Where Did the Yellow Dragon Return After Ten Thousand Miles? Only the Green Mountains Remained as Before

More than half the long night had passed, and peace had settled over Pingyi City and its surroundings. The Northern Liang banners atop the walls had already been replaced by Great Wei's Dragon Banners.

Commanders from the various tribes led their troops into the city to take over its defenses and detain the prisoners of war, while the Northwest soldiers who had been first into battle held a victory feast outside the walls.

Ye Jingtang returned to the main camp alone. Although he had fought through the entire battle from beginning to end, with his martial prowess, taking on ordinary soldiers was like a grown man punching his way through a kindergarten. It was hard to get his blood boiling; all he had thought about was finishing quickly and coming back to eat.

When he returned to the Golden Tent, he saw the eight beauties, each lovely in her own way, still sitting in their previous places with differing expressions.

"Chirp, chirp..."

Niao Niao was practically dazed with hunger. Seeing Ye Jingtang return, the bird hurriedly raised a wing, signaling for him to come sit down-the food was almost cold.

Since this was a family dinner, Ye Jingtang naturally dispensed with formalities. He sat down beside Niao Niao and raised his wine cup.

"Come, let me offer everyone a toast first."

Although Dongfang Liren felt a little annoyed, Great Wei had won its opening victory and taken Northern Liang's first city. Criticizing her lover now would make her seem far too inconsiderate. She lifted her chin and straightened her back.

"Minister Ye, you bravely won the honor of being first over the walls. Now that you've returned victorious, how could we let you toast us first? His Majesty has already made a promise, so let's do as His Majesty said.