Karma

In February, with a slight chill still in the air and a hint of frost on the wheat seedlings, Fang Yuan personally led a force of 150,000 troops on a northern expedition.

The news shook the entire nation.

Because at this time, the 300,000-strong army of the Zhao Dynasty was not yet fully prepared.

In Luoyang City, in the palace...

"Throughout history, there has never been one who unified the north from the south. The heavenly mandate still lies with Zhao. I refuse to believe that this rebel can succeed!"

Li Jun gasped for breath, his face flushed red.

The eunuchs and palace maids around him were trembling, prostrated on the ground, fearing Li Jun's wrath.

Ever since he couldn't hide his condition anymore, Li Jun's temperament had changed a lot, and the eunuchs and palace maids around him lived in constant fear, afraid of being beaten to death by Li Jun for the slightest mistake.

"That damned cannon! These useless people still haven't produced it. What's the use of you all!"