The King of Wei pretended to see Ying Ziqing being welcomed back by two Qin soldiers from afar.
All his shock and anger began to erupt. He could not help but think,
How could this be?
He actually broke the Xuanxiang Formation by himself?!
He even said that it was not the time for Wei Country to be destroyed. How could he be so arrogant?!
However, when he thought about how Ying Ziqing had wielded his saber on the battlefield, he still felt a lingering fear.
Since the creation of the Xuanxiang Formation, it had never been broken.
It was a fact that the seven countries had long acknowledged that only the land immortals could break it.
And today, this was overturned by Ying Ziqing, along with the legend of the invincible soldiers of the Wei Dynasty.
This made the King of Wei feel at a loss for a moment.
Although he didn't want to admit it, every time he thought about Ying Ziqing's posture, his hair would stand on end.
He wanted to take revenge, but he couldn't do it with the troops he had now.
"Your Majesty, do we need to reorganize our forces and make a comeback?”
At this time, the question of the soldiers of Wei interrupted the King of Wei's fake thoughts.
When the King of Wei heard this, he could not help but frown. He felt the anger in his heart reignite.
However, he knew that this was not the time for revenge, so he waved his hand.
"No, let's go back to China!"
The commander of the Wei soldiers hesitated, and the King of Wei became even angrier.
"What's wrong? Are you going to disobey this king?"
The commander of the Wei soldiers hurriedly bowed.
"I don't dare!"
The King of Wei's fake expression eased a little.
"Then go do it!"
"Here."
A moment later, the Wei Kingdom army slowly returned to the east.
Ying Ziqing, just you wait!
Not long after, Ying Ziqing led his troops back to Zheng City.
In the palace of Korea, Han Meng crumpled the painting she had just finished and threw it on the ground.
For some reason, he couldn't calm down to paint today.
At that moment, Han Meng recalled how Ying Ziqing had spoken about Great Qin's will the night before, and how determined and excited he had been.
This made her even more frustrated.
"Why do I keep thinking about that guy today?”
Han Meng was tearing her hair in frustration. She couldn't believe that her father's murderer was still lingering in her mind!
The maid beside him asked,
Princess, what's wrong?"
Han Meng didn't know how to answer.
At this moment, she saw a figure in a black Confucian robe walk through the corridor and into the palace. A large number of armored soldiers followed behind him.
He was back!
For some reason, when she saw that elegant figure, the frustration in her heart dissipated by more than half.
She subconsciously followed him.
"Han Xin, didn't you say you wanted to lead the army?”
"Then you will lead the way to retrieve the new city.”
Han Meng heard Ying Ziqing say to the soldiers beside him.
"Here."
The soldier bowed and left.
New city?
General Ji's fortress?
Did he think that General Ji was just a decoration?!
General Ji was known as the God of War of Korea. Was he so sure that his subordinate would be able to take it down?!
Han Meng chased after Ying Ziqing with a heart full of doubts. She opened her mouth and asked,
"Are you sending your subordinates to their deaths?!”
"The new city is guarded by Ji Wuye!”
Han Teng couldn't help but laugh when he heard that.
"Sister, you might not know this, but Ji Wuye was killed by Young Master two hours ago!”
When Han Meng heard this, she turned pale with fright.
"What? How is that possible?"
"General Ji is invincible. How could he die just like that?!”
When Ying Ziqing heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"The so-called strongest general in Korea in the past hundred years is nothing more than the lack of talent in Korea.”
"If he were in any other six dynasties, he wouldn't even be a joke.”
Hearing Ying Ziqing's words, all the armored soldiers behind him burst into laughter.
Seeing this, Han Meng was shocked. She looked at Han Teng in disbelief.
She didn't want to believe that even Korea's God of War had fallen.
What was even more unbelievable was that the person who defeated Ji Wuye was actually this seemingly weak man in front of her.
However, she saw that Han Teng's expression did not seem to be faking it. This fact once again shocked Han Meng's heart.
Korea was really hopeless.
When Zheng City was taken, although Han Meng did not say much, she subconsciously thought that Korea still had Ji Wuye and that the Korean God of War would take back their territory.
For a moment, Han Meng had mixed feelings. She lowered her head and left silently.
At night, Ying Ziqing lay on his bed and couldn't help but sigh.
"That woman finally stopped bothering me tonight.”
After saying that, Ying Ziqing prepared to sleep.
Just as he closed his eyes, there was a knock on the door.
"Young Master, are you asleep?"
Was it Han Meng?
Why was she here again?
Ying Ziqing couldn't help but feel a little speechless, but he still replied out of politeness,
"What is it?"
The door of the palace was slowly pushed open, and at the same time, a gentle voice sounded,
"Young Master, of course I am…"
Before he could finish his sentence, a long sword flew towards Ying Ziqing, who was lying on the bed!
Ying Ziqing sensed danger approaching, so he jumped up from the bed.
He narrowly avoided the sword, then jumped to the side of the bed and saw who it was.
He smiled mysteriously.
"Zhao Gao can't hold it in anymore?"
"They really think highly of me, directly sending Yue Ba's sword!”
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