Yu Gongyu's face was stern as he slowly stepped onto the platform. Each step seemed to carry a heavy weight. The heavy footsteps echoed dully above the silent training ground, as if it was the prelude to the approaching death.

He looked down at the group of captives, his eyes full of disgust and resentment, without a trace of mercy, as if he was looking at a group of ants that had committed unforgivable crimes.

With a "swish", he suddenly drew out the sword from his waist. The long sword was unsheathed, reflecting a sharp cold light under the sunlight. The cold light was dazzling, as if it could pierce straight into people's hearts.

"You evil thieves have committed heinous crimes by burning, killing, and looting on my border. Today is the day you will die!"

Yu Gongyu's eyes were wide open and he shouted at the top of his voice. The angry roar exploded like thunder over the entire parade ground, making everyone's ears buzz, as if it was going to tear the sky apart.

However, just as the soldiers carrying out the execution raised their shining steel knives high up and were ready to strike, a burst of hurried horse hooves suddenly came from afar.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw two horses galloping towards them like the wind. The dust raised by the horses' hooves formed a yellow mist behind them, spreading towards this side like covering the sky and the sun.

As the horse's hooves got closer, the figure on the horse's back gradually became clearer in the flying dust.

The first person who caught everyone's eye was Ren Jingzhi. He was seen riding on the horse with an upright posture. Although he looked anxious, there was a determination in his eyes.

And beside him, walking side by side with him, there was a young man. The man looked dignified and calm. Although he had been galloping all the way, he still maintained his demeanor. He sat steadily on the horse's back and rushed towards this side with Ren Jingzhi.

The two horses neighed long and raised their front hooves high. The two men on horseback pulled the reins neatly, then dismounted and galloped straight towards Yu Gongyu.

Ren Jingzhi's face was filled with anxiety, veins popping out on his forehead. He ran while shouting at the top of his lungs, "Marshal, spare his life! Absolutely not!"

His voice became hoarse with anxiety, and his eyes were full of anxiety and worry.

When Yu Gongyu saw Ren Jingzhi suddenly appear, he was delighted at first, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly stepped forward, looked Ren Jingzhi up and down, and asked with concern: "Brother Ren, are you hurt?" The tone was completely different from the coldness just now, and was full of sincere concern.

"I'm fine. Is the Sixth Prince going to kill the prisoners?" Ren Jingzhi asked knowingly, breathing heavily and staring at Yu Gongyu's eyes, as if trying to find out something from his eyes.

Yu Gongyu knew Ren Jingzhi's character and knew that he would not sit idly by and watch these prisoners being killed. In fact, under normal circumstances, he would not do such a cruel thing, but he thought that Ren Jingzhi was being killed by the enemy, so he gave this order in anger.

At this moment, the more than 20,000 prisoners, as if they had agreed beforehand, all knelt on the ground with a plop, their eyes full of fear and pleading.

They shouted in unison: "Third Prince, please save us!" The shouts came one after another, echoing over the parade ground, revealing endless despair, as if they were cries for help from the depths of hell.

Some prisoners even crawled to the front desperately and kowtowed desperately. Their foreheads hit the ground with a "bang bang" sound, and soon they started bleeding. Their miserable appearance was unbearable to look at. Tears, sweat and blood mixed together and covered their faces.

Bai Yuchuan stood there quietly, looking at the group of miserable captives in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but ache.

His eyes slowly swept across the terrified faces, and the tragic scenes on the battlefield and the helplessness of these soldiers when they were abandoned involuntarily emerged in his mind.

Thinking of this, he hated Bai Yuhao's selfish behavior of only caring about his own life and completely disregarding the lives of his soldiers.

He frowned slightly, with a gentle and calm expression on his face, and said loudly: "All soldiers, listen to my orders, do not resist any more, this prince is here, and I will keep you safe."

The voice was steady and powerful, like a wisp of spring breeze, igniting a glimmer of hope in the hearts of the captives.

As soon as the words fell, the enemy soldiers, who were originally filled with panic and thought they were doomed, suddenly felt like they had grabbed a life-saving straw, and the light of hope instantly lit up in their eyes.

Many soldiers were so excited that they burst into tears on the spot. Tears slid down their dirty cheeks, leaving mud marks on their faces.

A middle-aged general knelt heavily on the ground with a "thump" and kowtowed repeatedly in the direction of Bai Yuchuan.

He cried out in a choked voice: "Thank you, Third Prince. Thank you, Third Prince! I thought I would die here today and never see my wife and children again. I didn't expect that I would still have this glimmer of hope. I will never forget the Third Prince's great kindness!"

After saying this, he began to sob. In his cry there was a mixture of relief for surviving the calamity and fear for his previous desperate situation.

Some young soldiers nearby also echoed them, constantly muttering words of gratitude, and some even burst into tears.

At the same time, many soldiers remembered that Bai Yuhao was only concerned with escaping for his own life and had abandoned them, and they could not help but grit their teeth and show resentment on their faces.

"Bah! What kind of person is that prince? He usually brags about himself like a flower, but at the critical moment he abandoned us and ran for his life alone. He didn't care about our life or death at all!"

A soldier with a stubble on his face spat fiercely on the ground, cursing with contempt and anger in his eyes.

"That's right, if the Third Prince hadn't risked his life to rescue us, we would all be finished today. Who would be willing to work for that ungrateful guy in the future? I think we should only listen to the Third Prince from now on!"

Another soldier with an injured arm also shouted loudly, waving his uninjured arm to express his indignation.

Everyone was criticizing Bai Yuhao, but at the same time they were grateful to Bai Yuchuan, as if at that moment, they had transferred their loyalty from Bai Yuhao to the benevolent third prince.

Bai Yuchuan listened to the soldiers' words quietly, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart. He knew that these soldiers were also following orders, and now they have ended up like this, they must be full of grievances and helplessness.

Ren Jingzhi and Yu Gongyu were deeply touched when they saw the scene in front of them.

At the same time, Umiya Tama heard the captives shouting "Third Prince" and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

However, at this moment, his mind was completely focused on the sudden appearance of Ren Jingzhi. Although he felt a little confused about who the "Third Prince" referred to, he just frowned slightly and temporarily suppressed this doubt in his heart without asking any more questions.

Yu Gongyu's expression was grim, and his eyes swept over the soldiers who had already raised their shining steel knives and were ready to execute the prisoners. Then he raised his voice and shouted, "All soldiers, listen to my orders! Keep these prisoners well for now, and we will discuss how to deal with them later!"

After the words were spoken, everyone around him visibly breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense atmosphere eased a little.

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