Chapter 385: The Demon Lord Princess's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 385: Served as Emperor for Half a Day

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Some of Nan Liang's soldiers fled, some were killed, and still others were struggling bitterly; however, despite his all-out struggle, he could never change the numerical disadvantage.

Facing the siege of numerous enemies, he felt like a lone boat drowned in surging waves — no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the fate of being devoured.

Yan Wang and Ai Jiao moved like ghosts, instantly soaring into the air and landing lightly on the city wall like flying birds. His gaze was like a torch, locking tightly onto Xin Tong, as if a fierce falcon preparing to launch a fatal strike at its prey.

Seeing this, Xin Tong's face changed drastically; he shouted in terror: "Protect His Majesty! Protect His Majesty!" The sound echoed on the city wall, causing a commotion.

However, Zhong Kai had long anticipated this scene; his figure flashed, appearing before Xin Tong swift as lightning, blocking Yan Wang and Ai Jiao's path.

In a split second, close-quarters combat erupted; Yan Wang and Zhong Kai engaged in a heart-stopping melee. Their moves were like a violent storm, dazzling the eye.

After several dozen exchanges, Zhong Kai gradually felt hard-pressed. His breathing grew rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Yan Wang and Ai Jiao, on the other hand, fought more bravely the longer they fought; each of their moves contained tremendous power, making it difficult for Zhong Kai to parry.

Just then, a thought suddenly struck Yan Wang; he felt Zhong Kai was a rare talent, and if he could recruit him under his command to serve Dachang Kingdom, he would surely accomplish great things.

So, taking advantage of a gap in the attack, he lowered his voice and said to Zhong Kai: "Xin Tong will undoubtedly die today; a man of your high martial skill, if you would serve Dachang Kingdom, your future prospects are boundless."

Hearing this, Zhong Kai's heart shook, but he immediately replied firmly: "The Royal Guard lives for the Emperor, dies for the Emperor — there is absolutely no reason for betrayal!"

Seeing his resolve, Yan Wang and Ai Jiao knew their subversion plan had failed. They wasted no more words, focused their minds, and attacked Zhong Kai like a raging storm.

Simultaneously, on the other side, Ai Jiao was not to be outdone; she pounced at Xin Tong with agile figure, the long sword in her hand flashing cold light, aiming straight for Xin Tong's vital points.

Xin Tong naturally would not sit and wait for death; the other guards beside him, seeing this, immediately flew out and surrounded Xin Tong in a tight protective circle to ensure his safety.

Tang Qi, seeing Yan Wang's side unable to break through after prolonged assault, was frantic with anxiety; he decided on the spot and led his men charging like a gale to reinforce Yan Wang.

The Royal Guard members were all battle-hardened elites capable of fighting ten alone, but facing so many enemies, they also felt overwhelmed.

Although they resisted with all their might, barely holding on, the enemy numbers were simply too great, surging forward like a tide, wave after wave.

Yan Wang and Zhong Kai fought fiercely, blow for blow, neither yielding. They had already clashed several dozen rounds, victory undecided. Suddenly, Yan Wang's figure flashed, retreating a step backward; this retreat happened to expose Tang Qi behind him.

Seeing this, Tang Qi unhesitatingly stepped forward and engaged Zhong Kai in a heart-stopping duel. Although Tang Qi's strength was slightly inferior, he did not weaken, employing all his skills to contend with Zhong Kai.

At this moment, taking advantage of Zhong Kai being entangled by Tang Qi, Yan Wang swiftly snatched a bow and an arrow from an archer behind him. He didn't even have time to aim; with a swing of his arm, the arrow shot out like lightning, flying straight at Xin Tong.

Only a "pu-chi" sound was heard; the arrow pierced through Xin Tong's body like a meteor. Xin Tong's eyes widened, his face full of shock, staring at Yan Wang in disbelief, as if unable to accept what was happening. Immediately after, a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Zhong Kai also finally sensed something amiss; he abruptly turned his head, gaze like a torch, staring fixedly at Xin Tong. When he saw the arrow embedded in Xin Tong's chest, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, filled with rage and despair.

Only a furious roar: "Your Majesty!" The voice was deafening, as if to pierce the clouds. Simultaneously, a palm struck out like a gale, straight at Tang Qi.

Tang Qi was completely unprepared; the power of this palm was like an avalanche; he was instantly struck flying like a kite with its string cut. In midair, his body lost control, fluttering like a falling leaf.

Seeing this, Yan Wang was greatly alarmed; he hurriedly flew up, chasing like lightning. His speed was swift as a gale; in the blink of an eye he caught up to Tang Qi and caught him steadily.

On the other side, Zhong Kai also moved swiftly. His figure flashed, appearing ghost-like beside the falling Xin Tong, catching him with one hand.

At this moment Xin Tong had no strength left; his lips trembled slightly, struggling to say something.

Finally, using his last shred of strength, he said haltingly: "I... I... I want to... to... punish... you... you... you for failing to protect... protect... protect His Majesty..." But before the words were finished, his eyes suddenly rolled up, and he breathed his last.

Seeing this, Zhong Kai's heart sank sharply; he stretched out a trembling finger, carefully placing it under Xin Tong's nose. However, he felt no breath at all.

Zhong Kai's body shuddered violently; he slowly lowered Xin Tong. His eyes turned crimson, filled with despair and grief.

He took a deep breath, then used all his strength to shout at the guards locked in fierce combat: "Royal Guard, heed the order!"

Although the Royal Guard members were in the thick of battle, hearing Zhong Kai's call, they still diverted part of their attention to listen to what he would say next.

Zhong Kai's voice carried endless sorrow and resolve; he continued shouting: "The Emperor has passed away; all Royal Guard members, accompany him in burial!"

Before the words fell, Zhong Kai unhesitatingly drew his sword and slashed fiercely at his own neck. In a split second, blood sprayed everywhere; his body fell heavily to the ground like a puppet that had lost its support, with not a trace of breath left.

However, the other Royal Guard members, upon hearing his words, surprisingly did not hesitate in the slightest; they unhesitatingly turned the sharp swords originally used to fend off enemies, pointing them straight at their own throats.

In a flash, sword light flickered, blood sprayed; these guards fell to the ground one after another, motionless, as if struck down by an invisible force.

All this happened so fast that Yan Wang couldn't even react in time. He could only watch helplessly as these loyal guards fell in an instant, his heart filled with shock and helplessness.