Chapter 913 Capturing Xiahou Ling

Xiahou Ling: "So you guys already won the Southern Qi battle, but you're using the excuse of being missing to lead your troops north?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "It's not just me. You should have received news earlier that someone from the capital is escorting grain and grass to the northwest."

A sweet and fishy taste surged in Xiahou Ling's throat, and he suddenly remembered what Lu Zhinian had said before. He said that after the Queen of Wei disappeared, the Wei Dynasty sent people to mobilize troops out of the capital under the pretext of transporting food and fodder in order to conceal the truth and pretend stability. Even most of the Black Armor Guards disappeared.

At that time, Lu Zhinian insisted that the people of Wei Dynasty were putting on a show. Those people were just trying to find the whereabouts of the Queen of Wei. In addition, based on the news sent back by Ming Ke, he had never doubted those people transferred from the capital by Wei Dynasty. But now he thinks about it.

The "sharp weapon" that suddenly appeared outside Luoyan Pass, and the Wei army that blocked his way to Sangqina...

He is so stupid!

Xiao Yan seemed to have no idea how much of an impact his words had on Xiahou Ling. Looking at his ferocious single eye and his face flushed red from the surging blood, he raised his lips with a bit of casualness.

"If it weren't for the help of Xiahou State Master, you and Ji Rongqing's people would have instigated those people to disrupt the court. I don't know how to deal with them and eliminate the cancer in the court. Fortunately, you colluded with the tribes in the Western Frontier to lure them to Southern Qi. Otherwise, the vast mountains are full of miasma, and even my army would be unable to defeat them even if it had three heads and six arms."

"Today, the Imperial Master has given me another great gift, handing over the Beiling Army to me. I am truly grateful."

Puff!!

Xiahou Ling's face turned red and purple. He didn't swallow the blood he had just mouthed and spat it out.

The redness on his face also faded, and Xiahou Ling's face turned pale. He stared at Xiao Yan intently:

"You don't need to humiliate me. The victor is king and the loser is a bandit. My master simply lost to Shi Yulin's schemes. But Emperor Wei, you got Shi Chang'an, using him to plot against Beiling. You even sacrificed the lives of Wei soldiers to lure me into the scheme and lead the troops into an attack."

"For the past ten days, the gates of Luoyan Pass have been closed tightly, and casualties have been reported daily. There are mountains of bones and corpses piled up beneath the pass. I wonder if those Wei warriors under your command bravely faced death, only to discover in the end that they were merely pawns in your hands. Will those who died in vain seek revenge on you?"

"You, the mighty Emperor of Wei, are nothing but a scheming villain who disregards the lives of his soldiers..."

"Bang!"

Before Xiahou Ling finished speaking, he heard the sound of a bowstring. A bloody figure next to him quickly pulled him back, and the fine iron arrow hit the ground in front of him with a "bang".

Next to Xiao Yan stood Xiao Zheng, the eldest son of the Xiao family. The string of the Thunder Crossbow in his hand trembled. Seeing Xiahou Ling surrounded by the wary Beiling people, he said with a mocking look:

"Since Imperial Master Xiahou is so kind and righteous, and cares about the lives of your Beiling soldiers, how about you sacrifice your life in exchange for the survival of everyone around you? As long as you commit suicide here, sacrifice your life for the Beiling people, and leave a blood letter ordering the others to lay down their arms and surrender, I will beg Your Majesty to spare the lives of those around you."

Xiahou Ling's pupils shrank.

Before he could speak, Xiao Zheng turned his head and asked, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Xiao Yan naturally understood what Xiao Zheng meant and chuckled softly, "Brother has always been so soft-hearted. However, since State Master Xiahou is so compassionate and doesn't want them to die in vain, I can't let his sincere heart go to waste."

"Let's do as you say, brother. As long as State Master Xiahou can do what you say, not only will I spare the lives of those around him, but I will also spare the lives of those Beiling soldiers outside Luoyan Pass who surrender. From now on, when our Great Wei army sets foot in your Northern Barbarian land, we will spare women, children, the elderly, and the young, and we will not kill those who surrender. How do you do that?"

One life can save millions of people. Xiao Yan and the other two's words directly put Xiahou Ling in a difficult position.

Xiahou Ling could clearly feel the burning and eager gazes of the Beiling soldiers around him after Xiao Yan finished speaking. Except for Sanqian Xueying, Ge Yue and others, even the several Beiling generals who had followed him here before were eager.

No one wants to die.

This is true for the people of Dawei and Beiling as well.

Although they fought bravely on the battlefield, it did not mean that they were willing to die in vain. They would not give up struggling if there was a slight possibility. But now they were surrounded and in a deadly situation, they had no chance of escaping.

Even ants are greedy for life, let alone humans. Who would let go if there is a way to survive?

Xiao Yan looked at the people from Beiling. Although they didn't say anything, they seemed to be forcing him. Xiahou Ling's face turned pale and blue as he pursed his lips tightly.

Xiao Yan chuckled, "It seems that Xiahou Guoshi doesn't care that much about these Beiling soldiers. But then again, although you've been in Beiling for many years, you're still a Southern Qi. You're willing to sacrifice the lives of the people of your motherland, Qi, to seize the Wei Kingdom, without any regard for their lives after the war. How could you care about these outsiders?"

"No wonder you fled the battlefield before the defeat at Luoyan Pass was apparent. Otherwise, it would have taken a lot of effort for my men of Great Wei to capture you..."

"you!!"

Xiahou Ling glared at him, but Xiao Yan didn't want to say anything more. He glanced at the people from Beiling, the smile on his face disappeared, and he raised the sword in his hand and swung it down.

"Capture Xiahou Ling. As for the others, those who surrender will not be killed!"

At a command, the Wei army marched forward in unison.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Beiling had no way to retreat. Behind them was the surging Fengjiang River, and in front of them was the Wei Dynasty army that was pressing forward step by step. They had been exhausted after fleeing and being attacked several times, but the people of Wei were ready for battle at any time.

When the two sides started fighting, Beiling had already lost the upper hand in momentum. In addition, the bamboo rafts on the river kept approaching, and the Wei army on the bamboo rafts directly blocked all the ways of the Beiling people.

Xiahou Ling was protected by the people around him and wanted to break out, but was blocked every time. He ordered the twelve divine guards to attack and kill Xiao Yan, but they couldn't even get close to him.

The long sword in Xiao Yan's hand was stained with blood as he fought in front of the battle. The surrounding Wei army was even more ferocious. In just a moment, they overwhelmed the Beiling people and made them breathless.

Someone wanted to jump into the river to escape, but before he entered the water, he was shot by an arrow from someone on the river. The bloody corpse fell into the Fengjiang River with a "plop" and was washed away by the current in an instant. In just a moment, the surface of the river was dyed blood red and was full of floating corpses.

Not long after, someone from Beiling threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground, shouting "I surrender". As the number of dead bodies on the ground increased, the number of people throwing down their weapons and surrendering became denser. Most of the blood shadows around Xiahou Ling were killed, and even Ge Yue died at the hands of Xiao Yan.

Seeing that he could not escape and that the people around him were almost all killed or injured except those who surrendered, Xiahou Ling's face turned pale and his eyes became fierce. He suddenly picked up the sword in Ge Yue's hand and slashed it towards his neck, but he didn't expect that he screamed the next moment, as the hand holding the sword was cut off at the wrist.

The long sword flew out with the wrist, and the people around quickly stepped forward and captured Xiahou Ling in an instant. When he was pressed and sent in front of Xiao Yan, blood flowed from his wrist.