Zhao Xu had been patient for many years, and this time he made careful arrangements, and finally succeeded in ambushing Yu Shangjun halfway and killing him. He was under the banner of fighting against the traitors, and he led the morale-boosted soldiers of King Yiyang and some soldiers gathered from other forces to rush to the royal city.
He thought victory was within reach, and that he only had one more war left to regain the throne. However, he never expected that the middle-aged scholar who had betrayed him in the past would discover his plot, assist Yu Shangjun's son to hastily succeed to the throne, and urgently dispatch troops to defend the city. The walls of the royal city were high and thick, and if he held on, it would be impossible to break through in a short period of time.
Zhao Xu originally wanted to attack the enemy by surprise, but the enemy reacted so quickly that his plan failed instantly. Not only that, the reinforcements from other places also arrived unexpectedly quickly. After seeing that Zhao Xu led his army into the encirclement, the city gates were opened, and the defenders in the city cooperated with the reinforcements to block them in the encirclement. If Zhao Xu had not seen the situation and fled quickly, he would probably have ended up being hacked to death at the gate of the royal city like most of the soldiers.
Zhao Xu had won battles before, and he was indeed capable, but he always lost in the most crucial battles, time and time again, and almost all of it could be attributed to his bad luck. Even his subordinates who had always followed him in the past had to grumble. Everyone else was like this, so Zhao Xu, the person involved, was naturally even more aggrieved, but what could he do
"Now... what should we do?" The group of remaining soldiers looked at each other and secretly looked at Zhao Xu who was covered in blood.
Zhao Xu's face was uncertain, and he said in a deep voice: "Return to Yiyang."
"But..." His deputy hesitated: "Will King Yiyang still support you like before? And this desperate gamble has completely exposed us. It is estimated that it will not be long before a large army goes to Yiyang to attack us."
Zhao Xu smiled coldly, "Let's go!"
When he returned to Yiyang, the King of Yiyang had already heard of his failure. He was disappointed and afraid, fearing that he would be implicated. As expected, he changed his previous support, turned against him, and even tried to have his guards kill him.
"You still want to cut off your relationship with me at this point? Don't you think it's too late?" Zhao Xu was a ruthless man who had time to make arrangements. In the past few years, he had secretly controlled many people in Prince Yi Yang's Mansion. Now that he had turned against Prince Yi Yang, he killed Prince Yi Yang without hesitation and occupied Prince Yi Yang's Mansion himself.
"King, Madam..." The subordinates cleaned up the Prince of Yi Yang's mansion and found the daughter of Prince of Yi Yang who was in hiding. Zhao Xu's reaction to this woman who had been married to him for several years was to simply give an order, "Kill her." If he left her alone, it might ruin his plans.
After he resolved all the hidden dangers, he closed the gates of Yiyang tightly, making an appearance of being ready to defend the city to the death. But secretly, he took a group of confidants, disguised as businessmen, and sneaked out of the city before closing the gates, heading towards the grassland.
His trusted subordinates didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to go to the grassland at this time, and they secretly wondered if he had been hit too hard and had reached a dead end, so his mind was no longer clear. Or did he want to change his name, hide in the grassland farther away from Zhao State, lie dormant for a few years to accumulate strength, and then counterattack
Zhao Xu had indeed reached the end of his rope. After several setbacks, he had to admit in frustration that he had lost his luck and was too rejected by the world. If he wanted to succeed, he had to rely on the luck of the heroine.
The reason why he didn't go to the grassland to find Yin Ruxu before, but waited until now when there was no way out, was because he had a premonition that it would not go smoothly. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he knew in his heart that he would most likely fail.
However, he would never be willing to fail without giving it a try.
They disguised themselves as a small caravan, transporting tea and other goods, and met a caravan from Yin on the way. Zhao Xu relied on his charming face to successfully hook up with the female manager of the caravan, and with their help, he came to Wutu.
"Look, that's the Wutu tribe, but now it can be called a city. In the past two years, many people have moved in here. This is your first time here, so you have to register first."
Zhao Xu had heard that Wutu had developed well in recent years, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he still felt unhappy. This was a stark contrast to him. He was getting worse and worse, while Wutu was getting better and better. All this was indeed because of the heroine Yin Ruxu.
In each world, a child of luck will appear at a certain time. They condense the key to the luck of a world and are destined to live a safe, smooth and happy life. Zhao Xu accidentally learned some secrets about the world a long time ago, and began to collect the luck of the world. He used various means to gain the love of those children of luck, and then tortured them in various ways, causing many twists and turns in their originally smooth lives, making them painfully infatuated and inseparable from him, so as to control them and achieve the goal of restraining the luck of the entire world.
Once successful, those worlds will no longer develop and multiply. They will only repeat the life of the Son of Luck, again and again, providing him with enough luck. This luck will allow him to go to more other worlds and get more opportunities to control other worlds.
He had been smooth sailing for too long, had achieved so much, and had almost forgotten the taste of failure. But now, just like Zhao Xu in this world, he was beaten back to his original form time and time again.
But he still refused to accept failure and was unwilling to admit defeat.
"I heard that the prosperity of the Wutu tribe today is all brought by the princess of the Yin Kingdom. It is really admirable." Zhao Xu mentioned Yin Ruxu intentionally or unintentionally.
“The princess has set a good example, but Chief Wutu is also very powerful. There have been other people who have come to cause trouble over the years, but he has been victorious in every battle and has protected these trade routes. Nowadays, it is said that these trade routes are the safest, and we don’t even have to worry about horse thieves and bandits. Who would have thought it would be so bad ten years ago.” The caravan manager took him to apply for a certificate to do business in the market, and introduced Wutu’s situation to him along the way.
After Zhao Xu and the steward crossed a road, in front of a small stall across the road, A Yan pulled Yin Ruxu's hand and asked curiously, "Mom, what are you looking at?"
He didn't get a response, which made him feel strange. He looked carefully at Am's expression, but found that Am, who was always gentle, had a blank expression on her face and was looking at the opposite intersection with a terrifying look in her eyes.
"Mom?" A Yan grabbed his mother tightly in worry.
Yin Ruxu turned to look at him, revealing a pale smile. She squatted down and gently stroked the child's head. The child's eyes were full of admiration and worry, and they overlapped with the innocent child who died in a trance, but the poor child died before he could reach this age.
"Ayan, go and play by yourself. Bring your bow and find your friends to go hunting with you." Yin Ruxu's tone was gentle, but it was firm and unyielding. Ayan noticed that something was wrong with his mother, but he didn't want to go against her wishes, so he hesitated for a moment and finally agreed.
Yin Ruxu returned to the king's tent and prepared food for the child in case he got hungry while hunting. He then watched him leave and waved at him with a smile when he turned around and looked back.
After walking for a while, A Yan got worried and stopped his horse to call Er Bao, "Er Bao, go back and accompany A Mu."
The wolf following him howled, turned around and ran back to the king's tent in a very human way. Yin Ruxu was sitting in the king's tent in deep thought, her hand slowly stroking the dagger that Wo Tu had given her. Seeing Erbao coming back, her expression relaxed for a moment, and she stroked the wolf's head, "Did A Yan ask you to come back?"
The wolf rubbed her palm and surrounded her with another wolf to guard her.
Yin Ruxu put down the dagger and called a few wolf riders. Wo Tu was out and would probably be back at night. If Wo Tu was not there, her words would be the most authoritative in the Wutu tribe. As the strongest fighting force in Wutu, many warriors in the wolf riders married the palace maids around her and had a very close relationship with her.
"There's a spy who has infiltrated the tribe. Go and bring him here. He is cunning and vicious. You must hit him immediately and don't let him escape." After Yin Ruxu explained everything in detail to the wolf riders, he asked them to go down and capture the man, while he sat in the tent and waited.
Zhao Xu here didn't know that he had been discovered by Yin Ruxu, and was still thinking about how to create a meeting with Yin Ruxu. He also had to figure out who the heroine was if she was replaced.
"He, he just settled here temporarily. Please understand that we really didn't know he was a spy!"
Zhao Xu was startled when he heard the chaotic voices coming from outside the tent. He felt something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to hide and observe the situation. However, the tent was not very big and the people rushed in quickly, grabbing him in a few moves.
"Is this the guy?"
"The clothes match, it's definitely him, take him away!"
Zhao Xu said calmly: "What's the matter? It must be a misunderstanding."
No one paid any attention to him. Several wolf riders pushed him out. When Zhao Xu went out, he found that his subordinates had been restrained by many wolf riders. All the weapons they had hidden on their bodies were searched out and thrown on the ground.
Zhao Xu was no exception. Two wolf riders searched him roughly and took out all the dangerous weapons on him before taking him to see Yin Ruxu.
"Princess, the spy has been brought here."
Zhao Xu looked up and saw Yin Ruxu sitting there, surrounded by two wolves. He felt that Yin Ruxu's eyes were strange, and he immediately shouted: "Princess, I'm afraid you have some misunderstandings about me. Why don't you listen to my explanation? Princess, aren't you curious about the current situation? Maybe I can help you!" He regarded Yin Ruxu as the same heroine as the previous worlds.
Although he had no other options, if Yin Ruxu was not the original Yin Ruxu, she would definitely reveal her flaws. Then he could use other languages to gain a chance to talk. As long as the woman was willing to talk to him, he still had hope. It must be said that Zhao Xu finally learned to hold back his arrogance and domineering attitude when he was at a disadvantage.
Unfortunately, he made a mistake. Yin Ruxu just kept looking at him with a strange look, and then she said something lightly.
"Take this spy away, draw him into pieces by five horses, and bury the body parts separately on several busy roads outside the tribe." She wanted him to die miserably and painfully, and his corpse to be trampled by millions of people after his death.
Zhao Xu's eyes were red with anger, and he struggled, "Wait! You can't kill me! I'm Zhao Xu, you're not the real Yin Ruxu, right!"
The wolf rider raised his hand and slapped him, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the princess! It's true that you are not a good person if you harbor evil intentions!"
Yin Ruxu quietly watched Zhao Xu's madness, watched him being dragged away by the wolf riders, and the curses became farther and farther away. She really didn't understand why she had to go through those things countless times, and didn't understand why Zhao Xu acted as if he knew her, but she didn't want to understand these anymore. From the first time she saw him, she only understood one thing, that is, she wanted this person to die.
Thick ropes were put around his limbs and neck, and the pull of the horse tore a person apart like tearing a piece of paper. In extreme pain, Zhao Xu completely lost contact with the world.
In the evening, Wotu led his men back to the tribe. His horse galloped along the road in front of the tribe. He saw his wife standing in the middle of the road looking at the land beneath her feet. The soil under her feet seemed to have just been renovated.
"Xuxu, why are you waiting for me?" Wo jumped off the horse, holding the horse with one hand and her with the other, and they walked into the tribe together.
Yin Ruxu leaned on his shoulder and said, "I suddenly miss you."
Wo Tu was stunned for a moment, then he smiled widely, lifted her up with both hands, and ran back to the king's tent with her in his arms as if playing.
"Then I'll take you out to play tomorrow?"
"good."
The author has something to say: Sending someone’s head from a thousand miles away is a token of sentiment.