Our Binding Love: My Gentle Tyrant

Chapter 112 – Turnover to Martial Artist (1)

All of a sudden, the people in the square heatedly shouted, “Reclaim it back!” with the shouts a never ending cry as they raised their hands towards Ye Li.

Afterward, the ominous sound of gongs and drums beating suddenly came from the horizon, and this signal made the corners of Ye Li’s mouth turn to a satisfied smirk.

He shielded Ye Mu behind him and loudly declared, “The heavens are above and the earth is below.
I, Ye Li, and my brothers will make this oath: for the success of this dynasty, for the riches of this country be given to the common people, we will seize a quick victory! We will go to the underworld together; brothers in this life and brothers for the next lives to come!”

After Ye Li finished speaking, he picked up the blood wine placed on to the side and sprinkled it all over the stage.

This prompted the veteran soldiers on the stage raised their goblets as well.

“For the prosperity of the common people and the country—we will go to the underworld together.
I swear to die for the sake of the general!” After saying that, they all solemnly finished the blood wine in one gulp.

The sound of gongs and drums in the horizon became more rigorous as the soldiers below the stage raised their swords and shouted!

“Die for the general! Even if death claims us, it would still be glorious!”

In this moment, even though Ye Li’s mind was firm, he still couldn’t help but feel touched.
Soon after, a veteran beside him handed over a long pole with a striking flag in both of his hands.

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“General, the auspicious hour has arrived! The sacrificial flag**!”

**T/N: This is a superstitious practice in ancient china where they offer a sacrifice to the gods to gain their blessings.

When Ye Li heard this, he laughed heartily and received it.
He used his inner strength to fiercely insert the tip of the flag into the white jade tile beneath him.
He then raised his head and bellowed, “The military soul has been born!”

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and the black and red flag was raised high up.
Above the flag were two large black words — Eternal Ye.
And as it fluttered with the wind, everyone knelt down!

“Long live the general! Long live the Eternal Ye dynasty! ”

The mass of people dressed in black knelt down like a tide.
Everyone cut their palms open with their own daggers.
Blood dripped into the earth, into the place where they once risked their lives and sprayed their blood.
A surging will was gathered together within these people.

The words, ‘Long live the Eternal Ye dynasty’ were even more earthshaking!

While Ye Mu was a bystander watching, she felt her soldier’s blood boil from the stimulation of the people’s combined will.
These individuals below would truly die for Ye Li’s will.
That was why with just one cry, their killing intent soared to the heavens!

But in her eyes, this current upright Ye did not erase his nefarious personality from before; it was still very suspicious.
Facing a living warrior that was about to enter the battlefield, she couldn’t help but pull at Ye Li.

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“Father, are you going to attack the palace today? But the situation is still unclear, isn’t this decision too hasty?”

Ye Mu was a child so her voice was low and only Ye Li, the nearest to her, had heard it.
When he had caught wind of this, he glared at Ye Mu, not sparing her words some contemplation and immediately gave the order:

“The sacrifice of the flag is a success! Open the gates and besiege the city!”

At his command, the old generals around him retreated first, following the route they had already agreed on, heading towards the palace from four different directions.

The black squad was like an unending stream of blood, pouring into the heart of the enemy.

Ye Mu became even more uneasy! Seeing that Ye Li was about to leave, she stepped forward and grabbed him a second time, this time more forcefully.

“Father, Prince Zhao has not yet been captured; the Second Prince’s motives are also fishy.
These are all problems! If Father really wants to usurp the throne, then he shouldn’t be so hasty to achieve his victory!”