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Chapter 471 Going to Death
The world is like a giant chessboard.

However, chess players can only see their own pieces and a portion of their opponent's pieces. The rest are shrouded in mist. Occasionally, you might glimpse some pieces in the fog, but whether they are part of your opponent's trap or not, you need to judge for yourself.

Those qualified to sit on either side of this chessboard are naturally among the smartest, most confident, and most powerful people in the world. They all believe that their moves are accurate and that they can outmaneuver their opponents.

Only when the clouds disperse and the truth comes to light can the world be made aware of the facts.

This is truly a move that can never be taken back.
When the time comes to reveal the truth, that is, when the victor will be decided.
The winner will gain everything, and the loser will lose everything.

The Yuan dynasty lost two matches in this contest.

If they still had a chance to recover after losing the first game, now they are destined to lose everything.

Several years ago, Li Dachui went deep into the Yuan Kingdom, moving among the three princes and cleverly planting the seeds of infighting in their minds.

If any of the three princes were willing to sacrifice themselves for the benefit of others in this internal strife, then Li Dachui's scheme would be doomed to fail.

But who is the saint?

Who wouldn't want to sit on a chessboard and play chess?
Who wants to become a pawn controlled by others?

Li Dachui firmly grasped everyone's weakness, making them all believe that they could still sit under the chessboard and play against each other, and that they still had a considerable chance of winning.

Thus, the mighty Yuan Dynasty split into three, and they fought each other.

As time went by, Tiele finally understood everything and figured out Li Dachui's sinister intentions, so he decided to sacrifice himself for one last gamble.

This is a new game.

If Tiele wins, all his previous investments will be repaid in huge amounts. Although it's possible that he won't be the one to reap the rewards, it will certainly be the Yuan Dynasty.

However, Tiele, who had put in a lot of effort, could never have imagined that every step he took was part of his opponent's calculations.

Moreover, these chess pieces were placed many years ago.

Whether it was An Xuan, the Eagle Bandit, or the inexplicable Shaliewen under Akdun's command, they all became the driving force that led the Great Yuan Dynasty into the abyss.

There's no turning back!

This all-out effort by the Tiele seems to be exactly what the Beiting Protectorate had been hoping for; they have finally gotten the chance to gather and annihilate the remaining forces of the Yuan Dynasty.

Jebe looked up, tears streaming down his face.

I did it all by myself.

It was the greed of people like us that ruined a perfectly good empire in just a few years.

escape?
It's not that you can't escape!
But what good is escaping?

Will he become a fugitive hunted by the entire world?
Or should we hide our identities and become cowards?
Jebe had his own pride.

He wouldn't choose that path.

He'd rather die!
Although dying on the battlefield would also mean losing face to one's ancestors, at least it would not bring shame upon them.

Look up,

The sun was shining brightly.

White clouds drift lazily,

Bowing one's head,

The green grass was as bright as a shimmering mirror.

Unnamed wildflowers bloomed amidst the green grass, vying for attention.
It's a nice day today.
This is a good place.
So I die today, I die here.

That's pretty good too.

Dust billowed ahead, and the ground trembled slightly. Jebel stopped his horse and looked back; there were fewer than three thousand riders.

When leaving the city, some people quietly ran away.

It's ok.

He can choose to die, and others can choose to live.

Knowing full well that there was a dead end ahead, thousands of brave warriors were still willing to follow him into danger. His life was truly worthwhile.

Look to the left, the eldest son, just over thirty, has a calm expression.
On the right, the fifteen-year-old grandson, though still somewhat childish, had a resolute expression. He beckoned, and the grandson rode closer.

"The enemy has at least 20,000 cavalry. Are you afraid?" Jebe asked.

"Following Grandpa, I'm not afraid!" The grandson gripped the scimitar tightly in his hand. "This isn't my first time on the battlefield!"

"Good! Good!" Zhebie nodded repeatedly, reached out and fastened the iron helmet on his grandson's head, and patted his shoulder hard.

About two or three miles away, black banners fluttered in the wind, and a dense array of cavalry filled his field of vision.

As the enemy cavalry parted to the left and right, a large banner with the character "Xiao" appeared in Jebe's eyes.

As expected, Xiao Changche himself came.

Well, dying at Xiao Changche's hands is much better than dying at the hands of an ordinary person.

Jebe drew his sword and pointed it forward.

So the two thousand riders behind him shouted in unison, spurred their horses forward, and launched a charge.

"Kill the enemy!" Jebe spurred his horse forward.

His son and grandson beat him to it.

Xiao Changche gripped the spear tightly in his hand, while his little black dog snorted excitedly and occasionally raised its head to neigh. However, its bridle was being held firmly in the hand of a chubby fellow.

If it were anyone else, Xiao Hei would definitely open its mouth and bite them to death, you ungrateful fool.

However, the person in front of it was an acquaintance, and it knew this guy was not someone to mess with.

Because this fat guy's name is Li Kaixin.

If you try to bite this guy, you'll most likely get a punch.

So Xiao Hei strained its head to look up at the woman on its back.
"Let go!" Behind the demon mask, a pair of beautiful eyes revealed a murderous aura, and the tone was even more hostile.

"I won't let go!" Li Kaixin said firmly, looking as if he were ready to die. "Go ahead and stab me to death!"

Xiao Changche was speechless with anger.

This is outrageous!

But Li Kaixin didn't stop there. Seeing that Xiao Changche was speechless, he turned to Quanxin and said loudly, "General Quan, you are now the commander of this army. What are you waiting for?"

With a smile, Quanxin raised his spear and roared, "Soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!"

As the new horse charged forward, tens of thousands of cavalrymen behind him surged forward like a flood, heading straight for the Yuan army that was rushing towards them from afar.

When the new commanders took over the army, the officers had already checked their military tallies.

A well-organized army

An uncontrolled general!

The soldiers look at their captains, the captains look at their regimental commanders, the regimental commanders look at their captains, and the captains look at their generals; a single move can affect the whole situation.

So after the floodwaters breached the dam, only a handful of riders remained on the land that had just been filled with cavalry. Xiao Changche angrily removed his mask and glared at Li Kaixin.

They managed to evade the surveillance of Old Man Zhou and Old Man Xiao, but forgot about that fat bastard Li Kaixin.

Li Kaixin chuckled, her large pregnant belly protruding, but she gripped Xiao Hei's reins tightly in her hand.

The battlefield was very close to them.

But they are far away from them.

More than two thousand Yuan cavalrymen, surrounded by tens of thousands of cavalrymen from the Beiting Protectorate, were dwindling at a visible rate.

Finally, the great flag that symbolized Jebe fell to the ground in defeat.

Xiao Changche let out a barely audible sigh.

Regardless, such an enemy deserves respect.

(End of this chapter)