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Just as the northern hu had survived the winter and was about to welcome spring.

Xiao Fang finally led his army towards the Northern Hu royal court.

This was destined to be the final battle.

Three hundred thousand troops, spread out in several columns, swept across the snow-covered plains like a black tide.

In the Northern Hu camp, some people saw the Liang army flag in the distance, threw down their swords and ran away.

Some people knelt in the snow and shouted for surrender.

This time, however, there were no prisoners.

Xiao Fang issued a military order.

"Not a single Northern Hu soldier was spared."

Those who surrender, kill!

Those who resist, kill!

"Kill those who try to escape!"

"I, the king, wish that this snowy plain will never again suffer from the barbarian harassment!"

The soldiers had been waiting for this day.

Some people, their eyes red with rage, charged forward with knives drawn.

Some people kill without uttering a sound.

The Northern Hu soldiers were so frightened that their bodies went limp; some knelt on the ground, while others buried their heads in the snow.

The blade flashed and fell without pausing.

Some of the Northern Hu soldiers, seeing that surrender was useless, were instead driven to ferocity, picking up their scimitars and charging forward with a roar.

But they were too exhausted.

Halfway through the swing of the knife, the man could no longer stand.

The Liang cavalry charged forward, their blades slicing through the necks, shoulders, and backs of the Northern Hu soldiers.

The blood splashed red across the white snow, steaming hot.

When the horses trampled over it, the red hues turned into mud.

Xiao Fang charged straight towards the royal tent.

He did not let Lu Zhao take his place.

They didn't ask Mingrui to clear the way either.

He rode alone on a white horse, sword in hand, straight into the center of the army.

Waves of Bei Hu's personal guards rushed out.

No one could withstand his strike.

Some people had barely raised their knives when Xiao Fang cleaved them in two, knife and all.

By the time Xiao Fang arrived at the king's tent, his white horse had turned red.

The knife's edge was also chipped.

He sliced ​​off half of the tent curtain with a single stroke.

The Northern Hu King sat on his throne.

He didn't dodge.

They didn't escape.

They didn't call for help.

He simply raised his head slowly and looked at Xiao Fang.

It's like I knew this day would come.

Xiao Fang didn't say anything.

He dismounted, drew his sword, and walked over.

The Northern Hu King stood up tremblingly, then drew his scimitar, intending to raise it.

Xiao Fang raised his hand and slashed down with his sword.

The wind from the blade cleaved through the sky.

The Northern Hu King's scimitar snapped in two with a clang.

Xiao Fang's knife then slashed at his left shoulder.

The Northern Hu King grunted and knelt down.

Xiao Fang spared his life.

He had promised those generals whose tendons had been severed that the Northern Hu King would bring them back alive.

"Take him out."

He said coldly.

"Take them back to the main camp."

The Northern Hu king's son, concubines, and princesses were all dragged out from the back tent.

Several princes attempted to resist but were executed in public.

The women wept bitterly, were strung together in a long chain, and dragged out of the royal tent.

The Northern Hu King was dragged like a dead dog to the center of Xiao Fang's camp.

Xiao Fang walked up and kicked the Northern Hu King in the back of the knee.

The Northern Hu King knelt down in the snow with a thud.

Xiao Fang grabbed one of his hands and flicked it with the tip of his knife.

"ah--!"

The Northern Hu King screamed in agony.

Before he could finish shouting, Xiao Fang grabbed his other hand.

The voice was so shrill it was inhuman; it sounded like a cracked throat.

The image of the Northern Hu King was like a tattered rag, wriggling in the snow.

Xiao Fang kicked him so hard he fell to the ground.

He grabbed the Northern Hu King's calf and severed his Achilles tendon with a single stroke.

With another cut, he severed another Achilles tendon.

The Northern Hu King's limbs lay limply out, and blood gushed from beneath him, melting into the snow.

He arched his back and crawled forward, one step at a time.

A long trail of blood was left in the snow.

The generals who had been brought back were either supporting themselves with their crippled hands or sitting on stretchers.

They watched this scene, their eyes turning red.

One of the veterans knelt down first.

"Thank you, General, for avenging us!"

"I will never forget the General's great kindness!"

"We've got our revenge! We've got our revenge!"

The crowd knelt down in a clamor, their voices rising like a tidal wave.

Xiao Fang stood in the snow, slowly turned around, and clasped his hands in a fist salute to everyone.

"It is I who should thank you."

"It was you who, together with me, Xiao Fang, avenged my father!"

"The Zhenbei Army is united as one!"

"The Zhenbei Army! United as one!"

"United as one!"

The shouts were so loud that the snow on the pine branches in the distance began to fall in a flurry.

Xiao Fang then looked at the blood-soaked figure on the ground.

"Drag him away and let the army doctor treat him. Don't let him die."

"I will bring him back to the capital alive, so that the whole world can see him."

Mingrui led his men forward and lifted the Northern Hu King out of the snow.

The Northern Hu King could no longer make a sound; his eyes were half-open, like a wild dog whose bones had been removed.

Lu Zhao stepped forward and spat on the ground.

"If only you had known this would happen, why did you offend my Great Liang back then?"

Xiao Fang didn't say anything.

He turned around, stepping through the blood-stained snow, and walked towards the main tent.

Xiao Fang only rested for three days.

On the fourth day, the army had been fully assembled, its weapons sharpened again, and it was ready to march straight on to Nanyue and Xirong.

The King of Nanyue and the King of Xirong were terrified.

Before Xiao Fang's army could set off, they personally escorted their eldest son to the capital.

The two kings removed their royal robes, wearing only plain clothes, and knelt down together outside Xiao Fang's camp.

Each of them had their eldest son tied behind them, like lambs to the slaughter.

"Your Highness, we are willing to lead the Southern Yue and Western Rong kingdoms to submit to the Great Liang and from now on serve the Great Liang as our master."

This is our eldest son, sent to Daliang as a hostage.

Xiao Fang sat at the head of the main tent, not even lifting his eyelids.

He slowly wiped the knife, making little noise.

"You must personally deliver the letter of surrender to the capital."

The two kings lay even lower on the ground.

"Your Highness is right, we will definitely go in person."

"In recent years, although the Southern Yue and Western Rong are not as ferocious as the Northern Hu, they have still frequently invaded the borders of our Great Liang."

Xiao Fang put down his knife and looked at them coldly.

"If you want to live, fine, but just giving away a son won't do any good."

"I want both of you to personally go to the capital of Great Liang, kneel before my Emperor, kowtow to him, admit your mistakes, and apologize to the people on the border."

"We'll go! We definitely will!"

The two kings responded in unison.

"besides."

Xiao Fang narrowed his phoenix eyes and continued speaking.

"The Southern Yue and the Western Rong each gave 10,000 cattle and 10,000 sheep."

It must be delivered within three days.

The two kings turned pale instantly.

They had to hand over 20,000 head of livestock, which was equivalent to asking them to give up half of their assets.

But they dared not refuse.

If Xiao Fang were to lead his troops to attack, not only would cattle and sheep perish, but all the men would likely die.

"We'll hand it in! We'll go back and collect the money right away!"

Xiao Fang looked at them again.

"Once you open the city gates, there will be no more Nanyue Kingdom or Xirong Kingdom."

That place will henceforth be the territory of my Great Liang.

Your people must learn the script of my Great Liang and abide by the laws of my Great Liang.

If they dare to harbor rebellious thoughts again, I will treat them like I treated the Northern Barbarians: massacre the city and destroy the country, leaving no one alive!

The two kings kowtowed repeatedly.

"We'll learn! We'll definitely learn! We'll never dare to rebel again!"

"Get lost."

Xiao Fang waved his hand.

The two kings scrambled out of the camp.

Xiao Fang then spoke to Ming Rui.

"Once they bring the cattle and sheep, we will take 50,000 imperial soldiers and escort the Northern Hu King back to the capital."

Mingrui clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Yes."

The army began preparations, awaiting Xiao Fang's orders, ready to depart for the capital at any time.

Everyone was busy as soon as the journey began, but Mingrui stood outside the tent for a long time.

He was clutching a package in his hand, wrapped tightly in red cloth.

Chun Tao and Chun Zhi were checking what they needed to bring.

Mingrui walked over, his expression even more stiff than when he was about to go into battle.

"Spring Peach".