This year's winter seems to have arrived exceptionally early. In the blink of an eye, just five days have passed, and already frost has covered the ground in Xi'an.

But the chill of winter hadn't subsided, the townspeople's enthusiasm remained undimmed. In fact, they were busier than ever during this period.

The people of Xi'an already know that the prince will launch a massive battle on the border.

This battle is very important, it decides the safety of Xijing in the coming days, and also decides whether everyone can spend a good year safely.

No, it wasn't a good year, but countless good years.

The legions of the Tu Yuan dynasty that hold sway at the border are ambitious. If they are not dealt with, this Western Capital will likely face years of war.

As the lord said, this upcoming massive war must be won!

To be more precise, it is to achieve a complete victory! A total victory!

The greater the number of enemies destroyed, the more peace that can be brought.

As this matter is of great importance, and in preparation for the upcoming massive war, people have started to get busy.

Over these past few days, the people have taken out clay jars from their homes. These jars come in various sizes, all filled to the brim with refined kerosene.

Besides that, some asphalt was also brought in from various places. This asphalt was more troublesome to use, as it needed to be boiled in a pot, but as those soldiers said, they would just need to be given the stuff.

After completing these things, the next step is to wait for a result.

From that day on, regardless of age or gender, everyone was filled with anxiety.

Before the results arrived, everyone was on edge. Though the Prince exuded confidence, claiming to be prepared for a final showdown with the Tu Yuan Army, their military strength was undeniable and they couldn't afford to underestimate them.

Besides, the imperial court hasn't sent any soldiers during this period. The prince is fighting alone, which inevitably causes worry among the people.

Some veterans were eager to join the military, but when they arrived, they were told they weren't needed. This only added to their anxiety and worry.

One day, at noon, a group of uninvited guests came to Xijing City.

They came from the capital, not a large number, only dozens of people.

A single person, clad in court robes, hurried into the Western City.

But as they went deeper into the city center, the faces of these travelers grew grim, and some even paled.

Before they could leave Xi'an and head for the border, they were stopped by someone.

On the street.

A burly man with a long beard, dressed in simple clothes, stood in the middle of the road, blocking the path of this group of people.

A burly man with a thick beard crossed his arms, his tiger eyes narrowed slightly. A nine-ringed broadsword hung at his waist, its blade cold and gleaming.

"Halt! What are you doing here!" the big man roared angrily.

As soon as the words were spoken, one of the men in official robes immediately shouted:

"Be bold!"

"You dare to block Wang's path! Do you know that Lord Wang is here to Xijing on the Emperor's order, to deliver an imperial edict to the King of Zhenbei!"

"You insolent peasant, how dare you block my path! Are you trying to rebel against the authorities?!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the burly man with a thick beard let out a cold smile.

"Turns out you're a lackey!"

"What kind of imperial edict was it? Read it to me."

As soon as these two sentences were uttered, the faces of those present turned pale. Wang An, the leader of the imperial envoys, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and immediately roared:

"Be bold!"

"How dare you speak so disrespectfully! Come here and seize him! Take him to the Xijing government office and behead him!"

Although the words were spoken, Wang An's subordinates remained motionless, sitting stiffly on their horses and watching people pour out from both sides of the street.

More and more people came out, each with a grim expression.

Immediately, sweat beaded on the foreheads of these subordinates. One of them whispered to Wang An, "Sir, something's not right."

Wang An naturally also noticed, his face had already begun to show a panicked expression.

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "Looking for government officials? I am

Wang An followed the sound and in the crowd, he indeed saw several men in official robes.

Upon seeing them, Wang An hurriedly said, “Since they are government officials, then quickly disperse them! Don’t cause a disturbance here!”

As soon as his words fell, the man in official robes let out a cold snort and said:

"What kind of trouble? What kind of thing?"

What could happen?

"Didn't the court already sign a treaty with that Tu Yuan nation to cede my Xi Jing?"

"The Yuan army is besieging Xijing, and so many people in Xijing died defending it. What is the court doing?"

As he spoke, the man's face grew increasingly grim, his teeth clenched in anger.

"Turn a blind eye! Hear nothing, see nothing!"

“To see the people of Tu Yuan Kingdom come to kill us, yet remain indifferent! That dog emperor is probably still enjoying a life of revelry and pleasure within the palace! We are all from the Great Yan Dynasty, why can you achieve such heights while we struggle!”

"Don't we all bleed the same blood?!"

Wang An's eyes narrowed, his face covered in beads of sweat as he watched the expressions on the faces of the people in the street. He understood that things were about to erupt into chaos.

He hurriedly spoke, "Don't talk nonsense, you..."

Before he could finish his words, the hulking man with a bushy beard glared at him with eyes like tigers and roared:

When the Tu Yuan army attacked Xi Jing before, you did nothing. Now that Wang Ye has defeated the Tu Yuan army, you rush to Xi Jing in a panic. An imperial decree? What good words could this incompetent and tyrannical emperor possibly say?”

"Is it to honor the Lord, or is there another motive?"

Wang An took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart, and spoke:

"The imperial decree I shall deliver to the Prince myself. You are not to interfere."

As soon as his words left his mouth, the burly man with a thick beard stomped his feet and leaped into the air. At the same time, he roared:

"Here you go!"

As soon as his voice fell, he grabbed Wang An with one hand and threw him off his horse!

This sudden turn of events immediately sent those subordinates into a panic, with many shouting loudly. However, the crowd around them was growing larger and larger, blocking all access to both front and back roads.

Wang An lay on the ground, his body trembling with fright. He cried out in panic:

"Heroes, please do not make a move. I am merely a messenger delivering an order. Please refrain from any action!"

That burly man with a thick beard didn't speak. He reached out his rough hand and patted Wang An's body, quickly pulling out an imperial edict and a gold medal from his bosom.

The onlookers saw him take the imperial edict and immediately gathered around him.

While Wang An had already been frightened into hiding his head and trembling on the ground.

Da Han took a deep breath and opened the imperial edict. As soon as he saw it, his eyes widened, his teeth chattered, and his face flushed visibly. Even the veins on his forehead popped out!

Anger radiated from his chest, the burly man's fury threatening to explode!

He held aloft the imperial decree, unfurling it towards the crowd and roared with anger:

"Sure enough, nothing good comes out of this!!"

"This emperor is such a dog! He actually ordered the prince to retreat his troops!"

Saying this, he clenched the gold medal in his teeth and said, "I demand a surrender of the gold medal. Immediately order the prince to withdraw his troops!"

"She was watching Xi'an fall, letting the city that had been painstakingly reclaimed after decades of struggle and countless sacrifices be destroyed overnight! All her efforts were for naught!"

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"What a travesty! Such a person could actually become emperor!"

"Such a person deserves to be the ruler of a nation! He is simply the biggest traitor in the Great Yan!"

By this point, the common people were seething with rage. They immediately rushed forward, pulled Wang An and his entourage off their horses, and proceeded to beat them mercilessly.

Wang An hugged his head and cried out urgently, "Don't hit me, don't hit me! I'm just a messenger of the Imperial Edict... Her Majesty... whatever decision she made has nothing to do with me!"

But the shouts of anger had already drowned out his roar.

A burly man tore the imperial edict to shreds, and with a single stroke of his blade, he severed the golden medal!

At the same time, the Red River hero Mithril and his 600,000 army from the Tu Yuan nation were about to leave their territory.

On the other side, outside Xicheng, Qin Ze used the points he had accumulated over the past five days to exchange for more weaponry and had his soldiers begin to familiarize themselves with its use...

The weather has turned cold, and those wicked germs seem to be making a comeback. The little author went to the market without a mask and unfortunately got sick. I don't know if it's influenza or something else, my head is fuzzy and my body aches. ╥﹏╥...

It's still best to wear a mask when going out, to protect yourself.

I would also like to thank the kind person who gave me the gift of peach gum porridge, it was truly a king among gifts. It cost quite a lot, so thank you very much! I owe you an update, and I will make sure to catch up within the next two days. I apologize that I can't update more frequently right now.

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