To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

"Tiger...Tiger tally!"

"The...Crown Prince's Decree!"

His legs could no longer support his body, and with a "thud," he collapsed to his knees.

His voice was trembling uncontrollably!

"This humble general...this humble general greets Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"This humble general deserves to die!"

That shout was exceptionally clear!

The entire stockade wall, and even the thousands of soldiers behind it, fell into a deathly silence!

Those people who were just laughing at us!

At that moment, I felt my hands and feet were ice cold, and even my breathing stopped.

next second.

A deafening roar of armor clashing filled the air!

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

From generals to soldiers, everyone knelt on one knee.

They lowered their proud heads!

Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.

No one could have imagined that the Crown Prince of the Empire, the Crown Prince of Qin, would personally grace this small Shangdang County with his presence!

The leading general knelt on the ground, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He felt that the sky over Shangdang County was...

From this moment on, everything will change completely!

Fusu's gaze was as cold as a knife, sweeping over the thousands of soldiers kneeling on the ground. Without uttering a single word of comforting nonsense, he directly issued the order:

"All troops, listen to my command!"

"Immediately, enter the city and rescue the Immortal Master!"

"Suppress the rebellion! Kill the enemy!"

"Anyone who resists with weapons will be killed without exception!!"

"yes!"

The resounding response echoed throughout the entire camp.

All the soldiers were extremely shocked.

The Crown Prince himself has arrived to enter the city and quell the rebellion...

Since it's about saving the immortal master, then who is the "traitor" Your Highness is referring to?

The thought flashed through everyone's minds, sending a chill down their spines.

The answer seems obvious, yet no one dares to think about it deeply.

Under the authority of the Crown Prince's decree and the Tiger Tally, no questions were meaningful, and no one dared to utter a single word.

At this moment, they must carry out the prince's orders.

With a roar from the general in charge, the gate of the stockade was opened.

Thousands of soldiers rushed out of the camp, their killing intent palpable, and headed towards the chaotic, brightly lit town of Changzi.

……

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Explosions echoed from deep within the street.

Zhang Fan, along with his remaining less than two hundred men, Mi Yueyao, and her assassins, fled through the county town.

Mi Yueyao's face was very pale.

She was furious and wanted to knock the man unconscious with a single blow and forcibly take him away.

Then I will present it to Feng Jing!

But her actions have put her at complete antagonism with Feng Jing and Han Zhen!

I've already chosen my side; there's no turning back.

She glanced at Zhang Fan beside her; although he was tired, his eyes remained unwavering.

Mi Yueyao made up her mind:

If it comes to the final moment, we must take him away even if it means binding him.

However, all preparations eventually run out.

Once the last explosive point was detonated, they had no further options.

They were driven back to the south of the city, only to find that it had been blocked by another of Han Zhen's troops.

There were obstacles blocking their way ahead and pursuers behind.

We're surrounded!

Everyone's hearts sank, and a sense of despair spread through the ranks.

Wang Hu leaned on his knife, panting heavily, making it difficult even to stand.

Mi Yueyao gripped her twin blades tightly, preparing to break through the encirclement with Zhang Fan.

Luo Ying and Luo Li flanked Zhang Fan from the left and right, protecting him from behind. Their long swords trembled with tension, but their eyes did not waver.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The sound of horses' hooves rang out, and the county soldiers parted to make way.

Feng Jing, the prefect of Shangdang, rode on his horse and looked at Zhang Fan, who was surrounded.

He sneered, his tone arrogant:

"Zhang Fan, do you have any last words?"

"No one can save you today!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, Zhang Fan was stopped in time!

If this person were to escape from Changzi County, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Seeing Feng Jing's appearance, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, who was already exhausted.

He deliberately breathed heavily to buy time:

"Lord Feng...what a grand display!"

"Is it worth it for me alone?"

Just then.

From the north of the city, the sound of the ground trembling could be heard.

The sound grew closer and closer; it was the sound of footsteps and the clanging of armor that only a large number of soldiers would make when they were running.

Feng Jing's smile widened.

He assumed that the 20,000 troops he had ordered to be mobilized from outside the city had arrived.

He burst into laughter:

"Worth it? Of course it's worth it!"

"Zhang Fan, did you hear that?"

"My great army has arrived!"

"Twenty thousand troops! You and your ilk are not going to escape today!"

however.

Hearing this, the despairing expression Feng Jing had anticipated from Zhang Fan did not appear.

instead.

A look of joy appeared on Zhang Fan's blood-stained face.

He straightened up, and with all his might, mocked Feng Jing:

"Feng Jing, isn't it a bit too early for you to be so happy?"

"Guess who...is on our side?"

Feng Jing's laughter stopped!

Looking at Zhang Fan's confident demeanor, he felt a sense of foreboding.

He flew into a rage and shouted angrily:

"Still talking tough even when you're about to die! Fire the arrows!"

Feng Jing grinned, preparing to watch Zhang Fan be shot dead.

however.

Han Zhen, the county commandant standing beside him, sensed something was amiss.

This army that came from the north of the city moved too fast!

How did they get into the city without his and Feng Jing's warrants?

Han Zhen was about to speak, but it was too late.

The arrow that was expected was not fired.

Behind them, from the array of archers, suddenly came screams and the sound of weapons clashing.

"What happened?"

Feng Jing and Han Zhen suddenly turned around.

The scene before them caused their pupils to contract instantly.

An army surged in from behind them, breaking through the archer phalanx.

These new soldiers showed no mercy, hacking and slashing at the archers who hadn't even had a chance to react.

They quickly formed an encirclement, trapping Feng Jing and Han Zhen's troops.

The situation reversed in an instant!

Feng Jing, Han Zhen, and all their soldiers were shocked.

They stood there, stunned, not understanding what had happened.

Surrounded, Mi Yueyao also looked on in confusion at this sudden scene.

She didn't understand why these soldiers were fighting like dogs.

"Are you planning a rebellion?"

Feng Jing snapped out of his shock.

He pointed at himself and roared:

"Look closely! I am Feng Jing, the Prefect of Shangdang!"

"Are you all crazy?!"

His roar echoed across the battlefield, but it did not stop the enemy.

Followed by.

A clear and authoritative voice overwhelmed all the shouts of battle, resounding throughout the entire arena:

"I am Fusu, the Crown Prince of Qin!"

"All soldiers of Shangdang County, lay down your weapons immediately!"

The anger and smugness on Feng Jing's face vanished, replaced by a deathly pale expression.

He swayed, nearly falling off his horse, his lips trembling as he muttered to himself:

"No...it can't be...it's fake!"

"It must be fake..."

Commandant Han Zhen lost all strength in his legs and collapsed to his knees with a thud.

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground!

The thousands of soldiers from Shangdang County, whether they were Feng Jing's subordinates or reinforcements who had just rushed into the battlefield, all stopped moving.