The Villain Slaps The Protagonist’s Halo - Chapter 84

Chapter 84: The Protagonist Must Die

Nie Jia's condemnation of the forces to Kaisen City is not many, but they are all elite troops. He dispatched a force of twenty thousand iron cavalry and three Xuan armor experts to Kaisen City, entrusting the command entirely to Ji Jiarong to deal with Sikong Han.

Ji Jiarong, taking on the responsibility in a critical situation, was directly promoted by him to the Northwest Commander. Even the General Yunhui had to obey her orders.

No one objected to the king's obviously unconventional move. The princess's military achievements during this period were evident to all, and she deserved this command. Nie Jia indeed valued Ji Jiarong highly. Her thoughts were measured, and her actions were calm. Although her prestige temporarily couldn't match General Yunhui's, Song Yuwei was single-minded. Under Sikong Han's command in the past, now, taking orders directly from the king, he might be deceived by Sikong Han if he became the commander.

Ji Jiarong understood her position in the king's heart, so she attached great importance to the upcoming battle at Qingyao Pass. She sent reports to Youmen City every other day.

While Kaisen City was preparing for war, the atmosphere in Youmen City was not tense. The city's taverns and brothels were still lively every night.

In Youmen City, Nie Jia had not actually touched a hair. This was excellent news for the other main cities. It seemed that as long as they surrendered the city, the king would not massacre it. When his army arrived, as long as they voluntarily surrendered before the battle, it would be enough?

After the fall of three prosperous main cities in Qi, the surrounding small counties were even more vulnerable. The situation changed, and other rulers of neighboring countries began to eye the situation, waiting for both the kings of Yan and Qi to weaken each other, seizing the opportunity to annex both countries.

This was exactly what the King of Qi worried about. Dealing with the King of Yan was already giving him a headache, especially with the death of Zhao Wushang, which fundamentally destroyed the morale of the Qi army. Faced with the ferocious and intimidating aura of the Yan King, they dared not confront him in battle. They could only hope for Du Yuxian to turn against them from within.

With rebels causing chaos within the Yan country, his backyard was on fire. Did he still have the strength to send reinforcements? Only when Du Yuxian captured Kaisen City, would the king immediately send troops to besiege the tyrant!

However, the King of Qi's thoughts were of no use. Nie Jia did not give any other rulers a chance. On the day the army left Youmen City, Southern Yi cavalry swept through the southern borders of Qi, heading straight for the capital. No border fortress dared to stop the Yan King, and, to survive, they willingly submitted to the young king.

After Southern Yi cavalry broke through the rear of Qi, joining forces with the Yan army, twenty thousand Qi soldiers were killed or injured under the walls of the Qi capital.

Qi's army was almost defenseless against the Yan iron cavalry. After a desperate resistance, the city eventually fell, and blood flowed like a river.

Nie Jia entered the imperial gate with a sword, stepped onto the golden platform, killed a hundred generals, and the blood of the Qi king splattered the Dragon Court.

The wealthy Qi, caught off guard, was unexpectedly annihilated.

The King of Yan led his iron cavalry through various cities of Qi, sparing all main cities except for Lu Tai City and Baiya Valley, where blood flowed like a river. The rest willingly submitted to the Yan King, and the country of Qi ceased to exist.

Other rulers had already given up on sharing a piece of the pie when the city fell. Anyone who saw the mysterious equipment and astonishing combat power of the Yan army retreated, let alone attempting to snatch food from the Yan King. They instead prayed to the heavens not to let the Yan King set his sights on them.

The vast Qi country was wiped out in less than three months, and after swallowing Qi's territory, the Yan country instantly became the largest nation among the four.

Speaking of the King of Yan, he was still a tyrant, but now people were filled with awe and respect rather than hatred and disgust. The first-rate general Zhao Wushang, who could single-handedly confront a thousand troops, succumbed to death before the Yan King. Such a formidable figure made anyone hesitate to rebel.

Nie Jia and Shi Chen spent a month consolidating Qi, and the walls of the capital were officially adorned with the Yan flag.

"This Qi country is wealthier than Great Yan. No need to go back to Zhuolu City," Shi Chen said, pulling Nie Jia onto the warhorse, leaving the iron cavalry in the capital, and only leading the Xuan armor troops back to Kaisen City.

Nie Jia leaned against him, "I think so too. Since it's settled, let's go to the place that belongs to us. I can't tolerate anyone establishing themselves as king on my territory."

"Of course, tonight I'll bring you Sikong Han's head," Shi Chen said.

Nie Jia let the sunlight shine on his closed eyes and said leisurely, "No hurry."

Leaning back, he accidentally bumped into the red bead hanging around Shi Chen's neck.

The two returned to Kaisen City. Ji Jiarong, not disappointing Nie Jia's trust, strictly guarded when Sikong Han attacked the city. Even General Yunhui, a former war god, could not take Clear Yao Pass in a single battle against Ji Jiarong.

Or rather, before he had the chance to take it, Nie Jia had already killed the Qi king, causing a sensation across the land.

After the embarrassed retreat of Sikong Han's army to Zhuolu City, there was temporarily no news.

Nie Jia lingered in Kaisen City for half a month, not rushing back to Zhuolu City. The remaining Liang and Chu nations frequently sent envoys to seek peace, not knowing where to find someone. Nie Jia and Shi Chen spent half a month fishing on the Qilin River. Ji Jiarong was appointed the Northwest King on the spot before Nie Jia finally set out for Zhuolu City.

During the journey, Ji Jiarong protected Nie Jia by his side, while Nie Jia and Shi Chen rode horses ahead, chatting leisurely. In the golden carriage sat the silent Prince Jing, Jun Changsheng.

For the past few months, Nie Jia kept Prince Jing by his side, taking him wherever he went. During the war, he sent him to heal the wounded soldiers. After the war, he was placed under house arrest. At this moment, Prince Jing had lost a lot of weight, but his spirit was still strong. Thinking that he would soon see his lover, he couldn't help but feel excited.

"The king is back." | |思| |兔| |在| |線| |閱| |讀| |

When the news spread throughout Zhuolu City, the common people were at a loss, filled with uneasy feelings. The king conquered Qi, beheading the Qi king in Dragon Court. The people of Yan should have been overjoyed at this news. When they first learned of the death of the Qi king, they

were naturally happy. However, immediately afterward, they remembered that Zhuolu City had already been occupied by the Duke of Qingguo. At that moment, they were happy again...

On the day of their return to Zhuolu City, the court officials, led by the Duke of Qingguo, knelt to receive the king. The common people in the city also knelt down.

Qi was destroyed, the king returned triumphantly, but there was no cheering or praise in the city. Everywhere you looked, heads were almost touching the ground.

Nie Jia looked up and saw another corpse added to the city wall.

The Duke of Qingguo hurriedly explained, "The traitor Du Yuxian attempted to rebel while the king was away, but he has been captured by the old minister."

"Dead?" Nie Jia lowered his gaze lightly.

The Duke of Qingguo dared not have any falsehoods and repeatedly confirmed that Du Yuxian had been killed. He apologized to the king for failing to protect Zhuolu City.

"Never mind, I'm tired. Let's go back to the palace," Nie Jia ignored him, easily letting the Duke of Qingguo off the hook. He didn't inquire about the battle at Clear Yao Pass, as if genuinely tired, he went straight back to the palace.

The officials knelt, feeling a chill down their spines. This was entirely different from the pressure they had felt in the court before. The faint thunderous intimidation almost seemed to press their heads into the ground.

In fact, it was the same, just that they had been scared.

Upon seeing the corpses on the city wall, Jun Changsheng, who was in the carriage, was startled and disbelieving.

His lover was the most formidable person in the world.

The night the king returned to Zhuolu City, Ji Jiarong led the army to surround the Duke of Qingguo's mansion. However, it was just a symbolic encirclement, with no further action taken. The Duke of Qingguo's mansion was only put under soft confinement.

This move made the court officials, who had just swallowed their fear, tense again.

The next day, the king did not attend court, nor did he meet anyone. Zhuolu City seemed calm on the surface.

Outside, officials and commoners were extremely uneasy. Nie Jia's life seemed calm, and the conditions were no longer as harsh as on the battlefield. After that, Shi Chen seemed to have liberated a certain aspect of his nature. Every day, he personally prepared meals for Nie Jia, occasionally bringing some novel and delicious treats, causing Nie Jia to gain two pounds.

On the sixth day, Nie Jia and Shi Chen drank wine and admired the moon in the pavilion. A Xuan armor soldier whispered, "Your Majesty, the person has been captured."

"Go and bring Prince Jing," Nie Jia ordered calmly.

Nie Jia didn't want to see Sikong Han again. Once a war god, he had become a mouse after being reborn. If he could face death and lead troops to resist himself when he returned to Zhuolu City this time, Nie Jia might have looked up to him, but unexpectedly, he fled.

Nie Jia didn't want to see him, but someone else wanted to see him very much.

Jun Changyue was brought in front of Nie Jia. Nie Jia handed him a delicate dagger, extremely sharp, capable of cutting iron like mud.

"Brother Wang?" Jun Changyue was somewhat puzzled.

Nie Jia remained silent, leaning against Shi Chen's shoulder, and waved his hand lightly.

Xuanjia took Jun Changyue to the side hall door of the Crimson Cloud Palace and left after leading him there. Jun Changyue was completely puzzled. When he pushed the door open, he saw a man walking back and forth with a frowning expression. The man was wearing a plain gray robe, his expression anxious. When he saw Jun Changyue, he couldn't help but be shocked.

However, Jun Changyue didn't notice his astonishment. Overjoyed, his eyes filled with hot tears, he rushed over and hugged him, saying, "You're back? I knew you didn't die. I just knew you didn't die!"

"Changyue..." Sikong Han was greatly surprised, pushed him away with his hand, but found him thin and pitiful. He couldn't help sighing, "You've suffered."

Jun Changyue nodded contentedly, "It's okay, I'm fine."

He wanted to say something more but suddenly heard a weak voice from the inner room, "Du Lang, is the king going to kill us?" A fair and delicate woman with a pregnant belly walked out from behind Sikong Han, looking like a frightened animal. She timidly hid behind Sikong Han, whispering, "Prince Jing, please."

The smile on Jun Changyue's lips slowly disappeared. He looked at the woman's hand clutching Sikong Han's sleeve, feeling a sharp pain in his eyes. He felt like tearing it off!

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