Chapter 428 Another little bastard arrives
More than 20 years ago.
The emperor of the Great Gan Dynasty had just ascended the throne, and his position was unstable. Taking advantage of this, the Western Liao Dynasty instigated war.
The emperor personally led the expedition.
On the eve of the campaign, the men he sent out found the Feathered Beast Spirit Clan, who were hiding deep in the mountains.
He wanted to use the special abilities of the Feathered Beast Spirit Clan to help him win the battle with the fewest troops.
The Feathered Beast Spirit Clan was discarded by the royal family after their ancestors were no longer useful. Only after several generations of reproduction and reproduction did the remaining members of the clan manage to preserve a bloodline of one hundred people.
The clan chief refused the emperor's invitation and immediately wanted to lead his people to migrate.
But they didn't escape. The emperor's men thought they were going to surrender to the Western Liao, so they massacred the entire clan.
Only the two men in black robes in front of us were eight-year-old children playing in the mountains, and they escaped the calamity.
Upon hearing their account, Ji Ruyan instinctively denied it.
His father was not a cruel man; in fact, like him, he was sometimes too kind.
He might kill, but it's unlikely he would kill out of suspicion.
Unless they are truly defecting!
"We really didn't expect that Si Li was still alive! Not only did she not avenge her clan, but she also gave birth to a son for the dog emperor and became the crown prince!"
The two men stared at Ji Ruyan's face, which resembled Si Li's so closely, their facial muscles twitching with hatred.
"I've heard that you used to tame beasts, so why do you look so full of life and show no signs of being short-lived?"
“I met a master and received treatment,” Ji Ruyan said.
"Look at you now, your bodies are emaciated and your faces are withered. If you don't stop now, you'll probably be dead soon."
As they spoke, Ji Ruyan saw that the leopards and tigers around her were beginning to awaken, and the brain commands issued by the flute were about to fail.
"Stop?" The two men spat angrily.
"The Feathered Beast Spirit Clan had long since stopped controlling beasts, but it was the dog emperor who forced us to this point!"
Over the years, when we began cultivating our inner strength and practicing musical scores, we never intended to live past thirty!
I originally thought you had our people by your side, but now I realize that you are the bastard child born of a traitor like yourself!
Therefore, we need not show any mercy!
As they spoke, the two of them simultaneously raised their flutes.
"Yes, show no mercy. You helped the Western Liao kill so many of my soldiers; there's no turning back now."
Ji Ruyan also drew her sword.
The sound of a flute rang out, and a tiger roared.
Zhang Lin was about to rush forward when Liu Hao grabbed him.
"His Highness has not given the order yet!"
"Let him go! He might have forgotten that all those Xiliao dogs charged at him!"
Forgot?
That's not possible.
Liu Hao was also extremely worried, but he still insisted on following Ji Ruyan's orders.
The Western Liao army came running, and at the forefront were several strong, brave, and skilled leaders.
Capturing the Crown Prince was a tremendous achievement, and no one wanted to be outdone.
The tiger bared its sharp teeth, and the cheetah revealed its claws, leaping towards the man who stood alone.
But in the next moment, a sudden change occurred.
Another flute melody suddenly rang out.
With a deep and powerful force, it forcefully suppressed the two flute sounds.
Then, several tigers and cheetahs howled and fell to the ground, but then suddenly got up and pounced on the nearby Western Liao warriors.
The leader at the very front, dressed in gilded armor and clearly of the highest rank, had his neck bitten off.
"How is that possible?"
Blood trickled from the corners of the two men's mouths as they tried to play their flutes, but they were unable to gather their scattered inner strength.
Before their terrified eyes, a cheetah with bared teeth pounced.
Amid the chaos, Ji Ruyan raised her hand.
"kill!"
After waiting for a long time, Zhang Lin and Liu Hao shouted loudly, "Kill—"
"kill--"
"kill--"
The leaders of the Western Liao army all had their necks bitten off by wild beasts. Two members of the Feathered Beast Spirit Clan were protected by the Western Liao army. They desperately played their flutes until they vomited blood and died, but they still couldn't make the traitorous beasts obey orders again.
Zhang Lin leaped into the forest of enemy soldiers, his silver embroidered blade flashing and whistling through the air, sweeping across a vast area within a few feet of him.
Liu Hao wielded his black iron spear with unparalleled precision, like a serpent emerging from its hole, piercing the enemy's throat and sending blood spurting like rain.
The Western Liao army was leaderless and in chaos, and was scattered by the onslaught of the large army.
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rear.
Western Liao military camp.
The King of Western Liao was waiting for news of the capture of the Crown Prince of Da Gan alive.
What they received was: "The main force broke through the encirclement, killing 5,000 of our soldiers, and headed south. The eldest prince and three deputy generals were torn to pieces by wild beasts, and the two Winged Beast Spirit Clan ability users were also eaten by wild beasts, leaving only their skeletons!"
The tall, muscular man with piercing eyes turned pale with fright.
"My son!"
The eldest son, who should have been a sure thing to capture the Crown Prince and gain merit to return and inherit the throne, actually died.
And those two extraordinary individuals from the Feathered Beast Spirit Clan—he raised them for twenty years, hired a master to teach them internal energy cultivation, and they mastered beast-taming techniques to perfection, but in the end…
"Ji Ruyan!"
His teeth chattered with hatred.
"Gather 50,000 troops and follow me in pursuit! I will personally take Ji Ruyan's head!"
...
The other sons were secretly delighted upon hearing the news.
Although the King of Western Liao was physically strong and brave, his eight sons had grown up and were now attacking Daqian. Each of them was more ferocious than the last, but they were all eyeing the supreme throne.
The second prince was killed by the Gu brothers during the siege, the sixth prince was beheaded by the man surnamed Mu, and now the eldest prince is dead. It's good that we have one less major competitor!
However, of the eight sons, only six remain, because a few days ago the King of Western Liao found another stray bastard.
Fortunately, this bastard was skinny and weak like a chick. Although he was favored by the King of Western Liao, he posed no threat.
"You little bastard!"
The fourth prince saw that little bastard again, squinted, and called out.
The little bastard turned around, his face half-covered by a fox mask.
Oh, right, he's also a disfigured little bastard.
However, those eyes were truly beautiful, like jewels set in a palace on a throne.
Wearing a fox mask, she has a bewitching and alluring charm.
The fourth prince felt a surge of heat.
The little bastard looked like he had just taken a bath; his collar was a bit loose, revealing skin as white as milk, looking even more tender than the most beautiful dancer in the Western Liao Dynasty.
Dried fruits are really good for you; they can make a man look this youthful.
Seeing that no one was around, he reached out and grabbed the boy's wrist.
"Younger brother, Fourth Brother is not feeling well. Could you come into the tent and give him a massage?"
"Fourth brother..."
The little bastard struggled weakly for a moment, his beautiful eyes filled with fear, like a pitiful rabbit unable to escape.
Her soft, slightly wavy hair was like fluffy cashmere.
No wonder Father likes it, he likes it too!
The army had been assembled. The King of Western Liao glanced around and was about to set off when he did not see the fourth prince.
The third and fifth brothers attacked the city from other directions, while the fourth, seventh, and eighth brothers were in the military camp.
Just now, the seventh and eighth brothers were both eager to kill Ji Ruyan, but the fourth brother didn't come over.
"Hmph! As the elder brother, he's even worse than his younger brothers. Go and summon him to me!"
The King of Western Liao, who had just lost his eldest son, was filled with rage and had already planned how to teach his fourth son a lesson.
But when he heard the report, he almost fell off his horse.
"Your Majesty! The Fourth Prince has drunk too much and died suddenly—"
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