That day, King Chi's remonstrance in court was unsuccessful, and he received the imperial edict the night he returned to the residence.
"The Emperor has spoken. Crimson King, accept the decree!"
"Your subject is here."
King Chi knelt on the ground respectfully and listened to Eunuch Wei's orders.
However, he had some doubts in his heart. In the court, he had proposed to persuade his third brother, but his father had not allowed it.
Why is there an imperial edict now?
Could it be that Imperial Father was unwilling to show the image of being subdued because of Third Brother in front of all the officials?
So he secretly sent him to advise his third brother?
"By the will of the heavens, the Emperor has issued an edict. The Emperor is grateful for the loyalty of the Red King and is willing to share the burden of the Emperor. He has specially allowed the Red King to return to his fief and lead his personal guards north to Yanmen Pass to await orders.”
"I accept the decree. Long live our emperor!"
Eunuch Wei handed the imperial edict to the Crimson King and helped him up with a smile.
"Wangye, please get up quickly. This time, Wangye has finally made it!”
"Oh? What do you mean, Eunuch?"
"Wangye, think about it! Why did His Majesty send you to Yanmen Pass?”
"Of course, it's to guard Yanmen Pass and prevent my third brother from invading the hinterland of Dali and harming the country.”
"Exactly! The Third Prince had rebelled, and the Southern King was dead. Now was the time to use people.”
Eunuch Wei put on a knowing expression and nudged the Crimson King with his elbow. His pale face was accompanied by the moonlight.
There was an indescribable strangeness and strangeness that made King Chi feel uncomfortable.
However, Eunuch Wei's words were worth considering. He had stayed in the capital for a long time so that his father could be at ease.
In fact, that was the case. King Zhennan's mercenaries respected themselves, and his third brother directly rebelled.
At the moment, the situation in Dali was in danger. Not only did Father not take back his military power, but the villain returned to his fief to lead the army.
How much trust was there!
That was why he dared to make such a decision!
"I naturally have to share your worries."
Eunuch Wei smiled knowingly and returned to the palace.
King Chi returned to his room, took out a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote a letter.
The letter was then sent to his fief.
On the northern side of the city, King Zhennan's old troops were at the city gates.
A few generals stood at the foot of the city and shouted, vowing to kill the Third Prince to avenge their Lord.
For this reason, King Zhennan's old subordinates had come out in full force, not hesitating to send out 20 grandmasters.
Five of them were Rank-4 Grandmasters, and three were Peak Rank-4 Grandmasters.
Other than the Third Prince, the only Grandmasters in the city were the two Deputy Generals who had been guarding the city.
King Zhennan's former subordinates were planning to kill the Third Prince. So what if you could kill a Peak Rank-4 prince?
"I have a total of 20 grandmasters here. As long as we meet, we can just surround and kill them.
This was because all his thoughts were focused on gathering and mobilizing the army to avenge King Zhennan.
The news from his old subordinates had been sent out too quickly. At the moment, they still did not know the exact news that the Third Prince had advanced to the Great Grandmaster realm.
The reason why they had moved out so quickly was that they had considered that the Third Prince might become a martial grandmaster in the near future.
In their eyes, the Third Prince was merely a Zongshi realm pinnacle expert with extremely powerful combat strength.
"Brat, do you dare to fight me?"
King Zhennan's old general was shouting at the city gate. What he said was just to trick the Third Prince.
He said that he would fight with me, but in reality, as long as the Third Prince showed up, he would not be able to do anything.
He and the others would swarm forward and surround this bastard to kill him.
Duel? Only a fool would fight a Zongshi realm pinnacle expert with such high combat strength!
"King Zhennan is a famous general in Dali. I didn't expect his subordinates to be so stupid and rush to their deaths.”
The city gates of the North Rebel City were wide open, and the Third Prince rode out on his horse with a saber in one hand.
He was also puzzled. Was there something wrong with these guys 'brains?
If they were to hide in King Zhennan's fief, he would not have time to deal with them for a while.
Now, you're here at the entrance of Jubei City and want to fight with me, a martial grandmaster?
The Third Prince's subordinates leaned against the city wall and watched the show. They had no intention of making a move.
"Do you think they're living too comfortably that they don't even remember what a martial grandmaster looks like?”
"How many blades do you think His Highness will need to defeat them? Three slashes, five slashes?"
"No need. Two slashes are enough. Unsheathe, retract.”
"Hahahahaha!"
The crowd on the city wall laughed at King Zhennan's old subordinates for overestimating themselves, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.
An army of more than a hundred thousand soldiers was here to kill His Highness, a Great Grandmaster?
To think that they could think of that!
King Zhennan's old subordinates watched the Third Prince leave the city alone on a horse. His subordinates were even watching from the city wall.
He was a little puzzled. The Third Prince was not so stupid.
This was too arrogant.
However, since things had already come to this, the general at the front raised his spear to signal.
Twenty grandmasters swarmed forward, either holding spears or sabers. The aura of a grandmaster erupted, and for a moment, the spiritual qi at the city gate felt as if it had been sucked dry.
The Third Prince sneered. He held the hilt of his saber with one hand and watched the faces of every Grandmaster who flew toward him.
Today, these faces will be the souls of the dead under my blade. I will remember them.
"This brat is extremely stupid, just like your father.”
As long as he killed the Third Prince to avenge his highness, he would lead everyone to rebel against the fatuous ruler.
He no longer had any scruples when he spoke. As for the prince, he was on his own!
The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the soul is gone, never to return.
The blade was drawn!
A silver light flashed like a silver moon.
Violent killing intent raged out from the blade.
"Swoosh!"
All 20 Grandmasters were cut in half!
The blood was blown by the north wind onto the faces of the soldiers under King Zhennan's command.
"He's dead! He was dead! All 20 Grandmasters are dead!"
Killing 20 Zongshi realm masters with a single strike? Was this the power of a Zongshi realm pinnacle expert?
A certain young man in the army suddenly shouted.
"It's a martial grandmaster! He was a martial grandmaster! Run!"
When the others heard this, they were so frightened that they immediately turned their horses around and wanted to run.
It was true that they had avenged his highness, and it was true that they had served his highness.
However, it was not to the point where he had to do it despite knowing that it was impossible and sacrifice his life for nothing.
The Third Prince did not make a move. They were just a group of deserters. It was not worth it for him to make a move.
Although he wouldn't stop just because a martial grandmaster didn't directly participate in the war, he couldn't kill too many people and ruin his reputation.
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King Zhennan's former subordinates were preparing to escape when they realized that other than the direction of the city gate, there were ambushes on three sides.
It was over!
It was over!
He had just seen the martial grandmaster attack with his own eyes, and now he was surrounded.
Everyone had long lost their fighting spirit. One by one, they abandoned their spears and armor and surrendered.
Two days later, the matter of refusing Beicheng was settled.
The Barbarians had suffered a great loss from the previous battle, not to mention that the Third Prince had already advanced to the Great Grandmaster realm.
Now, even the Barbarian King was hoping that he would not find trouble with him, let alone invade him.
Zhennan King's old subordinates had all surrendered and were all under his control.
The Third Prince led his troops directly. Today, they would enter the heart of the Li Dynasty and point their swords at the capital.
At this moment, Crimson King had already led his troops to guard Yanmen Pass.
If he wanted to go deep into the hinterland of Dali to show his strength, Yanmen Pass was unavoidable!
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