Mortal Mage

Taihe City, the emperor's bedroom.

Yun was sitting on the toilet, with a tense face and eyes open.

She has been trapped in this formation for more than a month. She has tried all the methods, but she can't think of any solution. She keeps trying to find a solution, but the more she thinks, the more annoyed she becomes.

If this continues, she will starve to death.

After thinking for a while, she fell into depression again.

She slept on the toilet, gave orders on the toilet, and got angry on the toilet.

She knew clearly that there would be no better way than asking the emperor named Zhang Mingxuan to come and close the trap under her feet.

After thinking for a while, her face turned red with shame again.

Why did he set up a trap around the toilet? Why did he do this? I should have thought that he would do this, but why did he really do it? I am the queen of Tianze. I issue military orders and handle government affairs at the toilet every day.

"Zhang Mingxuan! Zhang Mingxuan!" She thought for a while, got annoyed for a while, and then cried in her heart.

Why could he be so mean.

"Your Majesty the Queen!"

Gu Lan walked into the bedroom and knelt on one knee in front of Yu Yun.

"explain."

Xiyun took a deep breath.

"If Your Majesty waits for a year, by next winter, with Your Majesty's strength of half a day in the middle stage of foundation building, you will be able to break this formation."

Gu Lan bowed and said.

"When spring comes, I will return to the sixth level of Qi Refining. Can I starve for a year at the sixth level of Qi Refining?"

Yun suppressed her anger and tried her best to control her emotions. "I have been hungry for more than a month. What are you doing? How come there are more and more remnants of Taicang's army? Can you call them remnants if there are more and more of them?"

Gu Lan knelt in front of him, his face stern, and said nothing.

"Come down."

The tone of Yanyun became gentle.

"But, Queen! We have already occupied Taihe City!"

"You want to disobey my order?"

"Don't dare."

-

"Your Majesty, the Tianze army is queuing up to leave the city, piling their weapons and armor five miles outside the city!"

Dang Nanzhi rushed into the tile-roofed house.

"Ok?"

Zhang Mingxuan held the rice paper in his hand, concentrating, and asked with raised eyebrows.

“They surrendered!”

Dang Nanzhi was very excited, with his teeth bared, almost laughing.

"Could it be a false surrender?"

"That's impossible, Your Majesty! The number of soldiers who have left the city to surrender their weapons has probably reached 600,000, according to scouts' estimates."

"Bang!" Zhang Mingxuan slammed the table and stood up. "Sure enough, monks also need to pee. The emperor will not use the same toilet as his servants."

"Get ready, prepare your writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. We are going to sign an unequal treaty!"

Zhang Mingxuan swung his sleeves and strode out of the tile-roofed house; "Liu Zhong, organize my...my rice paper drawings! If one is missing, you can't do your job as the chief steward anymore!" As soon as he finished speaking, he had already mounted his warhorse.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty! If one is missing, I will have no place to bury my body!" The old eunuch Liu Zhong was carefully arranging the rice paper on the rotten wooden table in the tile house, and a group of feather guards were standing by with a covetous look on their faces.

Outside Taihe City, the city gates were wide open.

Golden armor and halberds were piled up like a mountain five miles away.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers in white clothes, like hundreds of thousands of tender lambs, were squatting in the snow in a mess and without any order.

In the villages around the city, soldiers emerged from nowhere like ants. They seemed scattered and disorganized, but they were able to quickly find their own teams.

"Your Majesty, they really surrendered! If they didn't surrender, our army of more than 100,000 would rush over and deal with them as easily as chopping melons and vegetables since they are unarmed."

Dang Nanzhi bared his teeth. If etiquette was not taken into consideration, he would laugh until the sky was dark.

-

"How is this possible? Did Tianze really come?"

"I haven't killed anyone yet, and I haven't achieved any military merit yet!"

"Fortunately, I killed one. His Majesty said that one Tianze soldier is worth twenty taels of silver. Tsk tsk."

"No! You have to treat us to a drink!"

"Don't worry!"

The surrendered soldiers didn't care about that. They just grinned, each one happier than the other.

-

"Tian Ze currently has 800,000 combat-ready soldiers, 200,000 cavalry, various baggage, food, and more than a million soldiers. Surrender!"

Gu Lan jumped off her horse a hundred steps away. She walked to Zhang Mingxuan with a stern face, knelt down, and held up the jade sword in her hand.

Dang Nanzhi rode his horse in front of Gu Lan, picked up the jade sword with his foot, held it in his hand, tried hard to hide his joy, and turned back to stare at Zhang Mingxuan.

"If you want to laugh, just laugh. Why hold it back?"

Zhang Mingxuan rolled his eyes and couldn't stop.

"Hahahahaha." Dang Nanzhi finally couldn't hold it in anymore. Then all the cavalry and infantry around him laughed so hard that they fell over.

On the way here, Zhang Mingxuan told everyone that there was a trap around the toilet in the bedroom.