Volume 2, Chapter 70: If I Can’t Win, I Will Fight to the Death
Hearing this, King Yan turned around, placed his hands on the table, looked at Ye Tingmu, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"To be honest with you, Little Marquis Tian, I have already pretended to agree to Chao Xiao's order. After that, I will fight a decisive battle with Cang Hai's millions of elite soldiers at Yanyun Pass, taking them by surprise."
At this point, his words became particularly stern and his fists clenched even tighter.
It can be seen that Wang Zhaoyan of Yan Dynasty is planning to fight a desperate battle this time.
As far as Ye Tingmu knew, the army of Yanzhou also had 600,000 soldiers.
But the elite troops were only the Yanjia Army, a mere 300,000 men.
The soldiers coming this time must be elite.
And maybe there will be a saint accompanying him.
If a saint were to break through, the result would be predictable.
But given the current situation, I can't help him.
I must take Shou back to Kyushu as soon as possible.
He stood up and bowed to King Yan.
"The King of Yan is righteous and I admire him."
King Yan waved his hand.
"Little Tianhou, I cannot interfere in Zhulu's affairs, but you can."
After saying this, he walked down from his seat.
Walk to Ye Tingmu.
Then he shouted outside the tent, "Come in, everyone."
Soon, more than a thousand people came in from outside the tent.
Chao Chao was also among them.
Their ages vary, from three-year-old children to elderly people.
Ye Tingmu was a little confused.
Looking at the hundreds of people in front of him, he asked: "King Yan, what are you doing......"
Prince Yan turned around and his eyes became extremely serious.
"These are all members of the Chao clan of my lineage. Please take them away with you, little Tianhou."
"King Yan, you..."
King Yan waved his hand and interrupted Ye Tingmu's words.
He continued, "This time, Zhu Lu City is in great danger. This king cannot go there in person. There is only one way to resist the enemy, and that is to summon the divine bone."
"Little Tianhou is not from my clan, so he doesn't know. To activate the divine bone, blood is needed to feed it. Whenever it is summoned, ten thousand people of my clan's bloodline must be sacrificed. I don't know how the six kings will do it, but this king will never allow the Canghai clan to disrupt the foundation laid by our ancestors."
"My lineage would rather die than surrender, so we will take all the little Tianhou away. If we are defeated, we will let them sacrifice their blood to the divine bones to decide the outcome."
Ye Tingmu's mind buzzed.
Only after the blood sacrifice of ten thousand people can the divine bone be activated.
Such a price would be a fatal blow to the current Chao bloodline.
And the divine bones possess the power of immortals.
The saint can be killed.
He now understood why Wang Changsheng had gone to so much trouble to lurk in Jiuzhou for six hundred years.
It turns out that what he wanted was the Chao family bloodline to stand on his side.
Use Chao Xiao as a puppet.
The Chao family flocked to it.
Even if the temple wanted to summon the divine bones, it would not be able to gather tens of thousands of people for the sacrifice.
Moreover, with tens of thousands of people paying tribute to the emperor, the blow to the Chao family would undoubtedly be devastating.
No wonder the Seven Divine Kingdoms tried every means to cut off the Chao family's bloodline.
It should be because they are afraid of the sacred bones in this temple.
Ye Tingmu felt shocked and respectful.
But there is also helplessness.
What is shocking is the way the divine bones are used. It is too cruel and worthy of the name of the demon clan.
What I respect is Yan Wang Zhaoyan, who is so decisive and sees things so clearly when it comes to major issues.
Not hesitating to sacrifice the lives of the entire clan.
Unfortunately, what if the other six kings rebelled?
I'm afraid it's impossible to gather the bloodlines of tens of thousands of people.
If I remember correctly.
The Chao family probably has less than tens of thousands of people in total.
Just a few of them are not enough.
Where can I find the remaining 9000 yuan?
I'm afraid that even if all the Chao families in the entire imperial city were added together, it wouldn't be enough.
But anyway.
The men of the Chao family, who are descendants of the King of Yan, have not forgotten their roots.
He took a deep breath to calm the shock in his heart.
His eyes scanned the hundreds of people inside and outside the tent.
There was determination in their eyes.
Even the three-year-old child had no fear in his eyes.
He clasped his fists to the crowd.
Ye Tingmu admired this kind of determination to die.
He turned and looked at King Yan.
"I won't bring these people with me, but King Yan, don't worry. As long as I, Ye Tingmu, am here, his conspiracy against Xiao and Canghai will be impossible to achieve. These are just fifteen saints. I, Ye Tingmu, was able to kill seven saints in the Myriad Beasts Mountain. I can also kill them in Zhulu Land."
There was a gleam of pity in the eyes of all the descendants of the Chao clan.
At this moment, they suddenly had a feeling, an illusion that the rise and fall of the Chao family would depend on this person.
King Yan fell silent. He knew that if there was anyone who could turn the tide in the current situation, that person could only be Ye Tingmu in front of him.
Yes, he was able to slay seven saints and remain alive, so why couldn’t he slay the saint of Canghai?
Suddenly King Yan looked up.
He swung the front of his trousers, and then knelt down to Ye Tingmu's shock.
This scene shocked everyone present.
The king does not kneel before the emperor.
Don't kneel to anything. If you have to kneel, I'm afraid you would only kneel to your ancestors.
But today's King of Yan, Chao Yan, one of the nine kings of Jiuzhou, knelt down.
Don't even mention that he is a king. It is incomprehensible that an old man kneels down to a young man.
But the King of Yan knelt down.
Ye Tingmu was shocked and felt mixed emotions.
Without waiting for him to react.
The voice of King Yan rang out.
"Lord Shujian, whether our Chao clan's Jiuzhou can survive this disaster is up to you."
His voice was still deep, but it contained some pleading.
At this moment, he no longer called himself a king.
When the others saw the king kneeling, they also knelt down.
shouted in unison.
"Please, Lord Shujian, help me, Jiuzhou, to get through this disaster."
Different tone, same words.
Filling Ye Tingmu's ears.
Ye Tingmu gritted his teeth.
He clasped his fists again towards everyone.
"Don't worry, everyone. Even for myself and my brother, I will give it my all in this battle."
After saying this, he quickly helped King Yan up.
Their eyes met.
Everything is self-explanatory.
Help the King of Yan up.
Then he asked everyone to stand up.
Ye Ting Murong was shocked.
Looking at the horizon outside the tent, that is the direction of Kyushu Kyoto.
It's time for him to go.
For myself and for my younger brothers and sisters.
It is also for the people of the Chao family.
Their kneeling was different from the kneeling of the Chao family bloodline in the Mountain of Beasts.
This kneeling is too heavy.
It's really too heavy.
Now that Ye Tingmu has accepted this kneeling, he has to do what he should do.
He walked outside and everyone quickly made way for him.
In the eyes of everyone, he came out of the tent and stepped out.
He lowered his head and spoke in a deep voice.
"King of Yan, if there is news of victory in Zhulu, the troops of Canghai must not cross the Yan territory."
A smile appeared in the corner of King Yan's eyes.
He said to Ye Tingmu, "Don't worry, Lord Tian. As long as there is one man left alive in my Yan army, no one from Canghai will cross Yanzhou. I and the soldiers and people of Yanzhou will fight to the death."
Ye Tingmu nodded.
Keep moving forward.
"Guard."
Shou came to Ye Tingmu's side.
"Return to Zhulu."
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