Simultaneously transmigrating, I, with my extraordinary talent, relied entirely on myself.

When the troops from that country arrived at the border, they looked at the civilians who were still working in the fields and had genuine smiles on their faces with puzzled expressions.

Given that country's reputation, in the past, most of these civilians should have fled before they even arrived. What's going on here?

"This new daimyo is quite capable, much more so than Your Majesty." The Xuanwu Minister, who had led the troops, frowned, then mocked the young man beside him.

"How dare you! You must not be disrespectful to His Majesty the Emperor."

Before the young man could even speak, his subordinates beside him were already furious, glaring angrily at Minister Xuanwu.

"Step back," the young man snapped at his subordinates.

Despite the undisguised mockery from the Xuanwu minister, he still swallowed his anger.

"Minister Xuanwu, since our ancestral kingdom has come in accordance with the agreement, we hope that you will keep your word."

From this day forward, let our ancestral nation and that nation live in peace, and avoid the outbreak of unnecessary wars.

"Haha, of course, of course!" Minister Xuanwu couldn't help but laugh, patting the emperor's shoulder forcefully.

The emperor endured the excruciating pain in his shoulder without uttering a word.

"As long as you help us conquer the Kingdom of Lin, then the Kingdom of Zu will be a good friend of that Kingdom."

But how will the new daimyo feel seeing his former ally turn against him?

Although he claimed that the two countries were good friends, the minister of Xuanwu looked at the emperor with contempt.

The alliance agreement between the Kingdom of Forest and the Kingdom of Ancestors was originally requested by the Kingdom of Ancestors. In the previous war, the Kingdom of Forest also assisted the Kingdom of Ancestors in resisting the invasion of the other kingdom.

The emperor's current behavior is tantamount to ingratitude.

What a coward! Does someone like that deserve to be a daimyo?

However, it doesn't matter. While the emperor was leading his troops, another force from that country had already rushed to the ancestral country to launch an attack.

After this battle, the kingdoms of Qi Liu Jiu Yi Liu Lin and Zu will cease to exist completely.

Volume 1: Chapter 15: The Monster

"Has it finally arrived? It's a bit later than expected."

After receiving intelligence about the invasion, Yalin rushed towards the border with a long sword in hand.

During this process, Murakami Takashi, along with the other six samurai, summoned the foot soldiers who were farming.

The term "ashigaru" refers to soldiers who normally performed manual labor such as farming, but became foot soldiers during wartime.

Of course, in a small country like the Kingdom of Forest with only two thousand people, almost everyone is a soldier, and all able-bodied young men are in reserve.

By the time Yalin reached the middle of his journey, a formidable force of two hundred soldiers had already gathered behind him. This surprised Yalin somewhat. Even after the previous daimyo's crushing defeat, so many people were still willing to fight alongside him.

However, upon seeing many familiar faces he encountered in the fields, Yalin understood. His actions during this period had rekindled the soldiers' confidence, making them willing to go all in with him.

"Since you're willing to trust me, then join me in protecting the Kingdom of Forest." Qi Erling, holding an umbrella, turned to the soldiers, her tone not loud, but full of confidence. "From now on, I will lead you to victory after victory!"

"Let those bastards from that country see how powerful we are."

"I've been putting up with those sons of bitches for a long time."

"To avenge the previous daimyo!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, and their morale soared.

......

Midway through their journey, the two armies met.

Yalin narrowed his eyes as he surveyed the army, which outnumbered him several times over. The soldiers behind him stirred slightly, but remained relatively orderly, with no desertion reported.

"Lord Yalin is indeed a young hero, to be able to command so many followers."

Minister Xuanwu looked at Yalin without looking down on him because of his age, and sincerely praised him.

How could someone who can achieve this level of skill under extremely unfavorable circumstances be an incompetent fool?

The information that the other country had previously collected about Yalin was not only inaccurate, but also completely irrelevant.

Fortunately, the overall situation has already been decided, so it doesn't matter if Yalin was just pretending to be weak in the past.

Yalin did not answer him, but instead turned his gaze to the emperor beside the Minister of Xuanwu and sneered.

"Your Majesty, the appearance of your ally here is quite unexpected."

The emperor was deeply ashamed and dared not look Yalin in the eye. The soldiers of the Ancestral Kingdom also fell silent, their morale low.

To betray a close ally alongside an enemy you should be sworn to is nothing short of treachery. And to have it exposed in public like this is unbearable for anyone with a shred of shame.

But when the emperor thought of his ancestral homeland, he hardened his heart and said...

"Yalin, surrender. The Kingdom of Lin has no chance of winning; resistance will only cause more innocent people to bleed."

“That’s right. With Lord Yalin’s intelligence, you should know to make this choice. That country will not treat you unfairly.” Minister Xuanwu was displeased with Yalin’s previous indifference, but he still patiently advised him.

In any case, losing the title of the state means that he, as a minister, is nothing more than someone to be manipulated at will, and it's not too late to take revenge later.

"You have truly lived up to the name of your father who died in battle, but you have also wasted the name of the emperor."

Upon hearing this, Yalin's tone turned cold. He then drew his long sword and pointed it forward, his eyes reflecting the image of a silver clock, which was then sped up to three times the normal speed.

He didn't want to waste his breath on these dying people.

"Your courage is commendable, but how many people can you kill?" Seeing that Yalin had made his stance clear, Minister Xuanwu stepped back and loudly offered a reward: "Whoever can kill the Daimyo of the Forest Kingdom will be richly rewarded!"

He brought his team here this time, fully prepared to completely conquer the Forest Kingdom.

More than thirty warriors and over four hundred soldiers, plus the emperor's more than one hundred men.

Even if the resistance from the Forest Kingdom is stronger than expected, it will not affect the overall situation.

Even the ministers of Xuanwu didn't know how to lose.

Five hundred against two hundred, the advantage is in my hands!

Yalin, too lazy to waste words, moved like a ghost and charged alone into the enemy ranks.

The first blow was naturally delivered to Minister Xuanwu, beheading him. Until his death, Minister Xuanwu remained oblivious, his head still bearing a confident expression as it fell to the ground.

This action caused a deathly silence among the soldiers of that country, and the samurai were terrified.

What kind of monster is this?!

Before the warriors of that country could respond effectively, a massacre had already begun.

In an instant, the enemy's formation fell into chaos. The soldiers could only see a blur before their vision blurred and they lost consciousness completely.

Even a well-equipped samurai is no match for him.

Extreme speed combined with unparalleled martial arts skills gave Yalin an absolute crushing advantage. The existence of his Demon King talent allowed the soldiers' fear to continuously transform into nourishment, providing him with an almost perpetual endurance on the battlefield.

Before long, the enemy's formation began to crumble.

Takashi Murakami was stunned by the shocking sight for a moment, then rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

It wasn't a hallucination!

Lord Yalin is incredibly powerful. Even those world-renowned swordsmen are nothing compared to Lord Yalin. He truly deserves to be called an incarnation of a god.

Murakami Takashi sighed, then shouted with fervor, "Let's follow Lord Arin closely and charge!"

After saying that, he took the lead and charged towards the warriors of the other country. The soldiers of the Forest Country also charged forward with high spirits, and the battlefield was thrown into chaos in an instant.

"Your Majesty, what should we do next?"

The warriors of the Ancestral Kingdom looked at the god-like Yalin, swallowed hard, and asked.

The martial prowess of this Yalin daimyo truly exceeded his imagination. The thought of fighting such a monster sent chills down his spine, and his knees buckled.

He suspected that if the emperor really ordered them to get involved, the soldiers would mutini.

The emperor stared blankly at Yalin, unable to believe what he was seeing. Upon hearing this, he awoke with a start, his face filled with bitterness.

There is absolutely no hope of victory when dealing with such a person.

But then wouldn't all his compromises during this period become a complete joke?

"Tell the soldiers to lay down their weapons and not resist. After the battle, I will personally apologize to Lord Yalin." The emperor took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.

The war did not last long. When Yalin wiped out the fortieth life, the soldiers of that country were completely defeated. Many of them were filled with fear and shouted as they fled to the rear.

This spirit spread throughout the army in an instant, and also heralded the victory of the Forest Kingdom.

Yalin stopped in his tracks, ceasing his charge, but the murderous aura emanating from him caused the soldiers of that country to halt in their tracks, none daring to approach.

"What a boring battle, it's not as interesting as improving farm tools."

Murakami Takashi, who was in the process of recruiting prisoners, heard Yalin's mutterings and instantly wanted to kneel down.

As expected of a divine incarnation, his thoughts are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Volume 1: Chapter 16: Licking the Bag with Tears in His Eyes

Outside the main hall of the Forest Kingdom.

The emperor and his entourage were stopped at the gate, waiting anxiously, unsure of their fate.

Such a treacherous act would be condemned even in this chaotic era.

Moreover, in a situation where we are at their mercy, even if the daimyo of Yalin slaughtered them all, no one would dare to say anything.

A quarter of an hour later, Murakami Takashi emerged from the main hall with a broad smile, but his expression immediately fell as he looked at the Emperor. He said in a cold tone, "Lord Yalin, order the Emperor to enter. As for the others, they shall remain where they are."

Send the order!

This word unabashedly expresses the attitude that even though they are both great names, Yalin is superior to the emperor.

The emperor remained silent, his steps heavy as he walked into the palace. He was prepared to sacrifice his own life to preserve his ancestral kingdom.

Besides Yalin, there was another warrior from the other country kneeling before him in fear and trembling, clearly terrified.

"I won't say anything else, just tell me why you've pledged allegiance to that country."

Yalin stared at the emperor and said, "Although the alliance is just a verbal agreement, it can be torn up at any time."

But given the current situation where only cooperation can defeat that nation, you've gone back on your word. Could it be that our ancestral nation wants to assimilate into that nation's territory?