"Arrogant, utterly arrogant!"
"This brat is not worth discussing anything with!"
"Your Highness, I request permission to personally lead the battle later. I want to see what he's really capable of!"
Since ancient times, the emperor has been more worried than the eunuchs. Although Qi Gulong is not a eunuch yet, I guess he won't be far off.
So Qi Junguang was only so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys ached, when he couldn't help but jump out. If it weren't for Emperor An and the others being there, with his fiery temper, he probably would have jumped up and cursed—he should have given Jing Zhe a good beating.
Jing Zhe looked at him calmly and shook his head. "I heard that this General Qi is the number one warrior in Southern Qi, right? Well, maybe we shouldn't. Otherwise, if you die, Southern Qi will be very sad."
"..."
I didn't even have the heart to scold you...
You actually cursed me to death to my face?
Qi Gulong stepped forward, startling Jing Zhe, who took a step back and looked at him cautiously.
Damn, what a roughneck!
If you're so capable, then use your words. What kind of skill is it to resort to violence?
However, Qi Gulong only scared him a little. In front of so many people, and with Liu Jinghong present, how could he dare to make a move?
"Your Highness, I request permission to personally lead the troops into battle later!"
If what he said earlier was just an angry outburst, then Qi Gulong is now serious.
Qi Junguang was obviously also angry, but he did not agree immediately, because in his opinion, fifty against one was already bullying enough. If Qi Gulong were to join the fight, would Jing Zhe still be alive?
Instead, he glanced at Jing Zhe and asked, "Young Master Jing, do you dare to agree?"
"I wouldn't dare."
Jing Zhe shook his head and said seriously, "I'm afraid of killing him. Really, it wouldn't be good if he died."
"..."
Qi Gulong took a deep breath and then turned to look at Emperor An.
"Your Majesty, I request to sign a life-or-death pledge! Young Master Jing, are you afraid I will die? Very well, I will sign a life-or-death pledge. No matter what happens to me, I will have no complaints!"
Then he gave Jing Zhe a fierce look, "However, fists and feet have no eyes, and life and death are in the hands of fate. If anything happens to Young Master Jing, it has nothing to do with me!"
"OK!"
Before Emperor An could answer, Jing Zhe spoke first.
"I can sign a pledge! But I have one condition."
"explain!"
Jing Zhe's fussy and indecisive manner annoyed Qi Gulong.
"That means General Qi can go into battle, but the other fifty Silver Thread Army soldiers will be exempt, since General Qi alone is worth fifty Silver Thread Army soldiers, right?"
"good!"
Qi Gulong agreed without even thinking. With him in the battle, not to mention the Silver Thread Army, he wouldn't even need a warhorse; he could kill them with a single finger!
Although he could see that Jing Zhe's internal strength had improved a lot in just three days, it was still far behind his own!
After saying that, Qi Gulong took the lead and walked out.
He couldn't wait.
...
To be honest, Jing Zhe's decision not to send fifty Silver Thread Army soldiers into battle wasn't out of arrogance, but because he felt it was just a competition and he didn't want to harm innocent people.
But the power of gunpowder was too great for him to control. Besides, as long as he could blast fifty warhorses clad in silver armor to smithereens, whether there were people on board or not would have little impact on the battle.
But he didn't expect Qi Gulong to be so irritable.
Moreover, he had heard Liu Jinghong say in the past few days that Qi Gulong was originally an outer disciple of Tongtianque, but he stole Tongtianque's core cultivation technique and defected. He was hunted down by Tongtianque and could only go to Nanqi. He even managed to get close to the Nanqi royal family, so Tongtianque couldn't do anything about him.
However, this practice of leaving a sect and then joining the royal family to interfere in the conflict between the two countries is still despised by all the major sects.
Jing Zhe plans to go to Jinxi in a while to watch the martial arts competition between the four major sects. Jinxi is the territory of Tongtianque, and he has offended Qiu Qianqian, Tongtianque's favorite disciple.
So, taking this opportunity to teach the traitor of Tongtianque a lesson can be considered a pledge of loyalty. Based on this alone, Qiu Qianqian will definitely be too embarrassed to come back to him for her head, right?
Only someone as clever as him could come up with such a brilliant idea; Jing Zhe wanted to give himself a thumbs up.
Seeing Qi Junguang leave, Jing Zhe followed closely behind, still pondering how to send Qi Gulong off in a glorious yet peaceful manner.
At this moment, Liu Jinghong came up.
Jing Zhe thought she would criticize him, but to his surprise, she immediately praised him: "You did a good job today! Qi Gulong's martial arts are not bad, but his lightness skill is not much better than yours. Even if you really want to escape, he can't catch you. Moreover, he obviously underestimated you. Just be quick and blow him up!"
"Fifth Sister, judging from your appearance, it seems we had a grudge before?"
Seeing Liu Jinghong shake her head, Jing Zhe asked curiously, "Then why do you want him to die so badly?"
"because…"
Liu Jinghong squinted and looked ahead, her voice turning much colder, "When he looked at you just now, he had murderous intent!"
"The person who wanted to kill my brother deserves to die, even if he has now joined the Southern Qi royal family!"
"..."
...
Emperor An lagged behind the crowd, his face filled with worry, seemingly concerned about the upcoming competition.
Jing Zhe is a good confidant, but one person like him is enough. If there were more, he might even have a heart attack.
The Crown Prince, Prince Xiang, and Princess were all by his side, while Bai Qingyuan deliberately walked very slowly, waiting until everyone else had left before he stepped forward.
"Your Majesty, I believe this matter is inappropriate!"
"oh?"
"Jing Zhe is quite talented in poetry, as everyone has witnessed, but he doesn't look like someone who knows martial arts at all. In that case, he should be more modest and give this spot to someone else!"
Emperor An glanced at it and said indifferently, "Then who do you think can win in An Kingdom besides Jing Zhe?"
"..."
"Since you also think that no one is confident of winning, wouldn't it be better for Jing Zhe to take the spot, saving the other generals from embarrassment?"
One sentence left Bai Qingyuan speechless. After a long while, he stubbornly said, "Even if he wins the spot, he shouldn't provoke us again and again and sign this life-or-death contract. If he loses, where will the face of my An Kingdom be?"
"Then tell me, what should I do?"
Upon hearing this, a glint of smugness flashed in Bai Qingyuan's eyes, but it vanished in an instant: "Your Majesty, what if he loses..."
"If you lose, you don't need to say anything more."
Yes, if we lose, Jing Zhe is gone, what else is there to say?
"If he really wins, that would be great, but it would be a risky move that shouldn't be encouraged. He should be punished appropriately to set an example for others!"
"Then, Minister Bai, what punishment do you think would be appropriate?"
Bai Qingyuan was just waiting to hear those words!
But he pretended to ponder for a moment before slowly saying, "After the Mid-Autumn Poetry Gathering, Your Majesty wanted to bestow an official position upon Jing Zhe. The punishment Your Majesty could give him is that the official position he is granted must be below the fifth rank!"
"..."
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