On the fabric, it was clearly written: “To the Honorable Qi King, I have heard that your nation is constructing buildings, enjoying favorable weather, and experiencing peace across the seas. This brings me great joy. Therefore, our Yan Kingdom will hold the Youzhou Sword Seizing Conference in mid-month. We have the Lingxi Sword forged by the Divine Craftsman Ou Yezi, a Second-Grade Divine Weapon that has resurfaced. King Yan wishes to find a worthy master for this sword and hereby announces to all heroes across the land: anyone under the age of 50 may come to Yan's Lower Capital to compete in martial arts. The ultimate victor will be appointed as a general of Yan and will win the Lingxi Sword, as well as the opportunity to marry the second princess, Yan Yao, and become the prince consort of Yan!”
……
“What is going on?” Zhang Tianhe asked, noticing Ye Yang's hesitation.
Ye Yang handed the letter to Zhang Tianhe. After a moment, Zhang Tianhe became furious and slammed the letter down on the table, saying in a deep voice, “Is this letter meant for Qi King Tian Fu? Zi Yu, what do you think? That King Yan actually uses Princess Yan Yao as a prize for this Sword Seizing Tournament is simply outrageous!”
Ye Yang remained silent.
Beside them, Wang Lie said, “Princess Yan Yao is beautiful and intelligent; her reputation spreads far and wide. Everyone knows that the second princess of Yan is an extraordinary woman. Thus, King Yan devised this strategy using Yan Yao and the Lingxi Sword as bait to attract heroes from all over to gather in Yan, aiming to recruit talented individuals. However, using his own daughter as a pawn is truly despicable for a father!”
Zhang Tianhe looked at Ye Yang with intense eyes and said, “Zi Yu, Princess Yan Yao once had deep feelings for you. Although I may be dull-witted, I can see that this is certainly not what Yan Yao desires. If possible, we should go to Yan; we cannot let Yan Yao wait in vain for half a year only to receive such news.”
Ye Yang raised his face and leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath. “The Youzhou Sword Seizing Conference will be held in three days. The Lower Capital is only a day's journey from Linzi City. We must not act rashly; this matter requires careful consideration. We must save Yan Yao without jeopardizing our diplomatic relations with Yan.”
Wang Lie nodded. “Your wisdom is commendable; we cannot act recklessly. If we anger King Yan, he will surely march against Linzi City. At that time, we would be besieged from both north and south and unable to assist each other. Even if we manage to win, our strength would be severely depleted, making it even more uncertain when we could further pursue our ambitions.”
Zhang Tianhe asked, “Zi Yu, what do you plan to do?”
Ye Yang smiled slightly. “It's simple; we will participate in the Youzhou Sword Seizing Conference and seize the championship. We can also recruit a General of Yan along the way—what a great opportunity…”
Zhang Tianhe: “…”
Wang Lie: “…”
Ye Yang adjusted his attire with a light laugh. “Alright, prepare some provisions and dry rations. Tomorrow morning, Tianhe and Wang Lie will join me along with Zhao Yun Zhang Fei. The four of us will head to the Lower Capital together. Hmph! I want to see what King Yan intends to do with just a Second-Grade Weapon; does he think he can attract all heroes and seize control of the world?”
Zhang Tianhe chuckled: “Zi Yu, the Lingxi Sword is an extraordinary Divine Weapon; which hero wouldn’t want it? And Princess Yan Yao is renowned as a beautiful young woman of high status and dignity. I suspect countless skilled individuals from across Central Plains will flock to the Lower Capital for this Sword Seizing Tournament. Are you really confident you can defeat all your opponents?”
Ye Yang stood tall, his clear eyes filled with confidence: "In this world, no one under a thousand years old is my match, let alone those who are fifty!"
Zhang Tianhe: "..."
Wang Lie: "My lord is wise and unmatched in martial prowess!"
...
The next morning, in the vast training grounds of Linzi City, Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei were drilling their troops. The bright armor of the fierce tiger-wolf army shone as the Cavalry galloped past, the thunderous sound of hooves shaking the earth. The spear shafts, sword hilts, and Wooden Blade formations were all neatly arranged, ready to receive Ye Yang, the entire behind-the-scenes "King of Qi."
Dressed in Dark Red Armor with a deep blue cloak flowing behind him, Ye Yang donned what was said to be the attire of a Valiant General from the Qin State. Although it was not of high rank, it looked quite impressive, prompting Ye Yang to change his outfit. When Wang Lie asked about it, Ye Yang simply stated it was for the sake of looking good, resulting in the seasoned general spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Swish!"
With an incredibly graceful leap, he ascended to the high platform. Clenching his fists tightly, he channeled his True Qi into his voice and declared in a deep tone: "Warriors! We march forth not for kings or to seize power, but to protect our homeland from foreign invasion. We fight to safeguard our loved ones from the suffering of enslavement, to ensure that our parents' hard work in the fields can feed us without being taken by corrupt officials for their own gain. We strive so that our beloved women can remain safe at home and not fall victim to tyrants. We seek a peaceful world for the Common People! The actions of Qi State are not about conquering the world but about laying down our weapons and returning home to reunite with our families. We fight only to end war!"
His simple words moved the soldiers deeply. The unification of the Qin State over the Six Kingdoms had led to chaos in just a few years. The soldiers present had suffered greatly from war; all they truly desired was to return home, spend time with their families, and live out their days peacefully.
...
After transferring military authority to several trusted Dragon Armored Warriors, Ye Yang and his companions set off towards the capital of Yan State, Lower Capital. According to their previous agreement, they would fly for half a day before entering Yan territory and then proceed on foot, arriving at Lower Capital by afternoon without seeming too abrupt.
As for Zeng Xuan, she had been missing for two days, and Ye Yang couldn't be bothered to look for her. It seemed there was no one in this world who could harm her; even if there were, they would likely not dare to act.
Zhang Tianhe carried Wang Lie as they flew through the sky like lightning. The five of them were dressed similarly, almost all wearing attire from former soldiers of the Qin State. However, on their shoulder Armor, there was a clear steel emblem exclusive to Qi State. Thus, even upon arriving in Yan State, no one would trouble them since currently, Qi State and Yan State were friendly nations.
Moments later, as they entered the border of Yan Country, it unexpectedly began to snow lightly. Indeed, the harsh cold of the north was immediately felt upon entering Yan Country.
"Rustling..."
Ye Yang stepped on the snow-covered ground and smiled, "Let's go. If we keep a brisk pace, we should reach Lower Capital by noon. First, we will pay our respects to King Yan!"
"Alright!"
Zhang Tianhe nodded enthusiastically, shaking his iron fist and saying with a grin, "If that King Yan continues to treat Sister Yan Yao as a prize, hmph, I'll give him a taste of my fist first!"
Zhao Yun laughed heartily and quietly asked Wang Lie, "Brother Lie, what is the relationship between Young Master and that Miss Yan Yao?"
Wang Lie paused for a moment and replied, "It seems... Princess Yan Yao has always had feelings for the Lord, but the Lord has been focused on Miss Yun Xiaoxi from Serene Gate. Plus, there's an Aunt Zeng Xuan stirring things up. Sigh, I can't really clarify their relationship; it's quite messy..."
Ye Yang's mouth twitched slightly as he said, "If you keep gossiping about others behind their backs, dare to say another word and you won't get lunch!"
Everyone was startled and hurriedly followed Ye Yang respectfully. A group of them flew across the snowy ground, vanishing into the snow curtain at an astonishing speed.
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