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"Guan Chong, it is time. Pass my orders to the Loyalty and Righteousness Sixteen Men to rush to the capital and enter the palace to assist the king. Mobilize all troops to defend the city, and the Gyeonggi Provincial Garrison must protect the palace. I also need to take action."
The Defender of the Realm rubbed his fists together and issued commands to Guan Chong. The Loyalty and Righteousness Sixteen Barons stationed in distant lands rushed to aid the capital and enter the palace. Meanwhile, all military forces of the Great Zhou Dynasty converged towards the capital, while those stationed in the capital prepared to defend it.
"Yes, my lord, I understand," Guan Chong said as he raised his head sharply, looking at the Defender of the Realm. Hearing each word spoken, he realized that what was meant to happen had finally come to pass; it was clear that rebels were preparing to besiege the capital.
Afterward, Guan Chong hurriedly left the lord's residence to arrange and relay the Defender of the Realm's orders. Once this command was issued, the entire capital would spring into action. All defensive forces, whether official or private, would be mobilized together for a final stand.
Indeed, after Guan Chong conveyed the orders, the entire capital began to move. The Imperial Forest Army and Gyeonggi Provincial Garrison arrived near the palace, surrounding it tightly. In addition, local forces and troops brought by the Defender of the Realm took their positions on the city walls, standing in rows like adamantine warriors, vowing to protect the safety of the capital at all costs.
Moreover, archers, pikemen, swordsmen, and others stood ready for battle. Fire Thunder units, artillery carts, and boulders were all brought up onto the city walls in piles; it was clear that a great battle was imminent.
Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away, garrisons in various cities received orders and mobilized most of their troops and siege forces to assist the capital and enter the palace. Among them, only twelve or thirteen of the Loyalty and Righteousness Sixteen Men remained under the Defender of the Realm's command. Most were stationed in distant locations except for a few who had long accompanied him. However, at this critical moment, once the Defender of the Realm's secret letter was transmitted, they immediately began moving out, leaving only a small contingent behind to guard their territory while sending most of their elite forces towards Gyeonggi to aid in defending the capital.
On another front within the Three Kingdoms Alliance at Daiwa Dynasty's military camp, Lu Chen sat on his horse with core figures like Lian Chengbi and Yue Shaoting following closely behind him. Behind them was an army of hundreds of thousands; this time they did not split their forces but gathered all their strength together.
The army's target was none other than the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. With their pikes pointed forward, they were unstoppable. Lu Chen sat calmly on his horse, his gaze cold and steady as he stared ahead while banners fluttered around him and weapons glimmered without affecting his composure.
He had waited too long for this moment; Fall of Zhou, Rise of Han—he had prepared for over a decade and now finally saw hope on the horizon.
At this moment, Lu Chen felt a myriad of emotions; over a decade had passed in a blink. This journey felt like a dream. Yet through countless life-and-death experiences and rapid ascension in cultivation, that thrill and what lay before him felt so real—everything was so vivid and genuine that Lu Chen believed it wholeheartedly.
If Lu Chen's first master, Li Shian, were alive today and could see Lu Chen's achievements about to fulfill his dream of overthrowing the Great Zhou Dynasty and supporting a descendant of the former Han Dynasty royal family onto the Nine-Five Throne, how pleased he would be; even in death he could find peace.
Time passed slowly as the army advanced steadily through barren lands stretching endlessly behind them.
After an unknown period—perhaps a very long time—while Lu Chen was lost in thought, a soldier came to report that during this unnoticeable journey, they had already reached within range of the capital; they were merely ten miles from East Gate.
"Relay orders: continue advancing! Set up camp at the city gates! Execute Tyrant Zhou! Eliminate the tyrant king! Cleanse the realm!"
After hearing the soldiers' report, Lu Chen spoke only a few words, his tone cold yet remarkably calm.
The army would not wait at this moment but would march directly to the city gates, with the battle cry being to punish Tyrant Zhou, eliminate the foolish monarch, and cleanse the realm.
"Understood." The scout soldier shouted in a righteous tone, and after responding, he immediately ran down to convey Lu Chen's orders to the various generals and troops. The army continued its advance, and within half an hour, they arrived at the city gates.
This was the true city gate of the capital, heading towards the East Gate. The Daiwa Dynasty approached from the east to the west and then advanced northward directly to the capital's East Gate. In the past, when Lu Chen came to the capital, he did so secretly, doing things without drawing too much attention for fear of attracting the court's forces or even facing pursuit. But this time was different; Lu Chen personally led hundreds of thousands of troops to the brink of war, poised to launch a full assault on the capital at any moment—either they would die or he would.
Loyalty Duke Lu Chen of the Daiwa Dynasty surrounded the East Gate, while Chen Shilong of the Great Qi Dynasty besieged the northern gate of the capital.
As for the South Gate and West Gate, they were entrusted to Korea's Four-Browed Daoist and Liu Mei Daozhang. Why did Korea take on two gates? Because the defenses at the capital's South Gate and West Gate were relatively weak, as arranged by the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Thus, the Three Kingdoms Alliance adapted their strategy by splitting Korea into two forces to block both the South Gate and West Gate of the capital. The two armies from Korea were commanded by Four-Browed Daoist and Liu Mei Daozhang, who would have no issues leading them.
The Three Kingdoms Alliance arrived almost simultaneously outside the capital, standing at its gates as dusk began to settle.
Outside the city was cold and grim; flashes of blades and swords flickered. Inside was eerily silent; rows of Great Zhou Dynasty soldiers stood atop the walls. It was clear they were preparing to defend the capital fiercely while waiting for reinforcements—everyone understood this.
In previous times, it was always the Great Zhou Dynasty's army that took initiative in battles across south and north. This time was different; it was rebel forces arriving at the city gates to confront the Great Zhou Dynasty's army and Tyrant Zhou's regime. However, here they could not be called rebels but rather a righteous force aiming to punish Tyrant Zhou, eliminate the foolish monarch, and cleanse the realm.
The Three Kingdoms Alliance represented justice, a voice for the common people, embodying public opinion. In contrast, the Great Zhou Dynasty had become isolated.
The former emperor of Great Zhou Dynasty was incompetent and tyrannical; his court was filled with sycophants. Naturally, such a regime deserved contempt from its subjects. At this moment, a righteous force would rise up against it to eradicate it and restore stability.
The army did not set up camp but stood directly beneath the city walls, tightly gripping their weapons as they gazed up at the gate tower.
Lu Chen stood among his troops; from this position, he could clearly see the expressions on the soldiers atop the gate tower—whether tense or serious was hard to tell. Witnessing such a formation left them utterly shocked that their capital had become surrounded. It was unimaginable since they had never heard of anyone daring to confront their court before.
In the crowd above the city, Lu Chen spotted the Defender of the Realm, Huangfu Xin. At that moment, he was clad in Brilliant Armor, with his hands empty and held close to his chest, gazing down at everyone below. The Defender of the Realm appeared to be in his thirties, with hair that was neatly arranged and dark. He had a youthful and spirited appearance, looking remarkably younger than when Lu Chen last met him—at least ten years younger. It seemed that his transformation into the War God was not just a rumor but a genuine rejuvenation.
The Defender of the Realm on the city wall seemed to have noticed Lu Chen as well, and at this moment, his gaze was fixed on Lu Chen.
Lu Chen stood among numerous soldiers, riding a tall horse and dressed in a white scholar's robe, resembling a learned man.
It was easy to imagine that the Defender of the Realm harbored great hatred for Lu Chen because this seemingly inconspicuous young man had played a significant role in pushing the Great Zhou Dynasty toward its demise. He was the primary catalyst for the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Rebel scoundrel, why do you not surrender? What are you waiting for? Such grandeur cannot allow you to act recklessly here and infringe upon imperial authority!"
The Defender of the Realm pointed imperiously at Lu Chen below and shouted loudly. His voice resonated like rolling thunder outside the East Gate of the soon-to-be-darkened capital. The roar of the Defender of the Realm carried the might of a War God, sounding as if it were a thunder god reprimanding demons and monsters. Even before taking action, he had already instilled fear in his opponents.
The War God's roar could shake people's hearts, causing demons and monsters to retreat fifty miles in fear. Lu Chen understood that the Defender of the Realm was deliberately trying to intimidate him with his royal authority. Although he might not expect the Three Kingdoms Alliance to retreat without a fight, on the eve of battle, he aimed to influence the morale of the Alliance's forces. Even if he couldn't destroy them, tarnishing their reputation would suffice.
After the Defender of the Realm's roar, indeed, among the hundreds of thousands of troops from the Daiwa Dynasty, some began to show signs of wavering. Many horses were startled and restless, as if they were about to bolt away. The morale of the entire army wavered slightly.
This was the power of a War God's roar; if such an effect could be achieved by his shout, then an existence like Shatter the Void—standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, capable of shattering mountains and rivers and roaring down stars—would undoubtedly have an even greater impact.
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