Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 252: Total Annihilation, This Prince is Too Fierce

"Boom—"

The Blood Blade swung down, turning hundreds of Western Region cavalry into lifeless corpses.

Sisi'an narrowly escaped disaster, her face pale with fright. Even though she possessed a precious treasure, she knew that she was a realm lower than Jiang Yuqing. However, having witnessed the consequences of underestimating Jing Lüji, she dared not retaliate.

On the other side, Jing Lüji, who was still in a daze, had been protected by her guards and managed to escape.

Suddenly, they emerged from the mountain gorge, and the light brightened.

"We're out!"

The surviving Western Region cavalry rejoiced, but as they ran out of the mountain gorge with their prince and princess, they came to a halt. Trembling and terrified, they saw tens of thousands of well-organized and imposing elite soldiers from Western Qin waiting in formation. The sight of the densely packed anti-cavalry stakes, horse traps, horse restraints, and countless bows and crossbows aimed at them was enough to strike fear into their hearts.

Leading them was a female general in white armor, wielding a long sword with fluttering red tassels. Her heroic and elegant figure was marred only by her fierce gaze.

The Western Region cavalry who had stayed outside the mountain gorge suffered heavy casualties, with thousands of decapitated bodies arranged in a gruesome display. It was a chilling sight.

The front line of the Western Region cavalry hesitated for a moment. Some weaker tribes immediately kneeled and surrendered, while others panicked and turned back.

The entire mountain gorge entrance was thrown into chaos by tens of thousands of Western Region soldiers.

"Buzz—"

The massive Blood Blade suddenly condensed above the heads of the cavalry.

Compared to the hidden troops outside, this Blood Blade seemed even more terrifying and awe-inspiring.

The last line of defense in the hearts of the Western Region cavalry had been completely shattered by a series of attacks, the Blood Blade, and ambushes. They cried out in fear:

"King of Western Qin, please stop! We surrender!"

"Let's go!"

Princess Sisi'an and a group of princes and princesses simultaneously activated their "precious treasures," causing a storm of yellow sand and a fierce wind that swept several miles around.

Both the Western Qin soldiers and the surrendering Western Region soldiers couldn't keep their eyes open.

After the sandstorm finally subsided, Princess Sisi'an, Prince Jing Lüji, and a group of Western Region princes and princesses fled with only a few hundred riders through a small path.

However, the Western Qin Prince Jiang Yuqing, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, had somehow stealthily approached them from behind, and another "Blood Blade" descended upon the group.

A ferocious expression covered Princess Sisi'an's beautiful face, and her blue eyes were filled with humiliation. "Damn you, Jiang Yuqing! Will you never stop? Doesn't your blade require True Qi?"

Without waiting for a response, she ignored everyone else and dashed forward.

"Boom—"

The Blood Blade struck again, and more than half of the elite Western Region soldiers fell, instantly turning into lifeless corpses. The nine princes and princesses, along with their horses, all fell to the ground, their faces pale and dazed. This was due to the fact that their realms were too low to withstand the attack.

In the distance, Princess Sisi'an, Prince Jing Lüji, and another prince from the Kingdom of Anxi, Prince Anlu Feiying, were the only ones left. They disappeared into the fields and mountains.

Xin Zhuo finally landed on the ground and looked in astonishment at the Lunar Serenity Well before him.

【Blood God Blade Fragment, five out of ten returned to origin!】

Killing over ten thousand people, half of them returned to origin. The higher the level, the greater the power.

With just this move, no one could break it. It made him feel the same as when he had practiced the "confusing and incomprehensible dog-like swordsmanship" in the past.

"Master!"

A rider approached from afar and, upon getting closer, revealed herself to be Bai Xuanji, the slightly chubby and pretty female staff member. After a year in the army, her skin was still fair, and she still had her baby fat. However, at this moment, she was excited, her eyes shining like a good student waiting for the teacher to check her grades.

Xin Zhuo looked at the solemn and disciplined army of ten thousand in the distance and nodded. "Hmm, you've improved quickly. You already possess half of my commanding style!"

Bai Xuanji pursed her lips and smiled. "Thank you for your praise, Master!"

"Prince! Prince!"

In the distance, there was another young general in his twenties with a square face and round eyes, running towards them. When he got closer, he knelt down on one knee, his face filled with excitement: "I am General Guo Wei, Jiang Shisan, a disciple of the Jiang family branch. I have seen the Prince!" The flattery made the person being praised feel good.

Xin Zhuo helped him up and smiled: "Well done with the ambush at the top of the mountain stream. You have potential!"

"Thank you, Prince!"

Jiang Shisan felt a bit proud. The Jiang family prince never praised anyone, but this young prince was different.

...

In Xingling Mansion, twenty miles outside the city, in the general's tent.

A group of old generals sat restlessly, occasionally peering out of the tent and looking into the distance.

"This is really making me anxious!" Tuoba Kedi paced back and forth.

"What is this? What strategy, what plan? How old is the Prince? Seventeen or eighteen? When I was his age, I was still a sergeant!" Zheteng Kun slapped the armrest heavily.

"Lin Haotian, Yuchi Jun, and Jiang Gu'en, these three old men. If anything happens to the Prince under our noses, we'll cut off our faces after we die!" Zheteng Kun declared.

Yuchi Jun looked puzzled. "Why?"

Zheteng Kun shrugged. "We won't have the face to see the Prince!"

The group of old generals looked at each other in silence.

"Si Lu, Saisina, and Gou Heide, three famous generals from the Western Regions, are leading 800,000 elite troops just a hundred miles away. If anything happens here, Xingling Mansion will be lost. Whose responsibility will it be?" Jiang Gu'en, the wise and experienced one, said with a worried expression on his face.

Yuchi Shuo blinked his beautiful eyes and whispered, "Maybe the Prince really has a way? I heard Xuanji say that her teacher is truly knowledgeable in astronomy, military strategy, poetry, and everything else!"

"That's just a child's words! He's only in his teens..." Before Yuchi Jun could finish, a messenger suddenly rushed in from outside, shouting "Report" repeatedly.

All the generals in the tent stood up, some subconsciously swallowing their saliva, afraid of hearing bad news.

The tent was suddenly lifted, revealing the sturdy figure of Jiang Man'er. On her face, which rarely smiled, was a difficult smile.

"The Prince used himself as bait, charging down from Baiwu Mountain, leading the pursuers from the Western Regions into Baigou Gully. He ordered Jiang Shisan to lead 5,000 soldiers in ambush and ordered Bai Xuanji to lead 10,000 troops to encircle them from behind, annihilating 21,867 elite cavalry guards from various Western Regions countries and capturing 42,396 prisoners!"

The group of old generals first looked puzzled, then took a sharp breath. What kind of battle record was this?

Jiang Man'er continued, "According to the military law officer's statistics, the Prince personally killed more than 10,800 people!"

"He killed the Crown Prince of Gouhe Kingdom, the Princess of Baima Kingdom, and captured nine princes and princesses from Louche, Shiwei, Yinai, Jingjue, Dayue, and Wuri countries! Only the princes and princesses of Guifang, Anxi, and Gumo escaped!"

The entire tent fell silent.

After a while, Tuoba Wudi, dumbfounded, muttered, "He killed more than 10,000 people alone? Could it be false or exaggerated? Just because he is the Prince, we shouldn't casually exaggerate and become a laughingstock!"

"How dare I?" Jiang Man'er shook her head. "It is said that the Prince is a master who has crossed the seventh peak of Jiuluan Mountain. His reputation is well-known in the capital. According to the recent pigeon messages from the capital, the Prince has also single-handedly defeated the geniuses of the Martial Dao families and hidden sects in the world! It's a bit unbelievable!"

The entire tent once again immersed themselves in the description of the Prince's past.

After a while, Zheteng Kun and Lin Haotian, the three old generals, laughed and rushed out of the tent. "Truly worthy of the Jiang family prince, too powerful! He brought a great gift as soon as he arrived! The commander should laugh out loud!"

"This young prince is really too powerful," Yuchi Jun said in surprise to Jiang Gu'en, the old general. "Old Jiang, didn't you notice before? Why didn't you give us a heads up?"

"I've never seen him before! I don't even know what he looks like," Jiang Gu'en laughed. "Let's go and welcome him!"

Yuchi Jun gave a signal to his daughter. "Send someone into the city to report the great victory and bring good news to the Third Lord! The Prince has arrived!"

"Yes!"

Yuchi Shuo's mouth curved into a smile as he quickly left the tent, his steps a little lighter.

(End of this chapter)