Chapter 898 898 King, thousands of troops are nothing
The princes of Beichen all thought that he was optimistic about Xiao Jiu'an as his successor, and he did not hesitate to express his admiration for Xiao Jiu'an on various occasions, but only he knew that he did not want Xiao Jiu'an to become the emperor of Beichen.
Of course, if all his sons were defeated by Xiao Jiu'an in the end, and if all his Yanbei warriors were defeated by Xiao Jiu'an, he would not mind letting Xiao Jiu'an become the emperor of Beichen.
Beichen really needs a powerful emperor.
Emperor Beichen was very satisfied when he saw the ministers below him ignited their fighting spirit again because of his words and directed their anger at Xiao Jiu'an.
He needs to create a Beichen for Xiao Jiuan... who is hostile to him before he comes.
He wanted to see if Xiao Jiuan could escape unscathed under such circumstances...
Time and time again, Emperor Beichen successfully aroused the hatred of the ministers of the dynasty towards Xiao Jiu'an, and also aroused his son's guard against Xiao Jiu'an. Seeing that the heat was almost over, Emperor Beichen decisively stopped and asked someone to send a message to the prince: Your princess,
In Beichen!
The seven words were passed directly to the prince's hand. Looking at the handwriting on it, the prince knew who the person who sent him the news was.
This was most likely a trap, but even so the prince decided to jump...
In fact, even if the man didn't send him a message, he was still prepared to join Beichen.
He made an agreement with Ji Yunkai that if he got separated, he would meet up directly in Beichen and he would definitely find him.
"Go to Beichen." The prince took off his blood-stained war cannon, put away his bloody heavy sword, put on his luxurious brocade clothes, took out Tianqi's credentials, and with full momentum, he brought his ten thousand powerful Yan Yan
The Northern Army fought to the border between Beichen and Tianqi.
To be honest, if they had not known in advance that the prince was sent as an envoy to Beichen, or had not known that the prince had arrived at the border, the generals at the border of Beichen would have thought that the prince was here to cause trouble.
"Yan, King Yanbei..." Rao was like this. It was their first official meeting. The civil servants at the Beichen border who were responsible for receiving the prince were also frightened by the prince.
The awe-inspiring aura of King Yanbei was so terrifying that most people could not stand in front of him.
"I want to enter Beichen, let me go." As soon as the prince raised his hand, the deputy general handed Tianqi's credentials to the officials in Beichen.
The official from Beichen took the letter of credence and stared at it with his eyes fixed on it. Even when he spoke, he did not move away for fear of meeting the prince's eyes. "The King of Yanbei came with the friendship of Tianqi. I, Beichen, welcome you with all my heart.
It's just that you, my lord, can enter Beichen, but the soldiers behind you cannot."
"No? You told me that you can't? What will you do if I insist on taking them into Beichen?" The prince knows better than anyone what kind of place Beichen is.
He is not afraid of anyone in Beichen, but he has no time to play with these clowns. He brought ten thousand Yanbei troops with him just to scare those fools who were ready to make a move, lest any messy things get in front of him.
"This, this... Please don't make it difficult for King Yanbei to accept the official position. Since ancient times, there has been no precedent for envoys to bring thousands of troops with them when they go on missions. King Yanbei, you are on a mission, not a war, so you are bringing so many people with you...
...It’s really inappropriate.” Beichen’s official’s legs were trembling, as if he was about to kneel down at any moment.
"Is it appropriate for me to give you a stick of incense to think about? After one stick of incense, I will enter Beichen." The prince glanced at the Beichen army guarding not far away, and did not pay attention to those people.
Today was Beichen's warning to him, and it was also a lesson he taught Beichen.
He will let the people of Beichen understand the price of saying no to Xiao Jiuan... =
"King Yanbei, please think twice..." Beichen's official trembled and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Is the King of Yanbei crazy? He only brought 10,000 people, but their troops stationed at the border were 100,000. King Yanbei really wanted to start a fight?
"You Beichen people will never learn well. You will have to be beaten by me before you will give way." The prince did not take the Beichen official's words seriously at all. He glanced at the incense that was about to be burned and said, "One stick of incense."
When the time comes, you must have made your decision. In this case... I will teach you a lesson!"
After saying this, the prince lowered his right hand, and Yan Beijun stood behind the prince holding a heavy sword glowing with blood.
Before Beichen's officials could figure out what the prince was going to do, they saw the prince lift the heavy sword easily, and then...
Fight all the way forward!
Anyone who blocked the way of the prince was strangled by the prince's sword, and those people seemed to be immobilized and did not know how to resist. In other words, they had no power to resist in front of the prince...
"Puff...Puff..." The sound of a sword cutting through flesh could be heard in my ears. The prince's movements were obviously not very fast. Beichen's officials could even clearly see the prince's murderous movements, but they could not stop anything.
Everything seemed to be in a dream, they were just like bystanders, standing by and watching the brutal killings that appeared in the "dream", unable to do anything...
"No!" When the prince walked through hundreds of people and came to the general leading Beichen, and in front of all of them, he killed the general with a sword, Beichen's officials finally came to their senses.
One by one, they shouted and asked people to stop the prince, but... it was too late!
The leading general had fallen off his horse, and his head flew dozens of meters away.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, in the midst of thousands of troops, he took the head of the enemy leader. The prince did it!
Not only did he do it, but the prince fought all the way without even a drop of blood on his body.
After killing the person, the prince did not even leave. He stood there, took out a clean handkerchief, and wiped the blood off the heavy sword: "My princess cannot smell the smell of blood."
The Beichen soldiers who surrounded the prince couldn't help but feel weak when they saw the Yan Bei army standing in the middle of the enemy with an unchanging expression...
Is this a human being?
Is this really a human being?
Why didn't they dare to move even though he didn't do anything?
Why do their scalps go numb and their legs tremble just by looking at his movements and listening to his slow and gorgeous tone?
The prince wiped the blood off the heavy sword, threw down the blood-stained handkerchief, and walked back with the heavy sword in hand, completely ignoring the people standing in front of him.
The Beichen soldiers who surrounded the prince wanted to raise their spears and stab King Yan Bei, but...
They don't dare!
Not only did they not dare, but every time the prince took a step forward, they took a step back, all the way back. Seeing that they were about to retreat to the Apocalypse situation, with no way to retreat, Beichen's soldiers immediately retreated to both sides to make way for the prince.
The prince who walked among Beichen soldiers was like an emperor patrolling the territory. He didn't even look at the people on both sides along the way. He was extremely arrogant but so natural.
Seeing the prince walking all the way, Yan Beijun's blood was boiling, and the admiration in his eyes seemed to overflow.
When the prince walked out from among Beichen's soldiers and stepped onto Tianqi's territory, Yan Beijun could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. As if he had rehearsed it in advance, he knelt down in an orderly manner with a swish sound... (