Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

The Xixiang soldiers and generals in front of the city gate, the civil and military ministers, including the Emperor Zhou Hong and his sons-in-law, were all in despair at this moment. They felt like prey that had been driven into a circle by hunters, and only slaughter was waiting for them.

"Your Majesty, they are soldiers from the Kingdom of Yan." Those who had a little common sense could see the armor worn by the soldiers and horses that appeared on both sides.

After hearing this, Zhou Hong felt that the armor on his body became even heavier. If he didn't hold on, he would be crushed. "Sure enough, they also want to have a piece of the pie, hahaha." Zhou Hong looked up at the sky and laughed angrily.

While laughing, he added, "Okay, okay, that's great. Since God wants to destroy Xixiang, and since we are going to be destroyed anyway, let the two countries fight and see who is more capable. Is it only Yan State that is coming? That's not lively enough. Why haven't other neighboring countries come yet? Hahaha.

My dear nobles, I am incompetent and have let you down. I will go first." After saying this, Zhou Hong shed tears and turned the long knife in his hand, with the blade facing inwards towards his neck, ready to commit suicide.

"Father, wait a minute." Zhou Jian, who was closest to Zhou Hong, was the first to react. He shouted and reached out to stop him.

Because he was too panicked, his hand grabbed the knife.

"Jian'er, do you want our father to be humiliated and then die?" Zhou Hong opened his eyes and saw that his son's hand holding the knife was bleeding.

"No, Your Majesty, look, it's the Ninth Prince, the Ninth Prince." A general on horseback looked far away and turned his head and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed. Ninth Prince? Was he captured by the Yan Kingdom as a hostage so that they would give up resistance?

However, the Ninth Prince was riding a horse and was not tied up. He came riding forward, and there were no soldiers from the Yan State chasing after him.

Zhou Hong was also very puzzled when he saw his son riding a horse towards him in the distance. Zhou Jian didn't have time to figure out what was going on with his brother, and took the opportunity when his father was distracted to take the knife away from his hand.

"Father." Zhou Ying came forward, dismounted, and fell to the ground in excitement. The soldiers here hurried forward to help him up, but they saw the Ninth Prince struggling to stand up and running to the emperor.

"Xiaojiu, you, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Hong looked at his son, whom he thought he would never see again in this life, but he couldn't feel happy.

If I come back, wouldn't that be courting death?

Suddenly, Zhou Hong suddenly remembered that he had received an urgent report that all the escaped children had been captured by Xue Wenyu of Yan State.

Zhou Ying knelt in front of his father. He had never seen his father wearing armor.

In my imagination, my father must be so majestic in his armor, but at this moment, he is so desperate and helpless.

"Ninth brother, what happened? Where are the others?" another prince nearby asked anxiously, including his two children.

"Don't worry, Third Brother. Everyone else is fine and they are still in Qucheng." Zhou Ying told.

The people who were listening had mixed feelings. Don't worry? They are all fine? Does this mean they are all alive and not dead? How could they be fine after being captured by Yan Guo? How good could they be?

"Xiaojiu, what's going on?" Zhou Hong asked again.

Zhou Ying finally realized that he had something else to say. "Father, they are the ones I invited to help us fight Wu Yu. There are only 20,000 of them now, and there will be more later."

"What? Invited by the Ninth Prince? To help us fight Wu Yu?" Zhou Hong looked at his son with bright eyes and didn't know what to do for a moment. A minister next to him blurted out.

After Zhou Ying finished speaking, he noticed that not only was his father looking at him with a strange look in his eyes, but everyone around him also had a weird expression on their face.

"Yes, it was this prince who invited them." Zhou Ying answered with certainty.

Now that he has calmed down, he also understands why these people are like this, because the look, tone and attitude are too familiar, isn't it the same way he treated the Eleventh Princess before.

When the imperial sister first proposed this idea, he, a young boy, had this reaction, let alone the adults in front of him.

"Your Highness the Ninth Prince, you are confused." A minister said sadly.

Xun Ying glanced around; "I know you guys want to say that I'm too naive, too fanciful, and that I'm letting a wolf into the house, right?"

At this point, he looked up at the person in front of him; "Father, I am not afraid to tell you the truth. I am not sure they will agree to come. I can't guarantee that they have no intention of annexing our Xixiang.

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What I thought was indeed very simple.

I, your son, want my father, my mother, and all of you to live well. As long as people are still alive, there is hope and possibility for everything.

Therefore, even if they have ill intentions towards our Xixiang, since Wu Yu will definitely take us even without them, we cannot let Wu Yu get too happy. In short, we must let Wu Yu know that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and it is not that simple and easy to annex and occupy our Xixiang.

Father, if you think my behavior is inappropriate, I am willing to die to apologize. "After saying this, Zhou Ying knelt on the ground.

The people around held their breath, thinking that the next moment, the emperor would kick the Ninth Prince.

After all, putting aside the question of whether or not they were truly helping Xi Xiang, asking for help from the Yan State, with which they already had a grudge, was already a very embarrassing thing.

After a moment's silence, Zhou Hong suddenly smiled and reached out to help his son up.

Isn't the second half of his son's words exactly what he had just thought? Zhou Hong suddenly felt relieved at this moment. He didn't expect that his young son actually thought the same thing as he did.

After helping his son up amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Zhou Hong stood on a high place and looked into the distance. He saw that the soldiers of Yan State had surrounded this side like a pair of huge wings.

Those soldiers faced the army of the Wu Yu Kingdom opposite.

The soldiers of Wu Yu State stayed where they were, and the soldiers of Yan State did not move either, and the two sides just stood there confronting each other.

Looking at the soldiers of Yan State with their backs to this side, Zhou Hong suddenly had an illusion that they were really here to help.

Xi Xiang's soldiers were also wondering in their hearts, "He turned his back to them with such confidence, is this a sign of trust in them? Or does he simply not take them seriously?"

"Xiaojiu, who leads the troops of Yanguo?" Zhou Hong asked.

"Replying to Your Majesty, it is Duke Xue, Xue Wenyu." When Zhou Ying was helped up by his father and everyone was questioning him, his father did not scold him or laugh at him for being a naive fool who was being used and fooled. He felt at ease.

"All soldiers, listen to my order and go and join up with the troops of Yan State immediately. Generals Wang and Tan, go see Xue Wenyu and listen to his arrangements on how to fight this battle." Zhou Hong gave the order with a solemn expression.

"Your Majesty, this is inappropriate."

"Your Majesty, please consider this carefully."

When several ministers heard this, they became extremely anxious and hurried to advise.

"There's nothing wrong with that. The worst that can happen is death. Before I die, I can see the defeat of the briber of Wu Yu Country. I can also hide my death from the eyes of others...