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Chapter 1218 Killing to the End of the World
Murong Yan slowly stood up from the high phoenix chair. Her voice was clear and melodious, yet full of boundless domineering power. It echoed Lin Zhen's declaration and resounded throughout the entire Taiji Hall!
"boom--"
This legendary emperor and empress's declaration of a two-pronged attack, filled with endless madness and boundless ambition, is a testament to their power.
Like two superstars capable of destroying the entire solar system!
In an instant, they collided violently in the entire imperial court of the Great Qian Dynasty!
Then a terrifying energy, unprecedented in its kind, erupted, enough to make the whole world tremble!
After a long, deathly silence and stagnation, all the civil and military officials...
They've all gone completely insane!
They were like madmen injected with the most violent stimulants!
With his face flushed and his voice hoarse, he roared and howled!
"Your Majesty is wise! Your Highness is mighty!"
"War on both the eastern and western fronts simultaneously! Let us display the might of our Great Qian Dynasty! Today!"
Those who offend our Great Qian Dynasty, though far away, shall be punished!
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill to the ends of the earth! Let our Great Qian's dragon banner be planted in every corner of the four seas and eight wastelands!"
The roaring voices, filled with fanatical worship and boundless fighting spirit, soared straight into the sky!
The entire city of Chang'an seemed to tremble slightly!
They knew that a truly magnificent era of conquest was about to begin, a time that belonged to their Great Qian Dynasty.
Today, under the joint leadership of this unparalleled and legendary emperor and empress.
This officially opened its bloody yet glorious, grand prelude!
At this moment, Murong Yan was still wearing the Divine Phoenix Descent Dress, which served as her only nightgown. However, she had covered it again with the black and gold shawl that symbolized her status as an empress.
The extremely dark black Suzhou brocade base material, in the atmosphere of the Taiji Hall filled with fervent fighting spirit, seemed to transform into a burning night sky about to be completely ignited by blood and war!
The giant phoenix embroidered with real gold thread seemed to be breaking free from the burning night sky!
His phoenix eyes burst forth with an unprecedented, boundless passion for conquest and destruction!
It was as if I could already see myself, along with its master, personally leading an expedition to conquer that small Eastern country and take the legendary huge silver mine into my possession!
Beside her stood a man whose face was still somewhat pale, but whose domineering aura of looking down upon the world and arguing that no one else could compare was stronger than ever before.
He wore a dark-colored Qilin battle robe made of the long-lost "Black Clouds Treading on Snow" brocade, which complemented her divine phoenix descending to earth dress.
That was sewn by Murong Yanyan herself, stitch by stitch, during the time he was unconscious.
Although the stitches were still a bit rough and crooked.
Although the embroidery of the Qilin was not as exquisite and majestic as that of the top embroiderers in the palace.
But Lin Zhen couldn't put it down.
Because he knew that every stitch and every thread of this battle robe was imbued with the boundless love and worry that his beloved woman had for him, a love that had already seeped into his very bones.
This is the most precious gift she ever gave him.
It was also the warmest armor he had ever received in his life.
He will wear it to conquer all directions and be invincible!
Then he returned to her side with unparalleled glory and victory.
Back to this, their shared, warm home.
Lin Zhen's earth-shattering declaration, filled with boundless domineering power and overwhelming killing intent, exploded like a super nuclear bomb capable of destroying stars within the entire Zi Chen Palace!
All the civil and military officials stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.
They all stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, their minds buzzing, completely blank.
A simultaneous war on both the eastern and western fronts?
His Highness the Regent personally led an army of 500,000 to conquer Constantinople in the west.
Her Majesty the Empress personally led an army of 150,000 to conquer Japan.
This... this... this...
They felt like they must be going crazy! This was the craziest, most absurd, and most unbelievable thing they had ever heard in their lives!
The 200,000-strong army in the Western Regions has not yet been dealt with, and the East India Company fleet in the south has just been destroyed, their bodies barely cold. Yet they still want to provoke that pack of mad dogs in the east and stir up an even more terrifying hornet's nest in the west.
This...isn't this just asking for trouble?!
This isn't playing chess anymore! This is practically flipping the table! It's like they're about to set the whole world on fire!
"No! Your Highness! Your Majesty! This is absolutely not allowed!"
After a long, deathly silence, a group of civil officials, led by Wang Anshi, the Minister of Personnel, were the first to react.
With a "plop," they all knelt down one after another, wailing and crying, their sobs filling the air. The scene was even more tragic than if their own father had died.
"Your Highness! You...you must reconsider!" Wang Anshi's voice was choked with sobs, tears streaming down his face. "You have only just recovered from a serious illness, and your health is not yet fully restored. How can you personally lead a large army on a distant expedition of thousands of miles? The road to the Western Regions is fraught with peril, with endless yellow sands. If anything were to happen to your precious body, then my Great Qian...my Great Qian would truly be doomed!"
As he spoke, he banged his head against the ground with a loud thud, as if he were about to die on the spot to prove his point.
"Yes, Your Highness!" Zhou Xing, the Minister of Revenue, also crawled over on his knees, crying and hugging Lin Zhen's leg with snot and tears streaming down his face. "Your Highness, you can't leave! If you leave, what will happen to the national treasury's silver? Fighting on two fronts at the same time, how much money will that cost? It's a bottomless pit! Even if I squeezed every last drop of oil from my fat body, I still couldn't fill such a huge hole! Please, Your Highness, have mercy! Please, Your Highness, spare my life!"
He cried so heartbrokenly and so genuinely that anyone who didn't know better would think Lin Zhen had stolen gold ingots from his family's ancestral grave.
Immediately afterwards, Li Ge, the Minister of Works, the Minister of Rites, the Minister of Justice... almost all the civil officials present knelt down, and the entire Zichen Hall was filled with cries, shouts, and pleas for advice.
They were not disloyal, nor were they afraid of death.
They were really scared.
They weren't afraid of the enemy, but rather of the legendary emperor and empress before them, who did things completely unpredictably and were each more eccentric than the last!
I'm especially afraid that they'll break up!
In their eyes, the combination of His Highness the Regent and Her Majesty the Empress was invincible. But if they were to separate, especially at this critical juncture when the empire was facing an unprecedented crisis and fighting on two fronts, the variables would be far too great!
What if... what if something else goes wrong...
They simply couldn't bear to think about it anymore!
"enough!"
Just as the wailing and pleading filled the hall, threatening to tear the roof off the Zichen Palace.
A cold, authoritative shout suddenly rang out!
It’s Murong Yan!
She slowly stood up from the phoenix chair, and her beautiful face, which had just regained a bit of color because of Lin Zhen, turned cold as frost once again.