With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

"What are you panicking about?" Zhuang Jing scolded his confidant, but he was actually panicking inside as well.

"His Highness the Crown Prince ordered us to stop the Zhenyuan Army, but we simply cannot do it!" The confidant knelt down and kowtowed to him.

"General Zhuang, my parents are old and in poor health. If I die here today, they will not live either. Please let me go now..."

"Cowardly trash who's afraid of dying." Zhuang Jing was already in a bad mood, and hearing his confidant's howl only made him more irritable. He kicked him in the chest.

"If you spout any more nonsense, I'll chop you down!"

"General Zhuang, they're here!" A lieutenant pointed into the distance, his voice trembling.

"What?" Upon hearing this, Zhuang Jing immediately walked to the front of the battlements and looked along the official road.

Two or three miles away, in the vast expanse of white snow, one could vaguely see a black dragon moving in this direction.

"It's actually true!"

"The 300,000 Zhenyuan troops have really arrived, General Zhuang! Let's go quickly! I don't want to die!" The confidant scrambled down the city wall.

"Damn idiot! How dare you spread rumors and undermine morale!" Zhuang Jing was furious and drew his longsword to kill his confidant.

His trusted aide ran too fast and accidentally tumbled down the steps, "Ouch!"

Ignoring the pain, he got up and tried to run, only to find several pairs of boots blocking his way.

"Trying to run?" A cold voice rang out above his head.

His confidant, thinking it was Zhuang Jing's men who had stopped him, collapsed to the ground, clutching his head and sobbing, "I don't want to die... Waaah..."

Zhuang Jing, sword in hand, chased after them. He paused, seeing the three people at the bottom of the steps, and demanded, "Who are you? This is a heavily guarded military area. What are you doing here?!"

"Nangong Wu!" Nangong Wu's voice was indifferent.

"Nangong Wu, you... you're actually Nangong Wu..." Upon hearing this name, Zhuang Jing was immediately shocked and instinctively took a step back, but he tripped on the steps and fell down.

"Nangong...Wu..." The confidant, terrified, knelt before her. "Princess, spare me! I have done nothing to wrong you! Please, have mercy on me!"

Nangong Wu: "...?" She hadn't even said a word yet, how could she be so frightened?

"Shut up." Li Shuang placed her hand on the hilt of her sword.

The confidant shuddered in fright and hid to the side, too afraid to speak again.

"You are Zhuang Jing?" Nangong Wu stepped up the stairs, her sharp gaze falling on Zhuang Jing.

"What...what do you want to do..." Zhuang Jing's legs trembled.

This woman is notoriously ruthless and has already betrayed the Western Yan Kingdom. Now that she's here, could she be planning to kill them and seize the city?

"Nothing, just go and open the city gates," Nangong Wu said calmly.

Zhuang Jing leaned against the wall to stand up. "Open the city gate. What do you want to do...?"

"Whoosh!" Li Cheng drew his sword and held it to Zhuang Jing's neck. "You, go down and open the city gate. If you say another word, your head will roll off."

"I am an official appointed by the imperial court, you... cannot kill me!" Zhuang Jing's voice trembled.

"Li Cheng, since he can't understand human speech, cut off one of his legs first," Nangong Wu ordered.

Nangong Chengkun's dog deserves to die!

A flash of cold light, and Zhuang Jing's leg was severed.

"Ah—" The pig-like screams shook the snow off the wall.

The lieutenant who followed him down was so frightened that he knelt down.

"Go open the city gates!" Li Chang pointed his sword at the group of people. "Otherwise, you'll end up like him."

"Yes, yes! We'll go open the city gates now."

The lieutenant stood up and ran down the street shouting, "Open the city gates!"

Yesterday evening, they received a message from the Crown Prince via carrier pigeon, saying that the Zhenyuan Army had betrayed the country and that they were ordered to defend the city gates to the death and not allow the Zhenyuan Army to pass through, or else they would be executed.

But Yanggu City only has 30,000 soldiers. How could they possibly stop Nangong Wu's 300,000-strong army?

To stop them would mean certain death, and even if we tried, we couldn't stop them anyway; if we didn't stop them, at least they wouldn't die now.

"I'll go open it!" Seeing his chance to shine, the confidant huddled in the corner scrambled to his feet and ran towards the city gate. "Quickly, open the city gate!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers guarding the city gate immediately opened the gate, removed the slanted door support, and twenty or thirty men carried down the door bolt and two large horizontal beams.

"Didn't you want to leave and go home? You can leave now!" Nangong Wu said to her confidante.

"Yes, thank you, Princess!" The confidant kowtowed three times to her and then left.

If he doesn't leave, he will die at Zhuang Jing's hands today.

The two massive city gates were slowly opened.

"If you don't want to die, take all the soldiers back to camp immediately." Li Chang pointed his sword at the lieutenant.

"yes!"

The lieutenant raised his hand and ordered, "Evacuate immediately!"

Upon hearing his words, the soldiers on the city wall descended and carried away Zhuang Jing, who had fainted from the pain, along with his severed leg.

The soldiers guarding the city gate all followed the deputy general and withdrew.

Nangong Wu walked up the steps to the city wall, stood in front of the city gate tower, took out her binoculars to check, and saw that the army was almost there.

"Pretty fast!" It's only noon now, and the army has already arrived.

Running 20 kilometers in three hours was the fastest march I've ever done.

Li Shuang also looked through her binoculars. "Your Highness, they are running."

"Okay." Nangong Wu left Li Cheng a bag of magazines. "Li Cheng, you stay here to welcome the army."

Li Cheng was carrying an AK-47 on his back; a bag of ammunition was enough for him.

"Yes!" Li Cheng took the bag.

"Let's go to the south gate." Nangong Wu turned around and led Li Shuang down the city wall.

When the city's residents saw that the soldiers had all withdrawn, they sensed that something was about to happen, and many people ran home, making the streets much quieter.

As Li Shuang and Li An walked along the street, they instructed the restaurants and eateries to deliver the prepared food to the side of the main street, ready for the cooks to prepare.

They arrived at the south gate and found that all the soldiers had withdrawn, the gate was wide open, and there was no one there.

Nangong Wu went outside the city gate and stood on an open space. She said to Eileen in the space, "Set up the pot here."

The next moment, several large iron barrels, each a meter tall, appeared in front of her, supported by iron frames.

Nangong Wu opened the lid of an iron bucket, and steaming hot air wafted out, releasing the aroma of meat and vegetables.

She scooped up a spoonful with a large spoon. "It has pork, potatoes, tomatoes, kelp, lotus root, and glass noodles. It's very good."

"Master, the first pot is pork; the second pot is mutton; the third pot is beef; the fourth pot is chicken; the fifth pot is donkey meat, and there's also fish, but I'd like to bring them out last. There are notes on the metal buckets." Aiqi pointed and introduced each pot to her.

When Nangong Wu came out, she saw that there was indeed a note on each of the iron buckets on the side facing the road, clearly listing all the ingredients in the dish.