Chapter 766: First Volume_Chapter 766 The Northern Di Princess

First Volume_Chapter 766 The Northern Di Princess

The scene before their eyes left everyone present utterly stunned.

"Fourth Miss, this martial skill… is simply terrifying…"

"Terrible? It's clearly divine assistance—she cut through a cavalry charge with just one sword? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'd never believe it!"

"My heavens, she's too strong!"

The soldiers first cried out in shock, then erupted into jubilation—Jing Qianying's single strike not only felled Chen Li, but also massively boosted morale across the battlefield.

Though Chen Li's bones were shattered beyond count and his internal organs ruptured, he had not yet died; his consciousness remained painfully clear. He felt his entire worldview had been utterly overturned—he had not only lost to Qin Feng, but also to the woman beside him.

Is defeating Qin Feng truly this difficult?

As Chen Li lay on the brink of death, Qin Feng arrived before him, gazing at the bloodied, fading man with no trace of mercy, then sharply squeezed his warhorse's flanks—the steed trampled straight over him.

As the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes.

But Qin Feng was no hero; on the battlefield, he willingly became a despised villain. Besides, even heroes cherishing heroes depends on context—should they meet privately, Qin Feng would naturally treat him with courtesy. But on this battlefield, having witnessed his own troops drenched in blood, how could Qin Feng show even a shred of mercy?

"Chen Li is dead!"

With Qin Feng's roar, the news spread instantly across the battlefield—the remaining enemy troops lost all will to fight. The Snow Wolf Brigade still wished to resist, preferring death to surrender, but exhaustion had drained their ability to continue battling.

Soon, the chaotic battlefield grew clear: Qin Feng's troops formed an encirclement, trapping the last remnants of the enemy army in the center.

Qin Feng did not hesitate—he gave a decisive order: "Execute every Snow Wolf Brigade cavalryman without mercy!"

The soldiers surged forward and slaughtered the remaining few hundred Snow Wolf Brigade cavalrymen to the last man.

Though this Tiger Wolf Elite Troops fought with such ferocity that even Qin Feng felt envy, and though he had repeatedly entertained the thought of absorbing them into his own ranks, he ultimately chose reason and abandoned it. The fiercer the warrior, the greater his loyalty—turning the Snow Wolf Brigade was simply impossible.

If you cannot have them, destroy them!

With the Snow Wolf Brigade cavalry wiped out, the sharpest blade of Northern Di was decisively broken.

Under heavy protection, Qin Feng coldly surveyed the remaining broken troops—anyone who met his gaze felt their spine chill.

After all… Qin Feng's Sha Fa Guo Jue was terrifying beyond words.

Even the Snow Wolf Brigade had been slaughtered—these defeated officers now felt utterly hopeless, certain death awaited them. But then, an unexpected turn occurred.

Qin Feng asked in a low voice: "Is there any Main General present?"

Feng Chen, hiding among the crowd, hoped to slip away unnoticed, but was quickly dragged out.

Had Feng Chen refused to yield and chosen death, Qin Feng would have killed him without hesitation. But Feng Chen clung to hope—meaning this man could be used.

Qin Feng's expression softened: "General Feng, the Snow Wolf Brigade has been massacred—clearly, the Northern Di court's mandate has ended. Why not Qi An and support the Imperial Orthodoxy?!"

Faced with Qin Feng's olive branch, Feng Chen was torn—he had no interest in noble martyrdom or being buried in green hills; he joined the military solely for promotion and wealth.

Yet betraying his lord felt morally repugnant.

As Feng Chen hesitated, Ning Hu kicked him hard—he tumbled over without warning.

Ning Hu glared fiercely: "You're about to die, and you still pretend to be a loyal minister? If you truly had loyalty and righteousness, you'd have stepped forward yourself—why must I send men to drag you out?"

"Either submit to Lord Qin, or die—choose now, no more babbling!"

Qin Feng raised a hand, signaling Ning Hu to step back, then spoke gently to the trembling Feng Chen: "General Feng, Shi Shi Zhe Wei Junjie."

"This battle has seen the Snow Wolf Brigade annihilated. Even if I spare you, your monarch will not. But if you join the Wild Emperor Party and lend your strength to restoring the Imperial Orthodoxy, I guarantee you silk robes, jade meals, and endless glory."

"What do you say? Think it over."

Qin Feng and Ning Hu played good cop and bad cop—threatening and bribing.

Feng Chen could not withstand it—he sighed deeply: "There's no other choice."

With the Main General defecting, the remaining defeated troops lost all psychological burden—no prisoners needed to be taken; they all answered the call willingly.

Feng Chen swallowed hard and ventured cautiously: "Lord Qin, if we're restoring the Imperial Orthodoxy, may I ask—who exactly is this Imperial figure, and where is he?"

Without hesitation, Qin Feng pointed directly at Jing Qianying beside him.

"This woman is your Northern Di Princess—Jing Qianying!"

At these words, Feng Chen froze in stunned silence.

He had just witnessed Chen Li cut down by Jing Qianying's sword—he had assumed she was some legendary martial master. Now he learned she was his own country's Princess?!

Though stunned, Feng Chen realized this could not be false—because this woman bore the surname "Jing."

The Jing surname had always been exclusive to the Northern Di Imperial family.

Seeing Feng Chen's shock and doubt, Qin Feng gave Jing Qianying a glance, signaling her to seize this moment to win hearts.

Jing Qianying stood with sword in hand, commanding presence: "I am both Fourth Miss of the Qin Family and Northern Di Princess! My true name is Jing Yushu—my father is Jing Qian!"

Feng Chen had never heard the name Jing Yushu—but Jing Qian? That name rang like thunder—because… he was the late Emperor of Northern Di!

When the late Emperor died, he left no heir—thus the throne passed to his younger brother, the current Northern Di King.

Now learning the late Emperor had left behind a hidden daughter, Feng Chen was stunned and elated—he knelt and bowed before Jing Qianying.

"Your servant Feng Chen, pays homage to Chang Princess."

By lineage, Jing Qianying was the late Emperor's daughter—she was rightfully Chang Princess. But Qin Feng was deeply displeased by the title.

He immediately snapped coldly: "Chang Princess?! General Feng, watch your words!"

At once, Feng Chen realized his mistake—Jing Qianying was to restore the Imperial Orthodoxy; she must claim the title of Princess, not Chang Princess, or it would violate legal protocol.

Understanding this, he quickly corrected himself: "Your servant pays homage to Princess!"

Jing Qianying's eyes blazed with pride, yet her heart swelled with gratitude—she stole a quick glance at Qin Feng, knowing her awe from Northern Di's troops came entirely from him.

Jing Qianying felt the luckiest thing in her life was entering the Qin Family—and meeting Qin Feng.