Dream of the Red Chamber: After being exiled, I went on a killing spree in Liaodong.

The White Lotus Sect's holy maiden stood on a high place, her eyes blazing.

Is it done?

As long as the Prince of Nan'an dies, this battle will be the decisive battle for our White Lotus Sect to establish its dominance!

The wind rises, the dust settles.

Everyone stared intently—

The place was completely empty.

The Prince of Nan'an and his personal guards all disappeared.

All that remained were severed limbs, blood and gore, a truly horrifying sight!

"Prince Daqian, you have been executed!!!"

"The Prince is dead! The Great Qian Dynasty is doomed!!!"

The White Lotus followers shouted wildly, their voices reaching the heavens.

The Daqian army was struck as if by lightning, and their morale collapsed.

Some turned and fled, some knelt and trembled, and many more were completely disoriented and in a state of chaos.

"Hold your ground! Form ranks!!" a general roared.

"Don't panic! We can still fight!!"

"Damn it! The prince's dead, what's the point of fighting?! Run!!!"

But who listens to him anymore?

The prince is dead, how can we fight the war?

Master Qian's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

The master I've followed for decades... is gone just like that?

"Your Highness... why did you leave us first..." he murmured to himself, tears streaming down his face.

Sun Qing wailed uncontrollably, crying her heart out.

With the prince dead and the prince's mansion destroyed, what chance does he, the chief secretary, have of surviving?

The answer was already written in the wind.

"Kill! Slaughter all the lackeys of the Great Qian Dynasty!!!"

Taking advantage of the situation, the White Lotus sect members launched a surprise attack, and their army swept away the fleeing soldiers like a torrent.

In the mountains and fields, cries of agony filled the air, and corpses littered the ground.

Master Qian and Sun Qing were swallowed up by the chaotic army; a flash of swords, and heads fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!!!"

The White Lotus Sect's holy maiden laughed heartily, looking up at the sky.

"Come! Follow me into the city—"

"Let's go see just how luxurious the Prince of Nan'an's mansion really is!"

Her followers cheered and cheered, surrounding her as she proudly stepped into the county town.

As night fell, the victorious troops who had pursued the routed army returned in triumph.

"Reporting to the Holy Maiden! This battle is a great victory! Of the Great Qian army of 100,000, 80,000 have been beheaded, and the rest have fled into the deep mountains; they are no longer a threat!"

The believers who reported their victory were overjoyed and almost danced with excitement.

"Good!" The saintess's eyes sparkled, and she smiled warmly.

"Clean up the battlefield; the Daqian army's superior weaponry has been confiscated—to be re-equipped with our troops!"

"Yes!" the crowd responded in unison, their morale soaring.

This is truly a gift from God; they'll never go hungry!

With the city captured, the grand plan can be accomplished!

Donning the standard armor of the Daqian army, clad in cold iron, he exuded a murderous aura.

Once the entire army was fully equipped, with their armor in perfect order and their weapons like a forest of swords and spears, the whole force resembled a demonic legion that had crawled out of hell.

The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect personally came to inspect.

At first glance—good heavens! These are no ordinary soldiers.

It was clearly a pack of tigers and wolves, their murderous aura reaching the heavens!

"Let's rest for another two or three days."

"Immediately send troops to sweep through Guangdong and Guangxi, leaving not an inch of land behind!"

The saintess's lips curled slightly, her eyes flashing with cold light.

Just then, the reinforcements from the southern kingdoms finally arrived leisurely outside the city.

As they reached the edge of the battlefield, the sight before them sent a chill down their spines—

Corpses littered the ground, blood stained the wilderness, the remains of the Great Qian soldiers lay scattered about, a scene of utter devastation.

No need to ask, the outcome is already decided.

"Holy Maiden, the armies of the southern nations have arrived."

The subordinate reported in a low voice.

The saintess's face instantly darkened.

They had hoped that the two sides would join forces and attack from both inside and outside, catching Daqian off guard.

The results of it?

They had already annihilated 100,000 troops with ease, and only then did they finally arrive at the gate, dragging their feet!

It's like I'm here to snag a bargain!

Her eyes were icy, and anger surged within her—these small countries, they've got a good plan!

Meanwhile, the Imperial Guards rushed to deliver the news of the death of the Prince of Nan'an to Jia Yi.

"The Prince is dead... It seems the South is doomed to fall completely into the hands of the White Lotus Sect!"

Jia Yi stood up abruptly, his voice deep and heavy.

With 80,000 of the 100,000 troops lost, the Great Qian Dynasty suffered a severe blow, and its control over the south was wiped out overnight.

"Your Highness, that's not necessarily true."

The Imperial Guard beside him spoke in a low voice:

"The armies of the southern countries have already entered Guangdong and Guangxi. The situation is unclear, and it is hard to say who will prevail."

"Ha!" Jia Yi sneered, "These clowns dare to take advantage of the chaos?"

His eyes suddenly sharpened, and a murderous intent flickered within them.

"Immediately send news of the Prince of Nan'an's death to the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

"I want His Majesty to know immediately!"

He wished he could personally take up a sword and charge into Guangdong and Guangxi.

If foreign tribes occupy Guangdong and Guangxi...wouldn't the common people become like sheep, at the mercy of others?

"yes!"

The Imperial Guards accepted the order and quickly retreated.

A moment later, Jia Yi gazed at the night sky and chuckled softly:

"I'm probably more like an emperor than an emperor himself now."

He knew secrets the emperor didn't know and possessed intelligence the emperor couldn't access.

The moment the message was delivered, Tang Shi, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, received the report and his expression changed drastically.

Looking at the secret letter in his hand, cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"When...did this happen?"

What's the current situation in Guangdong and Guangxi?!

He sternly questioned his subordinates.

"My lord, this is all we know for now..."

Tang Shi frowned deeply, his mind in turmoil.

"Enter the palace immediately to meet the Emperor! There must be no delay!"

That night, the lights in Kunning Palace flickered slightly.

Just as Emperor Yuankang was about to rest with the Empress, Xia Shouzhong rushed in, his footsteps swift as the wind.

"Your Majesty, Tang Shi has arrived outside the palace gates!"

"His flustered expression means something important must have happened!"

Noticing the emperor's slight frown, Xia Shouzhong quickly tried to remedy the situation.

"Walk!"

Emperor Yuankang was startled.

For the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard to knock on the palace gates late at night... that's no small matter!

"We've finally had a few days of peace..."

"Please, please don't let it be a catastrophe!"

He clenched his fists in his sleeves, his steps heavy.

Xia Shouzhong watched his retreating figure, silently closing his eyes in prayer—

Hopefully, this time it's not bad news...

Inside the imperial study, candlelight flickered.

Tang Shi had been waiting in the palace for a long time, his figure as straight as a spear.

Emperor Yuankang strode in, and before he could even sit down, a thunderous announcement rang out:

"Your Majesty! The Prince of Nan'an—has fallen in battle!"

boom!

The entire imperial study seemed to freeze for a moment.

Since the founding of the Great Qian Dynasty, countless generals have died in battle, but a prince personally led an expedition and died in battle... This is the first time!

"Are you... sure you haven't made a mistake?"

Xia Shouzhong spoke in a daze.

"I also hope I'm wrong."

Tang Dynasty voice was hoarse, yet every word was like a knife:

"But it is absolutely true—Guangdong and Guangxi have fallen into the hands of the White Lotus Sect!"

After he finished speaking, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was struck dumb, their souls nearly leaving their bodies.

A prince died, and Guangdong and Guangxi were lost.

"That damned White Lotus Cult again!!!"

Emperor Yuankang roared like thunder and smashed the teacup beside him.

The Jiangnan region had just calmed down when these evil forces stirred up a bloodbath in Guangdong and Guangxi!

Do they really think the imperial court's sword has lost its edge?!

"Summon Jia Yi! He must come to the palace immediately!"

"I will eradicate the White Lotus Sect from the entire territory of Guangdong and Guangxi, leaving no one alive!"

Emperor Yuankang's eyes were bloodshot, filled with murderous intent.

The people in the hall prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling and sweating profusely.

"Yes...yes!"

Xia Shouzhong knelt as he left the imperial study, then turned and ran wildly towards the Prince of Qin's residence.

The retired emperor, already aware of the news, stood with his hands behind his back in the courtyard and said in a cold voice:

"This White Lotus Sect is truly an unkillable cockroach!"

"The score in Jiangnan hasn't been settled yet, and you dare to covet Guangdong and Guangxi?"