King of Hundred Victories Saber

In the distance, the sound of horse hooves thundered, a thousand troops galloping forward, breaking the morning’s tranquility.

The sound of the hooves grew closer, like the beat of war drums, tightening the hearts of those who heard it.

Shi Xiong and Vermilion Bird, along with Great Khan Dangxin and his beloved daughter Princess Gugela, who had rushed here overnight, arrived swiftly and fiercely.

The dust raised by the hooves looked like a yellow dragon, rolling and surging, covering the sky and sun.

The procession was imposing, shaking the earth wherever it went.

Shi Feiyang had long anticipated the commotion; he had expected today’s meeting since last night, quietly considering how to handle the emotions and situations from all sides.

At this moment, he turned and gave a gentle smile to Yili, who was beside him, a smile that carried reassurance and confidence.

He then took her soft hand, Yili radiant and lovely, as if a fairy from a painting, yet she carried an air of pride that made one hesitant to gaze directly. Her eyes showed a trace of anticipation and tension, following closely in Shi Feiyang’s steps.

The two hand in hand walked out of the tent to greet the arrivals.

From afar, Great Khan Dangxin saw Shi Feiyang, and a brilliant smile instantly bloomed on his face, like flowers blossoming in the spring—full of joy and excitement. He spurred his horse forward, arriving before Shi Feiyang in just a few steps, abruptly reining it in, as the steed neighed loudly, raising its front hooves high.

Great Khan Dangxin dismounted swiftly, quickly stepping forward to tightly hold Shi Feiyang’s hand, his voice trembling with excitement: ”My dear son-in-law, well done! Truly well done! Your grand feat is earth-shattering—conquering the vast land of the Watt Tribe in one fell swoop, establishing unprecedented merits for my Lindan Tribe! To have such a son-in-law is indeed a blessing! This is the fortune of my tribe and the fortune of the grassland!”

His eyes were full of admiration and praise.

That tightly clasped hand of Shi Feiyang’s, reluctant to let go for a long time, conveyed his gratitude through this grip.

Shi Feiyang smiled modestly, his smile like the warm sun of spring, gentle and unassuming. He slightly bowed and spoke steadily: ”Great Khan, your praise is too much. Achieving this great success was not my effort alone. Firstly, I relied on all my brothers who worked together, sharing enemy woes, fighting bravely, which led to today’s victory; secondly, I had beforehand conducted a thorough investigation of the Watt Tribe, understanding their strengths and weaknesses. I knew very well that internal conflicts were rampant, various factions scheming against each other, and they were secretly collaborating with external forces for mutual benefit. Therefore, I cleverly devised strategies, first working to sever their external support, leaving them isolated. When their ranks fell into chaos, I attacked unexpectedly, successfully. However, though the territory has been conquered, how to govern it, affecting the livelihood of countless people, requires your wise decision-making for further actions.”

He clearly narrated, articulating not only his accomplishments objectively, without arrogance, but also cleverly directed the focus to future planning for the tribe, fully displaying his wisdom and strategy, as well as loyalty and commitment to the Lindan Tribe.

At this moment, Princess Gugela hastened to come.

She spotted Shi Feiyang at once, that familiar figure like a beam of light, instantly lighting up her eyes.

Her eyes suddenly moistened, tears swirling in her eyes, like dewdrops rolling on morning lotus leaves.

She hurried forward, disregarding the presence of others, and rushed into Shi Feiyang’s arms, her voice filled with sobs yet full of delight: ”Husband, I... I never expected, after marrying you, that you would give me such a grand gift. This vast territory of the Watt Tribe holds immeasurable significance, impacting the rise and fall of the tribe, I... I am truly overjoyed.”

She hugged Shi Feiyang tightly, her hands wrapping around him like vines, fearing he might suddenly disappear, her tear-filled eyes full of love and emotion, wanting to imprint Shi Feiyang deeply in her heart.

Shi Feiyang gently patted Princess Gugela’s back, his motions soft and soothing, like a spring breeze brushing over a lake.

He softly said: ”Princess, this gift is not only for you but also for the countless troubled common people on the grassland. The Watt Tribe previously suffered continuous strife, engulfed in war, the people enduring hardships, caught in turmoil. Now incorporated into the Lindan Tribe, under Great Khan’s wise governance, surely the people will be able to live peacefully and enjoy prosperity. Having married you, I now regard your tribe, your people as my own, and shall dedicate myself to their protection and well-being.” His words carried warmth like gently flowing streams nourishing the heart yet filled with responsibility, like towering mountains reassuring, soothing Princess Gugela while displaying his concern for the world, truly embodying the demeanor of a hero.

Yili watched this scene from the side, feeling a sudden pang of bitterness in her heart, like swallowing an unripe green plum. She had always been proud, used to being the sole focus of Shi Feiyang’s affection, like stars surrounding the moon.

Now seeing Princess Gugela and Shi Feiyang in such intimacy, she found it intolerable to endure the scene of multiple women serving one man.

Her expression instantly turned icy, like the frigid ice of a winter month, her eyes flashing determination.

Thereupon, she snorted coldly, the sound akin to the north wind of winter, carrying piercing cold, freezing one’s heart.

After that, she made a sudden movement, filled with decisive momentum, flying away in anger. Her figure under the morning light seemed particularly resolute, her garments fluttering as if wishing to cast aside all worldly troubles, leaving only a solitary, proud silhouette behind.