The Emperor is Above

Chapter 229 I am afraid that the ministers in the court are getting old and their eyes are dim
"vomit--"

The terrible vomiting sound was as if the heart and lungs were vomited out.

Even if the two black-armored riders immediately carried Xing Boyun away, he would not be able to recover quickly.

"If the prince had fought in the battlefield with real swords and guns, instead of simply taking credit under the tight protection of the Black Armor Cavalry, how could he have made it through the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood and the piles of dead bodies, how could he be like this now?"

Qing Yi first sneered at Tai Shu Bing Xin, Liang Qiu Ju Zhong, and Bai Ze, then looked at the pale-faced Xing Boyun, and waved behind him with mockery in his eyes,

"Daniu, Muyi, since the prince can't stand the stench of tens of thousands of wild folk heads, you should bring the captured wild folk totem warrior heads to him for inspection, so that you won't have an excuse in the future to say that you didn't check them thoroughly."

"Okay, Master. I'll make sure the prince can see it clearly."

Da Niu patted his chest in a muffled voice and walked towards the pile of wooden boxes with Mu Yi and dozens of private soldiers. The heads of totem warriors alone did not require several boxes to hold.

Taishu Bingxin said with a look of reluctance in his eyes: "Sir Guqiu Yi, it is not a good idea to do this. After all, the Crown Prince is the eldest son of the monarch, and his mother is the sister of Shangqing Zhonghang Huan. He has been pampered since childhood, wearing fine clothes and eating delicious food. It is inevitable that he can't stand the smell."

Liang Qiu Juzhong stroked his beard and said thoughtfully, "I think it's a good thing to let the prince suffer a little. In recent years, the prince's temperament has really not been tempered. If he really becomes the crown prince, it may not be a good thing."

Bai Ze said bluntly, "Commander Liang Qiu is right. In his early years, the prince was busy with government affairs, so he relied on Shangqing Zhonghang Huan and developed the bad habit of bossing people around. It's a good thing for Brother Yi to torment him a little, so that he doesn't think that everything in the world revolves around him."

During the argument between the three, Qing Yi walked to Xing Boyun in a dashing manner, looked at the Xinghou Prince who was still vomiting, and said slowly: "Your Highness just saw it, there are 118 wooden boxes in total, each containing nearly 300 heads of barbarians.

Since the prince cannot stand the stench of the heads of the barbarians, you can let your soldiers check them for you. I will have the beheaded totem warriors and the bodies of the strong men from the Black Wind Tribe and the Ghost Witch Tribe displayed separately for the prince to see. "

Before he finished speaking, he heard Daniu yelling, "Master, master, we have brought your head here, where should we put it?"

Qing Yi couldn't help but look black. This fool, Daniu, would do something that made people laugh and cry from time to time. He immediately pointed to a place more than ten feet away and said unhappily, "Put it there. Don't put it too close. Remember to open the box."

"vomit--"

Following the stench that came out the moment the box was opened, Xing Boyun began to vomit again.

However, he was unwilling to admit defeat in front of Qing Yi. He vomited continuously while staring at the open wooden box, trying to find any clues.

However, to his disappointment, several wooden boxes were opened one after another, and they were filled with hideous heads of savages. Each head had a totem tattoo unique to the savage totem warriors.

Qing Yi glanced at Xing Boyun, who was vomiting bitter bile, and sneered: "These four wooden boxes contain more than 1,100 heads of primary totem warriors.

Look, the wooden box next to it is full of intermediate totem warriors. Prince, you should get closer and observe them carefully to avoid missing anything! "

"vomit--"

Xing Boyun just took a look and turned around and vomited continuously.

Qing Yi seemed not to notice any of this and pointed at the last two wooden boxes that Daniu had opened.

He said in a mocking tone: "Inside the wooden box on the left are the bodies of more than 30 high-level totem warriors. I am afraid that the officials in the court are too old and dim to distinguish the difference between high-level totem warriors and primary totem warriors.

The slightly smaller box on the right contains the corpse of the Ghost Witch Tribe's Upper Wu Wu Xiang and the Ghost Witch Tribe's Mandrill Beast Soul Warrior. I believe that the prince should be familiar with the Ghost Witch Tribe's totem tattoos."

At this time, Xing Boyun no longer had any doubts about Qing Yi's military achievements. His face, pale from vomiting, was filled with shock. He had not expected that Qing Yi not only did not brag, but also omitted a lot of the results he announced to the public. Just by seeing so many heads of barbarians, one could imagine how tragic the battle in Guqiu was at that time.

Qing Yi still did not give up. He first signaled Daniu and Mu Yi to put the wooden boxes back and cover them with straw to prevent rain and snow. Then he said in a mocking tone:
“These are the only military merits that can be shown to the prince. If you want to see the third-grade coiled snake of the Black Wind Tribe’s Coiled Snake Master, I can only show you the snake bones.

As for the Ghost King's Dharmakaya, it was killed in the battle and turned into ashes, and the Cat Ghost God's Divine Servant was also devoured by the tree spirit. I was too lazy to report it as military merit. Could it be that the prince still wants to use this as a false report of military merit to impeach me?"

"puff--"

This time, Xing Boyun was no longer vomiting bitterness, but blood.

He looked up to the sky with anger in his eyes and shouted: "Uncle, didn't you swear that I am the strongest among the young generation in the country? Why is this happening?"

"Huh? Since when did a 20-year-old sixth-rank upper-armor soldier become the strongest among the young generation in the country?" Qing Yi's face was filled with astonishment. This was what he thought from the bottom of his heart. "Brother Gongsun, tell the prince how old you are and what your strength is."

Gongsun Wu stood out with a cold face, looked at Xing Boyun expressionlessly, and then said slowly: "I am Gongsun Wu, the chief of Guqiu Fengtu Family. I am seventeen years old this year, and I only have the strength of a sixth-rank upper-armored soldier. I am far inferior to the heroes of the capital."

"Seventeen-year-old sixth-rank senior soldier?"

Taishu Bingxin's eyes widened immediately, then he smiled bitterly and said, "The Crown Prince was promoted to the sixth-rank upper-armor soldier at the age of eighteen. It was right to say that he was the strongest among the younger generation at that time. I didn't expect that in just two years, there would be talented people emerging from generation to generation, and the old would be replaced by the new."

Liangqiu Juzhong was even more blatant in his attempt to poach someone, saying, "Sergeant Guqiu Yi, such a talented person is wasted as just being a house steward. Why not let him join my Black Armor Cavalry? I dare say he will at least be a third-rank warrior in the future. In twenty years, my position as the leader of the Black Armor Cavalry will be yours."

Faced with such an attractive offer, Gongsun Wu said expressionlessly, "I am a fugitive from the Wei Kingdom. I was rejected many times by the Third Division and the City Guards the year before last and last year. Now I am doing well to serve under the Lord."

"What a pity!"

Liang Qiu Juzhong cursed in his heart the Sima and the captain who were in charge of recruiting new soldiers for the Third Division and the City Guard, for missing out on such a great talent.

"puff--"

When Xing Boyun heard this, he couldn't help but spit out blood again. He didn't expect that not only Qing Yi was stronger than him, but even the steward under his command was better than him, the eldest son of Xing Hou.

"The prince has fainted!"

As the two Black Armored Cavalrymen who were carrying the sedan chair exclaimed, everyone shook their heads helplessly. Fortunately, the Black Armored Cavalrymen had excellent elixirs to heal their wounds, so they were not afraid that he would vomit blood and die.

"cry--"

"Chirp—"

At this time, there were several cries of eagles and falcons from the distant sky. After hovering for a while, several eagle guards fell far behind the army that was repairing.

Soon, two Flying Eagle Guards hurriedly changed to war horses and said anxiously, "Captain Bai Ze, it's not good. The barbarians from all tribes in Jiming Lake are fleeing in large numbers."

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