Soon, the Seventh Prince was helped into the room by Consort Xu, who looked flustered: "Your Highness, His Highness is unable to participate due to a leg ailment..."
Empress Yan shot her a vicious glare, which frightened Consort Xu into shutting up.
The Seventh Prince raised his head and looked at Huo San beside him.
Huo San was wearing armor, covered in blood, and even had wounds on his face, looking extremely disheveled.
Meeting the Seventh Prince's gaze, Huo San's face flushed red, and he said irritably, "Zhao Jiahua has the border defense map, so it's not surprising that we lost the battle."
"Is that so?" The Seventh Prince sneered, "I remember you ran to the territory of Northern Chu and were besieged by the people of Northern Chu. What use was the border map then?"
"You!" Huo Sanyu choked.
The Seventh Prince turned to Empress Yan and said, “Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war, but General Huo’s defeat this time is not excusable. If he is not killed, it will be difficult to vent our anger and even more difficult to win back the morale of the army.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo San panicked: "Your Majesty, no! The Seventh Prince and I have a grudge. He said this on purpose. I am, after all, a general appointed by the Emperor. How can I be killed so easily?"
The Seventh Prince sneered: "When I led troops, no deputy general ever made such a low-level mistake. Your arrogance will surely lead to defeat, causing the loss of tens of thousands of troops in the Southern Frontier and the loss of a city. If you had fallen into my hands, I would have killed you long ago."
"If Your Majesty does not believe me, you can send someone out to inquire. My generals and commanders have never lost a city, let alone lost so many lives."
Empress Yan naturally believed this.
She looked at Prime Minister Yan.
Prime Minister Yan stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, General Huo San lacks experience, and given the enemy's superior numbers, it's inevitable that he made a mistake in judgment. Perhaps we should give him another chance. If this happens again, it won't be too late to kill him then."
Huo San frowned, unconvinced, and said, "Your Highness only won a few matches by luck before. Today, there is more than just the Northern Chu family outside the city. If Your Highness can defend the city gate and win a great victory, then I will be convinced."
"Your Highness." Consort Xu firmly grasped the Seventh Prince's arm, signaling him not to be easily deceived.
The Seventh Prince raised his head: "What if I lead my troops to a great victory?"
"If Your Highness wins a great victory, this old minister begs Your Majesty to grant General Huo San fifty strokes of the military rod according to military law!" Prime Minister Yan responded swiftly.
The Seventh Prince looked at Huo San.
At this point, Huo San had been forced into this situation and had no choice but to agree, nodding, "Okay!"
"Words are no proof!"
Huo San gritted his teeth: "I am the son of a military family, how could I deny it?"
"I can't believe it."
"you!"
Helpless, Empress Yan had no choice but to invite several deputy generals to witness the battle. Huo San then asked, "What if Your Highness is defeated?"
"I'll cut off my own arm!"
Empress Yan's expression changed slightly. It was too late to stop it. She looked at the Seventh Prince with a nervous expression.
"Okay!" Huo San agreed and publicly pledged his loyalty.
At this time, battle reports were being sent in one after another.
With the Northern Chu army at the city gates, it was highly likely they would attack. The Seventh Prince held out his palm to Prime Minister Yan: "The military tally!"
After a moment's hesitation, Prime Minister Yan gritted his teeth and handed half of the military tally from his bosom to the Seventh Prince.
The Seventh Prince gripped the familiar military tally tightly, closed his eyes briefly to calm himself, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with ruthless decisiveness, and his whole body was radiating murderous intent.
They are not to be underestimated.
Everyone was instantly intimidated by the aura emanating from the Seventh Prince.
This is the true God of War of Southern Xinjiang!
"Your Highness, we respectfully welcome you!" The lieutenants bowed.
Its momentum was overwhelming.
The deep, booming sound nearly blew the roof off.
The Seventh Prince pointed to a few people: "Follow me!"
"yes."
A group of people left.
Prime Minister Yan looked worried.
Huo San stared intently at the Seventh Prince's retreating figure, feeling a pang of bitterness. He clenched his fists; the God of War was long gone, he was just lucky.
"Your Highness." Consort Xu tried to step forward but was stopped by Empress Yan's men. Consort Xu looked aggrieved and said, "Your Highness is very likely to lose your life on the battlefield."
"Shut up!" Empress Yan roared. "What kind of juncture is this? How dare you curse the Seventh Prince? You don't know the rules! Get out and reflect on your actions in seclusion!"
Consort Xu trembled, lowered her eyes, and left.
Empress Yan glanced around, not having the mind to target Consort Xu for the time being. She looked at Huo San and said, "With the army at the gates, I hope you can put aside your past grievances and stop causing trouble behind my back. Let bygones be bygones, or don't blame me for not giving you a warning!"
Huo San murmured in agreement.
...
Standing on the city wall and looking out at the city gate, the endless army stretched as far as the eye could see, a vast expanse of dark clouds, ready to descend at any moment.
The Seventh Prince appeared.
The soldiers in the southern border were extremely excited and knelt down one after another: "Welcome, Your Highness!"
"Rise, everyone! Today I will live and die with you!" The Seventh Prince stood on the city wall, holding the Southern Frontier banner and waving it.
The soldiers in southern Xinjiang were instantly filled with patriotic fervor, waving flags and shouting encouragement.
From afar, on horseback, Zhao Jiahua squinted at the man on the city wall. Two years had passed, and he had become thinner and more weathered.
The Northern Chu Emperor's lips curled up: "As you predicted, the Seventh Prince was chosen in the end. But it's all good, I can finally face him head-on."
"Your Majesty, please be careful."
"rest assured."
As a horn sounded.
The Northern Chu army began its assault on the city gates.
Soldiers in southern Xinjiang are on the defensive.
Perhaps with the Seventh Prince in charge, Southern Frontier seemed to have regained its confidence, and it did not suffer any damage, failing to break through the city gates.
The Northern Chu army had no choice but to retreat several miles and set up camp.
"They've retreated...retreated?" Huo San asked incredulously.
The guard sent out returned with a reply: "General, the Northern Chu army has indeed retreated. Now the three armies only obey the Seventh Prince's orders, and many deputy generals have also come to surrender."
Huo San's eyelids twitched, and he paced anxiously on the ground. If the Seventh Prince really won and took away his military power, his fate would be unimaginable.
Two years ago, he tormented the Yang family, the maternal grandparents' family of the Seventh Prince, to no end. Even the Old Madam Yang died at his hands, and several younger members of the Yang family were seriously ill and were dragged to their deaths.
Several female members of the Yang family were also humiliated by his guards and died in prison.
The seventh prince was forced to relinquish his military power to protect the Yang family, and his identity became a mystery from then on. The Southern Frontier Emperor never removed the seventh prince from the family genealogy.
If the Seventh Prince were to take power, would he decide whether he was of royal blood or not?
Thinking of this, Huo San's legs involuntarily went weak.
"Quickly send someone to tell my brother to come up with a plan. We must not let the Seventh Prince regain power," Huo San urged.
The guard asked in surprise, "If Her Majesty the Empress finds out, won't she punish us severely?"
"At this point, I can't worry about anything else." Huo San didn't take Empress Yan seriously at all.
As long as his elder brother takes power and is no longer suppressed by the Seventh Prince, he will not be afraid of the Yan family.
The Yan family is destined to be suppressed by the Huo family in the future.
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