Your Majesty's personal expedition this time, although he also killed many strong men from the demon clan and soldiers from the Hungarian Aviation Empire, in the end, it could only be regarded as a disastrous defeat.
Since he came back with a disastrous defeat, there would be no celebration party.
Instead, it was a small storm that quickly swept through the entire Yin City.
Overnight, the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion was razed to the ground by the army, and most of its clan members were killed or injured. Only the gardener, cook, and maid were not held accountable for any responsibility.
General Dingyuan, who has always been known as one of the three great generals of the empire, also had his mansion razed to the ground.
Only this time, the army did not kill or injure anyone, because all the general's immediate relatives had already committed suicide by taking poison.
There were also the residences of the Minister of Hubu, the residences of several ministers and generals of the Ministry of War, and the residences of the Yincheng garrison generals. Rivers of blood flowed overnight.
It seems like there is nothing wrong with Nie Heng.
But it actually has a lot to do with him.
Because Li Chenghui still remembers what Nie Heng said: Kindness does not lead soldiers, kindness does not sit in the palace!
What he has to do now is to put away his charity and carry out a bloody massacre of his enemies.
This is also the attitude he needs to show, the attitude that Nie Heng said to the Wasted Dog Holy Sect: Why should I, Daxia, be afraid of you?
Even if you are a god, so what?
Even if your strength reaches Martial Master Realm or even higher, so what?
Li Chenghui was very fortunate: the Daxia Empire had loyal generals like Liang Shiqi and loyal sect leaders like Nie Tianyang.
More importantly, Nie Tianyang is very good at giving birth...
Not to mention Nie Ling and Nie Yong, at least Nie Heng was born well.
With a monster-like young man like Nie Heng, and an even more powerful and terrifying master behind him, the future of the Great Xia Empire will surely be extremely brilliant!
This is what Li Chenghui believes.
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Nie Heng believes it too!
Even if he is the only one who knows that he has no real so-called master at all.
But he still believes that as long as he gives himself a little more time, he will not be afraid of the so-called Holy Sect of Waste Dogs and the gods who can still only be regarded as useless dogs in his eyes.
It's just that the calmer the situation is now, the more uneasy he becomes.
What exactly does the Holy Sect plan to do?
Why did even the Hungarian Empire retreat to the depths of the far north, abandoning the vast fertile mountains and rivers it had previously acquired?
What's the trick here?
"No matter how they plan to deal with our Daxia Empire, as long as our Daxia Empire has more powerful people, we will naturally not be afraid of them."
At this moment, in Li Chenghui's imperial study, Nie Heng's eyes were like fire: "Strength, only strength is the truth! And our Xuanjian Sect only believes in this truth!"
"you……"
Hearing this, Li Chenghui took a deep breath and asked: "You are leaving so soon, do you really want to leave?"
He is the emperor, but he doesn't feel that he can order this fourteen-year-old boy now.
Or maybe he needs to be polite enough to this young man, because there is a powerful master behind the young man, and the young man himself is the future and hope of the empire.
Just like before, when Nie Heng wanted to salute him, he actually helped Nie Heng up first and said "nephew" and said "nephews don't need to be polite" again and again.
Now, Nie Heng said: "Xuanjian Sect is my home after all. Everyone is familiar with their own home, so I can do more things at home!"
It was just one sentence, which meant that he had explained everything clearly.
When he returns to the Xuanjian Sect, he will probably refine those mysterious elixirs as soon as possible and cultivate more powerful men like Yingsha.
Understanding what Nie Heng was thinking, Li Chenghui stroked his beard and smiled: "It seems that I really can't keep my nephew for a few more days! But... I plan to reward you. What kind of reward do you think is appropriate?"
If these words were said to other ministers, the minister would definitely be frightened and would immediately kneel down to thank him.
Nie Heng did not, and said with a faint smile: "Your Majesty has already rewarded me with a very precious thing. Forget the rest, such as the false title of official title!"
He was talking about the Yanhuang Sword, which was the sword of the First Emperor of the Empire.
After thinking about it, Li Chenghui could only nod his head: "Your master is such an expert, and the disciples he has taught are also by no means ordinary. I believe that the ones I can reward you with are really tacky in the eyes of your master and disciple!"
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"It's not tacky..."
While answering, Nie Heng suddenly thought of something: "If His Majesty really wants to give me something, then can I ask Your Majesty for some people..."
Chirping...
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Two days later, in a school field outside Yin City, the soldiers who had just returned from the north and had just returned from the south gathered together again after just a short rest and adjustment.
Among them, more than a thousand were originally disciples of the Xuanjian Sect, and they were the survivors among the more than 3,000 disciples brought out by Nie Tianyang back then.
After all, they are all warriors who have practiced martial arts, so on the battlefield, their chance of survival is much higher than that of ordinary soldiers.
The other nearly a thousand people were the real soldiers of the Great Xia Empire.
At the beginning, tens of thousands of them went out together to fight, but now they have returned to Yin City, but only this few people are left.
"I know you are all good!"
On the general stage, Nie Heng stood majestically, scanning everyone, as if intending to see them all clearly.
"In the past three years, you have never retreated or been afraid. Even when you were trapped in the isolated city, I heard that no one left quietly..."
"Also, I heard that the Hungarian Aviation Empire sent envoys three times to try to persuade you to surrender. As a result, the envoys who entered the Luocheng formation each time were treated as food and eaten by you."
"This is better, it is enough to prove your courage and bloodshed!"
"You... are worthy of the word warrior!"
Nie Heng's eyes sparkled as he spoke Shen Shen.
He saw that in the eyes of those soldiers, some were filled with tears and some were hurt, but no matter whether they were crying or hurt, they were all burning with hot flames.
Nie Heng knew what these flames represented.
"But... do you still want to go north? Do you still dare to fight against the Hungarian Aviation Empire? Do you even dare to fight against the Holy Sect and the so-called gods?"
Do you still dare?
Hearing this, one of the soldiers took a deep breath and took a big step forward: "Dare!"
After him, countless voices sounded like thunder.
"Dare, dare, dare!"
"Dare?" Nie Heng smiled, with sarcasm and disdain: "Compared with the Waste Dog Holy Sect and the Waste Dog God, you are not even worthy of the word useless dog..."
Then, Nie Heng looked at the pawn who spoke first and asked coldly: "What would you do if your opponent was a strong man like Li Yougui on the battlefield?"
He then looked at the military general with the highest rank: "Even if it's you, with five hundred brothers, how sure are you of killing Li Yougui flying in the sky?"
"So, you are not even considered useless dogs, but you still dare to think about returning to the north? How dare you hope to avenge your brothers who died in the battle?"
"You are worse than useless dogs now, and your dreams are just bullshit!"
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Silent...
More than 2,000 people were all silent.
Only the sound of breathing gradually became heavier and rougher!
They felt that their faces were very hot, as if they were burning.
They were even more puzzled as to why Nie Heng, the acting head of the Xuanjian Sect, wanted to humiliate them like this today.
They lowered their heads and clenched their fists.
But in the end, I couldn't refute it, because Nie Heng was right: they were worse than useless dogs, and His Majesty's return to the south was almost impossible because of their burdens.
turn out to be……
These warriors are actually worse than useless dogs!