Villain: After I died, all the heroines cried themselves to sleep.

Within the city of Chang'an, a somber and gloomy atmosphere prevailed.

With foreign invaders invading from the outside and feudal lords rebelling from within, the passes on all sides have fallen, and Guanzhong has become a lamb to the slaughter.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, many officials in the imperial court resigned and fled.

This included former officials from Hanyang such as Feng Lu and Li Tonggu.

It is still struggling to survive.

Those who remain in Chang'an are basically prepared to defend the city to the death and perish with the Han dynasty.

On the city wall of Chang'an, Yan Yu, dressed in military uniform, directed the soldiers and civilians to build defensive fortifications.

The city is now filled with fear and unease.

She volunteered to take on this heavy responsibility of defending the city.

Even she, a woman, was unwilling to give up, thus stabilizing the situation within the city.

Ultimately, it was just a matter of stabilizing the situation.

"Now that things have come to this, all I can do is try my best and leave the rest to fate..."

Yan Yu gazed at the scene outside the city and muttered to herself.

She is the one who killed His Majesty, leading to the current chaotic situation in the world.

Therefore, she was determined to die.

She was prepared to be buried with the Han Dynasty as the Empress Dowager.

Just as I was thinking this, a biting autumn wind swept over me.

Suddenly, scouts rushed to the city.

"Is it finally coming?"

Yan Yu's expression gradually became serious.

However, she soon realized that she had misunderstood.

……

The Weiyang Palace was desolate and lonely.

The women in the harem looked haggard, like withered flowers.

Even as the flames of war were about to engulf them, they never considered abandoning each other in the face of disaster.

They all believe they are the culprits who killed Luo Zheng and created the current situation.

A strong sense of guilt constantly tormented their hearts.

“Cough… cough…”

Tang Ji's already weak body became even more ill under this mental torment.

"Youwei, you can't keep being sad, your body won't be able to take it..."

Seeing Tang Ji like this, Chen tide felt even more remorseful and guilty.

It's all her fault that His Majesty was killed.

That's what causes everyone to suffer.

Not only Tang Ji, but the delicate Ji Mi often shed tears of sadness, and the redness and swelling around her eyes never subsided.

The mournful sound of the zither often echoed in Qi Jiang's palace.

Su Mei's alluring eyes lost their luster, and her captivating dance was never seen again.

Then there are Song Wan and Xu Daoyun, whose usual calmness and wit have vanished, leaving only endless self-blame and melancholy.

It's funny, actually.

They were murderers.

Now, they have all chosen, without prior agreement, to remain faithful to Luo Zheng until their deaths.

Suddenly.

Unrest broke out in the outer court and quickly spread to the inner court.

Are they invaders or rebels?

The women of the harem went to find out.

Then everyone stared in astonishment.

It turned out that scouts had come from Mount Li and were spreading the word throughout the city.

"By imperial decree of His Majesty the Emperor!"

"A great wind rises, clouds fly high; where can we find brave warriors to guard the four corners of the land?"

"Where can I find brave warriors to guard the four corners of the land?!"

"..."

After the riots, both the court officials and the women of the harem were affected.

They all fell into a deep, profound silence.

His Majesty is still alive?!

Could it be that Zhang Mo has found the legendary elixir of immortality?

……

Unfortunately, in no world does an elixir of immortality exist that can bring the dead back to life.

Luo Zheng is probably indeed dead.

But it's unlikely that he's completely dead.

After all, Luo Zheng was standing on the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum at this moment, his hand on his sword, looking down at the front.

Thinking back to what happened that night.

He still felt stomach pain.

Even though it was his own fault.

But he never imagined that he would be so disliked.

Her own harem all chose that night to attack her, and even used such an outrageous method as a love poison.

This is the first time I've had such poor interpersonal relationships after several performances.

However, it is also thanks to this point.

He can die without any burdens.

There will absolutely be no accidents.

From death until now.

Everything was going according to his plan.

Luo Zheng glanced at Zhang Mo, who was performing a ritual on the high platform.

"Zhang Zi, you have indeed done it and have not disappointed me. You will surely be able to establish your own school and become the ancestor of the Celestial Masters in the future."

"How could I possibly compare to even a fraction of Your Majesty's virtue?"

Zhang Mo bowed respectfully from the bottom of his heart.

"Thanks to Your Majesty's guidance back then, I was able to comprehend this Taoist art. The fact that the ritual can now be completed is also due to Your Majesty's obsession, which has transcended the boundaries of life and death."

"An obsession? Yes, I am very greedy. How could I leave this world in a muddle?"

Luo Zheng slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Although he could have ended his acting career after dying at the hands of the concubines in the harem.

But who could blame him but the insatiable Emperor Zheng of Han?

That's why this top-level battle of wits, comparable to faking death, unfolded.

He died like this.

It directly transcends the outcome of the game on the chessboard.

The truth hidden behind the scenes then came to light.

When the demons and monsters finally appeared, Zhang Mo used talismans to summon them back to the mortal world, allowing them to be resurrected in another's body.

Just like when we slew the evil dragon in the Han River back then.

Of course, there was another key factor that enabled Luo Zheng to return.

The concepts of "harmony between man and nature" and "being possessed by evil spirits" are also relevant.

These two talents allow him to merge his will with destiny, transforming it into a curse that haunts him.

This is how the current state of being a living dead is maintained.

Until evil is eradicated.

This is what it means.

To die and then to live.

Now, it's time to pick up the chessboard and smash someone.

Luo Zheng looked down at the crowd below.

There were both conscripted laborers building the mausoleum at Mount Li and elite soldiers in black armor who followed.

This is the key force behind Luo Zheng's reversal of the situation.

The leader was none other than Xuan Luo.

His hidden trump card for Luo Zheng, after years of biding his time, has finally returned to its peak.

Only his white hair serves as a testament to the hardships he endured back then.

"Without Your Majesty's rescue, I fear I would have already perished. Now, after years of recuperation, it is time to repay Your Majesty's kindness; I am willing to die for you!"

Xuanlu bowed deeply and solemnly.

His loyalty to Luo Zheng.

Life and death bear witness.

Following closely behind was Bai Jian.

His appearance was unexpected by Luo Zheng.

Bai Jian, with his full head of black hair, had long since retired from active life, but at the opportune moment, he led a group of battle-hardened veterans.

They came to support Luo Zheng.

Listen to Bai Jian's heartfelt sigh.

"When Your Majesty bestowed upon me fertile land and a fine house in Hanyang, but did not take away my seal of office as Commandant of Hanyang, I understood Your Majesty's profound intention: to allow me to conserve my strength and guard against rebellions in the Bashu region."

"As Your Majesty predicted, I have heard that Xiahou Dui of Bashu has rebelled and gone north. Therefore, I led the troops of Hanyang ahead of time and quietly entered Guanzhong through the newly built plank road. I burned the plank road and stationed troops in Chencang."

"Since Ba and Shu have rebelled, Your Majesty will certainly not give up. Therefore, I have come here to request permission to fight."

"Hmm? Hmm...not bad."

Luo Zheng nodded in a perfunctory manner.

When you inexplicably end up in the atmosphere, just shamelessly admit it and that's it.

Xiahou Dui once led a southern expedition against the Baiyue people, so it's quite reasonable that he would betray them.

As for Bai Jian's loyalty.

Needless to say.

Not long after, Teng Mian, who had received the news, also escaped from prison and rushed over.

This law-abiding guy actually messed things up this time.

When Teng Mian saw Luo Zheng again, he was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, and then he felt ashamed.

"I have failed in my duty to protect Your Majesty and regret that I cannot atone for my sins with my death. I am willing to serve as Your Majesty's vanguard and die ten thousand times over."

Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng knew that Teng Mian was still the same Teng Mian.

He is straightforward and blindly loyal, but lacks flexibility.

Before Luo Zheng could speak...

Thick smoke suddenly billowed up in the distance.

However, Yang Zheng led the Longyou Iron Cavalry and arrived at breakneck speed.

"When I heard the bad news from Guanzhong while I was outside the pass, I rushed back day and night. Now that I see Your Majesty in good health, I know it was indeed a rumor."

Yang Zheng held a wooden box in both hands and raised it high towards Luo Zheng.

"On my way back, I casually took the head of one of the Western Rong kings and presented it to Your Majesty!"

"..."

Luo Zheng was speechless for a moment.

What does he want this head for?

No matter what.

Yang Zheng, the fastest of the group, appeared at the last moment.

For the first time, Luo Zheng's four mediocre generals have finally all been assembled.

Looking at the four generals before him, he knew that since he ascended the throne, they had been fighting in various places under his command.

He destroyed nine kingdoms and brought peace to the world; he drove out the barbarians and aweed the four directions.

A surge of boundless pride welled up within me.

Its power can swallow the heavens and the eight directions.

Luo Zheng drew his sword and stood up, loudly announcing to everyone.

"Now, disasters and chaos have ravaged the land, and humanity is in ruins. This is truly a critical moment of survival. The remnants of the rebellion in Guandong have rekindled their power, the former generals of Bashu have betrayed their promises and rebelled, the demonic barbarians of the west have taken advantage of the situation to invade, and the evil barbarians of the north have slaughtered the people and besieged the gates."

"As Emperor, I shall punish the rebels for the sake of the nation; you soldiers shall quell the unrest for the sake of your country!"

"The stability of the people rests on this day; the might of the Han Dynasty depends on this battle!"

"When I am at peace, the world is at peace."

"Issue my decree—"

"A great wind rises, clouds fly high; where can we find brave warriors to guard the four corners of the land?"

wow——

A vast and boundless sword aura surged into the sky.

The biting, chilling autumn wind whipped up banners that blotted out the sky, sweeping across the vast expanse of the land and dispelling the gloom in the heavens.

It ruthlessly tore a huge gap in the chaos.

It bursts forth with the divine light of autumn.

"Wind! Wind!"

"Strong wind! Strong wind!"

In the afterglow of the setting sun, from renowned generals and elite soldiers to ordinary laborers.

At this moment, all of them were infected by Luo Zheng's heroic aura, and their hearts were boiling with unprecedented passion.

Ultimately, it transformed into a magnificent force that swept across the heavens and earth.

The Xuanjia elite warriors, invincible in attack and undefeated in battle.

came back.

Luo Zheng immediately gave orders to his four generals.

First, Yang Zheng was ordered to lead the Longyou cavalry on a westward expedition, where he wielded his sword to slay the Loulan king and drew his bow to shoot the Rong king.

Secondly, he ordered Teng Mian to convey the Han emperor's edict in Guanzhong and other places, to recruit young men from Guanzhong to go north to resist the evil invaders and break through the Helan Mountain pass.

Then he ordered Bai Jian to lead the veterans from Hanyang and Guanzhong south to deal with the rebels in Bashu.

Xiahou Dui must be beheaded in Hanzhong.

Finally, there was Xuanluo.

He will lead the common people and laborers of Lishan eastward to quell the rebellion of the Nine Kingdoms.

Luo Zheng had to reiterate that he had never been wrong.

"Xuanluo, you are my Han Xin, Bai Qi, and Zhou Yafu."

"Your Majesty, I will certainly live up to your expectations!"

Xuan Luo was confused, but still swore an oath to Luo Zheng.

After the four generals each led their troops to set off.

Luo Zheng stood on the high ground, watching them gradually disappear into the distance.

I became certain of one thing once again.

Four incompetent generals?

No.

As before.

The predetermined fate has been obscured by the secrets of heaven.

They were clearly renowned generals who helped Emperor Zheng of Han conquer all corners of the land!

"His Majesty."

Zhang Mo frowned as he approached Luo Zheng.

"You've sent out all the soldiers, so what about yourself?"

"General against general, king against king. They have their battlefields, and I will naturally go to my own."

Luo Zheng looked up in a certain direction and slowly spoke.

"In this battle, no one else can do it."

"Only I, and I must, personally end this."

……

Shanglin Garden.

Five years have passed.

The scenery inside still retains traces of the past, but it has also changed a lot.

The biggest change.

That is the magnificent Epang Palace.

Ten thousand palaces rose from the ground, covering more than three hundred miles and blocking out the sun and sky.

Perhaps due to the war, the Epang Palace was unattended at this time.

Luo Zhengjing walked into the front courtyard.

In the courtyard.

There were already figures standing there.

A man, a woman, and an old man.