I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 405: The Yong people are like tigers and wolves! The chaotic Dragon City!
The Wuhuan royal court, Dragon City.

Lost!

The hundreds of thousands of troops that had emptied the Wuhuan tribe's century-old wealth were defeated!

The man who once single-handedly led the entire Karasuma tribe to glory and peak.

Today, just as the old Khan had predicted before his death, he single-handedly sent the Wuhuan tribe into a bottomless hell.

The sky of the grassland...collapsed!
Their Karasuma tribe is also finished.

The tribesmen who fled back from the south kept talking about the tragedy and cruelty of the battle, describing how terrifying and powerful the Yong people were, but no one tried to stop them.

Because no one cares about this anymore.

Once the army was defeated and the Khan died, everyone fell into confusion and fear about the future.

This also includes those royal nobles who were once high and mighty.

Even compared to those ordinary tribesmen, their confusion and helplessness are more intense.

That night, the Khan returned south in a hurry.

They went up to the top of the city wall, only to find that the Khan was so mad that he wanted to kill them all.

The person who finally saved their lives was the Yongren Guanjun Hou, whom they regarded as their enemy.

The confusion and absurdity of that moment was a huge blow to them.

When the news came that Shi Bi had been completely beheaded, someone returned to the mansion and committed suicide while laughing miserably.

They are true fans of Shi Bi.

I believe that Shibi, the greatest Khan in the history of Wuhuan, can lead their Wuhuan tribe to glory.

That's why he allowed Shi Bi to make a desperate effort to cooperate with the North Sea Dragon Clan, using the flesh and blood of countless clansmen as sacrifices, and going south to give it a try.

But now it is obvious that they lost this big gamble concerning the fate of the clan.

The Karasuma tribe is finished.

The dream that had lasted for generations to march south and rule over Yongtu was completely shattered with the destruction of hundreds of thousands of troops, the death of Shi Bi and the nine true immortals.

What is the point of immortality?
Of course, not everyone has the courage to choose to die.

The nobles who were still alive, after spending a few days in a daze, watched as more and more defeated soldiers returned.

There were also those tribes who, seeing that the situation was not good, continued to migrate northward towards Longcheng.

They finally woke up with a start.

Although they lost the bet on the clan's fortune, the foundation of the Wuhuan clan is still there!

If they were given another few dozen or a hundred years, if another genius like Shibi Khan appeared, if only...

The Wuhuan tribe still has a chance!

At this moment, they finally realized that they had to do something!
After all, if the situation is allowed to deteriorate like this and chaos breaks out, the Wuhuan tribe will be truly finished.

Not to mention recreating the former glory, I'm afraid even the current situation cannot be maintained.

"We must preserve the blood of the Wuhuan tribe, so that we can plan for the future!"

Soon, the entire Longcheng reached a consensus on this point of view.

Just when this consensus was reached and everyone thought things would go smoothly, unexpectedly trouble arose.

The people of Yong are like tigers and wolves!
After a great victory today, we will definitely head north to the grassland!

No one will deny this.

What really caused their disagreement was how to deal with this upcoming army of fierce enemies!

Some people advocated immediately mobilizing the strength of the entire grassland, clearing the fields and defending Longcheng to the death.

When the Yong people went north, they followed their example, learning how to defend the city and continued to fight with them.

Anyway, those in the upper three realms don’t dare to act recklessly.

So what if the Yongren Guanjun Hou is an eighth-level celestial being?

There is nothing to be afraid of!

However, the Yong people had to travel a long distance to the north without any food or supplies, so they would not be able to last long.

A long fight will lead to retreat!

But this proposal was soon met with strong opposition from another group of people.

In the eyes of another group of people, hundreds of thousands of elite troops had marched southward, and with them countless powerful men such as the Khan and the Nine True Immortals, they were still almost wiped out.

How can we stop the fierce and powerful Yong people with the little power we have now?

To gather all the forces in one place like this is like walking a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

It would be better to just submit to Dayong as we did in the past in exchange for time to recuperate.

In this way, the two forces, one advocating war and the other advocating surrender, began an endless debate.

Everyone thinks they are right.

Everyone feels that only their own way can save Karasuma.

So no one can convince the other.

So a fierce war of words began.

The pro-war faction scolded the pro-surrender faction, saying that they were frightened by the Yong people and were as cowardly as field mice on the grassland.

The Wuhuan tribe finally straightened their backs in front of the Yong people.

If we kneel down again like we did before, how can we be worthy of the brave warriors who died in the past hundred years!

The pro-surrender side refuted them, saying they were naive and stupid.

If they really continue to fight to the death with the Yong people in their way, they will only drain the last bones and blood of the Wuhuan people and drag the entire Wuhuan tribe into an endless abyss!

That would be truly unfair to the ancestors of the Wuhuan tribe!

In the main hall of the Dragon City Palace, Prince Zuo Xian Hu Ruo Xie, who was sitting high below the throne, just watched the two groups of people arguing and cursing in silence.

Some of those with hot tempers have even drawn the scimitars from their waists.

He wanted to let blood splatter within five steps of this hall which was once the most sacred and majestic one of the Wuhuan tribe.

At this moment, Zuo Xian Wang Hu Ruoxie suddenly felt like laughing.

I'm not laughing at these noble people, I'm laughing at myself.

Once upon a time, he had fantasized more than once about how happy it would be if his good brother suddenly died one day and he inherited his throne.

But now Yizhixie is really dead.

But he suddenly realized that he was not as happy as he had imagined.

And everything in front of me was completely different from the scene I had imagined.

He is not Yizhixie.

He does not have Yizhixie's strength, nor his ruthless methods.

Perhaps it was just like what Yizhixie had cursed himself.

"Waste?"

Hu Ruo Xie laughed in his heart and muttered silently to himself.

"There's nothing wrong with being a waste..."

How talented is Yizhixie?
But didn't he die too?

And at least I, a loser, am living well, right?

"Your Highness! You say!"

"Should our Karasuma tribe fight or surrender?"

Angry voices echoed throughout the hall.

Upon hearing this, Hu Ruo Xie curled up the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

You see, when Yizhixie was sitting in this hall, who dared to speak in this tone?

The mocking smile disappeared, Hu Ruoxie cleared his throat, and looked down seriously.

"I think... you are all right."

Both correct?

What the fuck is this bullshit!
The hot-tempered war-loving nobleman was so angry that he was about to explode.

Fortunately, at this time, people from another group interrupted.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"What we are asking for is peace! Why talk about surrender?"

The word "降" sounds so ugly!
The word '和' sounds much better.

It can also allow more people to accept and support you.

All I can say is that there is nothing new in the world.

No matter who stands in the court, there is one type of people who are actually the same.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fall into a new round of quarrel, Hu Ruoye, the Left Wise King, suddenly felt a little bored.

Then he showed a tired and sad expression.

"You two can discuss this first. The Khan has just passed away. I have been in grief all day and have neither the energy nor the heart to think about these things..."

"How about this, when you have come up with a conclusion, send someone to inform the king."

"How about I fully cooperate with you then?" After these words were spoken, the hall fell silent for a moment.

Even the nobleman who had always been close to him couldn't help but look at him with strange eyes.

If their memory is correct, when the Khan hurriedly returned south that night, it was His Royal Highness Zuo Xian Wang who stopped the Khan from entering the city, right?

However, considering that there seemed to be the shadow of a powerful person in the upper three realms standing behind this prince, after some hesitation, no one pointed it out.

"For the sake of Karasuma's future, please accept my condolences, Your Highness!"

After saying this, seeing that Hu Ruo Xie really didn't seem to want to get involved in this matter, he could only say helplessly.

"We are waiting to see your highness off!"

Looking at Hu Ruoye's figure disappearing in the hall, all the Wuhuan nobles, whether they advocated war or peace, sighed in their hearts.

Prince Zuo Xian had a reputation for being a virtuous man, but his character was too weak.

At this critical moment of life and death for the Karasuma clan, how can he lead the future of the Karasuma clan?

Unfortunately, the Khan acted too cruelly and extreme during his lifetime, and now only King Zuoxian is left in the entire Wuhuan royal family.

Perhaps because he was frightened by the Khan, Zuo Xian Wang only had one princess in his life, who was raised in a holy mountain.

In short, even if all of them felt that Zuo Xian Wang was not suitable for the Khan throne, they had no choice!
But this is not a really urgent matter at the moment.

After all, it is because of Wuhuan that the Khan position exists.

If even Karasuma no longer exists, what's the point of considering these things?
So a new round of quarrels and insults began.

……

Three days passed in a row.

There was still no clear-cut argument about who was right and who was wrong in the royal palace.

On the contrary, because Zuo Xian Wang no longer showed up, the situation between the two sides gradually got out of control.

Soon they were in a situation where they were at loggerheads.

Even the full-scale fights had happened more than once in the hall.

On the fourth day, one of the nobles accidentally killed a member of the peace faction, and the situation became uncontrollable.

Although both sides maintained a certain degree of restraint and rationality in the end, they were ultimately unable to sit together and discuss.

Afterwards, both sides began to do their utmost to win over and gather various forces in the city to strengthen their own side.

This disturbance soon spread to the tribes of all sizes that were constantly migrating to the vicinity of Longcheng.

In short, for the next period of time, the entire Dragon City was in chaos inside and out.

The nobles above are fighting endlessly for their own ideals.

When ordinary tribesmen meet each other, they will draw their swords against each other if they disagree on whether to fight or make peace.

"What a scene of a fallen nation..."

Hu Ruo Xie, standing on a high building in the inner palace, couldn't help but sigh.

The most terrible thing in the world is when two parties start arguing endlessly about something that has no right or wrong at all.

Those who advocate war, are they wrong?
Nothing wrong.

Because when the moment of danger really comes, they are really willing to shed their last drop of blood for the Wuhuan tribe.

So Hu Ruoye actually has some respect for them.

It's a pity that he was destined not to stand on their side.

After all, compared with the fate of the entire Wuhuan tribe, he cared more about himself and his small family.

Besides, he already has better options, doesn't he?

"A Baoji, you think this king is helping this good son-in-law..."

"How should he thank me?"

Abaoji, who was extremely excited by the chaotic scene before him, was stunned when he heard Hu Ruoye's words.

Then he curled his lips secretly.

son in law?

Are you worthy enough to call yourself the father-in-law of a mistress who doesn't even have the status of a concubine?
But there was some doubt on his face.

"Since Your Highness has already decided to help the Champion Marquis...why not stand with those who advocate peace?"

Shibi sat on the throne of Khan for nearly a hundred years.

Such a long period of time is enough to reshape the strength and pride of this grassland nation.

But this strength and pride cannot be shattered by a simple defeat.

So, although the peace faction in the city seemed to be quite powerful during this period, they were actually at a disadvantage.

If Hu Ruo Xie had put forward the banner of Zuo Xian Wang and clearly advocated peace at this time, perhaps he could have turned all this around in one fell swoop.

However, Hu Ruoye shook his head and laughed when he heard what Abaoji said.

"Do you know why I am still alive today in the hands of my good brother?"

"Because I don't like gambling."

Since you have already guaranteed your capital, why gamble?

With the child in Heya's belly, he could at least live a wealthy life for the rest of his life.

Why take the risk?
Don't forget, although Shi Bi is dead, the North Sea Dragon Clan is still there.

Dragon City, that’s why it’s called Dragon City.

Little did people know that this is precisely because this is a place where dragons are raised.

With the death of Shi Bi, the remaining fortunes of the entire Wuhuan clan are constantly shifting to Hu Ruoye.

Now, he can often feel that there is a powerful existence in the void constantly calling him, and it is becoming clearer and clearer.

He just played dumb and pretended not to hear it.

Therefore, not showing up during this period of time and watching the development of the situation has been the greatest help he has given to his good son-in-law.

Do you want him to risk his life to help?
Sorry, I can’t do that.

Seeing this, Abaoji, who was standing by, hated the old turtle so much that his teeth were itching.

At that time, Hu Ruoye had just said something casually, and then he chopped off his bird and took away his power.

At that time, he vowed to destroy it all with his own hands.

So he constantly stirred up Hu Ruoye's ambitions and instigated him to secretly collude with the Yong people in the south.

Everything was going according to his plan, and was even about to succeed.

But who knew that this old dog had such a good life!

Relying on the daughter who was raised in the Holy Mountain since childhood, he changed his destiny in one fell swoop!

Damn it!
Now that Shibi is dead, he can't die with this old dog even if he wants to!

Just when I was feeling annoyed, I heard Hu Ruo Xie suddenly laugh.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you, Abaoji! If it weren't for you, Abaoji, who made me determined and helped me to make the decision, I'm afraid that my current situation would not be as free as it is now..."

Kill people... and destroy their hearts!
Abaoji's face was stiff. He tried hard to force a chuckle and was about to say something humble.

Hu Ruo Xie suddenly patted his shoulder and said sincerely.

"This king has been walking on thin ice all his life. No one has ever treated this king sincerely, and this king has never treated anyone sincerely."

"But Abaoji, you are different."

"If this king can have a good end, he can enjoy wealth and prosperity."

"I will never let you down in this life!"

Hearing this, Abaoji looked at the Zuo Xian Wang in a daze.

Although he couldn't tell whether the other party's words were true or false, he had to admit that he was shaken at this moment.

"Your Highness, Abaoji is of humble origin and a eunuch, so he dare not..."

The word "I dare not" was interrupted as soon as it came out.

Because a long black thread suddenly appeared on the vast grassland in the distance.

Almost at the same time, the alarm bell on the city wall of Longcheng not far away suddenly rang.

"Enemy attack!"

"Yong... Yong people! The Yong people are here to kill us!"

In an instant, the originally chaotic Dragon City became eerily quiet for a moment.

After a while, it fell into greater chaos.

Hu Ruo Xie looked at the black curtain that was slowly spreading out in front of him, as well as the bright silver spot in the black curtain, and couldn't help but frown and sigh.

"What's the rush?"

You came too early!

If we wait until the city is truly in chaos, both sides will start a real fight, killing and maiming each other.

Wouldn’t it be nice to clean up the mess later?
Hu Ruo Xie felt a little regretful.

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(End of this chapter)