"No."
Emperor Yuanhua shook his head, exhaled lightly, and turned to walk out of the tent: "All troops, prepare to attack!"
As the words fell, a hint of self-mockery flashed in his eyes as he watched the mighty army. It was only upon sitting on this imperial throne that he understood the true meaning of looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.
His eyelids drooped slightly, and he sighed softly in his heart.
Emperor Jia Ning died early because he was disobedient... Was it worth it?
Even if he's a puppet Emperor, he's still an Emperor.
Gathering his thoughts, Emperor Yuanhua mounted the warhorse provided by the eunuch, drew the Emperor's Sword and pointed to the void: "Set out!"
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At Chuansha Ridge, Lu Jin'an stood on a mound of loess holding Zhiyu, overlooking the Shenmiao army invading Yunhu Pass, and lowered his head to rub his chin against Zhiyu's fragrant forehead.
