The princess is killing like crazy again

It didn't take much effort to capture Huiting, after all, speed is of the essence in war.

Although Cui was prepared, the main force was not back in the court, and coupled with the surprise attack by the forty-nine tribes of the Northern Kingdom, the city was captured.

Cui Ci Ning then led his troops to the front and scolded the general Hui Ting so much that he was spitting blood.

But when he returned to the court, the wolf flags of the forty-nine tribes of the northern country had already been raised.

Dugu Ying set foot on Huiting land, and the army behind him followed.

The army and torches looked eerie in the dark night, and the faces of the foreigners were full of aggression.

The people who returned to the court clumsily hid in the dark, cautiously spying on the victor who set foot on this land.

"Your Majesty, now that we have won a battle, shouldn't we let our brothers enjoy the battle as well?" asked a tribal leader with a big laugh.

Dugu Ying glanced at him coldly, "How can it be considered a victory to capture a city that Cui clan didn't defend? How can you fight the next battle if you only care about pleasure?"

"Cui Qining is now leading the Cui family army to guard Mengdan in the front. Do you think they are vegetarians?" Dugu Ying did not give him any face. "If you only want to kill people for fun, go back to the grassland!"

The leader closed his mouth with a grim look on his face.

"Everyone listen to me, no killing of civilians and no looting without my permission!" Dugu Ying said loudly.

Seeing that several tribal leaders were unwilling, he sneered: "Before returning to the court, this is our territory. Don't let your brains be filled with straw and think only of burning, killing and looting like a beast."

He glanced at those who were not offended with contempt, "If you are dissatisfied, just stand up."

Dugu Ying's personal guards hurriedly said, "Your Majesty is wise. This will be our territory after we conquer it. What good is there in fighting and killing people in our own territory?"

This seems to make sense.

Dugu Ying didn't say much.

His eyes swept across the land, across the frightened faces of the people hiding on the streets, and across the vibrant green of spring.

It is finally spring this time. I wonder if I can see the flowers in Yujing in spring, and whether I can see her.

Dugu Ying looked at the green and thought of the green silk skirt again.

In fact, it had been a long time ago, so long that his memory had begun to blur. Only the deep hatred and the green skirt were always fresh in his memory.

The line of Chu music poetry that Xiao Yurong had once taught him seemed to have finally received the most appropriate interpretation.

I remember the green silk skirt, and I pity the fragrant grass everywhere.

Just love the house and the bird.

After a long silence, Dugu Ying gave another order.

"Miss Zhaoyang of Chu Le, when you see her, you are not allowed to use force. You must be polite and bring her to see me respectfully." He said.

Knowing that those tribal leaders would pretend to obey but actually disobey, Dugu Ying looked at them, his emerald green eyes flickering like will-o'-the-wisp.

The leaders who were used to seeing the eyes of wild beasts felt a little creepy because Dugu Ying's eyes were too much like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time but still hunted patiently.

Especially since Dugu Ying was accompanied by the wild wolf he had raised since childhood.

"If I find out that she is harmed in any way, I will peel off your skin, pull out your tendons, and feed them to the wolves." Dugu Ying said softly.

shudder.

The leader of the Kulka tribe had long been dissatisfied with Dugu Ying. He held the scimitar in his hand and said dissatisfiedly: "Dugu Ying, you are just the leader of the alliance. We give you face and call you the king. If we don't give you face, we will send you to the west."

"Stop pretending in front of us. Don't forget how pitiful your Balmain tribe was back then. What qualifications do you have to tell us what to do here?" His rough voice and mocking voice echoed in the sky above Huiting.

He became more and more excited as he spoke, his face and neck all red. "Your Ata and your relatives are all equally stupid. As for your Ana? Even more stupid!"

That kind of laughter stopped abruptly.

Amidst the wailing screams, the leader of the Kurka fell off his horse, rolled and howled in the dust, and the ground was covered with blood.

Everyone looked at the broken limbs on the ground and the bloody knife in Dugu Ying's hand in horror.

They heard the eerie crunching sound of a beast chewing bones and separating flesh and blood.

Sparks were crackling, and they saw the huge wolf walking slowly towards Dugu Ying, with the gray hair around its lips and teeth stained with blood.

The strong smell of blood irritated the nasal cavity. Amidst the screams, the wolf lowered its body little by little, its dark green eyes staring straight at the remaining tribal leaders.

A precursor to an attack.

Dugu Ying's face was expressionless, but his eyes were covered with a faint shadow, "How dare you mention them?"

"The Kulka tribe lured the imperial army here, causing my Ata to die in battle, and all my uncles, aunts and grandchildren were killed. Later, they joined forces with other tribes to plunder the Balman tribe and killed my brothers and sisters." He said softly.

Everyone slowed down their breathing and dared not make a sound.

Dugu Ying gently stroked the wolf's fur and said quietly, "I didn't kill you because the time was not right. But I may soon be able to send your head to your wife and children as a gift, and the rest will be used to fill the little wolf's stomach."

"Then, I will rob your tribe of all its gold, silver and jewelry. Time and again, I will make your tribe wander and become impoverished. I will let you watch with your own eyes as your people fall one after another in the winter blizzard."

"Finally, I will chop off the heads of every member of your tribe. Old women and children alike, I will hang them all on the flagpole."

"Just like what the Kulka tribe did to the Balman tribe, I want you to pay for your blood debt with blood, a hundredfold." Dugu Ying's eyes flickered.

The pain of annihilating a family and the hatred of exterminating a clan.

He hated Chu Le and these tribes.

Every word he spoke seemed to be looking for a destination for his hatred, but every word spoke of his past and the blood and tears he had borne.

What he said were things he had experienced.

He once watched Ana commit suicide, Ata who was seriously ill but managed to pick up a weapon and died in battle, and all his relatives died one by one.

He just watched as his tribe was looted and shed every last drop of blood. Those left on the dry land and in the raging snow and wind were all his people.

They fell one after another in the harsh winter, or had their heads chopped off by the enemy and hung on flagpoles.

All of this was what Dugu Ying had witnessed.

Until then, he remains the brave little prince of the Balmain tribe.

Maybe the days are hard, maybe the winter is long, but the tribesmen hold hands to build the road ahead. Ana's rough but warm hands always embrace him, and Ata is always the hero standing in front to protect them.

He would rather stay in that cold winter forever.

That green skirt was the beginning of everything.

The beginning of prosperity and disaster.

He thus walked out of the cold winter and began to run towards the sunshine of spring, but the wind and frost of the past were roaring and chasing him from behind.

"Just wait and see, these are not far away." Dugu Ying seemed to be smiling.

The wolf crouched down beside him, making wild animal grunts in its throat.

Dugu Ying placed his hand on the wolf's head and patted it twice, neither lightly nor heavily.

He took a deep look at the leader of the Kulka tribe who was rolling on the ground with his arm broken, then turned and left without any reluctance.

The rest of the people could see the strong hatred in Dugu Ying's eyes, and they were all trembling with fear.

They began to think quickly about whether they had joined the Kulka tribe in attacking and looting the Balman tribe, and whether they had been disrespectful to Dugu Ying.

Now Dugu Ying did not kill the leader of the Kulka tribe only because he wanted to fight against the Cui family and needed the Kulka tribe to be the scapegoat in the charge to test the waters.

The giant wolf, receiving a signal from its master, moved closer step by step, and the dim torches beside it seemed to be flashing a bloody light.

Everyone forgot to breathe, for fear of disturbing the hunters.

A loud "clang" sound grabbed everyone's attention.

They raised their heads suddenly, and the knife that cut off the arm of the Kulka leader grazed the face of a leader standing in front of them. It was nailed to the tree and kept buzzing, with blood dripping down.

When they came to their senses and looked back, the wolf had disappeared without a trace.

They finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had survived a disaster.

*

Xiao Yurong finally arrived in Mengdan, and Cui Qining led his troops to greet her.

Cui Ci Ning was feeling mixed emotions at this moment, he did not expect to meet Xiao Yurong again so soon.

"How's the battle going?" Xiao Yurong asked.

Cui Qining replied: "They have enough soldiers and are good at fighting. Dugu Ying also has strategies, but they are not very harmonious internally."

Xiao Yurong nodded, "After all, the 49 tribes were a loose group before, fighting and killing each other, and many of them became enemies. Now it's just that Dugu Ying's methods are strong enough to suppress them temporarily."

“There should be quite a few tribal leaders who are dissatisfied with Dugu Ying. If we have to get that far, we should take advantage of him.” Li Yaozhi smiled.

Cui Ci Ning glanced at Li Yaozhi.

Li Yaozhi has always been inseparable from Xiao Yurong.

He then looked at Xiao Yurong. Xiao Yurong's face was as pale as ever. He had been in a hurry all the way and was sick. He was afraid that he had not had enough rest.

"Meng Dan has prepared food and lodging. Go to bed early and we will discuss the war tomorrow." Cui Ci Ning said.

Xiao Yurong nodded, "Okay."

She paused for a moment, "I want to talk to Dugu Ying myself, please help me spread the news to Huiting. If he is willing to talk, he will return to the court to talk with Meng Dan in three days."

Cui Ci Ning frowned when he heard this.

It seemed that he did not agree with this, but looking at Xiao Yurong's tired face, he could not say anything.

After opening his mouth, Cui Ci Ning nodded, "Okay."

Li Yaozhi came to assist Xiao Yurong in diplomatic mediation. He understood the interests and bottom line of the Northern Kingdom, and had also conducted in-depth research on the military and conditions of both sides.

During this period, he even negotiated with Dugu Ying's personal guards, and skillfully used negotiation skills and strategies to create a favorable diplomatic situation for Chu Le.

Li Yaozhi was the best at discerning people's minds, and he also accurately grasped the other party's mind during the negotiations, and put forward mutually beneficial suggestions at the right time and in a proper manner.

I have to say that the other party was shaken.

But the other party was not the person in charge, he was just conveying a message on behalf of his master Dugu Ying.

Dugu Ying quickly replied, saying that he only wanted Xiao Yurong.

Without anyone following him, Li Yaozhi would be completely useless.

When Xiao Yurong learned the news, he was referring to the records of Chu Le's previous battles with the Northern Kingdom. Based on the experience and lessons of his predecessors, he and Cui Ci Ning were conducting a sand table simulation of ancient battles.

After hearing the news, everyone fell silent.

Cui Ci Ning was the first to object: "No, he is just dreaming!"

Wanting Xiao Yurong to go deep into the enemy camp alone, without bringing anyone back to talk to the court? What's the difference between this and a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth!

"Yeah, it's ridiculous! Who knows what they are thinking?"

"If we enter the Hui Court, won't they still have the final say on everything?"

"The forty-nine tribes of the Northern Kingdom are insidious and cunning, and have repeatedly broken their alliances. They must be trying to lure the enemy deep into our territory, and then capture us as hostages in front of the battle to threaten us, Chu Le!"

"That's right! We must not let them succeed! Who knows what they will do?"

There were voices of opposition everywhere.

Li Yaozhi also disagreed: "A son of a rich family should not sit in the hall. Your Highness is a rich and powerful person, so you should not take risks, right?"

"Let them come to the border to negotiate, don't even think about going back to the court." Cui Ci Ning gritted his teeth and said.

Xiao Yurong sighed: "We are the ones who asked them to talk, not them who begged us to talk."

Cui Ci Ning certainly understood this, but he still could not tolerate Xiao Yurong taking risks.

He stared at Xiao Yurong's face, stubbornly resisting to speak.

"Go and deliver the message." Xiao Yurong supported himself and stood up with some effort.

Li Yaozhi quickly helped her up.

Xiao Yurong said calmly, "Go tell Dugu Ying that I will be back at the court, and ask him to be prepared."

"Your Highness..." Li Yaozhi looked at Xiao Yurong with worried eyes.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Xiao Yurong responded.

Dugu Ying had indeed made preparations early on.

As Xiao Yurong was being watched, he walked alone step by step to the gate of Huiting City.

When returning to the court, the city gate was also wide open, and Dugu Ying stood at the gate to greet them personally.

Xiao Yurong calmly looked into Duguying's eyes, "Long time no see, should I call you Duguying, or...Zuba?"

It had been a long time since anyone had called him by this name, so even when Xiao Yurong read it out, Dugu Ying was slightly stunned.

He slowly let out a smile, "You can still call me Zuba if you want."

That was his name, and it still is.

Only then could Xiao Yurong catch a glimpse of his past in this almost invulnerable leader of the forty-nine tribes of the Northern Kingdom.

"Are we going to tie her up?" Noticing the gaze following Xiao Yurong, Dugu Ying's personal guard asked his master cautiously in a low voice.

Dugu Ying raised her foot and kicked him on the leg, "Get lost."

The guard lowered his head and rolled away.

"Princess." Dugu Ying extended his hand towards Xiao Yurong. "There are too many people here. Let's go into the city and discuss in detail."

His Chu Music etiquette is much better than before, but it still looks a bit weird and stiff.

Yes, except for Xiao Yurong, who else could he treat with such courtesy?

There is only Xiao Yurong.