Some even want to kneel down like this traitor and exchange their lives for the secrets they know.

However, before the Third Prince and Gutali could speak, Zhao Ji pulled off Guo Yunchang's hair crown and threw it out with an incomparable momentum and the internal force of his innate skills.

The hair crown was not heavy, but at this moment it hit the traitor's head directly.

In an instant, blood spurted out and brain matter flowed everywhere.

"You need to know that being a traitor has a price."

Zhao Ji put his hands away, his eyes were cold and ruthless as he glanced at the officials. Nothing was more intimidating than him at this moment.

Even Guo Yunchang was frightened. He touched his scattered hair, looked at the hair crown embedded in the traitor's head, shuddered all over, hid behind Zhao Ji, and instantly felt safe.

Now, all the officials were more cohesive than before. After all, following Zhao Ji did not necessarily mean death, but if they dared to defect to the enemy country, they would lose their lives immediately. They naturally knew which was more important.

There was a flash of anger in the eyes of Gutali and the others, and they secretly cursed these incompetent officials in their hearts for being intimidated by Zhao Ji.

But at the same time, he became alert. The official who was shot in the head was actually not far away from the Third Prince and Gutali. Zhao Ji was able to have such strength and accuracy. If Zhao Ji suddenly attacked, his target would be the Third Prince and Guta, and they might not be able to escape.

So there was a stalemate in the hall for a while, and Zhao Ji took the hair crown from the head of an official next to him and tossed it up and down in his hands.

With a half-smile on his face, he looked at the Third Prince's head. The Third Prince on the grassland felt his scalp go a little cold. The next moment, he picked up the Third Prince who had just fallen asleep beside him, and without saying a word, he stood in front of him.

The third prince was a simple-minded but strong man, and he was quite tall, so he actually blocked the third prince's head.

Zhao Ji sneered when he saw this, but said nothing. He had no intention of angering the third prince at this moment.

The Third Prince and Gutali both regretted not bringing more people with them at this time, but they knew that soon the army disguised as refugees outside the imperial city would soon break through the imperial city.

At this time, the officials in the hall also heard the noise outside. The noise sounded like a herd of horses, and there were also the sounds of weapons colliding.

Thinking of Gutali and his men's previous words that they were sure of victory, the faces of the civil and military officials turned pale.

To be honest, they felt despair for the first time, the kind of despair that no matter how hard they struggled, they would end up dead.

Everyone knew that the grassland army was attacking.

Hearing this, Gutali laughed loudly and said, "If you guys don't surrender now, you won't have any chance. When my army attacks, you will die. Then I will choose the toughest ones among you and hang them on the city wall as a warning to others!"

As soon as these words were spoken, someone suddenly covered his face and cried.

However, more courageous generals stood up, holding the weapons distributed by the guards and shouting: "Lian Po is old, can he still eat? We will protect Your Majesty until the last moment!"

In fact, Zhao Ji had been observing secretly. He silently took note of these people who would rather die than surrender, although some of them had bad personal morals, some loved to visit brothels, and some were too doting on their children, raising quite a few second-generation rich children.

But at this moment, their unyielding spirit still shines brightly.

The Third Prince sneered at these people. He stared at Zhao Ji with a cold gaze like a venomous snake: "Lord Zhao Ji may be able to fight ten people alone, or even a hundred people alone. I wonder if you can resist thousands of them when my army of tens of millions arrives!"

The despicable grassland people obviously thought of using human wave tactics at this moment.

Zhao Ji was a little panicked at first, but when he saw a flash of red outside the hall, he calmed down.

He curled his lips into a smile, and suddenly walked to the front, looking directly at the third prince.

It's funny that he took the initiative to come out, but the third prince and Gutali silently pushed back.

He was obviously shocked by the hair crown explosion and didn't dare to get too close to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji didn't have any weapon in his hand, but he was holding a hair crown, but no one dared to underestimate this hair crown.

Every time Zhao Ji took a step forward, these grassland people took a step back, but after only ten steps, Zhao Ji stopped.

At this time, the black-clad men from the grassland outside had already retreated to the door of the hall, staring at Zhao Ji with a fierce look.

As long as their army outside the city wall breaks into the city and attacks the imperial palace, they will be able to give an order and transform into hungry wolves to tear Zhao Jiming and the emperor and his officials to pieces.

The sound of military horses outside was getting closer and closer, Gutali's expression was getting happier and happier, while the emperor's expression was getting gloomier and gloomier.

At this moment, Zhao Ji suddenly laughed out loud: "Come in, kill them! Whoever captures the thief alive will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins!"

A blinding red rushed in, and first the group of men in black at the outermost area near the entrance of the hall fell down one after another, followed by the second layer.

A group of people with blood-stained clothes rushed in and slaughtered all the people in black in an instant.

The leader, a man in red, had blood splattered on his face, but he had a knife in his hand and captured the third prince alive.

The situation was reversed so suddenly that these grassland people had no time to react. Even the third prince forgot that he had a prince as a bargaining chip.

By the time they reacted, they were basically pinned to the ground and controlled.

It was only then that the emperor and the officials saw that the men in red were not really wearing red. They were originally wearing blue official uniforms, but now they had turned bright red because they had killed so many people.

The leader was none other than the head of the Emperor's secret guards - Yueying.

Yueying held down the Third Prince, knelt before the Emperor, bowed and saluted: "I am late in protecting you, I hope your Majesty will forgive me!"

The emperor had just recovered from the situation after the situation turned out like this. Upon hearing these words, he subconsciously looked at Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji showed a confident smile on his face and nodded to the emperor.

The emperor heaved a long sigh, as if he wanted to let out all the grievances in his heart. The next moment, he looked up to the sky and shouted: "God bless my dynasty, God bless my dynasty!"

All the officials behind him also reacted at this moment and shouted along with the emperor.

"You have done nothing wrong and have made great contributions!" The emperor's words were powerful.

The third prince was shouting: "Even if you capture me, what does it matter? When my army destroys your palace, you will still be an emperor of a fallen country, and God will not bless you!"

The third prince could not accept such a reversal of stimulation, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

Zhao Ji leaned over and pinched the Third Prince's chin: "How did you know that the Celestial Empire would be destroyed?"