The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 142 Protect Them
Zhao Chengning left, and before leaving he left the position of commander-in-chief to Xihe.

Xihe stroked the token for mobilizing troops in his hand and fell into silence.

"Xihe, I'm going to save Jinyuan. If neither of us comes back, you take the token and mobilize the troops from all directions to protect yourself. Got it?"

“What if I don’t do it well?”

"My sister was born a phoenix, how could she be an ordinary person?"

Xihe unfolded the map and re-deduce the thought that flashed through her mind. She looked at the territory of Nanli and thought in her heart.

Suddenly her eyes turned and she saw Jiangnan, which was adjacent to Nanli.

Jiangnan is Tianshuo's territory.

"Who's there?"

Just as he finished speaking, a man in black came down from the beam, "Thirteen."

"How many people are there in Beili's army?"

"Three hundred thousand."

"Who were the generals originally stationed in the Imperial City?"

"Xu Qingcheng, Xu Qingye, and...Su Yuan."

Su Yuan is Liu Yuan after changing his surname.

Xihe closed his eyes slightly and exhaled deeply, "I understand, it turns out... the border is just a bait."

It all made sense.

Beili's 100,000 troops were not prepared for the border at all, nor were they the so-called Nanli. Xiao Mingxuan's goal from the very beginning was Tianshuo Imperial City.

He used Nangong Yan to make the eldest princess Zhao Wanyu disappear, thus leaving the border without a general guarding it. In order to reassure the people, Emperor Jingyuan would certainly send a prince to the battlefield. The candidates would be either Zhao Chengning or Zhao Jinyuan, and he could also bring Xihe with him, which was an unexpected surprise.

Then, he used a piece of land that he would never give away to tangle the King of Beimo, forcing Beimo to kill him. He then took advantage of the situation and reached a cooperation with Tianshuo through Xihe.

On the one hand, he used Zhao Jinyuan to clean up Beimo, and on the other hand, he revealed Zhao Jinyuan's whereabouts to Beimo, and joined forces to kill Zhao Jinyuan who knew nothing about it. He stayed out of the matter and solved two major problems without losing a single soldier.

If Zhao Jinyuan died and they could still hold back Zhao Chengning who was unable to navigate the terrain, then there would only be Zhao Xihe left in the entire general's mansion. This was Xiao Mingxuan's goal.

Soon after, the news was passed back to the imperial city. Emperor Jingyuan was worried about the safety of his beloved daughter, so he would definitely send his trusted generals, who would definitely be Xu Qingcheng and Liu Yuan, who were familiar with the border terrain.

In this way, half of the soldiers in the imperial city will be taken away. How can the Tianshuo imperial city, with only ordinary soldiers left, fight against the 300,000 strong Beili army?

It will take time for Xu Qingcheng and Liu Yuan to rush to the border, and it will also take time for the Beili army to pass through Nanli and head straight for the imperial city.

The general's mansion, which seemed like an empty city, was the best opportunity for Xiao Mingxuan to take action.

At the same time he took Xihe away, the Beili Army attacked the Tianshuo Imperial City.

Xihe suddenly laughed in a low voice, with a crazy look on her face. Tears fell down her cheeks, wetting the map. "Xiao Mingxuan, you are great. It turns out that you have never wavered from the beginning to the end. Your so-called concession and deep love are just to make me a pawn to promote your plan."

You were lying to me from beginning to end!
"Master, are you okay?"

Xihe's expression was too terrifying, and Thirteen couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Xihe wiped away her tears, and there was no warmth in her eyes anymore. "Qingyuan is injured and can't move, Hu Die is dead, except for the people fixed in certain places, how many people can be mobilized?"

Xiao Mingxuan, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

Maybe we should fight to the death!
"Forty-six people." Thirteen replied.

"Okay." Xihe said in a cold voice, looking up with a bit of Emperor Jingyuan's momentum, "Let the falcon travel day and night and rush to the imperial city immediately to tell father that there is no need to send a general to the border. We need to make preparations early and defend the imperial city to the death. Be careful of the Beili army that is about to head north."

They only took action tonight, so the news from the imperial city was not that fast. Xihe got the news first and gained the upper hand.

"Yes." "If it's too late, let the falcon intercept the two generals halfway and deliver my letter. The two generals will understand."

"Yes."

"Secondly, prepare six people to rush to the surrounding cities and borrow soldiers. We have a tough battle to fight."

"Yes."

"Finally..." Xihe sighed, "Finally, let Nineteen lead a team to Beili Imperial City, and then..."

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It was completely dark. Xihe walked up to the city wall despite being stopped. She sat quietly on the city wall, her eyes shining in the darkness.

"It's started, right?" There was silence all around, but Xihe seemed to hear the sound of close combat.

[It has begun.] The old voice of Grandpa Shenshu came out slowly.

Xihe opened her mouth, only to feel her throat dry. "How many people died?"

【very many.】

Xihe closed her eyes and sighed, feeling as if her heart was being cut by a knife. She looked down at the city wall and said, "Grandpa Shenshu, tell me...if I jump from here, will my people survive like they did back then?"

She was granted the title of Princess Zhaoyuan at a young age and was respected by the people, so she should naturally speak for them.

[Lord God, after thousands of years, you still can't let it go? ]

"Let it go? I guess it's impossible forever."

Xihe suddenly remembered the conversation she had with Zhao Zize on the way to Jiangnan that year.

God also feels sorry.

She fed ghosts with her own body and saved the world, but her relatives and friends were not among the bustling crowd.

Even after tens of millions of years, she has never gotten over the scene of her loved ones dying in front of her.

But as if God was deliberately playing a teasing on him, the scene of that year reappeared, and the fate of the eldest and second brothers was uncertain.

"But this time I am no longer powerless." Xihe looked up at the sky and smiled bitterly.

The sacred tree sighed.

The scene in front of her eyes changed, and Xihe arrived at the somewhat familiar Tianwaitian.

"Long time no see, lunatic."

A sneer came from the throne, "It's been a long time since we last met. You are still very stupid."

Xihe rarely refrained from cursing back. She was exhausted and had no energy, so she got straight to the point and said, "Do you know why I came to you? You are the only one in the world who can rewrite fate... Mingche."

The man on the throne slowly turned around. He had white hair and a youthful face, and his brows were filled with coldness. "So you still remember my name? I thought you were going to call me a lunatic for the rest of my life."

Xihe lowered her head and smiled, "I am young and inexperienced, please don't blame me, Your Majesty."

Mingche still remembered how naughty Xihe was when she was just born. He still remembered her energy to go to heaven and earth. Now, after only a few reincarnations, she has become so calm and calm, which is less and less like her.

His expression was a little irritable, and he also had a sense of what he expected. "Xihe, think carefully. Once you leave, you will become a mortal completely. Once you die here, you will no longer have a soul."

"I know." Xihe stroked the space in his abdomen and finally made up his mind. "I am grateful to God for giving me another life. How dare I ask for anything more? I just hope I can protect them this time."

In an instant, the past ten years or so flashed before Xihe's eyes like a kaleidoscope.

Emperor Jingyuan, Concubine Chen, Concubine Xian, Zhao Chengning, Zhao Jinyuan, Zhao Zhinan, Zhao Zize, Zhao Siyuan, all her deceased relatives and friends were completely personified at this moment.

Ming Che stared at her for a moment and said sarcastically, "Is it just for them? Or... to save someone some karma?"