I really became a king.

Chapter 365 Certificate of Surrender

They were very familiar with the martial arts used by dozens of masked soldiers around Chixu, because they had been practicing this martial arts since childhood. Chixu told them that this was the "Changchun Kung Fu".

If one achieves the highest level of cultivation, although he cannot achieve immortality, he can prolong his life and remain forever young, with his life span being dozens or even hundreds of years longer than that of other people.

Of course, these were all told to them by their adoptive father Chixu, and they believed them without a doubt, but now...

"Who are they?" Yi Yizi asked hesitantly.

"Yes, they are our dead brothers..." Chi Lie replied in a low voice.

"Impossible, they all died in the battle, many of us have seen their bodies with our own eyes!" said another disciple in disbelief.

At this moment, the mask on the face of one of Akashi's personal soldiers suddenly fell off, revealing a dry, bloodless face.

Although he was no longer in human form, like a walking corpse, many of the adopted sons still screamed in surprise, because they were very familiar with this face. It was the brother they thought had died not long ago. And it was because of this that Chi Tie was promoted from a candidate to the 99th adopted son.

“So, he really adopted us as his adopted sons for the purpose of practicing. Although we are called adopted sons, in reality, we are the cauldrons for his practice…” one of the adopted sons murmured in a low voice.

No one answered him. Dozens of his brothers were silent, with pain and endless grief on their faces. Now they had completely believed what Chitie said and the records in the book.

In the east, the dark mass of cavalry was already in sight. The rumbling sound of horse hooves shook the wilderness, and the entire world was shrouded in a heavy pressure.

Dozens of Chixu's adopted sons looked at Chilie, as if waiting for their brother to make the final choice.

On the battlefield, only half of Mao Wenhuan's army of tens of thousands remained, and Chixu's thousands of personal soldiers were also killed or wounded, leaving only a few hundred people.

But it was these hundreds of people who, surrounded by Mao Wenhuan's thousands of troops, attacked left and right with extreme ferocity. Wherever they passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere. They were no match for them at all.

Even dozens of generals including Mao Wenhuan were killed and forced to retreat. After all, Chixu's side suddenly had dozens of sixth-mirror martial arts masters, and the gap in strength was too big.

Chi Lie, who had been silent all the time, looked towards the east. Tens of thousands of cavalrymen were galloping towards them, and a large flag came into view in the distance.

"The flag of the King of Dali!"

Chi Lie sighed with a complicated expression. Before this, due to the subtle influence of Chi Xu, they had disdained the flag of King Dali, which symbolized the orthodoxy of Western Xinjiang.

But now that he knew the truth about his ninety-nine adopted sons, he felt a completely different emotion.

"Big brother!"

Seeing that Jiang Yi's army was about to charge over, Chi Tie shouted anxiously, time is running out, if he doesn't make a choice, he might have no choice left.

Chi Lie withdrew his gaze from the east, glanced at the dozens of brothers around him, and sighed. He knew that he had to make the final choice.

In other words, they need to submit a pledge of allegiance!

"It's time to make a final conclusion..." Chi Lie rode on the horse and slowly drew out his sword. The blade was red and white in the clear sky.

As if it was a signal, dozens of figures around him drew out their swords in unison, and dozens of other princes who were originally commanding an army of 100,000 in the distance also rode their horses and galloped over.

"Let this battle finally settle our 'father-son relationship'... and seek justice for our relatives who died in vain!"

As if they remembered the miserable life stories of each of them in the book, the ninety-nine adopted sons of Chixu all had bloodshot eyes filled with deep hatred.

From the moment they were adopted as prospective adopted sons, each of them felt heartfelt gratitude towards Akasu, because it was he who provided these lonely orphans with a home.

Although this family is full of strict hierarchy and they have no status in the family, everyone is still grateful to Chixu, their adoptive father. But now they know the truth, it was not someone else who made them orphans, but this adoptive father, for which all their relatives were brutally killed.

This is an irreconcilable blood feud. If I don’t avenge it, I would be unworthy of being a human being!
"kill!"

Chi Lie swung the sword in his hand violently and rushed towards his former adoptive father.

"You old thief Chixu, return my parents' lives to me!" Chitie roared and rode his horse to follow, followed by the other ninety-seven brothers.

At this time, all the ordinary soldiers of Akasu's side on the battlefield were killed, leaving only dozens of masked soldiers who looked like zombies.

After seeing Chi Lie and others rushing up, Mao Wenhuan quickly withdrew from the fight and led the remaining thousands of soldiers away from the battlefield.

Chixu did not stop them and turned his attention to the ninety-nine adopted sons who were charging towards him, with a crazy grin on his face.

He knew that his life was at an end today. Even if he succeeded in killing these ninety-nine adopted sons, he would not be able to escape the extermination of Prince Yi.

Since death is inevitable, why not have a final slaughter?
"What a pity, I haven't even mastered the incarnation technique to the 10th degree..." Chi Xu sighed unwillingly, looking back at the flag of King Dali that had stopped several hundred meters away, feeling endless bitterness in his heart.

It was not until now that he realized that he was too self-righteous. He thought that he could replace the Dali royal family and rule the Western Frontier with the power in his hands. Little did he know that it was just wishful thinking.

Now that the flag of King Dali has returned, with an army of 100,000 cavalrymen, it can easily destroy his power.

Moreover, he should not have given most of the military power to his ninety-nine adopted sons. For this reason, he even expelled many ambitious members of the Chi clan from the army.

However, he did not expect that things would develop to this point today, because he had long regarded these ninety-nine adopted sons as his own clones, and if they controlled the military power, it was equivalent to him controlling the military power.

Now, he was reaping the fruits of his own actions, while hundreds of thousands of troops from the Demon Realm Pass stood by and watched, with no intention of saving their lord at all.

In the end, the clown turned out to be me...

With a sigh to himself, Chixu turned his gaze to his ninety-nine adopted sons.

"Sir, is there any way to put those dozens of zombies to rest?"

Jiang Yi stood holding the reins and asked Dong Chengyang beside him.

"Your Highness is right. Since they are already dead, they should not stay in this world. We will send them off." Dong Chengyang nodded and looked at the three people around him.

The four of them took a step forward together, and the four precious books floated up into the air again. Four streams of precious aura from the mountains of books connected heaven and earth, broke through the air, and enveloped dozens of masked soldiers around Chixu from a distance.

It was like dry wood meeting a raging fire. Dozens of figures instantly exploded and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"This is..." Chi Xu was completely stunned. If he was not mistaken, those four figures should be book craftsmen, or the scholars mentioned by Prince Yi.

But when did scholars become so powerful? Could it be that... scholars are really going to rise?

But he no longer had time to think about it, because the ninety-nine adopted sons had already come to kill him.

At the same time, Mao Wenhuan and dozens of other former Western Frontier generals who had withdrawn from the battle circle had once again rushed towards the Western Demon Realm Pass.

They want to take back the hundreds of thousands of troops in Western Xinjiang for Prince Yi, and tell everyone that the Dali royal family is back and Western Xinjiang has changed!

(End of this chapter)