The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

"She's fine now, resting in the therapy room, and should wake up soon."

Wang Long bent down and gently rubbed Qin Jiaojiao's head, his voice soft and gentle.

"Your aunt is very strong, don't worry."

Qin Jiaojiao was finally relieved and nodded vigorously.

Wang Long straightened up, his face darkening once more.

He raised his head and looked towards the horizon in the direction of Daqian, his voice turning colder.

"Something has happened in Daqian; we must get back as soon as possible."

Xu Wanyun stepped forward and said softly.

"Uncle Long, I heard everything Minglan said just now."

"With a Saint Realm expert in charge... the opponent's backing is probably more than just the Great Zhao Dynasty."

"It must be related to some sect in the Eastern Region."

Ye Niannu nodded slightly and analyzed.

"My lord, there's no need to worry too much. It's just a trip to the Sacred Realm. Even if they have sects behind them, can their background be as strong as ours?"

"Niannu, you're right. Whoever wants to attack my country will have to see if I agree!"

As Wang Long spoke, he immediately jumped onto Xiao Qiu's back.

You mean the Great Zhao?

Since they're pressing us so relentlessly, let's just wipe out their entire country!

Even if the sacred realm or sect behind him dares to jump out.

Wang Long will make sure they never return!

"Let's go, we need to get going quickly, time waits for no one!"

War kills many people. If Wang Long had gone back even a moment earlier, he might have saved many lives.

Upon hearing this, the women leaped onto Xiao Qiu's broad back one after another.

With a sudden flap of its wings, the little chick's enormous golden form soared into the sky, breaking through the clouds and hurtling towards the direction of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The wind whistled in her ears as Qin Jiaojiao sat in front of Wang Long, her small hands clutching his clothes.

Her almond-shaped eyes gazed at the mountains and rivers rushing past below, her small face filled with worry.

"Father, Mother...she'll be alright, won't she?"

Wang Long looked down at her, his gaze gentle yet firm.

"Everything will be alright, Dad promises you!"

Qin Jiaojiao nodded vigorously, buried her face in his chest, and didn't say anything more.

Ye Niannu sat beside Wang Long, gazing at her homeland that was gradually approaching in the distance, silently making plans in her heart.

Having served as a worshipper in Daqian for so many years, she had long developed a deep affection for this land.

Whoever tries to take action against this place, she will make them pay the price!

Little Chick moved incredibly fast, its golden wings streaking across the sky, leaving a long trail of light.

The clouds surged beneath me, and the mountains and rivers rushed past me.

The outline of the Great Qian Dynasty gradually became clearer in front of us.

And this moment.

The capital of the Great Qian Dynasty was shrouded in blood-red twilight.

Luo Hanyi stood atop the city tower, the evening breeze gently ruffling the stray hairs at her temples.

She wore a plain-colored long dress with a dark cloak over it. Her belly was slightly protruding, but she still stood straight, her gaze calmly fixed on the official road in the distance.

The official road was deserted.

Murong Qing stood beside her, her small face full of worry. After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but speak.

"Madam Luo, you've been standing for quite some time. Go back and rest; your health..."

Luo Hanyi didn't turn around, but simply said calmly.

"I'm fine."

Murong Qing opened her mouth, but ultimately did not try to persuade her further.

She knew Luo Hanyi's personality; he seemed aloof, but deep down he was more stubborn than anyone else.

Below the city gate, Murong Yuan sat in a makeshift military tent, a map spread out in front of him.

The three lines of defense and the rebels' advance route were marked with cinnabar on it.

His face looked much more haggard, with sunken eyes and messy stubble, but his eyes were still bright and steady.

"Your Majesty, the rebel army on the southern front has captured Ningzhou and is advancing towards the capital. It is expected that they will be at the city gates in three days at the latest."

A general bowed and reported, his voice solemn.

The entire Great Qian Dynasty is now shrouded in despair.

A sacred place!

There is absolutely no chance of winning.

If the opponent sends out a Grandmaster, we can still give it a shot.

After all, Murong Yuan is now a Grandmaster.

A Grandmaster has no chance of winning against a Saint Realm expert!

Murong Yuan remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"How many troops can still be mobilized from the capital?"

The general hesitated for a moment, then whispered.

"Less than 30,000."

Murong Yuan closed his eyes, then opened them again after a moment, his voice calm.

"Enough! Issue the order: all soldiers prepare for battle. Women and children must retreat first. I will stand with the generals through thick and thin!"

"As long as I am alive, the country exists!"

"The country is destroyed, and I am dead!"

The general raised his head and met Murong Yuan's unwavering gaze. He was startled and clasped his hands in greeting.

"I obey your decree!"

Outside the military tent, the night gradually deepened.

Luo Hanyi remained standing on the city wall, gazing at the official road in the distance that was swallowed by the twilight, her gaze distant and unfocused.

She gently placed her hand on her swollen belly and whispered.

"Wang Long, you must take good care of yourself... don't come back."

The night wind blew by, lifting the hem of her cloak and making it flutter.

The next morning.

It was before dawn.

Thick, gray clouds hung low over the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty, filling the air with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Luo Hanyi stood on the city wall, unable to sleep all night.

A frosty morning breeze swept over her, and she pulled her cloak tighter around herself, gazing into the distance.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted sharply.

Ten dark figures appeared on the distant horizon.

The ten dark figures were initially just blurry dots, but they moved extremely fast.

They flew through the air, their robes fluttering, exuding a powerful and sharp aura, heading straight towards the capital.

Luo Hanyi's heart sank suddenly.

That was no ordinary martial artist.

Every single one of them is a grandmaster!

She subconsciously clenched her fingers inside her sleeve and took a deep breath.

He turned and walked down the city wall, his steps steady but a bit faster than usual.

"His Majesty!"

Murong Yuan was discussing defenses with several generals in his military tent when he heard Luo Hanyi's voice coming from outside the tent, her voice unusually urgent.

He suddenly stood up, lifted the curtain and stepped out, looking up in the direction Luo Hanyi indicated.

Ten figures had already arrived above the capital, hovering a hundred feet directly in front of the city gate.

They looked down at the city below from their high vantage point, their eyes filled with arrogance and disdain.

Murong Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Ten Grandmasters!

He could see clearly that the weakest of the ten people was at the early stage of Grandmaster, and the two leaders were even at the late stage of Grandmaster!

Even if he were a grandmaster, this lineup would be formidable.

They don't even need the Holy Realm; it's enough to destroy the entire Great Qian Kingdom!

The generals beside Murong Yuan turned pale. Some dropped their spears with a clatter, while others collapsed to the ground, their legs giving way.

The soldiers on the city wall looked up at the ten powerful figures, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

On the city wall, Luo Hanyi regained her footing and looked up.

He looked at those figures with a cold gaze, showing no fear on his face, only his fingertips turned slightly white.

All of Luo Hanyi's glory was given to her by the Great Qian Dynasty.

She stood with the Great Qian Dynasty through thick and thin!