Transmigration: World Saving Strategy

The fear that filled the battlefield mixed with excitement and elation made Tang Xiaotang salivate. If not for the fact that she could not casually eat and drink in the Mission World, her emotions would have been enough to replenish her a lot of energy.

With Longsword in hand, Ye Yuming sprinted to the front of the group. He was invincible, his resolute body was like a blood thirsty sword, breaking through all of the attacks of the Yi Clan.

Shouts, fights, flashes of light and shadows. Everyone was doing their best for the sake of survival and for the sake of victory. No one knew if they would be the next to fall. The passion within their bones and blood was completely aroused. They could only move forward.

As the sword light flashed, boiling hot blood sprayed out from the enemy's neck and splattered onto Tang Xiaotang's body. She watched the battle coldly, and watched the expressions of fear, madness, and excitement on everyone's faces.

It couldn't be said to have any feelings. Although it couldn't bring her into their relationship, those emotions more or less affected her, making her restless as well.

The outcome was already decided. The group led by Ye Yuming quickly finished off the rest of the Yi Clan soldiers. Many of the soldiers were forced to jump into the ravine. The surface of the ice was covered with floating corpses, and the water was dyed red with blood.

Corpses littered the ground, there were human corpses, horses, Yi Clan soldiers, and even soldiers of the night. This stretch of land was almost completely covered in blood, and the large pits that had been dug were also filled with Yi Clan soldiers.

In this battle, with a loss of less than twenty thousand, Ye Yuming annihilated an army of nearly three hundred thousand Yi Clan. After being slashed to death by Ye Yuming's sword, Su Gu Er also died in the chaos of battle. Suddenly, seeing that his situation had lost, he did not want to run back in a sorry state and was not willing to be captured.

After that, no matter if it was the corpses of the night soldiers or the Yi Clan soldiers, Ye Yuming would order all of the soldiers to bury them. However, there were too many corpses. Even after sunset, the entire battlefield had yet to be cleaned up.

The Yan City was brightly lit, and the sound of human voices was bustling. The city was decorated in red. All the citizens within dozens of miles of the city offered up their food and wine to celebrate the return of the great army.

They were harassed by Yi Clan all year round, and Yi Clan often sent people to the villages surrounding the Yan City to plunder and rob grain, livestock and women. It was normal for them to exterminate the entire village, and some would even set the entire village on fire. They all praised the Spirit King's name, and even the scars on his face became a symbol of honor, making it so that for the next few years, Yan City youths would have similar scars painted on their faces.

Just like this, not only had Ye Yuming subdued the morale of the troops in the northern region, he had also increased the prestige that he held in the hearts of the commoners around the Yan City, becoming the biggest winner.

The celebratory feast lasted until late at night. The generals who were drunk had gone to rest. Originally, as soldiers, they could not drink, but today Pluto specifically allowed them to make an exception, so they did not let go of this opportunity.

Ye Yuming also changed his usual indifferent appearance and drank with everyone, getting drunk on everyone.

Stepping out of the biggest tent, Ye Yuming jumped onto the walls of the Yan City and sat on the highest roof. He carefully placed Tang Xiaotang on her knees as he looked up at the starry sky.

"Tang Tang, look, there are so many stars in the sky. Tell me, does the brightest star belong to This King?" he asked suddenly.

"Superstition, that's just a myth." Tang Xiaotang curled her lips. She never thought that he would still believe this.

"This King obviously doesn't believe it, but don't you think that compared to the stars, our lifespans are too short?" He raised his head to look at the starry sky, and the starry sky was reflected in his deep eyes, shining brightly.

"As long as you can make your descendants remember your name, you can be considered another kind of eternal life." Tang Xiaotang thought about it and replied him.

After all, he was right, she couldn't possibly lie to humans to live forever. Otherwise, once he became the emperor, if he crazily pursued the art of immortality — this world was most likely going to be destroyed by him.

"You're right!" Therefore, I must become the greatest emperor in the history of Great Night. Even if I have to change dynasties in a few hundred years, I must make sure that everyone will remember me forever! " He spoke these words calmly and firmly, so much so that when Tang Xiaotang thought about it a long time later, she could still clearly remember this day under the night sky, her eyes that were brighter than the stars in the sky.

It was a spiritual flame ignited for the sake of pursuing. It could accomplish anything.

Seeing the determination on his face, compared to when she was in the Duke Palaces, he looked even more steady and dignified, and the protection from his body gradually returned, Tang Xiaotang felt that this battle was also a trial for him.

"I believe that you can do it." As long as there were no more deviations in the world, he would definitely be able to do it.

So she believed.

"TangTang …" Ye Yuming hesitated for a moment, then said: "If …"

"What?" Tang Xiaotang was a little curious. He had never used such a low and hesitant tone to speak before, and this made her curious as to what he was going to say next.

"Forget it, I'll tell you in a few days." Ye Yuming swallowed down the words that were about to leave his mouth, and in the end, decided to wait for a few days.

"What do you want to say?" Tang Xiaotang's curiosity was completely piqued by him, but no matter how hard she grinded it, this guy would not say anything, and was so angry that Tang Xiaotang did not speak to him for the whole night.

What a detestable human, you deserve to have been played around by Feng Luanqing earlier!

Beijing.

The emperor, who had been fine all this time, suddenly contracted a serious illness the day before yesterday. However, in just three days time, his illness became even more severe. He couldn't even get up from his bed. There were dozens of old imperial physicians in the imperial household who stayed by the emperor's side day and night, unable to find out what illness he was suffering from. Everyday, imperial physicians were pushed out to behead him, leaving everyone in grave danger.

For the past few days, the morning assembly had always been guarded by the emperor by his new wife, Eunuch An. The power of the court was firmly held in the hands of a group of eunuchs who could not even meet the emperor.

One after another, Pluto was assassinated on his way to the border. His whereabouts were still unknown. Although he succeeded in repelling the Yi Clan army in place of his Deputy General Wang and Deputy General Xiao, it was still a question of how he would handle the matters after the battle.

Moreover, after Noble Consort Hua had been granted death, he left for his hometown in grief and indignation. However, on the way, he was assassinated, and his entire family was gone without a corpse. In the past, if the disciples of Imperial Tutor Hua did not ask for permission to go out, they would have to send a letter over to the officials.

Some of the sharper officials had already sensed that something was amiss, and went back to their homes to recuperate, closing their doors to thank their guests, but in reality, they had already secretly thrown themselves into Ye Yuming's embrace. The remaining officials, who were more loyal, knew that the letter was for the emperor.