Chapter 43: Killing the Crown Prince Yin Ti

The massive hammer slammed onto the heavy city gate, and the Qing Army soldiers on the wall seemed to sway.

It felt as if the earth had moved, and a deafening roar filled the ears, as if the huge sound had rendered them deaf.

The hammer became embedded in the gate, its head having sunk more than halfway in.

Jia Jing was knocked back several steps by the recoil force.

Everyone at that moment stared in shock at the towering gate.

At the junction of the gate and the hammer, countless dense cracks spread out like a spider web.

Crack, crack…

The sound of shattering kept echoing.

After reaching a critical point, the gate shattered and collapsed with a great crash.

The battlefield fell silent, and everyone's heart seemed to be clenched.

Is this still a human?

That's something no human could do!?

A gate this large and thick shattered with a single strike…

Jia Jing's sleeves were also torn, and he looked at the gaping gate, grinning widely!

In that moment, he was absolutely certain that he had finally found a foundation for his existence in this world!

He now had the right to say no to anyone and anything!

With such inhuman power, why fear the Jia Mansion being seized!

With such inhuman power, why fear the Qing Army's invasion?

With such inhuman power, not to mention that a person could rival a nation!

Even against an army of one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand, he would still dare to cut his way in and out seven times!

Jia Jing clenched his fists, tempering the sharpness in his eyes.

He silently warned himself: curb pride and impatience, take the road step by step, eat the rice bite by bite; for now, the most important thing is to keep gaining promotions and rewards, and the system's rewards have never disappointed him.

When he has collected all the rewards and amassed enough strength, he believes that on that day he will shine brilliantly and give this world a hundred million tiny shocks!

"Zhu Que! What the hell are you hesitating for! Get in there and kill!"

Jia Jing shouted loudly at the motionless Zhu Que behind him.

Zhu Que snapped to attention, shouting to the soldiers behind him: "Charge with me!"

In an instant,

The low horn sounded again, echoing throughout Jizhou City, and the Han Army infantry and cavalry roared into motion.

Cavalry led, infantry followed, rapidly closing in on Jizhou City.

The Qing Army on the walls seemed soulless now, their will completely shattered by Jia Jing.

"He's not human! He's a demon god from the heavens! We can't defeat him!"

"Run! The Han Army has entered the city!"

The Qing soldiers discarded their armor one by one, all fled, showing no intention to fight the Han Army.

Even the Qing commander, having no desire to fight the Han Army, rode quickly with a few personal guards toward the city:

"Retreat quickly! Take the Crown Prince out through another gate! We can't hold it!"

Jia Jing no longer cared about the subsequent fighting!

Han Army cavalry, after fighting several major battles under his command, had already become quite elite!

Now the Qing Army had fled, the gate was breached, and what followed was a pursuit battle; Qin Qiong, Zhu Que, Feng Ziying and others were more than capable of handling it.

The entire battle lasted about three hours,

until dusk,

Han Army regular troops took Jizhou City without shedding blood.

Qing Army Crown Prince Yin Ti, under guard of his personal troops, tried to escape through the western gate, but was captured on the spot by an ambush led by Qin Qiong.

Because the Qing Army had no fighting spirit in this battle, they suffered the most captures; out of twenty thousand, nearly fifteen thousand were taken prisoner.

Shortly after, Qin Qiong, with the Qing commander Yin Ti and a group of Qing generals, arrived before Jia Jing's central army main tent.

Yin Ti hadn't yet stepped into the prison carriage when he saw the Han Army's imposing and solemn main camp; he turned pale, his body went weak, and he could barely stand.

He had heard that Jia Jing never left any prisoners after each victory, and the Qing Army had already lost over a hundred thousand at his hands.

Just outside the camp gate, Yin Ti's legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

"General Jia, Little Wang surrenders!"

Terrified, Yin Ti's tears streamed as he was dragged into the main tent while still on his knees.

Inside the main tent, Jia Jing, accompanied by Feng Ziying, Han Qi, Hou Xiaokang and others, had been waiting there for some time.

Regarding Yin Ti's choice to flee through the western gate, Feng Ziying and the others felt great regret.

Such battlefield achievements escaped right under their eyes!

"Little Wang, surrender! General, spare Little Wang's life!"

As soon as he entered the Han Army's main tent, Yin Ti dared not even lift his head, repeatedly begging for mercy.

This made Feng Ziying and the others feel contempt and disdain.

As a commander of an army, his body was so weak.

"Who would have thought the Qing prince would be so cowardly? We used to think the Qing were fierce; we really overestimated them!"

The generals shook their heads in disdain, no longer fearing the Qing.

Jia Jing looked at the limp, shrimp-like Yin Ti and said coldly:

"I promised, right under Zunhua City, in front of all the soldiers, that I would make the invading barbarians who plundered our land and killed our people repay their blood debt with blood!"

"We must behead them, to cleanse the Da Han Empire's disgrace, to mourn its wronged souls, and let any barbarian who dares violate the Da Han Empire see the fate of provoking it!"

"You, as the Qing Army commander, naturally bear the greatest sin, the most wickedness, and you even ordered the slaughter of our Yongning Fort, causing tens of thousands of our troops and civilians to die or be wounded; the crime is unforgivable…"

Jia Jing hadn't finished speaking when Yin Ti was already kowtowing profusely:

"Xiao Wang knows his crime! Xiao Wang will never dare again! Please, General, spare my life!"

"Since you admit guilt, drag him out and cut him down!" Jia Jing said coolly.

It seemed as if they sensed Jia Jing's unabashed murderous intent, realizing that pleading for mercy was now useless.

Yin Ti suddenly let out a hysterical roar:

"Jia Jing! I am a Qing Prince! You should hand me over to the Da Han Emperor for judgment! You have no right to kill me!"

"If you kill me, there will be no peace possible between Qing and the Da Han Empire; you become a sinner of the Da Han!"

Jia Jing said calmly:

"Let the False Qing still dare to come! If they don't, I will still eradicate them!"

"Drag him out and cut him!" Jia Jing barked coldly.

Han Army soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged Yin Ti away.

In a short while, a blood‑splattered head was carried up.

The Qing Grand Prince Yin Ti thus died under Jia Jing's order, and the generals at that moment all felt it was somewhat unreal!

At this moment Jia Jing's prestige within the army had reached its peak, so naturally no one dared to raise objections.

As for the Han Army soldiers, they all cheered jubilantly…

………………

A few days later,

Da Han Empire, Qian Qing Gong.

Jing Sheng Di was discussing Liaodong matters with several cabinet ministers.

The Qing Army's final twenty‑thousand troops had been defeated by the Han Army, and even the False Qing Grand Prince's head had already been sent in a case to the capital.

This time, the Han Army's massive victory over the Qing Army's one‑hundred‑fifty‑thousand troops was the greatest external military triumph since Jing Sheng Di assumed the throne.

Therefore, he was extremely pleased, spending the whole day longing to meet Jia Jing, the virtuous minister and capable general he had personally promoted.

Thus, using Jia She's severe injuries as a pretext, they recalled Jia Jing from the Liaodong front.

When the Ministry of War reported, Jia Jing's army had already arrived outside Shenjing, and today he could enter the palace to audience the emperor.