"I surrender!"

Just in one encounter, more than half of the enemy's so-called invincible Blood-thirsty Legion were killed or wounded.

The world's first military strength boasted by the enemy was defeated with just a single move.

He only had time to look at the sword in the hand of the tall man in front of him before he was beheaded a second later.

Ye Qingtian sheathed his sword neatly, his young and handsome face emanating an overbearing aura.

"Attack!"

With the call of his sword, a hundred thousand Wolf and Tiger Armies wield their swords mercilessly, cutting down their enemies.

A cloud of smoke over the northern territory for thousands of miles, with rivers of blood flowing.

Ye Qingtian can see all this from his vantage point. As the youngest king of the Dragon Kingdom, he was known as the "Martial King", a name that struck fear in the hearts of people on the battlefield.

He managed to keep the thirty-six kingdoms around the northern territory in check simply with his fist.

"Martial King, our army has taken down the twelfth city, we will definitely capture the remaining four before night."

Next to him, a burly man with dark skin looking serious, his voice like a booming bell.

His name was Yang Xiao, one of the five major generals in the north, and also the most loyal supporter of the Martial King.

"Give the order, after capturing all the towns in the northern territory, rest for three hours, then counterattack at dawn. Within three days, capture all the enemy's capitals!"

Ye Qingtian stood there, his aura surging like a drawn sword.

He stared ahead, his gaze permeating with a chilling murderous aura.

"Yes, King Wu!"

Yang Xiao's voice echoed like a grand bell.

"King Wu, we have an emergency! Your family is in trouble!"

At this moment, a subordinate frantically ran in, his hands trembling as he passed a cellphone playing a video.

Ye Qingtian was known for his calm composure, unfazed even by the greatest pressure.

But upon hearing the news of his family, a flicker passed through his eyes and he quickly grabbed the phone, opening the video.

Boom!

After one glimpse of the video, Ye Qingtian's mind thundered, his blood boiling with rage.

In an instant, a palpable murderous intent swept across the battlefield.

"Prepare the King Wu's fighter! We must return to the Western State immediately!"

Bloodshot eyes, a face warped by rage, Ye Qingtian seemed like a primal beast ready to explode, evoking awe and fear in everyone around him.

"King Wu, please curb your anger, think thrice!"

"With victory so close, we can reclaim our lost land and severely cripple those fickle nations. It would secure the Northern border for thirty years. If you leave now, all our efforts would be wasted!"

"King Wu, for this day, we have battled for many years. Countless comrades have fallen here. It was your arrival that gave us hope to reclaim our lands. Are you really going to leave at this crucial moment? How could our soldiers take this?"

"Martial King, we will achieve victory in just a day and a half. Why not wait a little longer?"

Feeling that something was amiss, the Five Tiger Generals and the Four Wolf Kings from the Wolf Tiger Army hurried to the scene. Upon hearing that the Martial King was about to leave, they tried their best to persuade him to stay.

"Have you all finished speaking?"

Ye Qingtian wore an unusually somber expression on his face. His eyes were like a deep abyss holding a terrible terror, which scanned over the faces of the crowd.

The Five Tiger Generals and Four Wolf Kings, who usually struck terror into the hearts of their enemies, suddenly felt a chill run down their spines. None of them dared to utter another word.

"Take a look at this, and then consider whether you still want to try and persuade me!"

Ye Qingtian played a video on his phone, but he himself couldn't bear to watch it again.

"This is..."

The eyes of the nine people in the room suddenly contracted, followed by an endless surge of anger!

Within the video were faces of utter despair and sorrow, accompanied by sounds of horrific pleas for mercy. At the receiving end of the scornful laughter and inhumane torment were none other than the Martial King's relatives!

Someone was actually persecuting the Martial King's loved ones?

This was not just an insult to the Martial King, but also a humiliation to the millions of soldiers within the Wolf Tiger Army!

These people were simply courting death!

The crowd's fury blazed like an inferno, their intent to kill coalescing into a murder cloud, adding a layer of tension to the battlefield.

Objective judgement aside, anyone who saw their loved ones being treated this way would not sit idle!

"Now, do any of you still hesitate?"

"Look me in the eyes and answer me!"

Ye Qingtian's resolute frame was filled not only with tenfold but with overflowing intension to kill, his eyes raging red, fury reaching its peak.

Everyone held their breath; not a word came out. Each clenched their fists.

No one could stop them; they all wanted to go to the Western Province immediately to smash and kill those who were responsible.

"Wu Wang, I will accompany you to the Western Province and slaughter all those who were born there!"

As one of the Five Tiger Generals, Yang Xiao roared in anger.

"We join as well! These beasts don't deserve to be called humans!"

The roars of anger from the soldiers filled the air.

In everyone's eyes was only the will to kill, all begging for war!

"Wu Wang, you cannot leave!"

Just then, a few upright men with solemn expressions strode over.

A man in military uniform was walking with long strides, even before he was near, his authoritative voice came over unmistakably.