activa-t Chapter 431 Morale is Good
Chapter 431 Morale is Good
"Those who submit will live, those who oppose me will perish!"
In an instant, Emperor Beizun's cold and beautiful face was covered with frost, and a domineering aura emanated from him. For a moment, Lord Sikong was somewhat admiring of the kingly aura he exuded, and the steady confidence that seemed to have everything under his control.
Lord Sikong took a breath before saying, "After this battle, Your Majesty, you should tone down your killing intent. I cannot bear to see such a strong killing intent taint your beautiful and enchanting appearance. I will take a nap first and will skip dinner. Just leave me a crispy golden chicken; we can eat it while we travel tonight."
With that, Lord Sikong walked to the bedside, lifted the curtain, went inside, and fell into a deep sleep.
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Late at night, just as Meng Benbo and the others were sound asleep, a hurried assembly order rang out, startling the soldiers from their dreams!
Everyone jumped up almost instantly and dressed neatly.
"Now, is everyone ready? Have you heard your instructions clearly?"
Inside the central army camp, the Minister of Works assigned tasks to Meng Benbo and others who were yawning repeatedly.
Everyone yawned and nodded repeatedly.
"Is the master going crazy? It's so late, stop making a fuss! The brothers all said the attack is tomorrow, we should all get some sleep now!"
"They must have had a fight with His Majesty, that's why they're causing us trouble now!"
"I can't take it anymore. We used to have surprise training sessions in the middle of the night all the time, but now that we're at war, can't you stop being so willful, sir?"
"I'm so sleepy, everyone go home and sleep... Ouch!"
"I'm giving you three seconds. After I count to three, anyone still looking like this is out of commission. The documents I called in this afternoon are now invalid! I really don't believe I can't deal with you!"
"I'll begin counting! One!"
*Slap! Slap! Slap!* A series of loud slaps rang out, and before Lord Sikong could react, clear handprints were already imprinted on everyone's faces. Meng Benbo shook his head, looking at Lord Sikong with a warm smile, "My lord, we were just joking with you!"
"Yes, sir! You look so nervous you're practically sweating!"
"Wipe it, sir!"
"My lord, we will immediately go and reorganize the troops."
"Sir, please have a cup of tea and wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"
"Sir, let me massage your back! Could you ask the newspaper's owner to highlight my information more prominently?"
Various fawning voices filled the air, completely drowning out Lord Sikong. Before he could respond, everyone had already dispersed and busied themselves as quickly as possible.
In less than half an hour, all the soldiers in the entire camp had assembled. The two armies, the Dibei Legion and the Sikong Jin Legion, together, excluding the 200,000 troops led by General Feng Yang, now had more than 600,000 soldiers. The lineup was powerful and the momentum was overwhelming!
In the desolate night wind, Di Beizun had changed into a black dragon robe embroidered with golden auspicious clouds, exuding a heroic and imposing aura. He sat majestically on his horse, slightly pulling on the reins. The horse's hooves leaped up, sweeping across the tall weeds, neighed a few times, and then stopped.
Emperor Beizun raised his eyes and looked down at the hundreds of thousands of troops who had already been organized. He saw that the soldiers had gripped their swords tightly and were waiting for his order to surge towards the Heavenly Saint Imperial City!
"Clatter! Clatter!" At this moment, the sound of rapid hoofbeats broke the silence of the night. Di Beizun raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of the sound. He found that Lady Sikong was riding over. She had changed into a black outfit and looked quite elegant.
Sikong Jin reined in her horse beside Di Beizun, raised her head slightly to look at him, met his deep gaze, and asked, "What's wrong? Wasn't there a mobilization? The soldiers' morale is quite good, you can give the order to set off!"
As Lord Sikong spoke, he turned to look at the assembled soldiers below. After a while, seeing no response from Emperor Beizun, he touched his nose, channeled all his inner strength, and with a murderous intent filling his beautiful face, roared down, "Brothers, charge in, fight your way in! Fight well for me! If we win, His Majesty will promote you, make you rich, and help you get married! I'll put you on the front page of the Hilton, so that every woman in Fengyun knows your names! Charge, warriors! You are the greatest heroes!"
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live His Majesty!"
"Long live the Great Zhou! Long live the Great Zhou!"
"We must win! We must win!"
A fierce shout pierced the sky, and the swords wielded by the soldiers shimmered in the bright moonlight, creating a beautiful and enchanting spectacle. Their hearts were burning with passion, having waited for so long for this great battle that would determine the fate of the entire world. If they could capture the Heavenly Saint Imperial City, their Great Zhou would have won over most of the world, and the other dynasties would be no match for them!
The soldiers' eyes were burning with intense passion. They seemed to see the banner of their Great Zhou Dynasty about to fly high above the Tian Sheng Imperial Palace, and witness the beginning of a new and glorious era for their Great Zhou Dynasty!
Emperor Beizun rode his horse slowly downwards, passing through the middle of the procession, with Sikong Jin following closely behind.
"This great battle will be the last one in my western expedition against Tiansheng. After it is over, we will go home."
Emperor Beizun uttered these words in a low and calm voice, then suddenly spurred his horse and galloped forward, shouting, "Let's go!"
At a command, the bugle sounded, and the entire procession began to follow Emperor Beizun toward the Heavenly Holy Imperial City.
The Heavenly Saint Imperial City isn't far from here; you can faintly see the city's lights from this distance.
The hundreds of thousands of troops marched under the bright night sky, not worried at all about being discovered by the people in the city. After all, Emperor Beizun had already issued a challenge. This open and grand march was not only to meet the enemy head-on, but also to divert the enemy's attention.
Half an hour later, Di Bei and Sikong Jin's army had already arrived at the city gates, and the city walls of the nearby Tian Sheng Imperial City were heavily guarded. The soldiers on the city walls reported to their superiors as soon as they saw Di Bei's army coming from afar.
Meanwhile, inside the residence of the Crown Prince Tiansheng.
"It's terrible! Your Highness! It's terrible! The Northern Emperor's army... the Northern Emperor's army is already at the city gates!"
Inside the study, Tuoba Yu, wearing only a thin outer robe, was sitting on the edge of the couch examining a map when a hurried voice suddenly came from outside the door!