Deposed Crown Prince: After three years of service on the frontier, the entire court knelt and begge

After the Turks on the altar announced the start.

Seeing that the five slaves had no intention of moving at all.

The Turks on the altar drew their weapons on their person.

He walked over to the five slaves and pulled out a leather whip covered in barbs.

"What the hell are you all standing there for? Move!"

After he finished speaking, he brandished his leather whip and lashed out at one of the leading old men.

With just one lash, the barbed leather whip struck the old man, tearing open his flesh and revealing a shocking bloodstain.

The old man was already extremely thin, and after being slapped like that, his bones were even faintly visible.

The old man was in so much pain that he was grimacing, so he simply stopped moving and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to the Turks: "Turkic lord, please, please spare my granddaughter, she...she is pregnant! She is...she is the daughter of the esteemed Turkic prince, please, spare her, spare her!"

As the old man spoke, he kowtowed to the Turks on the altar.

Upon hearing the old man's words, the Turk's eyes sharpened instantly.

He looked at the remaining four people on the stage, and finally his gaze settled on a girl who was covered in dirt and was trembling.

The Turk walked up to the girl and squatted down in front of her: "He's talking about you?"

The girl, trembling with fear, nodded.

The Turk continued, "You're quite lucky! Which prince favored you?"

The girl's face turned deathly pale, and she stammered, "It's...it's...it's...the Third...Third Prince..."

The Turk nodded, squatted down in front of the girl, and pinched her face with his left hand.

We saw the girl's protruding belly again!

Immediately afterwards, he flicked out a small knife from his right hand and plunged it into the girl's stomach, slicing it horizontally.

The girl's eyes widened as she looked at her abdomen in pain.

Then she screamed in agony. "Ah..."

The Turks had already reached inside and found an embryo inside the abdomen, which they then pulled out forcefully.

"How could your lowly bodies give birth to our noble Turkic bloodline!"

He looked down at the altar and said, "She's defiled. She's no longer qualified to be a sacrifice to the gods! Chop her up and drag her down to feed the dogs!"

Several Turkic soldiers ran up from below the altar, carrying large cleavers.

The old man to one side, his eyes bloodshot, yelled, "You bunch of bastards, you have no humanity! I'll fight you to the death..."

As the old man was about to get up and resist, the Turks on the altar raised their round knives and slashed at his legs.

The Turks' knives were very sharp, and the old man's legs were severed in an instant.

The old man, having lost his balance, fell straight to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the Turks below the altar cheered excitedly!

The families of the tribal chiefs shouted from below!

"You lowly wretch, how dare you resist! Quickly! You could have gone to offer sacrifices to the gods with dignity, to cleanse your filthy bodies and souls! Now, I'm taking that right away from you!"

"Priest, this good-for-nothing scoundrel, didn't he want to save his granddaughter? Let our dogs go up to the altar and eat his granddaughter!"

Upon hearing the words of these chieftains' family members, the Turkic priests respectfully bowed with their hands on their chests.

Before long, the Turkic soldiers brought out six large dogs, which looked like they were used to eating these kinds of food.

Upon smelling the blood, its eyes turned bloodshot, its mouth opened wide, and it drooled incessantly.

The Turkic soldier led the dog to the girl's side.

The dogs pounced on it immediately and started searching for the internal organs.

The girl's terrified screams...

The old man, whose legs had been severed, cried out in agony, "You beasts, come at me..."

The Turkic priest stood to the side, laughing, and held a knife to the old man's face: "Your turn will be next!"

Then, he looked down at the slaves below the altar!

"You lowly scoundrels of the Xiao Kingdom, it is your honor to be allowed to worship the gods. But anyone who dares to defy our great Turks will suffer the same fate!"

The scene on the altar was truly horrifying: the girl's screams and the sounds of dogs gnawing on her body.

This filled them with fear.

Compared to being eaten alive by dogs, the sins of the sacrifice seem like a kind of relief.

The Turkic priest raised his hand, holding a knife: "Long live the Turks!"

The Turks below the altar shouted, "Long live the Turks!"

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"Thud... Pfft..."

Before the Turkic priest could finish speaking, an arrow pierced his throat.

He stared in disbelief at the arrow piercing his neck.

He opened his mouth as if to speak, but no sound came out, and blood kept gushing from his mouth!

...

Just a few hundred meters away came the sound of chaotic hoofbeats.

Xiao Ce said to Da Lei beside him, "Excellent archery!"

"Shoot all of them at those clothed Turks! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"

Xiao Ce had no idea what was going on. As soon as they arrived, they saw the Turkic priest shouting "Long live the Emperor!"

Let Da Lei take care of him...

Xiao Ce had his feet on the stirrups and had already taken out a composite bow from his back, drawing the bow and nocking an arrow.

All in one go.

He wasn't afraid of accidentally injuring anyone, because it was easy to tell that the slaves were all shirtless and kneeling on the ground.

The Turks all wore clothes.

Before the Turks at the scene could react, they heard a shout.

They were still looking in the direction from which the sound came.

Just as they were observing, thousands of arrows were fired at once, emitting a strange howl in the darkness.

By the time they realized it was an arrow, it was too late.

Pfft... Pfft... Pfft...

They weren't wearing leather armor, and the high-speed arrows pierced right through their bodies.

"Ah... Enemy attack! Enemy attack..."

Some people died on the spot, while others who survived began to shout.

However, before they could react...

The second wave of arrows came, and they looked at them in despair!

They saw a group of cavalrymen who appeared like ghosts, and they died without even seeing who they were.

Xiao Ce's cavalry had surrounded this area, and the encirclement was tightening.

Ninety percent of the Turks present died from two volleys of arrows.

Xiao Ce looked at the corpses lying all over the ground, and the survivors, who were also seriously injured, were wailing in pain.

Some of them asked Xiao Ce's cavalry, "Who are you...which tribe are you from, daring to attack our Helu tribe! Aren't you afraid of our Helu tribe's retaliation?"

Xiao Ce snorted coldly: "Hmph... I am Xiao Ce, the eldest prince of the Xiao Kingdom and the new king of the Northern Desert! I've come to slaughter all of you Turkic dogs!"

As he spoke, Xiao Ce drew his bow and shot an arrow, which struck him squarely between the eyebrows.

"Soldiers, quickly clean up the battlefield, collect the arrows, and remember to cut off their ears. Go back and collect your rewards! Don't leave any survivors, leave no one alive!"

Xiao Ce said coldly.

The soldiers rushed forward excitedly and cut off the left ears of the corpses!

Xiao Ce said with a face full of disdain, "These are the so-called invincible Turks?"

Da Lei chimed in, "Your Highness, it was their Tengri priest who helped us. He gathered the entire tribe together, and we surrounded and slaughtered them—it was as easy as cutting vegetables!"

Xiao Ce nodded with a smile and said, "Indeed! Zhang Yunqing, is this all there is to their tribe?"

Zhang Yunqing bowed and said, "Your Highness, a sub-tribe should have around two thousand people. It seems that most of them have been conscripted to attack the northern desert!"

Xiao Ce nodded, his attention drawn to the series of mournful cries coming from the altar on one side.

His gaze also fell upon the slaves at the altar, where thousands of slaves huddled together in fear.

On the altar were the corpses of several Turks, and several dogs that did not recognize people and were eating the corpses.

Xiao Ce stepped forward and, together with Da Lei and the others, unleashed a rapid-fire crossbow, wiping out all the dogs.

At this moment, these slaves from the northern desert huddled together, watching Xiao Ce and his group in fear.

Although Xiao Ce claimed to be the eldest prince of the Xiao Kingdom, these slaves did not think so.

First, there were Xiao Ce and his companions' strange attire.

And the face paint that Xiao Ce had them apply made them all look like ghosts.

Xiao Ce walked directly up to the altar and found the source of the wailing.

I saw the old man's shocking wounds.

Before Xiao Ce could speak, with just a glance, Da Lei stepped forward to help the old man treat his wounds.

Xiao Ce looked at the boiling cauldron on one side, his gaze turning slightly cold, and then at the slaves huddled together below the altar.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! I am your king, and I have come to save you!"

The slaves looked at Xiao Ce with eyes full of fear.

Zhang Yunqing chimed in, "This is the King of the Northern Desert. Under the new king's leadership, all thirty-nine cities in the four prefectures of the Northern Desert have now been liberated..."

On stage, Zhang Yunqing boasted enthusiastically about Xiao Ce's achievements.

However, Xiao Ce did not see even a glimmer of hope in the eyes of these slaves.

What Zhang Yunqing said seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Xiao Ce said to Zhang Yunqing, "Alright, these people are terrified... There's no use saying anything more! There should be more slaves here than just these..."

Zhang Yunqing nodded: "That should be true... there should be at least several thousand people..."

The old man, whose wounds had been bandaged by Da Lei, asked in a trembling voice, "Your Highness...you...you are truly the new king of the Northern Desert? Have you come to save us?"

Xiao Ce listened and said to the pale-faced, weak old man, "Old man! Didn't you see? All those Turks who bullied and insulted you have been killed by me! I came to Turkic territory to kill all the Turkic dogs!"

Upon hearing Xiao Ce's words, the old man burst into tears: "My poor granddaughter, it's all my fault... If I had delayed a little longer... and waited for the prince to arrive, you wouldn't have died..."

The old man dragged his body and crawled to a girl whose body was only half intact...

From the old man's tearful account, Xiao Ce learned of the horrific and inhumane scene that had just unfolded there.

Xiao Ce looked at the old man with a grim expression: "These Turkic dogs are not human! Old sir, I'm sorry, I'm late."