father and son, to the underworld to reunite!"