I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 418: Dragon City has not been closed for ten days! Welcome the King's Master!
The Yong people came and then left.

No killing, no looting.

Coming and going in a hurry, it seems as if we were just visiting here for a visit.

Not to mention that the barbarians in the city were a little confused.

The barbarian slaves who were driven into the city but then left behind were also confused.

The two sides spent a few days in confusion and everything was peaceful.

However, as the incomplete bodies on the city walls were carried down one by one, some changes took place quietly.

Especially those barbarian slaves.

Their tribe was destroyed and they became war slaves of the Yong people.

They have managed to survive the slaughter of the Yong people with great difficulty, and every member of their tribe is invaluable.

Because this is their last flesh and blood.

But the previous battle killed so many people at once.

How can they not feel pain and hatred?

But they did not dare to hate the Yong people who drove them to attack the city, and only dared to look at these people in the city with hatred.

It's them!
They were the ones who killed their people!
If these damn guys hadn't fought back desperately, how could their people have died?

……

Many ordinary tribesmen who were accustomed to the comfortable life in Longcheng were ultimately unable to escape the fate of being slaughtered and looted.

But perhaps they never thought until their death that it was not the Yong people who brought this disaster upon them.

But their fellow tribesmen.

Looking at the ferocious faces that broke into their homes, some people shouted and asked why.

But all they got in response were those sharp scimitars and...the heart-wrenching cries and struggles of their wives and daughters.

Chaos!

Almost overnight, everything fell apart!

The barbarian slave armies that had lost control scattered into the city in twos and threes like locusts.

The killing and blood spread to the entire Dragon City.

Yes!

The entire Dragon City!

Including the noble mansions that extend in sequence around the core of Dragon City.

"Kill! Kill those bastards! Avenge our people!"

The army of barbarian slaves, already blood-thirsty, roared at the noble mansion in front of them.

Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner.

If it weren't for these damn nobles giving the orders, how could the battle to break the city have been so brutal?

How could their people suffer such heavy casualties!
At this moment, they forgot the power and dignity of these generations of noble races.

All that was left was a boiling blood boil, which had washed away all reason.

It was not until they actually broke into a nobleman's mansion, slaughtered everyone in it, and looted countless treasures that they suddenly woke up and realized what they had done.

They killed these noble descendants who were once high and mighty!

Then he stepped on the heads of these naturally noble species!
crazy! It's crazy!
They originally just wanted to vent their anger on the defenders and ordinary tribesmen in the city, but finally they felt fear and terror.

But when this fear accumulated to the extreme, it suddenly turned into even more extreme madness.

"Killing one is killing! Killing a hundred is also killing!"

'Kill! Kill!'

Looking at the dead heads with their eyes open at their feet, they suddenly realized that these so-called born nobles were not as scary as they had imagined.

Realizing this, countless figures holding bloody scimitars laughed wildly.

Then he continued to rush towards the next noble mansion.

……

For ten consecutive days, the entire Dragon City was filled with the wailing of blood and tears.

This is the case for ordinary tribesmen.

The same is true for the noble families who once enjoyed high status.

Even though they have organized their forces and launched counterattacks many times.

But in this chaotic situation, their counterattack ultimately failed.

What is even more terrifying is that as their repeated counterattacks failed, the sources of chaos in the city not only did not decrease, but increased instead.

Even the defenders in the city, who were supposed to stop all this, joined in at some point.

It has become a new source of unrest.

"Quick! Go to the palace and look for His Royal Highness Prince Zuoxian!"

"Let him come forward to quell this unrest!"

The nobles who remained in the city cried out in pain.

All the powerful men in power in the clan were taken away by that damned Champion Marquis. They were not strong enough and were powerless.

We can only place our hopes on King Zuo Xian.

But what made them despair was that the slaves who were sent to the palace soon came back to report.

"Aguda's dog slave said that His Highness has caught a cold and is not feeling well, so he cannot show up."

"Let us decide for ourselves!"

Damn!

A powerful being in the sixth realm occasionally catches a cold?

Is this a trick?

But Zuo Xian Wang is still Zuo Xian Wang after all.

If the powerful people in power in their tribe were here, they could still use some intimidation.

But how can the remaining people of them force His Highness to come out?

"How about...let's make peace with those rebels!"

Finally someone couldn't help but sigh.

In the eyes of these royal nobles, even if the rebels did not defect to the Yong people, they were never taken seriously.

It would be a great shame to ask them to make peace with those "country bumpkins" outside the royal court.

But if we don't ask for peace, the situation will continue to be chaotic.

What have been breached now are only the mansions of the outer nobles who lack sufficient foundation.

What will they do when it really affects their family?
But just as they suppressed the shame in their hearts and sent people to seek peace with those country folk in an effort to stop this chaos, the answer they received made them feel completely depressed.

"Longcheng is too small to accommodate so many generations of nobles."

This one sentence alone is enough to reveal everything.

Including the cruel truth of this chaos.

It turns out all this bullshit hatred is fake.

What those damned rebels really wanted to do was to purge these former nobles from the royal court.

And then - replace it!
Damn!

"How dare they!"

Some people laughed out of anger.

But then someone asked helplessly.

"Why wouldn't they dare?"

There are Yong people behind them!
There is the Great Yong Champion Marquis!

Even from the current situation, isn't the purpose of the Champion Marquis taking away all the powerful people in their clan just to create opportunities for them?
In an instant, all the nobles present felt as if they were submerged in icy water.

Everyone felt a bone-chilling chill.

"What should we do now?"

How to do?
no one knows.

Because there are only two paths before them at this moment.

One is to wait for death.

The other is to fight those rebels.

……

In a mansion somewhere on the other side.

Those barbarian slaves who were regarded as rebels could not help but sigh while playing with the exquisite wine cups in their hands.

"Speaking of which, if it weren't for that champion marquis, we poor people wouldn't be qualified to enjoy these things."

No wonder those nobles in the royal court look down on people like us.

The wealth and luxury of Dragon City were something that these country bumpkins from various tribes were lucky enough to see only when they met the Khan.

How can we be qualified to enjoy it on weekdays?
But they never thought that this disaster of genocide would turn out to be a blessing in disguise.

The idea of ​​fate is really wonderful, beyond words!

Tsk tsk tsk——

But as he said this, he was scolded by another person in the hall.

"You should call me master!"

A hint of arrogance flashed across the eyes of the person who spoke, but it was eventually replaced by fear, and he nodded in agreement.

Then he glanced at everyone and said.

"What to do next?"

"Should we take this opportunity to eradicate all those insects?"

When everyone heard this, they looked hesitant and did not speak directly.

There is no doubt that the situation has evolved to this point.

Those former nobles who had enjoyed all the wealth and glory in Longcheng would never surrender themselves to being slaughtered.

If you continue, you will risk your life.

What they have to consider now is whether to stop or seize this opportunity at all costs.

Indeed, the power of the nobles in the city today is nothing to be feared.

But the problem is that the powerful people in power among the noble races were just taken away by their masters, not dead.

Once things are done too drastically, when those powerful nobles return, it will be difficult to end well.

After a dead silence, someone suddenly slammed the table and said, "Just do it!"

"We have the master's support! What are we afraid of?"

They are servants and war slaves of their masters.

It's the owner's dog.

Although it sounds a bit shameful, in a sense, compared with those noble and powerful people in power, these dog slaves are obviously closer, aren't they?
By then, even if those nobles in power want to take revenge, they will have nothing to fear as they have the protection of their master!
After hearing this, everyone in the hall thought for a while and suddenly felt that it made sense.

So after exchanging glances for a while, they finally made up their minds.

"Done!"

As long as they can wipe out all those noble families, they will be the new nobles of Dragon City!

With such huge benefits, why not give it a try?
As soon as the decision was made here, the situation in the city changed immediately.

After just half a day, the chaotic troops that were originally scattered in the city quickly gathered together and concentrated their forces to advance towards the area where the core nobles in the city were located.

As a result, the already precarious situation of the nobles in the city collapsed in an instant.

The mansions of the nobles that had existed in Longcheng since the day it was founded were attacked, their members were slaughtered, and their property was looted.

After escaping death, the few remaining people continued to retreat towards the palace.

Forced into a corner, the few remaining strong men from the noble families finally had to fight to the death.

But compared with those rebels, their power is too weak.

On that day, the void above Dragon City shook, with roars and wails continuing.

Corpses fell from time to time.

The blood dyed the sky red, like a sunset glow.

Lost!

They were defeated in the end.

The country folk outside Longcheng twisted the heads of these once noble people and declared their victory.

The remaining nobles who had been forced outside the palace looked up at this despairing scene.

Some people knelt on the ground in fear and begged for mercy.

Some people cried bitterly and prayed to Eternal Heaven to save them.

But compared with those ordinary barbarians, they are ultimately less brave.

Or perhaps, the brave and courageous young disciple of the noble family had already died in the previous bloody battle.

All in all, there are some who are able to stand up and risk their lives at this moment.

But there are only a handful of them.

Just when they fell into complete despair, a cold snort suddenly came from the void.

"Your Majesty has given orders!"

"From now on, anyone in the city who dares to use the army will be killed!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole city fell into silence.

However, those remaining members of the Wang Tinggui clan remained stiff for a while, and then they cried out loudly as if they had suffered a great injustice.

"God of immortality!"

"It's the Lord who has returned!"

"We are willing to serve you as our Lord and be your servants!"

"Sir! Save me! Save me!"

This cry and shout spread from the heart of Dragon City to the entire city.

All the Wuhuan people who survived this bloody disaster felt as if a bone in their heart had broken.

But they were completely unaware.

It’s been ten days!
Those damn beasts killed people in the city for ten whole days!
The sword has never been put down!

On the contrary, the Yong people, who should have slaughtered them, did not harm them at all.

Compare the two.

At this moment, the Wuhuan people in Longcheng actually developed a feeling of closeness and gratitude towards the terrible Yong people who destroyed their Wuhuan tribe.

So when those black-armored cavalrymen came rushing from afar with heavy horse hooves, countless surviving Wuhuan people knelt down with tears streaming down their faces on the streets covered with frozen blood and body parts.

Some of the Wuhuan people who understood Yong language shouted even louder.

"Welcome the Royal Master back to the city!"

Shouting, laughing, and crying at the same time.

It was called crying of joy.

The iron hooves stepped past with a roar like thunder.

Drive straight ahead.

Then, like a tide, they poured into the long streets one by one.

Anyone holding a weapon will be faced with a terrifying sword force falling down upon them.

Anyone who rashly relies on military force will die!
The chaotic soldiers who were finally awakened instantly dropped the blood-stained weapons in their hands, their knees went weak, and they knocked their heads hard to the ground.

Ding-ding-ding-ding——

For a moment, the entire Dragon City was filled with the rumbling sounds of horses' hooves and the crisp sounds of weapons falling.

Just like that, he ran all the way, swinging his sword all the way.

The black-armored cavalry at the vanguard rushed to the front of the palace in a blink of an eye.

The leading general, General Yong, looked up into the void.

There is no doubt that the group of barbarian slaves who were about to completely exterminate all the nobles of the royal court all looked unhappy.

A hint of mockery flashed across General Yong's eyes beneath his ferocious mask.

Then he raised his hand and stabbed with a knife.

Apart from the fact that one of the idiots forgot to throw the blade, the most important thing is - how can a dog look down on his owner from a high position?

Really looking for death!

The huge head rolled into the void.

The remaining barbarian slaves were awakened at this point and instantly descended from the void.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard General Yong's cold voice.

"Kneel down."

Just two simple words were uttered, without revealing any trace of aura.

But to the ears of those powerful barbarian slaves, it was like a mountain pressing down on their shoulders.

Their knees went weak and they all knelt down on the ground obediently.

Quietly waiting for the figure with the alien dragon horse on his back to slowly walk towards him.

"Owner."

The black horse's four hooves, which were glowing with fire, stopped in front of a group of powerful barbarian slaves.

The terrifying burning breath from the nostrils distorted the void.

They were burned as if they were in hell.

Han Shao lowered his eyes condescendingly and chuckled.

"Did I tell you to bite people randomly?"

Upon hearing this, the group of powerful barbarian slaves instantly stiffened.

From the beginning to the end, Han Shao just left them in Longcheng and took away all the powerful people in power of Wang Tinggui.

No orders were issued to them.

Everything is just the result of their own speculation.

So they could only kowtow and apologize.

Han Shao looked at them for a while and then asked.

"Whose idea was it?"

A group of powerful barbarian slaves bowed their heads and dared not speak, seeming to be hesitating and struggling.

In the end, a rather young figure gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

"Master, it was my idea! It had nothing to do with them!"

Han Shao squinted his eyes, looked at him and smiled.

"It's still a bit responsible."

"What is your name?"

Hearing Han Shao's words, the young slave's eyes flashed with ecstasy as he looked towards the cold ground.

He made the right bet!

Then he said loudly.

"Reply to the master! Dogs on the prairie have no names!"

"Please give me a name, Master!"

Han Shao shook his head and laughed.

"Giving a name is a reward after making meritorious service."

"Do you think you have any merit?"

Upon hearing this, the young slave's breathing stagnated and he didn't know how to respond.

But at this time, Han Shao simply ignored him.

He turned and looked at the group of Wang Tinggui people who had returned with him.

"I was careless and let my dog ​​bite someone."

"You tell me...what should I do?"

Han Shaoyan smiled and spoke sincerely.

"How about I kill the dog to make amends for your crime?"

As soon as the words fell, the group of barbarian slaves felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave, their faces turning pale.

When the returning Wang Tinggui clan heard this, their faces turned stiff.

Kill, they definitely want to kill.

The blood and shame of the tribe can only be washed away with blood.

But who dares to ask this prince to kill the dog and make amends?
To die?
……

(End of this chapter)