bayedsolid Chapter 266 Ancient Town
Chapter 266 Ancient Town
Ye Jiuchen led his men on a cautious search through the city, finally finding a secluded and extremely hidden place to temporarily settle down. As soon as they were settled, Qiuqin's beautiful face showed deep worry. She softly said to Ye Jiuchen, "Your Highness, look at the atmosphere in the capital. It's incredibly strange. Those treacherous villains are probably already on guard. Our journey here will likely be fraught with difficulties." Ye Jiuchen frowned slightly, but remained calm. His deep eyes gleamed with wisdom as he calmly analyzed, "No need to worry. Although they may have noticed something, my meticulously planned scheme is like a net that cannot be fully grasped. How could they possibly know all its intricacies? We just need to proceed step by step, and we will surely achieve a surprising victory."
A few days later, news spread like wildfire throughout the capital: Ye Jiuchen had suddenly fallen seriously ill, his body weakened, and he was on the verge of death, currently searching far and wide for a divine physician. This was Ye Jiuchen's scheme to lure his enemies; he deliberately released this rumor, and sure enough, it attracted those treacherous individuals with ulterior motives to investigate. When they saw Ye Jiuchen with his own eyes, pale as paper, barely breathing, lying on his sickbed, their vigilance instantly melted away like ice meeting the sun, secretly rejoicing that their opponent was no longer a threat, and victory was in sight.
Meanwhile, taking advantage of the enemy's momentary lapse in vigilance, Qiuqin quietly moved through the streets and alleys of the capital. With her intelligence and courage, she secretly contacted righteous individuals in the city, as well as Ye Jiuchen's former trusted subordinates. They plotted a strategy to overthrow the treacherous officials, meticulously planning their next move, waiting for the opportune moment to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.
Just as those treacherous officials were gloating and celebrating their impending victory, Ye Jiuchen suddenly appeared in the court, as if a god had descended, full of vigor. He stood tall and imposing, his eyes radiating a chilling majesty. To the astonishment of the crowd, Ye Jiuchen calmly produced irrefutable evidence, clearly and righteously exposing the numerous crimes of the treacherous officials. In an instant, the once solemn court erupted in uproar, with whispers and discussions filling the air. Seeing this, the treacherous officials attempted a desperate struggle, but the righteous forces led by Ye Jiuchen had already established an impregnable control over the situation. They were like turtles in a jar, with nowhere to escape. In the end, in despair, the treacherous officials surrendered and received their due punishment. Ye Jiuchen, through his wisdom and courage, successfully purged the court and restored order. After this upheaval, the capital city regained its former prosperity. The people lived in peace and contentment, and laughter once again filled the streets and alleys. Ye Jiuchen's heroic name was passed down through the ages in the capital city, becoming a symbol of justice and wisdom.
This event was like a breathtaking storm. Afterwards, Ye Jiuchen's prestige in the capital reached an unprecedented peak, like a towering mountain piercing the clouds. His name was sung throughout the streets and alleys of the capital, known to everyone, young and old, making him a legendary hero revered by all. However, the wheels of fate did not stop there; a new crisis, like a ghost hidden in the night, was silently and slowly approaching.
The surrounding enemy states, like a pack of ravenous wolves, had long coveted the capital's rich resources. Seeing that the capital had just experienced a tumultuous period of internal and external turmoil, and that the situation had only recently stabilized, they saw this as a golden opportunity. Thus, they acted swiftly, each nation amassing its elite forces, surging in from all directions like a dark cloud, preparing for a large-scale invasion of the capital, hoping to seize this land and plunder its boundless wealth and resources.
Ye Jiuchen, this resolute and decisive king, upon learning of this news, acted as if a beacon had been lit, immediately and swiftly summoning his generals. The group gathered, the atmosphere heavy, a tense and oppressive air permeating the spacious council hall. One general, his face etched with worry and brow furrowed, said anxiously, “Your Highness, we have just suffered a devastating internal conflict, our strength is severely depleted, and our troops have not yet fully recovered. Meanwhile, the enemy is advancing with overwhelming force and overwhelming power. Under such circumstances, I fear we will find it difficult to withstand a large-scale attack from the enemy. This situation is extremely critical.”
Ye Jiuchen's expression was cold and stern, yet his deep eyes held an unwavering determination. He slowly rose to his feet, his posture upright as a pine tree, his voice steady and powerful: "With the nation in peril, we, as the guardians of the capital, have a duty and responsibility to protect this land and its people. At this moment, we have no choice but to fight to the death. To retreat would be to surrender the capital and plunge the people into misery, something I cannot tolerate."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Jiuchen, like a finely tuned war machine, swiftly and methodically began to reorganize the military equipment. He personally inspected the camps, checking the sharpness of every weapon and the sturdiness of every suit of armor; he urged the soldiers to intensify their training, day and night, the shouts of battle echoing across the training grounds, the soldiers sweating profusely, all for the sake of increasing their chances of victory in the upcoming great battle. At the same time, he also vigorously strengthened the city's defenses, directing craftsmen to repair the city walls and add defensive fortifications, building a solid steel defense line around the capital.
Qiuqin, this intelligent and courageous woman, seeing this situation, also volunteered, proving herself no less capable than any man. She tirelessly traveled through the streets and alleys of the capital, organizing the city's residents to provide logistical support for the soldiers at the front. At her call, the people responded enthusiastically; some donated their own food, some helped sew clothes and bedding, and others delivered water and food to the soldiers. In a short time, the entire capital was united, forming an unbreakable force.
On the eve of the great battle, Ye Jiuchen, clad in imposing armor and a golden helmet, his cloak fluttering in the night wind, arrived at the military camp like a war god to boost morale. Inside, the soldiers stood in neat rows, their expressions solemn, their eyes fixed intently on Ye Jiuchen. Ye Jiuchen slowly paced, his gaze sweeping over the faces of each soldier. He shouted, "Soldiers, have you ever considered what lies behind us? It is our homeland, our families, the place where our ancestors lived for generations. There lie our parents, wives, children, brothers, and friends, all eagerly awaiting our safe return."