A small square table, a broad cashmere carpet from the Eastern Great Plains. Ying Zheng and Long Cheng sat cross-legged on either side of the table. Several plates of meat and several jugs of wine sat atop it, while behind each of them stood several guards clad in heavy armor, their auras grim, stern, and chilling. A little farther away, a group of lovely young women from the Western Continent played a brisk and cheerful melody.
Separated by dozens of miles, these young women could not possibly see what was happening near Blood Lion City. Nor did they know why Ying Zheng had suddenly become so happy. They only knew that if Ying Zheng was pleased, they would be rewarded, and their families would live a little better because of those rewards.
Ying Zheng watched the bloody battle atop Blood Lion City, clapping and laughing heartily in high spirits. Over these past days, the Blood Qin Empire had annihilated dozens of legions' worth of Church elites. If all three Orders of Penitent Knights within Blood Lion City were wiped out, the Church would no longer have even a shred of resistance left within the Great Flame Dynasty.
Lin Qi had sent word back to Ying Zheng. Now that the Church gods had sealed off the Divine Domain, the Church had only this tiny bit of mobile force left outside. Once the Church armies within the Great Flame Dynasty had all been annihilated, there would no longer be so much as a pebble blocking the path of the Blood Qin Empire's advance.
"Long Cheng, I am delighted today. Come, let us drink a cup together!" Carried away by his triumph, Ying Zheng raised his wine cup and gestured toward Long Cheng.
Long Cheng smiled and glanced at Ying Zheng. Even now,