The Villain Slaps The Protagonist’s Halo

Chapter 72: The main character must die

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The powerful words of the little monarch fell into the ears of the generals, making the whole group feel amused and a little ashamed.

Now it is already very difficult for Triumph City to just defend the city, let alone the two armies at war, suppressing the Qi army to fight, it is simply wishful thinking.

If Sikong God of War is still there, you can think about it for a while... Thinking of this, the hatred in some people's hearts was rekindled, and they stared unkindly at the faint king who would only hide behind the protection of the mysterious armor and give orders. If he hadn't killed General Sikong, how could Triumph City be in such a predicament!

"Go and invite Princess Jiarong here." Nie Jia put two fingers together and swiped, Ji Zhengyu took the order and immediately went to find his own daughter.

When Ji Zhengyu brought her daughter to the main hall, she was still in cold sweat and taught her how to voluntarily ask for orders in front of the king to get married. The crisis of Triumph City depends entirely on her.

Ji Jiarong had known for a long time that these people were going to send her to be married, and she cried for three days and three nights until the tears dried up, and nothing but despair was hatred in her heart. At this time, being dragged by his father forcefully, he didn't have a good face even when he met the king, he just knelt down and lowered his head perfunctorily: "My daughter, Ji Jiarong, pay my respects to my king."

Nie Jia said, "Give me a seat."

Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, including Ji Jiarong who was also slightly stunned. All the heroes in this room were still standing. Although she was the princess, her father, the Northwest King, had no real power. Let alone these generals, even if they were just a warlord, she had always offended her in the past. Great.

It was only when a Xuanjia moved a chair for her that Ji Jiarong came back to her senses and quickly thanked her. When she looked up, she saw the arrogant and lazy monarch, and a hint of anticipation suddenly arose in her heart.

"My king asks you, would you like to make peace with Qi?" Nie Jia stood up and sat down in front of everyone.

Ji Jiarong's heart tightened, and she knelt down under the gaze of her father and the generals, gritted her teeth and said with red eyes: "I don't want to! The shameless villains of Qi State invaded our territory of Yan State and massacred countless people. If you want to commit yourself to Qi's thief Nv Ning was sentenced to death! I only hate that the minister is not a man and cannot fight for the king, otherwise Qi Jinyu's dog's head will be taken!"

The generals looked embarrassed, and Ji Zhengyu was so anxious that he knelt down and was about to say something, but was kicked aside by Nie Jia, and immediately knelt down in a hurry and dared not speak any more.

"Very good." Nie Jia smiled, and glanced around: "The princess is not willing, what else do you have to say?"

Sikong Han didn't move forward, but stood behind with a sneer and said with a sneer: "The matter that can be solved by a woman, does the king have to sacrifice the lives of hundreds of soldiers?"

Ji Jiarong glared at him, firmly remembering the appearance of the left vanguard. She grew up in the frontier, and she was used to seeing that the marching team would kill women to eat if they didn't have enough food, and they would send women out for marriage if they couldn't win the battle and wanted to survive. For them, no matter how many women were, they were not human.

In peacetime, women are tools to continue the incense, but in times of war, women are two-legged sheep that can be slaughtered to feed their hunger.

She hates these people!

Obviously, she also went to battle with the generals to kill the enemy, and cut off the heads of countless Qi soldiers. She thinks that her contribution to Triumph City is no less than that of men. Why can they treat themselves as goods and give them to whomever they want? Who! Just because she is a woman!

"Conquest is the responsibility of soldiers, not women. Wars must be resolved by sacrificing women. What does the king raise you generals and vanguards to stand on the city wall and watch the fun? If the power of a country can't even protect women, let the golden branches and jade leaves You should be ashamed of the fact that the princess’s princess was humiliated in exchange for a turnaround, and you should feel ashamed!” The little monarch seemed to be angry, and his bowstring-like eyebrows frowned, “If that Qi Jinyu is so masculine, who among you is willing to stand up and join his account? Make love?"

The words were resounding, the room was silent, the generals were blushing, but Ji Jiarong knelt on the ground but couldn't breathe for an instant, and wept silently.

Nie Jia waved his hand, and a Xuanjia went over to help Ji Jiarong to sit on a chair. She sobbed, and was stunned to realize that Xuan Jia who came to help her was also a woman. It is rumored that the Xuanjia next to the king can slaughter a city by one person, and kill ten thousand people with one knife. It turns out that there are women in such a Xuanjia...

At this time, a well-built lieutenant retorted with a blushing face: "I believe that defending the survival of the Yan Kingdom is the common responsibility of soldiers and common people. Women are not as good as men on the battlefield, so they should play their role in other places. What is there to hesitate? I don't understand, if I am a princess, I will only feel honored if I sacrifice myself in exchange for the safety of a city!"

"Do you look down on women? You don't know that there are so many women who can skin you and cramp you on the battlefield!" The Xuanjia shouted angrily, and raised his eyebrows provocatively while staring at the muscular lieutenant with beautiful eyes.

Nie Jia smirked, feeling excited, and waved: "Lao Jiu is going to play."

The Xuanjia immediately kicked up to the lieutenant general, she didn't even draw the knife, she punched the lieutenant's stomach with her bare hands and suffocated him instantly, then she slapped her face twice, and with a sweep of her legs, the lieutenant fell down land. Xuanjia stomped on the lieutenant's face and snorted coldly: "Your muscles are not bad, and the wine must taste really good after cutting it off."

From the time when the king's voice fell to the ground and the lieutenant general was subdued, it was only a blink of an eye.

The generals came to their senses, and suddenly retreated around the two of them, their faces pale with fright. They are all good fighters on the battlefield, let alone a woman, even the former General Sikong might not be able to knock Meng Gan down in the blink of an eye!

Jun Zhangyue, who saw this scene outside the door, couldn't help taking a breath, feeling Xuanjia's overwhelming absolute strength intuitively for the first time.

The other Xuanjias were expressionless. If the king hadn't bluntly asked him to live and die, Lao Jiu would have ripped out the throat of the general in one face-to-face encounter.

"Are you convinced?" Nie Jia smiled coldly.

Xuanjia immediately increased the strength on his feet, almost crushing the lieutenant general's mandible.

Lieutenant Meng Gan thumped the ground to beg for forgiveness, and Xuan Jia retreated behind Nie Jia.

"Your Majesty, these are two different things, you have to think about it carefully!" Sikong Han wrinkled the bridge of his nose.

"In the battle where you and Song Yuwei captured Danyang County, the princess also fought with you, and the left vanguard of the enemy was killed by her with one arrow. Why are you two the only ones returning to Zhuolu?" Nie Jia had nothing in his eyes. A rhetorical question.

Both Sikong Han and General Yun Hui choked... What else could it be because of her daughter's family, would they have to trek thousands of miles back to Zhuolu with their men? But after entering the palace, it is true that the princess should be mentioned, but neither of them said anything.

Thinking of this, General Yunhui couldn't help but blushed with shame. He didn't do it on purpose, but he forgot... He subconsciously thought that the princess should not care about military merits.

"It's my negligence." General Yun Hui knelt down and pleaded guilty.

Sikong Han also put this matter behind him, and at this moment, being pointed out by the little monarch, he had no choice but to kneel down and plead guilty, "It's not convenient for me to think that the daughter of the princess is traveling with the army..."

"I didn't find it inconvenient when I was fighting, but it's more inconvenient to lead the army." Nie Jia didn't look at Sikong Han's embarrassment, and said with a sneer, "Ji Jiarong listens."

Ji Jiarong's heart was beating wildly, and she quickly knelt down: "Your servant listens to the order."

"You have made meritorious deeds in defending Triumph City. This king will reward you based on your merits. I will entitle you as General Guide to command the Northwest Army, and you will obey orders under Song Yuwei's tent. If you make military achievements in the future, your father Ji Zhengyu's title of Northwest King will also be bestowed upon you by this king." , It depends on whether you have the ability to ask for it." Nie Jia stood up, but her youthful face was full of undeniable toughness and arrogance.

Ji Jiarong and the other generals almost thought they had heard wrong...

"My minister... thank you for your kindness..." Ji Jiarong was trembling all over. She never thought that the king would recognize her military achievements when he came to Triumph City in person, and named her the first female general of Yan Kingdom, and even gave her Lost her military power!

Nie Jia's letter directly raised Ji Jiarong's status to the top of Triumph City. The people in this room who wanted to send her to marry, except General Yunhui, had to obediently give way to her when they saw her.

Everyone had shock and embarrassment on their faces, especially Sikong Han and Jun Changyue outside the door. Ji Jiarong, a girl, was named General Guide for just an assist, but Sikong Han, who had really made great contributions on the battlefield, was awarded the title of General Guide. Wasted one hand and received a whip! ! !

Nie Jia ignored them and said to Ji Jiarong: "Your father, Ji Zhengyu, is useless. I will reserve the title of Northwest King for you for the time being. Don't let me down."

"This humble minister will definitely live up to His Majesty's wishes, and will definitely help His Majesty take down Lutai and capture Qi!" Ji Jiarong's mood stabilized, and the weak woman knelt on one knee, her words resounding loudly.

Northwest Wang Ji Zhengyu knelt down and did not dare to raise her head, her neck was flushed red.

The monarch's order has been issued, and no one dares to refute it.

Nie Jia said, "Jun Changyue, come in!"

His tone was not kind, and Jun Zhangyue outside the door was startled. He brought in his robe and knelt down and said, "Brother Wang, what do you want me to do for you?"

He will never forget the fear of being almost shot through his throat by an arrow on the city wall. Now that he is back by his side, he no longer dares to act coquettishly like he used to.

"Although the epidemic in Danyang County has been brought under control, it is too close to Triumph City, so there is no guarantee that it will not be implicated. You should find a solution as soon as possible. Manpower and material resources will be at your disposal. I will give you two months." Nie Jia said.

Jun Zhangyue looked up in surprise, "Brother Wang, this kind of plague is rare for one in a hundred people. There has never been a cure since ancient times. Even if you give me two years, my brother will be helpless!"

"How do you know if you don't try it? Since ancient times, there has never been a miracle doctor like you." Nie Jia raised her eyebrows, and there was a mocking smile on her lips.

Jun Zhangyue felt that there was a mountain on his head, which made him unable to breathe, so he could only accept orders.

Nie Jia ordered, with his hands behind his back, his robes like the wind, he strode away quickly, "Song Yuwei, Ji Jiarong, come to my king's tent tomorrow to wait for orders."

"I obey!" The two generals responded in unison.

The king left, and what he meant was that he didn't plan to rest in the palace tonight at all. He traveled thousands of miles to Triumph City and went to Danyang County to inspect the epidemic all day. He just fell asleep for a while at night and didn't even drink his saliva. They rushed directly to the front barracks.

All the generals looked at each other for a moment, thinking how could they have underestimated the little monarch before

Ji Jiarong stood up, and coldly glanced at everyone in the room, her eyes were murderous, including her own father, especially after staying on Zuo Pioneer for a long time before shaking off her sleeves and leaving.

Sikong Han panted heavily, his heart was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood.