Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

Chapter 270 The Sick and Vicious Soldier and His Iron-Blooded and Cold-Faced General 49

"The general is in danger!"

A voice came from nowhere. Xiao Xiechuan paused for a moment after hearing it, then subconsciously turned his head to look for the man in white clothes holding a spear.

Upon seeing this, the Khan's eyes suddenly turned cold. With a grim expression, he raised the big knife in his hand high up, and without stopping for a moment, he chopped straight towards his heart!

“Keng——!!”

The big knife did not pierce into Xiao Xiechuan's body, but was shaken away by a protective shield invisible to the naked eye!

The Khan stared blankly at the precious sword in his hand that had accompanied him for most of his life but was now broken into pieces. After a long time, a hint of fear slowly rose in his pupils, but before he could make the next move, a shadow covered his face.

He stiffly raised his neck bit by bit, looking at the man in front of him who was holding a sword high up in his hand, his black eyes looking at him as if he were looking at an ant. He opened his mouth, but the next second blood spilled onto the ground, and his head bounced twice on the ground.

After Xiao Xiechuan dealt with the people in front of him, he immediately jumped on his horse and galloped into the siege trap. He tightly grasped the long sword in his hand and fought his way out of the three layers of siege inside and outside.

Only when he saw the person he had been thinking about did he jump off his horse and kill the person who wanted to attack him from behind.

Ji Bai glanced at him, then turned his back to him, raised his spear and killed the person who rushed towards him without any hesitation.

The spears and swords made tiger roars in the air. The corpses in front of them piled up more and more, but the two men didn't seem to feel tired at all.

The enemy subconsciously turned back to look for the leader, wanting to follow the leader's arrangements, but they saw the leader's dead head lying on the ground.

They were stunned for a moment, and then realized that their leader had been killed long ago.

The core of the army was dead, and the morale of the Turkic army was instantly disordered. They began to turn around and flee in large numbers, but they were chased by the soldiers who were red-eyed with killing. Those who were honest were caught, and those who were not were cut into pieces with a single blow.

Ji Bai tilted his head slightly and looked at the Eighth Prince who was about to escape secretly. His eyes darkened slightly, and then he threw the silver spear in his hand out. With a "clang" sound, the silver spear pierced the ground, and the spear shaft still pierced his head.

His gaze paused on the head for a moment, then he slowly raised his head and looked towards the emperor on the city wall.

The emperor's heart trembled slightly when his eyes met his, and his breathing stopped involuntarily.

After he looked away, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

This was his warning to himself.

The emperor withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips and glanced downward. After making sure that the battle had been won, he turned and left.

After walking down the city wall, he looked up at the orange sky and took a deep breath slowly.

He's becoming more and more like his father.

How is it possible that there is no prince who wants to sit on the throne above everyone else?

The palace fighting in the harem is far more horrifying than what is described in the storybooks. Of the Fourteenth Prince, only one is still alive and well, and that is the Thirteenth Prince.

The infant Fourteenth Child had become a victim of palace fighting long before his father's death.

The Crown Prince had been forced to drink chronic poison by the favored concubines since he was a child. It was not until he was ten years old and vomited blood that people discovered that he had been drinking poison for a full ten years.

The second and fourth brothers were also framed and used as sacrifices by the concubines in the harem for favor, and died at the ages of eight and seven respectively.

At that time, he was only five years old and he understood that only by disguising himself could he protect himself.

He was summoned by countless concubines, and each of them asked him tricky questions, secretly testing the extent of his desire for the throne.

He pretended to want nothing, but was still regarded as a thorn in the eyes of those concubines. They wanted to pave the way for their children and then tried every means to eliminate him.

Because he is a prince, even his mother doesn't know who he is, and he has no power behind him, so he will be seen as an obstacle to be eliminated.

The third brother was the most like the emperor, so the emperor liked him the most. The other concubines did not dare to touch him, so he survived.

The eighth brother was able to survive safely because his mother had powerful influence and was extremely cautious.

He was the only one who survived on his own.

He could eat dog food and sleep in rat holes. When it snowed heavily and it was freezing, the favorite concubine sent people to take away all his bedding. It was he who survived in the end by relying on his strong vitality and unwillingness to die.

Before he was thirteen, he never had a single day of peace in his life.

Until one day, she was lucky enough to save a man in black. After he recovered from his injury, the man stayed in the dark to protect her and helped her build up a power. But such good days did not last long. When the man went to the kitchen to find food for himself, he bumped into the concubine who was making porridge for his father, and was beaten to death with a stick.

His life returned to the endless darkness as before.

The real dawn came when he was out of the palace one day. He was chased by the secret guards sent by his favorite concubine, and he escaped to a blacksmith's house...

He continued to expand the Blood Rain Temple with the thought of not wanting to let his father have an easy life and wanting to take revenge on his father. As the reputation of the Blood Rain Temple grew, he felt extremely happy when he saw his father getting angry because of it.

As time went by, when he saw the people happily kneeling down to express their gratitude after receiving the food, his thoughts gradually began to change.

Between his father's anger and the people's gratitude, he felt that the people's gratitude made him happier. He didn't want to be an emperor anymore, and his current life was pretty good.

But not long after he had this thought, people from the Blood Rain Temple brought news that his father was going to snatch the tiger talisman from the general and give it to his third brother.

He has seen his third brother's excessive promiscuity, and he is even more of a bastard than his father. If he really sits in that position, the lives of the people will become even worse.

He didn't want to see that happen, so he asked Xiao Xiechuan to join the general's army, find an opportunity to attract his father's attention, and then find a way to work under his third brother. After his third brother took that position, he would certainly not care about border affairs, and he would have a chance to save the people in the border areas from suffering.

But what disrupted all these plans was Xiao Xiechuan's feelings for the general.

He had never seen a person who could love another person to that extent, without even a hint of calculation, but with a naked devout heart.

When Xiao Xiechuan ran to his house in the middle of the night and said that he would send him to that position, he subconsciously belittled himself, just like he did in front of the concubines when he was a child.

But in the end...he actually became the emperor just as Xiao Xiechuan said!

After sitting on the throne, he still thought about the people. He spent more than half a year settling the people and did his best to be responsible for the people. But after the country was stabilized, he actually developed the same doubts as his father!

Xiao Xiechuan and Jiang Yunci were so highly praised in the capital that they were even strong enough to establish a dynasty that would never decline as long as they lived.

What’s even more terrible is that these two people are of one mind.

Especially Xiao Xiechuan, he would attack wherever the general pointed. If one of them had other ideas, he would definitely not be able to hold on to the throne.

So just now...

It was the person he sent out who spoke.