Chapter 439 is all wrong

Western Liao military camp.

The King of Western Liao did not die.

He was lucky to survive; the poison smeared on the long needle was said to be the most potent poison in the world, personally made by the head of the Holy Physician Sect.

Coincidentally, this poison was made from materials that Ouyang Bingyan had obtained from Xiliao years ago. The military doctor was familiar with the main source of the toxin and administered the antidote on the spot.

Although he survived, the King of Western Liao suffered severe damage to his body and could never return to his former health.

His hair had turned completely white, and his body had become hunched over, making him look twenty years older all of a sudden.

He is no longer a robust king and will soon be replaced by his valiant son.

Therefore, for the sake of stability in Western Liao, it is necessary to establish an heir apparent as soon as possible.

Conquering Daqian and taking control of the Central Plains had been his lifelong ambition for decades; he could not die until he saw the great cause accomplished.

"Whoever captures the Crown Prince will be made heir apparent," he ordered.

It'll be soon.

It should be soon.

They have no power to fight back.

If the Gu family army's defensive line is destroyed, Da Gan will only suffer repeated defeats and eventually collapse into disarray.

The boy hanging in the iron cage was on the verge of death.

The mask covering his face had long been thrown away, revealing his pitted and uneven face.

His body was covered in so many wounds that there wasn't a single spot on him that was unharmed, yet he was still clinging to life.

The King of Western Liao, draped in a thick fox fur coat, approached, his eyes cold yet carrying a hint of dejection.

"I truly don't understand. You did a bad job in Dali, yet I doted on you, recognized you as a prince, and gave you honor. And you turned around and tried to kill me."

Why is that?

"Heh... Why did I do such a bad job? It's because I have the blood of wild dogs in my veins!" Ji Canglin raised his eyelids, and the eyes that once looked clear and innocent were now twisted and sinister.

This is the real him, isn't it?

He actually called the Western Liao people wild dogs!

"What I hate most are the Western Liao dogs! Because I'm afraid of having my eyes seen, I have to keep my head down all the time!"

I kill any Western Liao people I see, and the first thing I do after killing them is gouge out their eyes!

"Do you understand? I came here to kill you, you lewd and filthy old dog!"

The King of Western Liao was so angry that his heart, liver, and lungs ached.

"I had feelings for your mother back then! She was bullied by the Emperor of Daqian! It wasn't as sordid as you make it out to be!"

"Bullshit! You just can't control yourself and you're always getting horny! If you really had feelings for her, you'd consider what would happen to her if you found out!"

"I promised her the title of queen, and she shall come with me!"

"Let her go with you?" Ji Canglin's scarred face was full of mockery.

"Should we make her leave her home and family, go to a desolate place, and then fight with a bunch of barbaric women for a dog of a man?"

Forget it!

Stop making excuses for your despicable behavior; you're nothing but a disgusting stud pig, a rutting stray dog!

The King of Western Liao almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

How could I have thought he was as innocent as a child just born into the world? He's actually a hedgehog with a mouth full of poison!

Swallowing back his surging anger, the King of Western Liao was still unwilling to give up:

"Does the Emperor of Daqian have no women? If he were so good, would your mother have gotten drunk and gotten into my carriage in the first place?"

"Don't compare dogs to people!"

"..."

It seems this son is already ruined; after all, he didn't grow up in Xiliao and can no longer be properly raised.

That's fine, at least he won't have to fall out with the National Preceptor Party over this bastard.

The King of Western Liao turned around, his face filled with malice.

Then he heard the person behind him mutter to himself, "At least... he didn't stop me from calling him Father... Ji Canglin... My surname is Ji... Father... Father."

The King of Western Liao finally couldn't hold back the blood stuck in his throat and spat it out.

He was filled with hatred; this was clearly his son, yet he had mistaken his enemy for his father.

He only had to call him "Father Emperor," and he treated it as a great favor!

It's all Shangguan Zhi's fault!

At this moment, his hatred for Shangguan Zhi surpassed the slight attraction he had in his youth.

In fact, Ji Canglin was right; he didn't love Shangguan Zhi that much.

That's just the resentment of wanting something but not getting it.

"Shangguan Zhi, you are actually the most ruthless one. Your only son is about to be beaten to death, yet you still don't show your face."

"Then... let him die. He was a bastard to begin with!"

Suddenly, a deafeningly loud bang pierced the eardrums, accompanied by a violent shaking of the earth.

What's that noise?

"Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened! The King of Western Qiang is dead! The Great Qiang possesses very powerful firearms..."

The soldier who brought the news was flustered, his eyes filled with extreme fear.

He witnessed firsthand how the roof of the Western Qiang King's seemingly impregnable chariot was blown apart; how could flesh and blood possibly withstand such an attack!

One shot fired, and many soldiers were killed or wounded; those who weren't killed were stunned by the shockwave!

The soldiers chopped people down one by one, like harvesting straw!

"Your Majesty, our army has been mobilized to capture the Crown Prince, leaving only 20,000 men. Should we retreat 50 li?"

"Retreat? What retreat?!" the King of Western Liao roared.

However, due to his weakened physical condition, he was quite different from before and posed little threat.

"A large number of people is the key to victory! Even the most powerful weapons are useless!"

"That useless fool, the King of Western Qiang, is utterly worthless except as a decoration. We still need the warriors of Western Liao!"

He immediately summoned men, arranged for a hundred of his best warriors, and assigned a thousand men to provide cover, and ordered them to seize the weapon.

After all, the noise we just heard was quite frightening and should not be underestimated.

After making the arrangements, the King of Western Liao waited and waited until nightfall, when he received the news that his entire army had been wiped out.

One hundred of the strongest warriors are gone?

How is that possible?

"Your Majesty! It's true! That weapon is incredibly powerful! Didn't you hear it? One loud bang, and a whole bunch of them would die! The entire Western Qiang army has already fled back to Western Qiang! We—"

No, we can't retreat. Retreating means admitting defeat, and once we lose, there's no chance of coming back! Just like fifteen years ago, he'll have to humble himself and negotiate with the people.

Victory is clearly in sight!

If the King of Western Liao doesn't leave, then he has no choice.

If we don't leave now, we'll all be wiped out!

"This jinx cannot be allowed to live!"

Someone raised an arrow and shot it at the iron cage.

It was shot down halfway through its flight.

It's here! After waiting for so many days, it's finally here!

Ji Canglin's personal guards rushed toward the iron cage one by one.

"Kill them all!" the King of Western Liao roared in the most cruel and ruthless voice.

"Your Highness!"

“Go…” Ji Canglin raised his blood-stained face, “Iron cage… hidden weapons…”

The iron cage is equipped with hidden weapons; touching it means certain death!

The guards immediately stopped in their tracks.

"Lingxiao".

"Your subordinate is here!" The guard at the front had tears welling up in his eyes.

“Go…tell Ji Ruyan that I never…never wanted the throne…I just wanted, I just wanted to take back what he took from me…but…”

But he was the Empress's own son.

But he was not the emperor's son.

He is a bastard.

He no longer had any grounds to fight for anything.

Wrong, all wrong.

The only person in the world who was good to him was destroyed by his own hands.

Ji Ruyan hates him; she must wish she could kill him.

I've always wanted to see him again, but... I'm too ashamed to face him.

If only Shangguan Yu hadn't told him that he was the Empress's biological son.

He won't resent that someone stole his life.

The person who draped a warm cloak over him on a cold winter day.

He truly regarded him as the moon in the sky and revered him as a god.

"Tell me, Crown Prince, Father... I didn't kill him..."

“Tell the Crown Prince…it wasn’t me who imprisoned and tortured him in the dungeon…”

"No...don't say anymore..." Ji Canglin shook his head again.

“I killed so many of his people… He will never forgive me…”

"..."

"Lin'er—" A sorrowful cry of remorse.

In the darkness, a woman staggered towards them.

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