My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

Lin Ye also heard the scout's report and noticed a number—

One hundred li.

He quickly calculated in his mind.

Based on the marching speed of ancient times, it would take about two or three days to reach Fangzhou.

Two or three days...

Lin Ye pondered.

During his live streams these past few days, he also noticed something—

When he is live streaming, or when he uses props to affect the Great Flame Kingdom in different timelines, the time flow of the two timelines will temporarily synchronize.

Just like when he looks at it with the Heavenly Mirror now, the flow of time is the same on both sides.

If he keeps the Heavenly Mirror open, he'll probably have to wait two or three days before he sees them face off.

He's not that free.

Lin Ye first turned off the Sky Mirror, then reached for the remote control and pressed the power button with his fingertip.

The television screen suddenly went black.

He stood up from the sofa, stretched, and his bones cracked a few times.

I'll take care of some work first.

Lin Ye picked up his phone and scrolled through his emails, swiping his thumb across the screen as his gaze swept over the dense reports and data.

This is a message from Xingcheng Precision Manufacturing Plant, which concludes by saying that the project should be completed around next Tuesday.

Lin Ye paused as he scrolled through emails, his brows furrowing slightly.

Today is Friday, and next Tuesday is just around the corner.

The person behind the destruction of his motherboard has not taken any further action so far.

Could it be that they're trying to manipulate the final delivery?

Lin Ye sneered, slammed his phone down on the table with a soft thud.

Who cares? Anyway, there's a malicious warning cat.

there is always a solution to a problem.

If you dare touch his things, you'd better think twice about whether you can withstand his retaliation!

……

At noon, sunlight streamed directly in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the living room warm and bright.

After finishing his meal, Lin Ye gestured for Zhou Ran to tidy up, then curled up back on the sofa in the living room.

He reopened the Sky Mirror and pressed a button on the remote control in his hand.

The TV screen lit up again.

Lin Ye chose Wang Meng as his target again, but he broadened his horizons.

The moment the scene appeared, the army had just arrived at the gates of Fangzhou City.

A dark mass of people pressed in from the horizon, like a vast, overwhelming cloud.

The sounds of horses' hooves, footsteps, and the clanging of armor mingled together, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

Dust was kicked up by thousands of feet, swirling endlessly in the air.

Tens of thousands of soldiers surrounded the front of Fangzhou City, making it impossible to pass through.

The spears stood like a forest, their blades reflecting the rare, unobstructed sunlight of the entire force, so bright it hurt the eyes.

Shu Jingwei's elite Shu-character flags were mixed together with the imperial army flags, fluttering in the wind.

Fangzhou City stood opposite, its gates tightly closed, and its walls lined with soldiers guarding the city.

Their eyes were fixed on the imperial army below, their excitement palpable.

But those people below certainly can't see it.

Yao Jingyuan rode a tall horse, clattering as he passed through the path cleared by the soldiers, and stood at attention in front of the formation.

He changed into a set of light silver-white armor, the plates polished to a shine, gleaming in the sunlight.

He had a beautifully decorated sword at his waist, with a ruby-encrusted scabbard that looked like it had never been sharpened.

A gust of wind blew by, lifting the red tassel on his helmet, making it flutter particularly flamboyantly.

He raised his chin slightly, his gaze sweeping over the silent guards on the city wall, and a slow smile curved his lips.

Yao Jingyuan took a deep breath, his chest bulged, and then he shouted out loud.

"Listen up, people of the city—!"

The sound was carried by the wind and echoed in front of Fangzhou City.

"We are the legitimate soldiers of the Great Flame Army! His Majesty has ordered us to suppress the rebellion!"

He turned to the side and waved his hand, pointing to the dark, imposing army formation behind him.

Five thousand elite troops stood at the front, arranged in a square formation.

Their armor was gleaming, their swords and spears were sharp, and they stood there like an iron wall.

"Open your eyes wide and see clearly—this is His Majesty's elite force! They've fought their way from the East Sea to the Northern Border, and haven't suffered a single defeat!"

His voice grew louder and louder.

"These soldiers are worth ten men each! Their swords can cut through iron like mud! Their armor is impervious to blades and spears! Their style is fearless and undaunted!"

As Yao Jingyuan spoke, his gaze swept across the faces of the soldiers on the city wall.

Most of their faces were covered by helmets, so their expressions were not visible.

He softened his tone, adopting a more earnest and earnest manner.

"General Wang Meng, you are a veteran official of the court, and His Majesty has treated you well. Why insist on going down this dark path?"

"Bring your men out and surrender now, and you might still have a chance to live. If you remain stubborn—"

"His Majesty's elite troops will not let any traitor escape! You and all those who follow you will die!"

His voice suddenly turned cold, and when he said the last sentence, he spoke almost one word at a time.

As the last word fell, a unified roar erupted from the army formation behind him—

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The roar was like thunder, causing dust to fall from the city walls.

Yao Jingyuan sat upright on his horse, waiting quietly.

He had traveled all the way north from the capital, and he had seen the conditions of the prefectures and counties along the way.

There are still several counties ahead where blood has flowed like rivers, and the blood on every street and alley will probably not be washed away for more than a month.

Later on, it almost became a ghost town, with only some imperial troops stationed inside.

All the traitors vanished without a trace, not even a shadow of them remained.

They were clearly terrified by those surprise troops and fled in panic.

Thinking of this, Yao Jingyuan couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Those soldiers were indeed terrifying; if it weren't for them, I wouldn't have ended up here.

However, it's perfect for now to use in a battle of wits with Wang Meng.

Yao Jingyuan suppressed a trace of fear in his heart and continued to wait.

He waited for the terrified soldiers to scream, for panic to erupt on the city walls, and for a look of hesitation to appear on Wang Meng's dark and hard face.

However, after a long while, no one spoke on the city wall.

It was as silent as an empty city.

Yao Jingyuan frowned, a vague feeling that something was wrong.

He opened his mouth, about to shout a few more words—

Suddenly, a muffled, loud crash came from the city gate of Fangzhou.

The tall, heavy city gate was slowly opened from the inside.

Yao Jingyuan instantly forgot about the slight unease he had just noticed, and a smug smile spread across his face.

"That's right—" he said softly, his voice filled with smug arrogance.

Everyone saw it!

He defeated this formidable opponent with just a few words!

These soldiers had to admire him to the point of complete awe.

His 60,000 men, plus Wang Meng's soldiers, probably number around 100,000.

After he killed Shu Jingwei's elite troops and Wang Meng, the leader of the rebel party.

From now on, the North will be his entire domain, and everyone will have to bow down and kneel before him!

Yao Jingyuan sat upright on the horse, his head slightly raised.

He had even begun to imagine himself being escorted into Fangzhou City by a vast army.

The city gates opened wider and wider.

The two heavy doors scraped against the ground with a dull rumble, raising a cloud of dust.

Yao Jingyuan straightened his back, adjusted his collar, cleared his throat, and prepared to deliver the magnanimous and dignified surrender speech that he had prepared long ago.

Then--

He could see the scene inside the city gate clearly.

The smug smile on his face froze instantly.

Inside the city gate, the army poured out in orderly ranks, their chilling aura almost assaulting his face.

And at the very front of the army—

Dozens of oddly shaped "shields" were placed in front.

What is that?!