The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

No one on the city wall said a word for a while.

Jiang Yingcheng clenched her Uncle Yu's sleeves, her big eyes darting around nervously.

Running to the back would definitely not work, as her handsome father was watching them hungrily from behind.

If we go ahead, we will directly enter the territory of Jiayu City. There are who knows how many secret guards with extremely high light skills are waiting in every corner... It is not safe either.

Now there were only the left and right sides left. Jiang Yingcheng made an in-depth analysis of the positions of the masters below the tower, the routes that stretched out on both sides, and...

"Have you figured out how to escape?"

Before the little girl could make a plan to escape, her handsome father couldn't help but speak.

Jiang Yingcheng's already stiff body trembled violently.

She looked at the uncles who followed her and covered themselves up, and whispered to each other: "Run, run!"

Although we may not be able to escape successfully, let's try!

What if I can escape successfully?!

The expression on the little guy's face was so pitiful, his cheeks were flushed red due to nervousness, and his eyelids couldn't stop trembling.

Yu Xingmian lowered his head and thought for a while, then took a step forward out of courtesy.

Just as he took a step, two figures quickly rushed out from behind him and blocked the passages on both sides.

"Ah..." Yu Xingmian looked regretful and lowered his head to look at the little guy in his arms, "Uncle has tried his best."

But he still couldn't resist the chill emanating from Emperor Mingze behind him.

Yu Xingmian, who succumbed to the power, did not feel that there was anything wrong with what he did. He even turned around without caring about the little guy's life or death, leaned slightly towards Emperor Mingze, and saluted: "Your Majesty."

Jiang Yanchuan glanced coldly at the faces of several people and stretched out his hand.

Yu Xingmian handed the little guy over calmly.

Not long after, all the soldiers on and off the city wall heard a loud cry that reached the sky.

Jiang Yanchuan was concerned that there were too many soldiers present below, and was worried that the little girl would feel that he had lost face and hurt her self-esteem, so he stopped as soon as the cry sounded.

"I didn't use any force." Jiang Yanchuan's expression was indescribable, and he tried to use reason to make the little guy stop crying.

He indeed did not use much force. Even though he was very angry with the little guy, he still cupped his palms and lightly hit the little guy's buttocks.

This was because when he saw Prince Beiming kneeling below him just now, he had a warm thought that he should treat his own offspring well and not be an incompetent father like Prince Beiming.

When the little guy, who was crying happily, saw that this trick worked, he could no longer think of other problems and immediately started crying at the top of his voice.

“Wuwaaaaaah——Father, father, hit Chengcheng!”

"Who told you not to listen?!"

"Father beats Cheng Cheng!!"

The stubborn voice immediately raised its pitch. Jiang Yanchuan turned his head slightly and heard a buzzing sound in his ears.

He simply reached out and blocked the kid's mouth: "The thousands of soldiers under the city wall will hear your cries."

Jiang Yingcheng paused in her crying and quickly stretched out her two chubby little hands to cover the big hands of her handsome father.

Yes!

I almost forgot that this is an important moment in the attack on Beiming!

Jiang Yingcheng looked like a cooked lobster, his entire body dyed bright red.

Seeing that the little girl had finally calmed down, Jiang Yanchuan could finally reason with her.

He turned the ball in his arms around and faced it: "Didn't I tell you to stay in the camp?"

Jiang Yingcheng's eyes were red from crying, but he didn't use this opportunity to ask for any "benefits" as usual. Instead, he turned his eyes around guiltily, and suddenly remembered that he had a "life-saving" note hidden in his pocket!

Yes, there is help!!

She took out the note in a hurry, and a golden bean in the middle was accidentally pulled out. She didn't even have time to feel sorry for it, and just stuck the note straight in front of her handsome father.

Her big watery eyes lit up: "Chengcheng, Chengcheng is here to give you this!"

She had originally intended to have Uncle Lechen secretly slip this note to a few generals, but she had never expected it to work so well at this time!

Jiang Yanchuan took a deep breath, knowing that this was just an excuse the little guy made up to escape punishment, but he couldn't really blame him for anything.

After all, it’s because he has “suddenly disappeared” too many times recently, which has made the little guy really worried.

He reached out to take the note from the little guy's hand, pinched a corner, and shook it in the air. A topographic map of Jiayu City suddenly spread out before his eyes.

Unlike the topographic map they used when formulating their strategies, the map sent by the little guy had several large red dots clearly marked on it, and a few unknown patterns were thoughtfully drawn next to them.

“Where did this picture come from?”

"Chengcheng doesn't know. Chengcheng was just getting ready for a nap in the camp when this note suddenly landed on him," Jiang Yingcheng's eyes wandered. "Maybe it was sent by the mysterious person before—"

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

Time was short, so he didn't think too much about the countless flaws. He just hesitated and asked, "What is the shape next to the red dot?"

Jiang Yingcheng: "..."

"I don't know," Jiang Yingcheng pouted unhappily, "Maybe it's gold ingots."

The tone became dry.

Jiang Yanchuan understood.

This is a treasure map, which should contain treasures that the Beiming royal family and aristocratic families did not have time to move away. The little guy treated them as the gold and silver he had earned and sent them to him eagerly.

When he lowered his head, he could still see the unhappy face of the little guy because he had doubted his painting skills.

Jiang Yanchuan handed the blueprint to Xu Jiu who was standing beside him. Xu Jiu then left the place and ran straight towards General Kan.

General Kan has arranged everything in an orderly manner. Hundreds of elites have been directly deployed in the pursuit team in the south. Half of the remaining people are used to eliminate possible risks in the city, and the other half are heading directly for the Beiming Palace.

Because of the sudden arrival of the little guy, Jiang Yanchuan became the most idle one.

He thought about it, turned around, and jumped out of the city gate with the little guy.

The prince of Beiming who came to surrender was still kneeling in fear and trepidation. Even though Jiang Yanchuan had already led his men into the city and only left dozens of personal soldiers outside, he did not stand up rashly.

When the two landed, Jiang Yingcheng glanced at them curiously again and again.

"Why is this brother still kneeling here?"

Because of the little guy, Jiang Yanchuan was more tolerant of this prince, but his vigilance did not decrease at all: "His name is Guan Zhili."

He had already checked all the information about the Beiming royal family long before attacking Beiming. He knew their names and appearances, but he had no idea about their personalities and morals.

Jiang Yingcheng let out an "Oh!" and his eyes suddenly became empty.

Went to check the information.

After a moment, her black grape-like eyes regained their spirit and she looked up at her handsome father: "Then can Chengcheng play with brother?"

Guan Zhili, who was shaking non-stop in front, froze for a moment.

He was thinking about his father who had fled to an unknown place, and his eyes were sad.

He didn't understand why someone who lived in the palace could be so naive, nor did he understand why someone would bring their own children with them to the battlefield. What he didn't understand even more was...

The Mingze Emperor, who was so cold and powerful, actually said in a gentle voice: "Okay."

After a series of "thump thump" footsteps, someone tugged at the corner of his clothes from the side.

"My name is Jiang Yingcheng."

A warm bead was stuffed into his hand: "This is a meeting gift."

Guan Zhili turned his head with a blank expression.