I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 272 Wang Ting! The anger and fear of King Zuo Xian!

Chapter 272 Wang Ting! The anger and fear of King Zuo Xian!

Facing Karasuma and Ya's clear and beautiful eyes, Temu Aguda hesitated for a long time, and finally gave a positive answer.

"No."

The grasslands and the Yong people can never live in harmony.

Unless this vast grassland no longer suffers from hunger, cold and hardship.

Or they can become Yong people and survive on the land of Yong people.

But by that time, there will be no Karasuma Department, but there may be the Qingyan Department, the Qingli Department, the Wu Nashu Department...

After you sing, I will appear on stage, over and over again, endlessly.

The grassland is still the same grassland, and the barbarians are still the same barbarians.

Maybe even Dayong changed his name.

"Mistress, we are slaves."

That kind of result was something he couldn't bear.

King Zuo Xian didn't know where he was wrong, but he actually followed the eunuch's advice from Abaoji and secretly made peace with the Yong people who were the initiators of all this.

When the maid next to him saw this, she looked panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

In addition, if a good dog like Abaoji was killed so lightly, he would be a little reluctant to let it go.

The slave has no choice.

There is also the real eagle that has soared in the nine heavens.

After all, there was no one in the entire royal court who was more worthy of his trust than Abaoji.

More than once, he thought about killing this eunuch.

Taking the letter from Abaoji, King Zuo Xian did not open it in a hurry, but casually placed it on the desk.

"Don't I get along well with them?"

Otherwise, he didn't think that his so-called ambition could outweigh the fear of his brother for so many years and give him the courage to commit such a suicide act.

Saying that, Karasuma and Ya looked at Temu Aguda again and retorted.

"And you! Aguda! You are from the grassland, aren't you serving under him now?"

It is difficult to guarantee that the line behind him will not jump over the wall and completely reveal the things he has done after losing contact.

After thinking for a while, he knelt down on one knee, caressed his chest and lowered his head, and said to Karasuma and Masaru.

Wang Ting.

Abaoji lowered his head and lowered his eyes, sneering in his heart.

A mere eunuch can be killed easily.

"Abaoji, do you think those southerners...can win?"

While ugly, it also reminds of the pain and shame beneath the scar.

Perhaps it was because when the army turned around and looked at the ruins of Dragon City, the golden whip that hit the soul directly was too painful?
Or maybe it was because Khan's merciless insults to him at that time made him too humiliated and angry?
King Zuoxian couldn't remember it either.

When the fire is extinguished, if viewed from a high altitude, it looks like a black scar that is difficult to heal in a short time.

"He is the master's slave."

What Temu Aguda didn't know was that at this time, he also found that he had no choice. They were not the only future steppe eagles who had already broken their wings and became the minions of hawks and dogs.

At least with his iron-clad eyes, he couldn't see the end.

King Zuo Xian glanced at him with a complicated expression.

"Your Majesty, letter."

After the fire that poured out day and night last year, all that was left in the Dragon City, where the royal court was once located, was a ruined wall.

There is almost no big difference from the eunuchs in the royal palace.

At this time, when Karasuma and Ya saw the young face of the maid next to them, they seemed to suddenly think of something.

For example, King Zuo Xian just received a letter from Champion City.

In the same way, for Grassland and Dayong, unless one party is willing to surrender and become a slave, there will be no end.

But what happens after killing him?

But that's probably the reason.

……

Abaoji crawled forward, his expression respectful and timid.

"Look... aren't they Yong people?"

Seeing Karasuma and Ya's eagerness to prove something, Temu Agu felt helpless.

Hearing the answer given by Temu Aguda, Karasuma and Ya's face lost some of the color again and staggered slightly.

After all, if it weren't for this guy's bewitchment, how could he, the majestic King Karasuma Zuoxian, embark on this path of no return?
But he kept hesitating.

It doesn't matter whether the Yong people in the south win or lose.

All he wants is to drag the entire Karasuma into the abyss to repay the hatred of the two ounces of meat in his crotch!
With a flash of evil and madness in his eyes, Abaoji leaned on the jade brick and kowtowed respectfully.

"Return to your Majesty! How vast is the land of Yong! How powerful is Yong!"

"According to Abaoji, those southerners...will definitely win!"

Abaoji's tone was firm, even a little fanatical.

He wasn't lying.

To this day, Abaoji still remembers the terrifying figure of a single man riding straight into their thousands of troops on the battlefield.

That moment of invincibility and unstoppable bravery is enough to be unforgettable for anyone who has witnessed it.

And I never want to be an enemy on the battlefield again in this life!

But when King Zuo Xian heard what Abaoji said, he snorted coldly in his heart.

Must win?

Maybe it was Karasumabe from before, maybe.

But the current Karasuma Club is no longer the original Karasuma Club.

The Dragon Clan has entered the game!
Different from the always conservative and cautious Holy Mountain, they, who seem to have been hiding behind the scenes, are obviously more crazy and direct!
In the past year, it has been guided by the flesh and blood of countless creatures.

Most of the cavalry of the entire Karasuma tribe that can step onto the battlefield have been completely transformed.

Khan is now a breakthrough celestial being and has become the strongest person in the entire grassland.

Can such strength be stopped by the Yong people's Liao army alone?

King Zuo Xian moved his fingers on the table and looked at Abaoji with eyes that gradually became deeper and darker.

It was obvious that he was hesitating again.

He hesitated whether to take off the eunuch's head and go directly to the Khan to plead guilty and confess everything.

Based on his understanding of Khan, as long as he was still useful, he probably wouldn't kill him.

At most... take off a few layers of skin.

Perhaps it was because the gaze from above his head was too direct. In the silence, Abaoji's original relaxed expression gradually solidified.

There were also a few beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, are you worried about the Dragon Clan and Khan?"

Abaoji tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and said quickly.

"Your Majesty, don't worry!"

"Since we have warned the southerners, with the caution of those southerners, they will definitely be prepared!"

"The king just needs to wait and see what happens! Just wait for the results!"

cautious?

King Zuo Xian sneered in his heart.

On the battlefield, the competition is about strength.

What's the use of being cautious?

The Karasuma tribe and the Zhenliao army have been fighting each other for so many years. How much wealth does the other party have? Does he, the Karasuma Zuoxian King, know?
Even if the Liaodong Gongsun clan behind the suppressing Liao army, or even the old immortal who had not moved for many years, could only offset the influence of Khan's Breaking Realm Heavenly Man.

Where are the remaining dragons?

In fact, even if those dragons don't take action directly, just a few moves can completely reverse the entire occupation.

What will they do to stop it then?
King Zuo Xian's eyes were gloomy, and the ever-increasing sound of his fingers on the desk seemed to be constantly urging him to make some kind of determination.

But at this moment, he accidentally touched the letter placed on the desk.

After a slight pause in his fingertip movements, King Zuo Xian finally picked up the letter.

This time the letter was answered very quickly, and King Zuo Xian guessed that the Yongren boy named Han should also be surprised by the news he handed over.

He could even imagine the shock and panic the other party felt when he heard the news.

But this bit of shock and panic was nothing compared to the day when I saw my good brother with my own eyes.
That overwhelming terrifying pressure.

That terrifying power is like the master of heaven and earth.

How can anyone imagine it who has not witnessed it with his own eyes?

At this moment, he suddenly regretted handing over this news.

'Perhaps I should have made a decision then...'

King Zuo Xian sighed in his heart. Finally, I picked up the seemingly ordinary letter.

In fact, he didn't think that the Yong man named Han could say anything useful in the letter.

Either you are trying to draw a cake for yourself in order to stabilize yourself.

Or you are looking forward to getting more and more useful information.

Thinking of this, King Zuo Xian suddenly felt a little boring.

Because at this moment, he had actually made a decision in his heart.

Nothing can be done!
In this case, stop the loss in time before making a real big mistake.

This is what a true wise man does!
After casually removing the special seal on the letter in his hand, King Zuo Xian opened the letter and was stunned for a moment.

Because the handwriting is not familiar to my eyes.

And it was obvious that this letter was not addressed to him.

Even from just one glance, you can tell that this is a letter written by a woman to the boy named Han.

King Zuo Xian almost laughed out of anger.

How could such an important confidential letter be sent by mistake?

This... is really ridiculous!

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the decision he had just made secretly was extremely wise.

If you continue to cooperate with such a fool, you may end up dying without knowing how!

Thinking of this, King Zuo Xian then glanced at Abaoji who was kneeling on the ground.

In this case, this eunuch doesn't have to live anymore.

In the words of his good brother, "A useless person does not deserve to live in this world." '

For a moment, King Zuo Xian's murderous intent was barely concealed.

But just when he was about to take action, he glanced at the contents of the letter again.

It's interesting to say.

Judging from the content of the letter, the woman who wrote it seemed to be a noble lady from the prairie.

Between the lines, the yearning for the two races to put down war and live in harmony is even expressed everywhere.

'Bordering on stupidity... naivety! '

King Zuo Xian sneered and commented on the woman.

This coincides with someone Han.

It's just that compared to Han, King Zuo Xian, who is nominally less powerful than one person in the Karasuma tribe and more than ten thousand people, can't help but smile.

Because at this moment, he suddenly discovered that the seemingly unfamiliar woman's handwriting on the letter seemed strangely familiar.

'etc! '

King Zuo Xian's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly put his head to the letter.

Don’t read the content, just the handwriting.

The more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes.

The more I looked, the more frightened I became.

When he glanced at the signature at the end of the letter, his face turned pale at first.

Then it gradually turned as pale as paper.

boom--

Without any warning, the desk in front of him instantly turned into ashes as the terrifying energy of the Six Realm Power was released.

"Asshole! Asshole!"

"How could it be? How could it be!"

King Zuo Xian couldn't help but roared angrily.

The royal guards who sensed the movement rushed in and prepared to escort him.

But before they realized what happened, King Zuo Xian roared like an angry prairie lion.

"Get out! Get out of here, everyone!"

After yelling, I didn’t forget to add one sentence.

"No one is allowed to come in without my order!"

After all the guards retreated with blank expressions, King Zuo Xian hurriedly looked at the letter carefully again.

Once, twice, three times...

After I don’t know how many times, the great master of the Sixth Realm fell down and looked slumped, shocked, flustered, and confused...

It's like opening a dyeing workshop, so colorful.

Can’t be wrong! It’s Heya!
She is his good daughter!

Not only that, she...she was even pregnant with the evil offspring of that Yong dog named Han!

"Yong Gou! How dare you insult me ​​like this!"

At this moment, King Zuo Xian's face turned purple and he was extremely angry.

On the grassland, the Yong people did not care as much about a woman's innocence.

But he cares about face!

Think of him Hu Ruoxie and Wu Wanzuo Xianwang, how noble their status is!
How could his princess be so despised!

But after getting angry, he couldn't help but have doubts, 'Hasn't Heya been practicing in the Holy Mountain? '

What's more, she is still a goddess who serves the witch god. How could she go down the mountain and have an affair with a Yong general?
With such thoughts arising, King Zuo Xian finally calmed down a bit.

At this moment, he suddenly realized some problems.

Not to mention, how did Heya get...ahem, contact with that Yong dog...

Just talking about this letter, how could it have fallen into the hands of the Yong Dog without the permission of the Holy Mountain?
'Could it be! '

King Zuo Xian suddenly became excited.

Great witch!

Holding the letter in his hand tightly, King Zuo Xian suddenly fell into endless entanglement and struggle.

He got it!
He knew why that bastard named Han didn't write a word and just handed over this letter directly.

Because it is not necessary.

Just this letter written by He Ya is enough to be worth a thousand words.

Not to mention anything else, just because He Ya was pregnant with that bastard child, he had nothing to fear!
Once the mad dog Shibi knows about this, unless he can go to the Holy Mountain to kill Heya and prove his innocence like he killed Abaoji.

Otherwise, Shibi will never let him go!

In addition, he also knew that the bastard named Han was probably using this letter to tell him some of the great witch's plans.

That is... After cutting off the connection with the Karasuma royal family, the Holy Mountain seems to have turned to the side of the Yong people.

To ordinary Wuhuan people, this might seem extremely absurd.

But in the eyes of a being like King Zuo Xian, he would not see it that way.

Because they actually all know that the true identity of the great witch is actually from the Central Plains...

There was a moment of silence.

Abaoji raised his head and looked at the high position, feeling uneasy and a little doubtful.

At that moment, the killing intent coming from above was so real that he almost thought that he would definitely die today.

To be honest, ever since he decided to bewitch King Zuo Xian to 'fall', he no longer cares about life or death.

He was just a little unwilling.

Unwilling to not really drag this aloof Zuoxian King into hell.

He couldn't bear to watch Karasuma, this chaotic and dirty clan, fall completely into the abyss.

But he didn't expect that in just a blink of an eye, the situation seemed to change.

At this moment, he was suddenly curious about what was written in the letter that caused this change.

How could such a tolerant King Zuo Xian react so greatly?
And just when he was full of doubts, King Zuo Xian who was sitting on the throne finally raised his eyes, breaking the silent and surprised atmosphere.

"Abaoji..."

Abaoji was as submissive as ever and bowed his head.

"Your Majesty, Abaoji is here."

No matter what, Abaoji's life was saved today.

King Zuo Xian stared at him for a while, then asked.

"Can I trust you?"

Abaoji kowtowed.

"Abaoji is willing to die for the king!"

……

(End of this chapter)

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