"His Majesty, mandated by Heaven, shall enjoy eternal longevity and prosperity!"
"Long live His Majesty! Long live, long live, long live!"
The Southern Dynasty soldiers within the city and atop its walls did not sense the sword light whistling toward them. They were still deeply immersed in the miracle of His Majesty the Emperor returning from death twice.
They excitedly waved their weapons and shouted "Long live!" Firmly and unwaveringly, they believed His Majesty was the true Son of Heaven, the mortal sovereign favored by destiny.
As for the breathtaking woman in the magnificent long gown, radiant with maternal warmth, the soldiers saw her as a divine maiden descended to earth to assist His Majesty.
All their former dissatisfaction, resentment, and anger toward the emperor vanished at this moment.
The Imperial City Directorate and the inner-city garrison, who were hurrying over, heard the tidal cries of "Long live!" from afar and secretly rejoiced that they had pulled back from the brink in time.
Following an emperor seemingly blessed by Heaven to resist the foreign invaders still offered a sliver of hope. If they surrendered, their fate would certainly be grim.
Zhang Yuanqing watched the streak of sword light at the horizon and nearly wept with joy. You damn ghost, you finally came. If you'd come any later, the brother you trust and rely on would've been taken down!
Of course, before the countless defenders, he still had to maintain his imperial dignity. He drew out his voice and declared:
"My Grand Marshal has come to answer the call!"
Only then did everyone notice the meteor-like streak of sword light on the horizon.
At first glance, it was still far away. Yet in just a few blinks, it descended upon the city wall with the force of wind and thunder. Only