Who put the yellow robe on me?

Chapter 175 The God of War Arrives

The anger of the King of the Western Regions was like a thunderstorm, enveloping the entire court.

The blazing anger burned in the hall, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

Xuanyuan Xufeng knelt in the center of the hall, his knees pressed against the cold stone bricks. Beads of sweat streamed down his forehead. He lowered his head, his heart pounding. He could feel the cold gaze from the throne, piercing him like a knife.

"A hundred thousand strong army! A hundred thousand elite soldiers, yet you defeated them!" The voice of the King of the Western Regions exploded like thunder, filled with uncontrollable anger.

He waved his hand, his angry eyes sweeping across all the civil and military officials in the hall, finally stopping at Xuanyuan Xu Feng, "Do you know that your defeat has completely destroyed the military prestige of the Western Region? Moreover, the 300,000 troops I sent to your army are almost all of my wealth in the Western Region!"

Xuanyuan Xu Feng didn't dare to breathe at this moment, and the sweat on his forehead dripped onto the ground.

The King of the Western Regions was furious. His life seemed to be hanging on the edge of a knife. If he was not careful, he would lose his head.

"Come! Drag Xuanyuan Xufeng out and behead him!" The King of the Western Regions waved his hand suddenly, issuing this ruthless order. His voice was icy cold, like a winter wind, chilling the hearts of everyone in the hall.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life!" Xuanyuan Xu Feng was terrified. He immediately crawled on the ground, grabbing the bricks on the ground with both hands, as if this could save his life.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Your Majesty! Although I was defeated, I have no second thoughts! I am willing to serve the Western Regions once again with my life. I only ask Your Majesty to give me one more chance. If I cannot complete my mission, I am willing to die!"

His voice was trembling, filled with pleading and despair. He knew that if he could not impress the King of the Western Regions at this final moment, his head would be torn from his body.

The King of the Western Regions frowned slightly, as if pondering Xuanyuan Xufeng's request. Although his heart was filled with anger, as a ruler, he could not easily abandon one of his generals.

After all, the situation in the Western Regions has become very complicated, and weakening one's own strength is tantamount to destroying one's own city walls.

There was silence in the hall, and all the civil and military officials were watching this life-and-death decision nervously.

Lord Ji stood aside, a smug sneer flashing in his eyes. He had been waiting for Xuanyuan Xufeng's defeat. The defeat of this military commander gave him enough reason to completely trample Xuanyuan Xufeng under his feet.

"Xuanyuan Xufeng!" The Western Region King's voice was low, but still full of majesty. "Do you know how much damage your defeat has brought to the Western Region?"

Xuanyuan Xufeng's heart tightened, and he immediately looked up, his eyes filled with sincerity and pleading: "Your Majesty, I know my crime! But please give me one more chance! If I cannot achieve victory, I am willing to commit suicide to apologize!"

The King of the Western Regions was silent for a moment, then finally spoke slowly, "Alright, I'll give you one more chance! Bring 50,000 elite soldiers and pursue the remaining Northern Qiang troops. If you can defeat them, you'll have a chance of survival. Otherwise, you'll be beheaded!"

Xuanyuan Xufeng breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had finally saved his life. He immediately kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace! I will do my utmost to complete this mission, even at the cost of my life!"

Lord Ji stood aside, watching the scene coldly, feeling secretly proud in his heart.

Although Xuanyuan Xufeng had saved his life, he knew that no matter how hard the generals in the Western Region Army tried, they would find it difficult to reverse the situation. If Xuanyuan Xufeng failed this time, it would be the time of his complete downfall.

At this moment, he has already planned his own ideas.

After Xuanyuan Xufeng took his orders and left, Lord Ji stepped forward and respectfully addressed the King of the Western Regions, "Your Majesty, the Western Regions are currently plagued by internal and external troubles, and our generals are suffering repeated defeats. In my opinion, continuing to send troops to attack Daliang will only further weaken the Western Regions. It would be better to negotiate peace with Daliang."

The King of the Western Regions frowned, his face gloomy. He waved his hand gently, his tone filled with impatience: "We will discuss this matter later. Sir Ji, there is no need to say more."

A gloomy light flashed in Lord Ji's eyes, but he still didn't dare to say anything more and retreated respectfully.

Xuanyuan Xufeng led 50,000 elite soldiers to pursue the remnants of the Northern Qiang army. Although he felt somewhat relieved, a hint of gloom still lingered in his eyes. He knew that if this pursuit failed, he would have no chance of recovery.

And this time, the target - the remnant of the Northern Qiang army, has almost become his last straw.

Since the remnants of the Northern Qiang army were unable to break through Gaochang City, they retreated to the mountains and forests north of Liangzhou City. Their strength was no longer what it used to be. The defeated soldiers fled everywhere and had no power to fight back.

Xuanyuan Xu Feng secretly felt fortunate that as long as he didn't run into Jiang Chen, the sixteenth prince of Daliang, he would be able to complete the mission successfully and restore his reputation.

With the approach of 50,000 elite troops from the Western Regions, the Northern Qiang camp appeared vulnerable, its soldiers completely powerless. Xuanyuan Xufeng, with his elite troops, easily broke through the Northern Qiang's defenses and pursued their leader, Yelu Mengmeng.

On the battlefield, Yelu Mengmeng looked embarrassed. Seeing Xuanyuan Xufeng's long sword about to chop down, she felt despair in her heart.

"Today, I must kill you in exchange for the trust of the King of the Western Regions!" Xuanyuan Xufeng's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He sneered and swung his long sword, slashing at Yelu Mengmeng fiercely.

However, at this moment, a deafening sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the distance, like thunder sweeping in from the horizon. Xuanyuan Xu Feng was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to see an elite cavalry rushing towards him like a gust of wind from a distance.

The leader was wearing silver armor and holding a spear. His figure on horseback was like a flash of lightning, unstoppable.

That person was none other than the sixteenth prince of Daliang, Jiang Chen!

"It's you!" Xuanyuan Xufeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and a huge fear suddenly rose in his heart.

Jiang Chen rode over, his eyes like torches, staring coldly at Xuanyuan Xufeng, his voice steady and icy: "Xuanyuan Xufeng, you dare to touch my woman, I think you are tired of living!"

Xuanyuan Xufeng was instantly panicked when he saw Jiang Chen coming at him. He had thought that this pursuit of the remaining Northern Qiang troops would be a complete victory, but he didn't expect to run into Jiang Chen at this time.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Xuanyuan Xufeng roared, immediately turning his horse's head and trying to escape. Facing Jiang Chen, an opponent with extraordinary wisdom and strategy, he no longer had any desire to fight.

However, Jiang Chen's cavalry rushed into the Western Region Army like an unstoppable torrent. The flashes of swords and shadows of sabers intertwined on the battlefield, blood splattered, and the Western Region soldiers were scattered in an instant.

Jiang Chen’s arrival is like the coming of the god of war!

Xuanyuan Xu Feng fled in a panic, his face full of fear and despair.

Jiang Chen rode his horse to catch up with Xuanyuan Xufeng and said coldly, "Can you escape?"