Chu Han broke the National Teacher's arms and legs, then tied him up together with the general. Throughout the whole process, the general howled nonstop, while the National Teacher did not even entertain the thought of resisting. He kept saying, "Kill me." Compared to being tied up and paraded through the streets, he would rather die.
But Chu Han had always believed this was Tianyun Kingdom's internal affair. If anyone was to kill them, it should be the king. His hands were already stained with too much blood; killing too many people was not good.
Thus, over the following days, Chu Han remained in Tianyun Kingdom's royal capital. When he had nothing to do, he would take a look at the imprisoned general and National Teacher, and at night, he would go to the riverbank to play chess with idle old men.
Battle reports arrived every day. Either the king had captured another city, or the king had slain however many enemy soldiers.
In short, every day, the citizens of Tianyun Kingdom lived in tremendous excitement and joy. The kingdom's major cities continuously supplied the front lines, sending cartload after cartload of resources.
Mingcheng Kingdom was not large, and the king's strategy was very clear. She had never intended to conquer the entire country. Instead, she pressed in a straight line toward Mingcheng Kingdom's royal capital.
The king advanced with astonishing speed, leading ten thousand elite soldiers as the vanguard. They charged forward in a straight line and won victory after victory, catching the enemy completely off guard!
Mingcheng Kingdom had never expected Tianyun Kingdom to suddenly attack. Everything they had prepared was for offense, while their defenses were especially lax. Their troops were all concentrated along the border, and before they could catch up with the ten thousand elite