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

Jiang Ruoshui neither dismounted nor knelt like Sakurai Yuki.

She was the empress of Nanzhao, and she had her own pride.

But her words were crystal clear: the army she brought would only obey Qin Feng's orders.

With the arrival of the Nanzhao army, the 300,000-strong force completely surrounded the vast palace.

To the east were the war elephants and rattan armor soldiers of Nanzhao, to the west were the warriors of Dongying, and in front of them was a 100,000-strong army from the southeast.

The 50,000 wolf riders of the Northern Barbarians and the remaining Iron Eagle Swordsmen of Ying Wuji were trapped in the middle, with no way to escape.

Ying Wuji turned to look at Qin Feng, his eyes filled with jealousy and resentment.

The leaders of these three armies were all women!

Lu Jiaojiao was the daughter of the military governor of Southeast China.

Sakurai Yuki, a princess of Japan.

Jiang Ruoshui, the female emperor of Nanzhao.

Any one of these three women would be a world-renowned beauty, and any one of them would wield immense power.

Now, these three women are all devoted to Qin Feng, even risking their lives to come to the capital to save him!

"Why! Why!"

Ying Wuji roared madly in his heart.

He considered himself to be handsome, intelligent, and the most outstanding crown prince of the Qin Dynasty.

Qin Feng, this traitor who was driven to desperation by the Emperor of Great Xia, actually managed to get so many stunning beauties to throw themselves at him!

Standing on high ground, Qin Feng looked at Ying Wuji's face, which was even uglier than if he had eaten excrement, and sneered inwardly.

I have a system, a talent for attracting romantic relationships, and the skill to control people and lock in their loyalty.

You think you can compete with my cheat code with your mortal brain? You're nothing!

The people of Great Xia have gone completely mad.

carnival!

No words could describe their current feelings. Just moments ago they were teetering on the brink of death, but now they were the undisputed masters of the entire scene.

"Three hundred thousand troops! We have three hundred thousand troops!"

"General Qin is invincible! Long live the Great Xia!"

The courtiers embraced and wept, their voices hoarse from shouting.

The way they looked at Qin Feng was no longer as if they were looking at a person, but as if they were looking at a living god.

The old tutor sat down on the ground, slapped his thighs with both hands, and burst into tears.

He cried and shouted, "May our ancestors protect us! Our Great Xia Dynasty is not destined to perish! General Qin is the pillar of our Great Xia!"

Several young officials hugged each other, jumping and shouting meaningless noises.

They had just been so terrified by the northern barbarians that they wet their pants, but now, seeing their own 300,000-strong army surrounding the enemy, all the frustration and fear in their hearts transformed into jubilation.

"Kill them all! Skin these barbarian bastards and use their hides to make drumheads!"

"And that Crown Prince of Qin! Let him taste what it's like to kneel down!"

The princesses and concubines who were originally trembling with fear now tidied up their disheveled clothes.

Their eyes were filled with undisguised admiration and adoration when they looked at Qin Feng.

In this chaotic world, only a strong man like him can bring them a sense of security.

In stark contrast to the revelry of the people of Great Xia was Ying Wuji's utterly broken heart.

"Qin Feng! You shameless, gigolo!"

Ying Wuji finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst out cursing: "What kind of hero are you! You're just relying on a few women for support! If you're so capable, fight me one-on-one. What kind of skill is it to rely on women!"

Ying Wuji's curses echoed across the square.

But he himself knew how pale and powerless those words were.

Qin Feng felt no anger at Ying Wuji's insults. Looking at Ying Wuji's face, which was twisted with jealousy, he found it utterly ridiculous.

"Ying Wuji, have you lost your mind?"

Qin Feng looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"My ability is to make these women willingly bring their armies to help me. You pride yourself on being incredibly clever, why don't you go and trick a few women into bringing their armies to rescue you?"

"You...you shouldn't be so smug!"

Ying Wuji stammered out a sentence, only to find that he couldn't even utter a harsh word.

He was surrounded by an army of 300,000, and he didn't even know how he would get out alive.

Ying Wuji's gaze began to wander aimlessly across the square.

He didn't want to die here; he was the crown prince of Qin and had a bright future ahead of him.

He had to find a way to escape. He knew there was a secret passage in the palace, and if he could reach the entrance, he could survive.

He secretly gestured to the commander who had been kicked, signaling the remaining Iron Eagle Swordsmen to move closer to him and prepare to cover his breakout.

……

the other side.

Xia Yuanhao and Empress Lü, this mother and son, not only knelt before Tuoba Zhan in order to save their lives, but also jumped out and cursed Qin Feng, urging everyone to surrender and become slaves.

Qin Feng's 300,000-strong army has now arrived.

The Northern Barbarians are finished!

What will they do?

Crown Prince Xia Yuanhao had just wet his pants in fright, and his crotch was still ice-cold.

"Mother...we're finished...Qin Feng won't let us go." Xia Yuanhao whispered in Empress Lü's ear, his voice trembling with tears.

Empress Lü was, after all, a ruthless woman with a quick mind.

She ripped off the sheepskin she was wearing and threw it hard on the ground.

Empress Lü lowered her voice and scolded, "Stop talking nonsense! Take advantage of the chaos and run! Blend into the crowd and find a chance to slip out of the palace!"

The rats moved stealthily, but Qin Feng, standing on high ground, could see everything clearly.

Want to run?

They betrayed their country, betrayed their ancestors, and cursed their fathers. Now that they can't win, they want to just pack up and leave?

There's no such thing as a free lunch!

Qin Feng's eyes turned cold, and he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Li Xuanba! Yue Shan!"

This shout drew everyone's attention back to the square.

"I'm here!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

Two towering men suddenly darted out from the crowd.

Li Xuanba carried his signature pair of purple-gold hammers, his muscles bulging like a furious black bear. Yue Shan gripped a thick-backed broadsword, his face filled with murderous intent, his eyes bulging like copper bells.

Qin Feng raised his hand, pointing at Xia Yuanhao and Empress Lü who were squeezing into the crowd, and then at Ying Wuji who was about to slip away.

"Keep a close eye on those clowns!"

Qin Feng's voice carried a hint of ruthlessness.

"Anyone who dares to step out of the square, no need for words, break their arms and legs and drag them back like a dead dog!"