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The little prince thought for a moment, "Ha Da, please give me some time."

The advisor stopped talking and closed his eyes.

Ten years ago, he was already a dead man. No matter what decision the little prince made, he would support him.

"Hada, I've decided. This prince will definitely take revenge."

He turned around and called over his personal guards who had been following him for many years. He said in Turkic, "I … I need you to die for me. In exchange for my life, will you be willing?"

After a while, the crippled guard stood up and said, "Your subordinate is willing, but little prince, I hope that you can take good care of my wife and son after you return."

Then, he walked in front of the advisor, speaking in Liang Country's standard language, "Sir, please do not take offense to heart for what we did just now. Thank you for taking care of the little prince."

After he finished speaking, he bowed to the advisor.

The advisor nodded. He didn't take what happened just now to heart.

One by one, the Turkic horsemen stepped out from the crowd, and after expressing their willingness to sacrifice to the little prince, they all walked up to the advisor and bowed.

As the saying went, "A cup of wine to avenge our grudges."

What's more was that when he paid his respects, the advisor was actually a little touched. As someone in a higher position, who wouldn't wish to have a group of subordinates willing to work hard for him?

"Thank you everyone. I will take care of your wives and children." The little prince bowed to the group of people in front of him.

The advisor sighed in his heart, after this matter, the little prince had most likely truly grown up, and could only hope that the little prince wouldn't kill too many people.

Forget it, forget it. The advisor shook his head.

The little prince took off his clothes and gave it to the lame soldier, then solemnly said, "Thank you."

The lame soldier put his hand to his chest, bent low, his eyes steady. As a personal guard, he died for the little prince.

After a while, two people and a horse were left in the swamp, while the rest of the group rode their horses towards the valley.

The little prince stood on the spot, looking at the direction they left in. He forcefully suppressed the sadness in his heart, because he had to escape.

"..."

Van den, who was standing guard at the entrance of the valley, felt very bored. He had waited for a long time, the scenery here was pretty beautiful, but he wasn't here to sightsee.

He was now beginning to suspect the young city lord's scheme. For such a long time, not even a bird could be seen, let alone a human. Just as he was thinking about this, the sound of rapid and heavy horse hooves came from the valley.

This was different from the war horses of the beam. The horse of the beam was slightly smaller, and the armor it wore was also a bit lighter. The Turkic war horses galloped, their steps heavy.

When Fan Deng heard the sound of hooves, he knew that they were coming to life. "Brothers, keep your spirits up. Maybe it's a big fish."

When the generals, who were about to fall asleep, heard this, they immediately got full of energy, raised their swords and shields, and stood up. It's been a long time since I've fought with these bastards. It's really exciting to think about it.

In the valley, dust was flying everywhere. A Turkic with the appearance of a leader was surrounded by dozens of cavalrymen. Although Van den had the intention of beating them to death, the winner is the king and the loser is the thief.

As a veteran of years of dealing with Turkic cavalry, Van den could tell at a glance that the protected leader of the Turkic army was no ordinary Turkic, and that his clothing was the exclusive preserve of the Turkic royal family.

Because as for the rest of the Turkic civilians, no matter how much contribution he made, he was not qualified to wear the accoutrements of a royal clan.

When Fan Deng thought of this, it seemed that this was the Prince of Turkic that the young city lord had spoken of, "Brothers, shake him off."

The surrounding soldiers quickly rode their horses. Although it was a bit bullying, it was their fault that they were dogs. If they didn't want to beat them up, they would have to.

There was no suspense at all. When the two sides met, they would easily destroy each other, but Fan Deng did not kill them. After all, the young lord of the city, Li Jin, needed an explanation.

The tens of Turkic cavalry properly resisted for a while, then stopped struggling. They still wanted to delay the little prince a little longer, but Fan Deng didn't notice anything unusual.

Since even the leader had been caught, Fan Deng was in no mood to wait for a few more hours for the remaining fish to fall into his trap. So he led the troops, and escorted the dozens of cavalry soldiers back to Gargle City with high aspirations. This was a huge contribution. Who knows? If the young city lord is happy, then his matter will be settled.

At this moment, in the swamp, the advisor was calculating the time, "It's about time, little prince let's go."

"Alright."

The two of them rode their horses through the valley, and sure enough, there was no one there.

Outside of the valley, the little prince dismounted from his horse and bowed towards the distant Gale City, "My Turkic sons, this prince will be bringing you home."

He mounted his horse and kicked up a cloud of dust.

The advisor watched from the side and felt that this was not bad.

"..."

By the time City Lord Li brought the camped cavalrymen to Whistling Wind City, corpses were strewn all over the place. Blood was flowing like a river, but this was all that was left.

A few blind Turkic cavalry soldiers rushed towards them. Without waiting for City Lord Li's orders, the horsemen beside them swarmed over. Their thirst had long been unbearable, and since they had come to their doorsteps, they wouldn't be polite.

A few of the Turkic cavalry soldiers were turned into sieves before they even reached the front of their horses. Before they died, they thought, it's not easy to bully this Windy City.

City Lord Li rode his horse and said to Old He, "I'm afraid this kid's tail is about to rise to the sky."

"General, those who are capable call themselves arrogant."

"Almost, about the same. Let's go take a look."

The remaining Turkic cavalry wanted to resist, but they only saw a group of people approaching from behind.

Well, the devil is back.

Some of the Turkic cavalry couldn't bear the pressure and immediately threw their weapons on the ground, kneeling and begging for mercy.

The cavalryman behind City Lord Li had finished him off with a single spear strike.

Mayor Li didn't even spare him a glance. It was best if this kind of trash died cleanly.

Old Cow and the rest entered the army and saw another man on horseback.

His eyes were already bloodshot from killing. He raised his weapon and was about to rush out to engage in a brawl.

He saw City Lord Li looking at everyone with an imposing gaze.

The old cow quivered for a moment and was about to head back to the city with the gun in his hand, muttering, "Old Black, the weather today is pretty good!"

Old Black did not react. Wasn't this going to be a melee fight? Why did he say that to me out of no reason?

"The weather should be good, right?" A moment later, Laohei understood.

After entering the army, all of the soldiers carried their weapons as they walked towards the city in a daze.

"What are these bastards doing, is this general so scary?" "Old He."

Old He smiled and nodded.

"Forget it, let's enter the city and take a look." City Lord Li led the troops that had already set up camp behind him.

"Little Cow, get lost! Don't block my way!" City Lord Li roared.

The old cow quickly fawned and motioned for the other soldiers to get out of the way.

"Why are you so afraid of this general? It's not like I'm going to eat you." City Lord Li could not help but bitterly smile when he saw the crowd quickly move away.

Everyone in the army rolled their eyes. "Why are you afraid of me? Don't you have a strong point in your heart?"

Looking at the piles of corpses piled high in the city, Mayor Li felt a sense of dread and trepidation. Although he had expected this to happen, he hadn't expected that a new army that hadn't even been built half a year ago would have such explosive power.

"Who is the first general that joined the extermination army?" City Lord Li asked with a smile.

The old cow braced himself and stepped forward. "General, it's me, Xiao Niu."

"I didn't call you. Get lost and stand on the side. Who usually trains you?"

Old Ox felt wronged in his heart. 'I'll endure, I'll endure, but that won't do … You're the boss, you're the boss!'

Everyone looked at Lao Hei. Lao Hei could only blush and say to Great City Lord Li, "General, it's me, Xiao Hei."

"Any duties in the army." City Lord Li continued to ask.

"General, I will temporarily be the deputy general chief."

"That's right, don't be like Xiao Niu, you are worthy of being a soldier brought by this general. Do well, Li Jin will not mistreat you guys."

Old Ox couldn't help but roll his eyes. No matter how hard he tried to lie down, he would still get shot.

Laohei's face was flushed. "Thank you, General. I will not hesitate to go through fire and water for the rest of my life with Young Master's trust."

City Lord Li nodded his head in satisfaction. What he liked most were these kinds of soldiers. They were obedient and meticulous in their actions.

"Xiao Niu, where is your young master?" City Lord Li asked in confusion.

"Reporting to General, Young Master should be sleeping in the Wash Garden right now." The old cow replied, trembling.

"Seriously, this brat is actually sleeping, even though we've been working so hard outside." City Lord Li said angrily.

"As a renowned scholar, there is an ancient character like Zhang Liangxiao. How could he be so tactful? Today, he has entered the fray and destroyed the enemy with just a flick of his fingers." Old He exclaimed.

Mayor Li retorted, "Pet him well."

Old He just smiled and stopped talking.

"..."

It was late in the afternoon, and Li Yuan was standing on the tower, waiting to be slaughtered. Seeing the group of people rushing over from afar, the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile as he thought to himself: It seems that they have returned.

Next to him, Second Brother Qin snickered. Young City Lord had just praised him again. This life of his was worth it.

Old Ox was speechless. Why was it that when Old Qin praised him, he was kicked?

Most importantly, after being kicked, the old cow actually felt at peace.

He was really used to it, hur hur.

Because of the tens of Turkic cavalry soldiers, Fan Deng and the others did not travel quickly.

He was so happy to see the distant Whistling Wind City that he secretly increased his horsepower. The Turkic cavalry who were tied up on their horses felt as if their stomachs were overturning.

Li Jin killed the people of Vendon, who had returned from his victory, and the rest of the people of the city.

Fan Deng dismounted from his horse and cupped his fists, solemnly saying, "Fortunately, I did not fail you."

Li Jun quickly helped Fan Dun up, and after a few rounds, she looked at the person dressed in the clothes of a Turkic aristocrat, and smiled bitterly, "Uncle Fan, thank you for your hard work. "Oh right, your family must have a young son. Send him to Whistling Wind Academy to hone his skills. When he grows up, work for me."

How did the young city lord know what he was thinking?

"Why, Uncle Fan doesn't want to." Li Jun joked.

"I'm willing, I'm willing. How can I not be willing?" Fan Den giggled.

"The rest of the soldiers will be rewarded." Li Xin shouted.

"Thank you, Young City Lord." Those who had just returned all prostrated themselves in unison.