Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 293: The Six Families' Marriage Alliance

Xin Zhuo has led his 100,000 cavalry back outside Tianmen Valley. At this moment, the battle has reached a white-hot stage.

The two armies are deadlocked, with one side struggling due to the terrain while the other side, relying on their superior forces, launches a fierce attack.

The sky is filled with snow, seemingly diluted by the chilling atmosphere of the battlefield.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."

Cui Ying'er, Xiong Zhangqi, Bai Xuanji, Yan Chizong, Jiang Gu'en, and hundreds of other generals have already come forward, their faces filled with excitement.

The Prince has been missing for three or four days, with no news at all. The entire Western Qin Army is anxious and restless. In just a few months, the Western Qin Army has become heavily reliant on the Prince, whether it is for the suppression of the Ten Kingdoms or the slaughter of a million allied forces.

This reliance is filled with hope for the future, a revitalization after the desolation following the battle against the Kunxu demons.

They dare not imagine what would happen to the Western Qin Army without Jiang Yuqing.

Xin Zhuo scans the surroundings and smiles, saying, "How many troops have been brought in this time? When can we take down Tianmen Valley?"

Jiang Gu'en introduces, "After losing news of the Prince, the original 200,000 cavalry here has already begun their attack. In addition, we have gathered 50,000 troops from nearby garrisons. We have also mobilized 100,000 elite troops to threaten the armies of the three Ghost Kingdoms, but they have not arrived yet. Currently, the attacking army has reached 250,000."

Bai Xuanji wipes away the bloodstains on her chubby baby face and worries, "Although Tianmen Valley is small, the terrain is extremely steep, and... the private soldiers of the Six Families are all well-trained, practicing martial arts and military tactics daily. They are very formidable. And..." She points to the 10,000 Black Armor Death Warriors and hundreds of monstrous creatures in front, "These Black Armor Death Warriors and the impoverished skin demon tribe giants are the absolute strength of the Six Families, existing solely for war. Without a 100,000-strong army, it will be difficult to completely annihilate them! And there are still hidden Fat Blob Monsters that haven't appeared yet. In the past few days, our army has already lost over 10,000 soldiers and injured over 20,000! Compared to that, the Six Families have only suffered slightly over 10,000 casualties! We are at a disadvantage!"

Xin Zhuo looks towards the front, at the Six Families' Black Armor Death Warriors and the hundreds of monstrous creatures charging madly. It is clear that they are special elites. He hesitates for a moment and asks, "Has the Western Qin Army never cultivated similar troops?"

Jiang Gu'en bitterly smiles and says, "Our Western Qin Army had 10,000 impoverished skin demon tribe giants and 10,000 Flying Wing Demonic Beasts, but they were all wiped out in the battle against the Kunxu demons. Back then, they were all trained by Jiang Huanfei's branch of the family, and that entire force was completely annihilated. The Western Qin Army has been under the control of Third Lord Jiang Huo, but he has been seriously ill and has no intention of training new troops."

Xin Zhuo furrows his brows and carefully observes the battlefield. This kind of siege warfare and the enemy's special troops are too brutal. Even if they eventually manage to take them down, it will be at a great cost. He can't help but feel a bit distressed.

Originally, they could have avoided fighting and used other means to subdue the enemy. It's a pity that so many people have died for this matter. The Eastern Mister and the others didn't kill him in this situation. He wonders if the Imperial Army and the Divine Strategy Army will take action. No, they can't drag this out any longer.

But the order has already been given and cannot be easily retracted. It's a bit hard to swallow his pride.

Cui Ying'er sees through his thoughts and immediately salutes, saying, "Please, General, retract the military order and change it to a siege without attacking, forcing the Six Families to surrender!"

Jiang Gu'en, Bai Xuanji, and Jiang Man'er, along with the other generals, exchange glances and understand each other's intentions. They all salute and say, "Please, General, retract the military order and force the Six Families to surrender!"

Xin Zhuo coughs lightly and says, "Since everyone agrees, then stop the attack and negotiate with the Six Families!"

Dozens of messengers run in all directions, waving their flags.

The hundreds of thousands of troops quickly withdraw from the battlefield and retreat slowly.

The Six Families also have no intention of continuing the fight. The special troops, under the command of a certain general, also retreat and quickly return to the iron-like military camp outside the valley.

The two armies face each other, with a solemn and tense atmosphere enveloping the surroundings.

Xin Zhuo reins in his horse and slowly approaches with hundreds of generals until they are a few hundred meters away from the Six Families' military camp. They don't speak, just staring at the camp.

Or rather, Xin Zhuo is assessing those special troops and the private soldiers of the Six Families, feeling a bit envious.

To be honest, the Jiang family's battle against the Kunxu demons fourteen years ago and the surprise attack by the Thirteen Kingdoms a few months ago basically wiped out all the talented offspring of the martial families. He has done the calculations, and there are only twenty-one Jiang family descendants left in the army, including himself.

Meanwhile, the Six Families remain intact, with talented individuals everywhere.

And there is the method of cultivating special troops.

In the future, if they want to fight against the court, they must completely swallow the Six Families and make them their own, no matter what methods or means they use.

For the Western Qin Army, and also for my own life.

After a moment, seemingly unable to withstand the pressure from the Western Qin generals, Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie, Zhe Teng Jiao, and six other clan leaders, clad in armor and leaning on crutches, led hundreds of commanders out of the camp to observe from a distance.

Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie's face changed constantly. He gritted his teeth and disregarded how terrifying Jiang Yuqing's methods were, angrily saying, "Jiang Yuqing, you despicable and shameless person! Our six clans have already agreed to surrender, so why do you still attack? So many sons and young men have died in vain. People say you are ruthless and merciless, and today I have truly witnessed it!"

Xin Zhuo coughed lightly.

Jiang Gu'en immediately stepped forward and sneered, "The Grand Commander entered Tianmen Valley and encountered an accident. The blame for the deaths of the six clans cannot be escaped. You did not consult with the Western Qin Army, and when the two armies clashed, who can you blame?"

Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie and the other six clan leaders had gloomy expressions. Jiang Gu'en's words made some sense, but the sudden chaos in "Breaking Tianmen" was unexpected. Who could have predicted it?

Sai Qingzhu glanced at her own prince, pulled on the reins, and loudly said, "Now that the prince has returned, the misunderstanding between the two clans should be resolved. We give the six clans two choices: ceasefire and negotiate surrender, or continue fighting until Tianmen Valley is breached and the six clans are wiped out. You all can choose for yourselves."

The six clan leaders exchanged glances and fell into contemplation. Continuing to fight was clearly impossible. With just a few tens of thousands of private soldiers and a ten-li Tianmen Valley, not to mention being unable to resist the hundreds of thousands of Western Qin Army, they would run out of food in less than ten days and collapse without even fighting.

But now that it had come to this, surrendering immediately with lowered heads, how could they explain it to their families and how could they justify it to the deceased?

Xin Zhuo guessed the thoughts of the six people and smiled, pulling on the reins and walking all the way to the front of the six clan camps. "This is all a misunderstanding. I apologize to all of you. Afterwards, I am willing to compensate the six clans with one hundred thousand taels of silver and five hundred sets of armor. How about it?"

Damn, he's being too stingy.

The expressions of Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie and the other six clan leaders improved a lot, but they remained silent.

Xin Zhuo smiled and said, "It's better to resolve grievances than to hold grudges. Please tell me your conditions, and I will agree to them all."

Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie hesitated for a moment and cupped his fists. "Alright! The prince will marry into our six clans and marry the legitimate daughters of our six clans. We don't ask to be on par with the Crown Princess, but at the very least, we want the status of a main wife and a senior concubine. In addition, the prince's eldest son must be born to one of the daughters of our six clans."

What a load of nonsense!

This was Xin Zhuo's first thought. He had never figured out his life, and he didn't have any thoughts about women. In his mind, there was only that principled figure. Are you discussing having children with me?

However, Jiang Gu'en and the other generals were calm and felt that it was only natural. The prince of Western Qin, a powerful vassal, commanding hundreds of thousands of troops and ruling over vast territories, even if he was a consort, it was common for him to marry ten or eight women and have a few children.

Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie and the others stared fixedly at Xin Zhuo's expression.

The tens of thousands of troops from both sides also looked over, waiting for the prince to make a decision, whether to fight or make peace. A woman could completely determine the outcome of a war.

After a full ten breaths, Xin Zhuo smiled and said, "Alright! But I have a condition. The legitimate daughter chosen by the six clans must reach the Venerable realm. Otherwise, I won't be interested."

Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie and the other six clan leaders' expressions changed. There was only one legitimate daughter among the six clans who had reached the Venerable realm, Zhe Feiyan, a disciple of the Baiheqiu lineage and a junior Venerable.

Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie looked at Zhe Teng Jiao and lowered his voice, "Old Zhe, this Western Qin prince is handsome, highly skilled in martial arts, and even a Divine Dao Child. He commands hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers and rules over vast territories. You won't suffer!"

You won't suffer, but your daughter is still young, and your sisters are already married.

Zhe Teng Jiao's expression changed uncertainly, and it took a long time before he sighed and said in a low voice, "Alright, a young girl has to get married sooner or later. I'll go back and persuade Feiyan."

"Agreed!"

Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie looked at Xin Zhuo and nodded.

Xin Zhuo continued, "In addition, the Jiang clan's descendants in our army will also marry into the six clans. Three hundred legitimate descendants of the six clans will join our army. How about it?"

Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie said in a deep voice, "No problem!"

Xin Zhuo leaped onto his horse and walked into the camps of the six clans, extending his hand.

Wei Chi Shuo Wanlie was stunned for a moment, but he pulled on the reins and met him.

Their hands clasped together.

Among the hundreds of generals from the Western Qin Army, Han Qiniang suddenly pursed her lips and lowered her head, laughing quietly.

Cui Ying'er glared at her, "What are you laughing at? This is a serious matter."

Han Qiniang coughed lightly, "I just think... the six clans are being tricked by the big boss."