Chapter 320: Three self-reflections

In a side hall on the outskirts of the imperial palace, the teacup in the hands of Xiang Hou Wang Gan made a crackling sound, and several cracks appeared.

There were also images here. Whatever appeared on the sand table in the main hall would also appear here, belonging to the sub-device of that heaven and earth chessboard replica.

He looked at the Liao people in the image changing into red armor, watched the leaders perform magic to change the appearance of a group of Liao people, watched the Crown Prince's troop blocking the way, watched the Crown Prince's Assistant Regional Commander being beheaded with one knife, and then being defeated in the ambush of the Liao people. Wang Gan used his greatest determination in his life to avoid crushing the teacup in his hand.

"Trash! All trash!" Wang Gan squeezed these words out from between his teeth.

That magic treasure long knife was his ancestral treasure. Relying on Prince Fu's favor, he stuffed this thing that was close to cheating into the hunting team, but didn't expect that Prince Fu's troop would be wiped out in the blink of an eye, and the treasure knife would fall into the hands of the Liao people.

Immediately afterward, this team of Liao people used the captured treasure knife to behead the Crown Prince's Assistant Regional Commander, and then used the disguised identity to wipe out the Crown Prince's troop. Wang Gan could imagine what kind of mood the Crown Prince would be in at this moment.

In the main hall of the imperial palace, the Crown Prince's hand gripped the armrest, his knuckles somewhat white, and apart from that, there was no abnormality, only he couldn't help but look at Prince Fu, with difficulty hiding his disgust in his eyes.

In the image, the Crown Prince's troop was killed and defeated, fleeing in all directions, but apart from the dozen cavalrymen who fled as soon as the battle started, others couldn't escape the Liao people's pursuit, and in just a moment, the whole army was wiped out. The combat power of several generals in the team was unexpectedly weak, and not even as good as Prince Fu's subordinates.

Prince Jin looked at the Crown Prince and said: "Making friends with many parties is a good thing, but you must also make friends with useful people."

The Crown Prince hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Father's teaching is correct!"

Prince Jin said lightly: "Sit down, don't do these useless things."

The Crown Prince's palms were faintly damp, and he wiped them twice on his lapel quietly, while his heart was like this autumn.

Military officers who could participate in the Autumn Hunt could show their faces in front of Prince Jin, and those who did well could also get military merit, and those who were lucky could even get official positions directly. So the quota for military officers under the Crown Prince to participate in the hunt became very tight.

The Crown Prince had always claimed to be broad-minded and recruiting talents, and his residence was already overcrowded, and the rewards were quite difficult. Therefore, the quotas for military officers in this hunt were also divided early by all parties.

As a result, no one expected that there would be changes in the hunt this year. The Liao people changed into official uniforms and launched a sneak attack, and their overall strength also increased sharply. Multiple middle or even late-stage good hands appeared, and they were not ordinary Dao Foundations. Looking at their combat power, they were at least heaven-rank, and maybe even Immortal Foundations. Now they even had treasure knives in their hands!

How could these people be put into the Autumn Hunt? And all the Liao strongmen took poison pills to suppress their Dao power cultivation, so how could their strength be fully restored?

Under various changes, these few guys who came to gild their gold didn't get any military merit, but instead lost their own lives, which could be considered a big face in front of Prince Jin.

Honestly speaking, the Crown Prince's troop was defeated not because of war, and their response was no problem. Setting up three treasure houses was to encourage everyone to fight for it, and there was no rule of first come, first served. Whoever grabbed it was theirs, and if they came early but couldn't keep it, it was useless.

So the Assistant Regional Commander appointed by the Crown Prince saw that Prince Fu's troop had just fought a battle, and many people's armor still had blood that hadn't dried, so naturally, he had the idea of fighting for it. Although he didn't understand why Prince Fu's troop would let go of hundreds of Liao people without killing them, these walking military merits naturally couldn't be let go. Moreover, the Crown Prince and Prince Fu were not on good terms originally.

According to the past practice of the Autumn Hunt, there were frequent fights during the competition, and many people died, but they all had a sense of proportion. At most, dozens of soldiers below died, and the generals would not die. The Crown Prince's Assistant Regional Commander never thought that the other party would kill as soon as they came up, and had a treasure knife in their hands?

In the image, the fighting had turned into checking corpses and making up knives. Seeing that the Crown Prince's troop was wiped out, Prince Jin had no expression and switched to Xiang Weiyuan.

Xiang Weiyuan observed the sword, his large face expressionless.

Prince Jin watched for a while, and everyone almost thought the magic treasure had broken down, freezing here. The screen changed again, and returned to the Liao people, who stripped off the armor of the Crown Prince's subordinates, put on a part of it, and used magic to change their appearance, transforming into the Crown Prince's people in the blink of an eye.

The corpses were all thrown into the nearby mountain ditch and covered with broken stones.

The cavalry wearing Prince Fu or Crown Prince uniforms kept coming and going, scouting the surrounding information. The Liao leader holding the treasure knife was clearly proficient in military strategy, constantly arranging, and in the blink of an eye, set up a new trap.

A troop turned out from behind the hill, their armor somewhat old, but each one was

They immediately saw two sides of troops confronting each other in the clearing ahead, with several hundred bound Liao tribesmen to the side. The banners of both sides were distinct; one side was Prince Fu, and the other was the Crown Prince.

The two commanders were cursing each other at the top of their lungs, and the soldiers on both sides were clamoring, looking as if they were about to strike.

But after seeing this scene, the border troops actually turned around directly and advanced in a different direction, instantly leaving the disguised Liao tribesmen at a loss.

In the main hall of the base camp, that border troop commander breathed a sigh of relief. He had repeatedly warned them during this hunt not to compete with others and not to participate in disputes, especially those between princes.

With the Crown Prince and Prince Fu confronting each other, helping either side would easily be misinterpreted as taking a side. And for border troops to intervene in the succession struggle was a major taboo. His main idea for participating in this hunt was just to show his face before the Jin King and strive for some welfare and military pay. The top spot was a matter for the three princes.

Seeing that they hadn't deceived the border troops, the Liao leader was not discouraged. While continuing to gather scattered Liao tribesmen, he had several dozen of Prince Fu's remnants run in front, with the main force of the Crown Prince's men chasing behind, and further back were the mixed forces of Prince Fu and the Liao tribesmen, escorted by several dozen of the Crown Prince's men like captives.

Thus, when the Wei Wang's team had just successfully opened a treasure vault and were descending the mountain, feeling satisfied, they saw Prince Fu's remnants being chased and killed by the Crown Prince.

The Wei Wang in the main hall could no longer smile. A moment later, the Jin King switched back to that unchanging big face of Little Wei Yuan and stared fixedly for a good while.

The Wei Wang was furious, the Crown Prince resumed his wooden expression, and Prince Fu dried his tears; a child cannot hide his thoughts, and there was a smile on his face again.

The Wei Wang's troops were already few, and they had approached with the idea of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, but they were suddenly caught in a pincer attack by the forces of Prince Fu and the Crown Prince, and unsurprisingly, the entire army was wiped out, contributing their armor and weapons.

This hunt had clearly deviated from its intended trajectory, but since the Jin King did not speak, no one dared to call a halt.

The screen finally returned from Little Wei Yuan's big face to the hunt, and this time it was the turn of the Anbei Military Governor Xu Tongshou.

His troops were surrounded by the forces of the three princes. When the fighting started, his subordinates were still confused and timid, but the other side went straight for the kill, suffering heavy casualties in the first wave, and then, surrounded by several times their number of enemy troops, they were defeated like a collapsing mountain, and the entire army was wiped out.

When the three princes' troops suddenly made their move, the screen was replaced by Little Wei Yuan's big face.

The Jin King was expressionless, breathing evenly, just staring at Little Wei Yuan's unchanging face for the duration of an entire meal.

Lu Wenbai suddenly felt that the chair under his buttocks was not so hard, and his collar was not so tight, unlike just now when it choked him until he could barely breathe.

As a fellow Military Governor, at least he still had fifty light cavalry and two hundred bare-bottomed men in his hands.

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Night fell, and all sides chose their temporary campsites and began to rest.

The Liao tribesmen continuously sent out men to collect and gather scattered tribesmen, and the number of people grew, gathering four thousand people in the blink of an eye. However, with the armor and weapons contributed by several troop units, plus the opened weapon vaults, these Liao tribesmen basically all had weapons in hand. And the several leaders had two more supreme-rank magic treasures in their hands.

That night, the troops of Prince Ying and Prince Cheng camped and kept watch, performing in a standard manner. The border troops took advantage of the night to act continuously, eating up the scattered Liao tribesmen in small bites. They did not approach the secret vaults, and stayed far away from the eastern part where Prince Fu and the Crown Prince's troops were, diligently eating up the scattered merits that others were too lazy to want in a corner of the southwest, like cats and dogs picking up bones at the dinner table.

The main force of the Liao tribesmen, with the disguised scouts as the core, continuously explored and gathered tribesmen, busy all night, sweeping through half of the hunting ground, and actually gathered a force of six thousand people!

At nightfall, Little Wei Yuan finally felt that the strange sense of being watched disappear, immediately got up to stretch his muscles and bones, and manifested a cauldron as bright as a mirror to tidy his appearance. After everything was done, feeling that there were no flaws on his entire body, he made his aura deep and distant, like an expert from the outside world, and sat down to watch the sword again before the prying reappeared.

Just as Xu Wenwu wrote, I reflect on myself three times a day: Am I tall, am I rich, am I handsome?

The prying descended, and Little Wei Yuan continued to watch the sword, his big face unchanging for ten thousand years.

The sky was about to brighten, and the troops of Prince Ying and Prince Cheng met. The two sides looked at each other from afar and then separated; Prince Ying went west, and Prince Cheng went east.

Prince Cheng's troops went all the way east, and unsurprisingly encountered the Liao tribesmen. They tracked a small team of fleeing Liao tribesmen, but unexpectedly were led into an encirclement, and after a bitter fight, the entire army was wiped out. Prince Cheng's troops were powerful, and knowing they couldn't escape, they fought to the death, and the Liao tribesmen's casualties were even higher.

This time the Jin King did not choose to switch to Little Wei Yuan's big face.

Prince Ying's troops brushed past a small team of Liao tribesmen, with only a mountain ridge between them, and neither side discovered the other. That small team of Liao tribesmen went north all the way, and sure enough, they discovered a military camp. The camp was not large, and at this moment only a few dozen people were left to guard it.

This team of Liao tribesmen added up to less than a hundred people, but each of them had the level of Dao Foundation, and their combat skills were superb. They snuck into the military camp, killed all the guards, and then discovered that there were two hundred horses in the camp!

At this time, the situation in the hunting ground changed again. The large group of Liao tribesmen gathered together actually reorganized on the spot, taking only half an hour to form six thousand-man teams, and each team had its own clothing and banners. The three princes plus the two Military Governors, plus Prince Cheng's troops, just happened to make up six teams of different colored troops.

The reorganization was completed, and the Liao leader holding a precious blade drew a map on the ground, then pointed his blade to the northeast corner, saying: "There is nothing here, the defense is empty, and there is only one defensive force of two thousand people outside the hunting ground that can arrive in time; they simply cannot stop us. According to the rules set by the human race themselves, as long as we can escape to a hundred miles outside the hunting ground, we can regain our freedom!"

"Will the human race keep their promise?"

The leader smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. As long as we kill our way out of the hunting ground, the human defensive troops will all come to surround and kill us. At that time, the Great Khan will have a chance to return to the grassland. As long as the Great Khan can return safely, it doesn't matter if we all die."

The sky had brightened, and the leader pointed his long blade to the north and shouted: "The whole army, set out!"

Several thousand Liao tribesmen started moving, and the formation was actually quite neat; it was truly a well-trained army.

Little Wei Yuan, who was sitting in meditation watching the sword, suddenly felt a stinging pain in the center of his eyebrows, as if someone was pointing a blade tip at him.

At this time, intuition would not be groundless, so Little Wei Yuan immediately got up and left the tent, saying: "All units, be on alert, enter the positions; someone blind might be coming."

(End of chapter)