Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 269: Lunar Serenity Well Transformation After the Great Victory

In the first year of the Zhenyuan era of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was the nineteenth year of the Martial Heaven in the Ghostfang Kingdom.

November 26th.

On this day, the vast plains of Xiaofeichuan in the Woye region were filled with the scattered and fleeing coalition forces of the thirteen Western Regions. They were running in all directions, east and west, densely packed and boundless. At first, they were still organized, but as the Western Qin army began to pursue them, they completely fell into chaos.

The Western Regions armies were trapped and had nowhere to escape. They knelt down and surrendered one after another, while more continued to flee in a panic, not knowing where to go, as long as they could escape.

At this moment, the brave Western Regions armies had lost all their fighting spirit and pride. They were desperate like dogs that had lost their homes!

As the Western Qin army surrounded and intercepted them from both sides, more and more Western Regions armies knelt down and surrendered!

On the mountaintop in the southern deep mountains, since Xin Zhuo launched the charge in the center, it had fallen into a deathly silence.

After a long time, Mr. Dongfang sighed leisurely, his face filled with complexity as he looked towards the sky. "The Western Regions are completely in chaos!"

This "chaos" was not chaos in the true sense. For the Western Qin army and the eighteen prefectures of the Three Provinces, it might be the beginning of stability and hope after a great victory. But for the officials and ministers of the court, it was the last thing they wanted to see!

As expected, the next step would be the game between the Shence Army, the Palace Guards, the experts from the Taiping Palace, the experts from the Shixian Palace, the experts from the various sects, and even the officials and ministers against the Western Qin.

The handsome young man's expression turned gloomy as he said, "This kid is truly extraordinary. Master Shizuzu, we absolutely cannot tolerate him!"

"With one move, he killed fourteen Grand Great Masters on the battlefield. How many Practitioners of the same realm in the world can do that? I'm afraid even the God Dao Child can't do it, right? His evil Blood Blade originally didn't have such great power, but I saw the aura of the Empress's dragon soul in it, as well as remnants of the Four Symbols!"

The gentle voice of Miss Ning Shuang was soft, but filled with doubt. "Mr. Dongfang, can you explain where this person comes from? Why does he have such terrifying talent and so many ancient supernatural powers?"

Mr. Dongfang remained silent for a long time. He didn't know how to answer. He even realized that he had completely underestimated Xin Zhuo. If before this, he only had some fear, now he felt a chill all over his body!

That's right! He felt an unprecedented chill!

Xin Zhuo had grown too fast! Not to mention the rebirth of his meridians and his various strange martial arts, you couldn't even guess what he would become in the future!

He carefully reviewed Xin Zhuo's past and suddenly discovered that this kid... couldn't possibly be mediocre!

"Kill him! There is no second choice!"

The beautiful girl frowned, took two steps forward, as if trying to lock onto the position of the Western Qin Prince among the endless army.

"Not for now!"

Mr. Dongfang turned and left, his voice old and hoarse. "At least not for now. Riding on the momentum of the great victory, the Western Qin army will soon expand. Coupled with his terrifying assistance from the God of War, no one can kill him in the midst of thousands of troops. Even if he is killed, no one can withstand the wrath of a hundred thousand or even hundreds of thousands of troops!"

...

"We won!"

"We actually won!"

"Jiang Yuqing, the reputation of the Western Regions' famous general won't be able to escape now!"

"It truly makes one's heart surge with excitement, unable to contain the emotions! Such a magnificent battle, such a bloody battlefield, such mysterious changes..."

On the northern peak, Lv Jiu, Feng Shuning, Ning Zhiwei, and Shui Qingliu were filled with excitement, their faces flushed with indescribable joy.

As their hearts rose and fell, witnessing the Western Qin army's reversal of defeat and the unpredictable changes on the battlefield, they found that their spirits seemed to have been sublimated.

At this moment, whether they admitted it or not, deep in their hearts, they had already realized that the Western Qin Prince Jiang Yuqing was no longer in the same realm as them, whether it was in terms of strategy, military campaigns, or martial realm.

...

"We won! The situation in the Western Regions has completely changed..."

Jiang Hu stood on the bank of a river, gazing foolishly in the direction of Xiaofeichuan, muttering to himself. His face alternated between ferocity and a flush of red, and his emotions remained unsettled for a long time. He turned around and burst into laughter three times. "My nephew can be called a fierce general of this era! Do any of you have any objections?"

Then he realized that his three friends from the Western Regions sects had confused and puzzled expressions on their faces.

They realized that they had been living foolishly for so many years. Although their realm was high, they couldn't keep up with the methods, strategies, boldness, and dominance of a seventeen-year-old kid.

Witnessing the beginning and end of an unprecedented decisive battle, their emotions were filled with complexity.

...

Regardless of what others may think, Xin Zhuo calmly ordered the construction of a tall platform in the shape of a military tent. Apart from the Five Daughters of the Bear's Paw, Murong Xiu, and the eight hundred Iron Floating Guards protecting it, no one else was allowed to approach.

Even within the military tent, no one was allowed to enter.

Until, under the respectful gaze of tens of thousands of guards from the Western Qin Army, he walked step by step into the military tent, lowered the curtain, his face changed, filled with a red light, clenched his fist, pacing back and forth.

No one is a Saint, winning the gamble naturally made him feel great, unable to help but laugh softly for a long time.

Then he sat down, summoned the Lunar Serenity Well, and felt somewhat disappointed.

[Spiritual Offering: The true spirit of the Western Qin Army's fortune!

Containing the bloodthirsty aura of the Western Qin region, the battlefield's fighting spirit, and the fortune of expanding territory.

True Spirit Integrated Union: Seventy percent!]

Seventy percent means that under the great victory, they have not yet reached the state of the Spiritual Offering being seized and shared again, still lacking a bit.

What is lacking is hard to say!

After careful consideration for a while, he still felt that he should temporarily set it aside and finish the final tasks before analyzing it.

Night fell, and the battlefield had been cleaned up.

After receiving permission from Murong Xiu, he entered the military tent. With his messy stubble and sharp eyes, he seemed like a different person, but his tone was still as casual as before. He rubbed his hands and smiled, saying, "Boss, the battlefield has been cleaned up. Guess the casualty ratio?"

"Speak!"

Xin Zhuo picked up his pen and prepared to record.

These matters were actually handled by the military secretary, but he felt that by personally organizing them, he could better solve the remaining "thirty percent."

Murong Xiu stood up and saluted, saying seriously, "Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, our army has lost 17,434 soldiers, with 30,876 wounded and 897 missing! The Western Region Allied Forces were annihilated, with 49,899 killed and 61,751 wounded."

As expected! The actual casualties on the battlefield were not as exaggerated, mostly due to the defeat.

Xin Zhuo transcribed everything, pondered for a moment, and asked, "So far, how many prisoners have we captured?"

Murong Xiu smiled brightly, saying, "We have already captured 390,000 soldiers from the Western Region Army. Jiang Man'er's Ambush Camp has disarmed 20,000 of them, treating them like cats and dogs, and not a single person resisted!"

"Not enough!"

Xin Zhuo looked at Murong Xiu and ordered in a deep voice, "Order Jiang Gu'en, Yu Chi Jun, Tuoba Kedi, Lin Haotian, and Zhe Tengkun to personally take action and drive the remaining scattered Western Region soldiers towards the main camp of the Western Region Allied Forces in Qinghu Bay. Coordinate with Zhang Guangpu and the others, infect them all with the plague, and strive to capture them all. I want to hear good news tomorrow evening."

Pausing for a moment, he continued, "You, Sister Ying'er, Lao Bai, Da Gui, Jiulang, and Qimeng, go as well. Use our old methods, and make sure the prisoners don't have any accidents!"

"Yes!" Murong Xiu received the order and hurriedly left.

Xin Zhuo thought for a moment, then shouted outside, "Ying Jianying, Xiong Zhang, Sai Qingzhu, come in!"

The five women hurriedly entered the military tent and saluted, saying, "Prince!"

Xin Zhuo wrote down the orders and threw them over, saying, "You and Bai Xuanji lead ten thousand troops to recapture the thirteen prefectures of the two lost provinces. If you encounter any resistance, coordinate with the local aristocratic families and practitioners!"

"Yes!" The five women hurriedly left.

Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment, then shouted, "Someone come!"

This time, the person who entered was Wei Chi Shuo Zhen, a female general with a heroic and proud demeanor. At this moment, she appeared with restraint and admiration, saluting and saying, "I'm here!"

Xin Zhuo carefully examined this female general and said in a deep voice, "You lead three thousand guards around the military tent and quickly go to the Western Region Army's granary in Jiwei Town. Guard that place and use it as the army's future food and supplies!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)