Chapter 100

As Song Tianxing said, after Long Zhaofeng ascended the throne, with a hundred tasks awaiting revival, he had no time to trouble the Hall of Pharmacists.

On the first day of his ascension, Long Zhaofeng issued an order to gather the feudal lords for a southern campaign to suppress the rebels, Jiang Feng and his son, and to march on the Jianghan territory.

Moreover, Long Zhaofeng decided to lead the expedition himself.

Everyone knew that the enmity between Long Zhaofeng and the Jiang family ran deep. His beloved son, Long Yinye, was killed by Jiang Chen with an arrow, and the pain of losing his son made Long Zhaofeng unable to be happy even after ascending the throne.

It was as if the brightest pearl on the crown had been taken away.

The three armies were ready, fully equipped and awaiting orders.

Long Zhaofeng, fully armored and looking mighty, led his elite troops, surrounded by the armies of the various feudal lords, and arrived before the main force.

"Having just ascended the throne, how can I tolerate the Jiang family sheltering the remnants of the Dongfang clan, attempting to oppose our Long family and the entire kingdom? As long as the Jiang family remains, and the Dongfang clan is not eliminated, the kingdom will not have peace. I have a deep hatred for the Jiang family, having lost my son. Today, I lead the expedition myself. Will you join me in suppressing the rebels?"

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Long family!"

"Suppress the Jiang family, exterminate them all!"

"Suppress the Jiang family, exterminate them all!"

The three armies shouted in unison, their voices reaching the heavens, like a mountain calling and the sea roaring, shaking the earth.

"March!" Long Zhaofeng waved his whip, and the three armies set off. The army, said to number a million, divided into three routes and headed south toward the Jianghan territory.

"Jiang Chen, Jiang Feng, I, Long Zhaofeng, will not return to the capital until I have leveled your Jianghan territory and exterminated your entire family, young and old." Long Zhaofeng made a blood oath.

And Long Juxue, with her frosty face, also exuded a terrifying killing intent. She hated Jiang Chen to the bone.

This hatred was not just because Jiang Chen had killed her brother, Long Yinye, but also included other emotions, such as jealousy.

Logically, she, Long Juxue, with her innate Qingluan body, beloved by the leaders of a hidden sect, could be considered a daughter of heaven.

For over a decade, her path as a genius had been smooth, without any setbacks, always at the top, adored by thousands, pursued by thousands, and loved by thousands.

However, this situation changed because of Jiang Chen.

Bai Zhanyun, Yi Taichu, and the other four heirs of the feudal lords, who were originally her followers, gradually distanced themselves from her because of Jiang Chen.

This was one thing, but Jiang Chen publicly refused her request for the Dragon Bone Yang Grass at the Hall of Pharmacists, not giving her any face.

If these were just matters of face, then during the Hidden Dragon Examination, Jiang Chen outperformed her, and his eight personal guards completed the test first, taking away the advantage that the Long family had maintained for hundreds of years.

In the Endless Catacombs, despite the meticulous planning, two spirit weapons, and four killers at the True Qi Master level, Jiang Chen still managed to escape.

All these events combined made Long Juxue's killing intent toward Jiang Chen reach its peak.

With her innate Qingluan body, she still suffered setbacks against Jiang Chen, making her both jealous and feel a sense of crisis.

This Jiang Chen must not be left to grow any further; otherwise, her unique advantages would be further eroded.

Even if Jiang Chen was not as good as her and had not been favored by any sect leader, Long Juxue absolutely did not want to see another genius halo next to hers in the kingdom.

The army marched forward in grand procession.

The road from the capital to the southern border was long, passing through many territories, cities, fortresses, and dangerous areas.

The Second Crossing Pass was one of these fortresses.

This pass, flanked by towering mountains, was easy to defend but hard to attack.

The Second Crossing Pass was in the territory of the Yanmen Marquis, specifically the domain of Yan Jiuzhuang.

The general guarding the pass was a trusted and beloved general of Yan Jiuzhuang. However, this trusted general had already been decapitated.

On the night before, under the cover of darkness, countless fierce birds suddenly flew in from nowhere, attacking the pass.

In less than half an hour, the pass was overrun by the endless flock of birds, and all the defending soldiers became food for the birds.

"Chen, is Dongfang Lu really dead?"

On the pass, Jiang Feng, who had already broken through to the True Qi Master level with eleven meridians, was still struggling to accept this reality.

"Dead. What you sow, you reap. No one to blame but himself." Jiang Chen had little sympathy for Dongfang Lu.

Jiang Feng was not grieving; it was just that the Eastern Kingdom had been under the rule of the Dongfang clan for too long. Suddenly, with Dongfang Lu dead and the Dongfang clan collapsing, the kingdom was in turmoil.

This made Jiang Feng feel uneasy.

"Long Zhaofeng, what a wicked deed." In the past few days, Jiang Feng had seen much, the turmoil in the capital, the endless slaughter, and the bloodshed that had turned the capital into a river of blood.

"He won't last long." Jiang Chen's tone was indifferent. "Calculating the time, his expeditionary army should be arriving soon."

Jiang Chen chose the Second Crossing Pass for a reason.

This place was easy to defend but hard to attack, and the terrain was favorable for his Swordbird army to hide. He chose this place to ambush Long Zhaofeng's army, making it the place where Long Zhaofeng would meet his end.

Jiang Chen knew that after Long Zhaofeng ascended the throne, his first action would be to campaign against the Jianghan territory, to deal with and exterminate the Jiang family.

Jiang Chen's goal was clear: to kill Long Zhaofeng, to kill Long Juxue, and to eliminate the Long family.

This was not just personal enmity but a struggle to the death between two families.

This struggle must end with the annihilation of one side. Otherwise, as long as one side survives, the other will not have peace.

"Jiang Chen, are you really sure that with just a few of us, we can deal with Long Zhaofeng's entire army?"

Princess Gouyu had been exhausted in the past few days, but she was more concerned about the current situation.

"Princess Gouyu, when have I, Jiang Chen, ever done anything unreliable?" Jiang Chen smiled faintly, countering her question.

"But Long Zhaofeng has successfully usurped the throne, and the feudal lords have submitted. Now, with the combined armies of the feudal lords, there are a million troops. Even though this pass is easy to defend but hard to attack, a million troops, each taking a turn, could easily breach it ten times over."

Princess Gouyu was not a fool and had a good understanding of the battlefield.

"Charge?" Jiang Chen smiled calmly. "They won't have the chance to charge. They have only one choice: to flee. If they can escape, it's their good fortune; if they can't, they die."

Jiang Chen's tone suddenly turned serious, and his eyes flashed with killing intent.

The common soldiers can flee, but not a single member of the Long family will be spared.

He would not forget the scene of Long Teng, the Marquis, sending assassins to kill his father, Jiang Feng; he would not forget the sight of his father's blackened face from poisoning; he would not forget the ambush by Long San during his mission; and he would not forget the scene in the Endless Catacombs where Long Yinye and Long Juxue conspired with four killers to force him into a corner.

If it weren't for his luck and various trump cards, he, Jiang Chen, would have died many times over.

Jiang Chen was not an extremely vengeful person, but he was not a Buddha either, incapable of enduring insults. The conflict between the Long family and him was not just a matter of enmity but a matter of life and death.

"They're here."

Jiang Chen's ears twitched slightly, and his keen hearing picked up the sound of the army marching from thirty miles away.

"They're here?" Princess Gouyu's face changed slightly, but she still couldn't hear anything.

Jiang Feng also strained to listen but heard nothing.

Jiang Chen remained silent, standing like a stone statue on the pass, his eyes firm and filled with killing intent, waiting for the moment of slaughter to arrive.

"Long Zhaofeng, I hope you have already put on your yellow robe. Otherwise, you will never have the chance to wear it again in this life."

This thought flashed through Jiang Chen's mind.

After a short while, Princess Gouyu and Jiang Feng finally heard the noise. The momentum of the million-strong army, the killing intent, and the suffocating pressure made Princess Gouyu's heart involuntarily tighten, and she couldn't help but look at Jiang Chen.

As always, Jiang Chen remained composed, like someone in deep meditation, but a faint smile slowly spread across his lips.

"Is he... really so confident?" Princess Gouyu's heart was in turmoil. This young man who had suddenly appeared had, in just a few months, shattered her perceptions and her psychological defenses, leaving them in disarray.

Finally, the army arrived.

Long Zhaofeng, wearing a yellow robe and armor, turned to the Yanmen Marquis and said, "Marquis Yan, is this the Second Crossing Pass? Why have they not responded to your intelligence?"

Yan Jiuzhuang was also surprised. The general of the Second Crossing Pass was his trusted and beloved general, and it was unusual for him to be so negligent.

"Shall I send someone to investigate, Your Majesty?" Yan Jiuzhuang asked weakly.

"No need. The army will continue to advance. Have them open the pass. Such a negligent person, Marquis Yan, you should be cautious in using," Long Zhaofeng said calmly.

Yan Jiuzhuang was drenched in sweat, unable to miss the displeasure in the emperor's tone.

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared above the pass, like a celestial being looking down on the world, casting a faint glance at the army below.

"Long Zhaofeng, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Chen's voice was calm, but it spread like waves in the sea, surging toward the entire army.

"It's Jiang Chen!" Many people immediately recognized him.

"Jiang Chen!" Long Zhaofeng, seeing his enemy, his eyes filled