The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Chapter 542
As soon as this word comes out.

Everyone's face turned dark.

No matter how ambitious this is, we should wait until tomorrow.

After all, the Generalissimo has been waiting for so many years.

This is too... impatient.

Everyone looked at Bai Su again, with no good impression left.

"The saint Huai Jin holds Yu, a great talent and a great sage! I, Bai Su, am ashamed of myself and am willing to admit defeat." At this time, Bai Su said loudly.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Su Rizan turned around suddenly and looked at Bai Su.

"Me too."

At this time, Xiao Jue said quietly in the stands.

"I give up too! Aunt Saint is a little fairy in the sky, beautiful and kind. Xiaobao likes Aunt Saint the most!" Lu Xiaobao said crisply.

At this moment, there was silence all over the altar.

The people of Xirong were shocked.

This has never happened before!

"no!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and then the crowd exploded.

"It's against the rules."

"that is!"

"We in Xirong have respected martial arts since ancient times. We must rely on martial arts to determine the winner. Only by winning can we be qualified to succeed to the throne."

……

"If you respect martial arts, will you be qualified to succeed to the throne only if you win?" Bai Su slowly turned around and looked at the excited and angry people under the sacrificial stage.

She smiled coldly, looked at everyone and asked: "Since martial arts is the most respected thing, don't you all know that Bagan is the number one in Xirong? Why don't you just elect him to succeed him?"

The excited people couldn't help but pause.

Bai Su mocked, "It's just the right time to carry forward the customs of the Guifang tribe throughout Xirong. There is no need to study. When you are hungry, you hunt and eat raw meat, and when you are thirsty, you drink animal blood. It really saves time and effort."

The people were disgusted when they heard this.

Some even covered their mouths directly.

"Oh! Wolf Lord Bagan also likes to drink human blood. It is said that the blood he likes most is women's blood. It's sweet..."

Bai Su's eyes swept over everyone teasingly: "I wonder which of you would be willing to donate blood to the Bagan Wolf Lord who is the best in martial arts?"

quiet!
There was a dead silence among the crowd.

People from other tribes scorned the Guifang tribe's crude and barbaric lifestyle, let alone eating raw meat and drinking animal blood together.

And the cruelty of Lord Bagan is well known to everyone.

If he were in power...

Everyone felt a chill and felt lucky to survive the disaster.

"The Saint has no martial arts skills. But she has a broad mind, is good at accepting advice, and knows people well. Otherwise, she would not have known that Generalissimo Ulan Bari was ambitious, but he would have given her troops and horses, and given her the opportunity to make further progress. He would have found her earlier. There is no reason to kill him." Bai Su said loudly.

"The saint has no martial arts, but she is diligent in government and loves the people. She is dedicated to her work every day. She starts handling government affairs as soon as possible and never slacks off." Bai Su said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

Every word is loud, deafening, and strikes hard in the heart of every Xirong person.

"The saint has no martial arts. But she has never been afraid of powerful enemies. She protected Xirong by herself, and was prepared to die together with the ferocious Huns to protect you."

Bai Su looked at each of them: "The saint has no martial arts, but she can make Xirong humiliated and suffer? Can she make the people of Xirong naked and hungry?" Bai Su's words were like thunder from the bottom, exploding. All the people of Xirong were speechless.

In fact.

Since the Holy Maiden took over the government, their lives have become more stable and prosperous.

Better than the first royal daughter, the first royal daughter.

When the first prince's daughter was first, she annexed other tribes and indeed expanded her territory.

But the long years of fighting not only impoverished Xirong, but also almost wiped out the Xirong people.

How many children in Xirong were born without mothers.

Because my mother is going to war.

Once you go, it's a lifetime.

Therefore, Xirong was declining day by day, and other states were watching with eager eyes, so the Huns dared to start a war...

"Let me ask, if the saint should not succeed to the throne, who do you want to succeed?" Bai Su asked coldly.

on the stand.

The saint held her hands tightly, but still could not hide her red eyes.

Day and night for so many years, she deeply hated herself for being unable to practice martial arts and disgusted herself for being such a waste.

But it turns out that she also has good points!

There are still so many good places...

"The saint worked hard to govern, govern the country and maintain peace, and carry great virtues... We are ashamed, and we sincerely ask the saint to succeed to the throne." The people knelt on their knees and banged their heads on the ground, unable to stand up.

Mrs. Wang held the saint's hand lovingly and dotingly.

Lu Dachang stood behind them, like a patron saint who would never fall.

At this moment, the saint's tears suddenly rolled down.

"How could it be possible, how could it be..." Su Rizan murmured in disbelief.

She watched it all over and over again, fearing that it was fake and an illusion.

However, the people still couldn't kneel down and shouted: "I beg the saint to succeed to the throne..."

"Hahahaha!" Su Rizan suddenly laughed.

She raised her head, raised her hands to the sky, and laughed wildly: "Really, all of this is true!"

But she smiled and cried loudly: "Princess, we are all wrong, we are all wrong..."

The Great Elder knows.

She was calling the late queen.

But she didn't say anything, just watched silently.

on the ring.

Ulanbari finally suppressed the poison temporarily.

With a gloomy expression, she was helped into the carriage by her confidants and was about to leave.

At this time, a man in ragged clothes and a state of embarrassment stumbled and grabbed the carriage: "I have a royal secret to tell the marshal..."

Ulan Bari slowly raised the curtain.

The saint came to the sacrificial platform amidst the shouts of everyone.

The judge said: "Holy girl, since it is the will of the people, just follow the will of the people!"

(End of this chapter)