I really became a king.

Chapter 420

As for Jiang Zhongchi, he saw that Ye Xiangtian in the field was already at the end of his strength, and Mao Wenhuan was just playing with him like a cat playing with a mouse without taking any action.

He had long lost his patience. He shouted loudly, made a gun flower with the spear in his hand, and was about to jump off the battlefield to kill Ye Xiangtian.

The opponent is the biggest fish in this siege, so killing him well is naturally something worth showing off.

However, just as he jumped into the air, he was pulled down by two people holding his legs. They were the third brother Jiang Zhongshu and the fifth brother Jiang Zhongren.

Jiang Zhongchi was very dissatisfied and thought that the two brothers were trying to steal the limelight from him for killing Ye Xiangtian. He glared and was about to say something when he was interrupted by the fifth brother Jiang Zhongren:
"Second brother, you can't kill Ye Xiangtian..."

"Why? Do we still want to spare his life?" Jiang Zhongchi said dissatisfiedly.

The third brother, Jiang Zhongshu, had a paper fan in his hand at some point. He opened it with a "snap" and fanned himself gently, showing quite the charm of a scholar.

"Second brother, Ye Xiangtian deserves to die, but he cannot die in your hands."

"Yes, yes, second brother, if you really kill him, sixth brother might suffer the consequences..." The fifth brother Jiang Zhongren leaned forward and whispered.

As soon as he heard the word "sixth brother", Jiang Zhongchi's momentum suddenly dissipated. In this Western Frontier Demon Realm, he was not afraid of anything except this sixth brother.

"What you mean is..." He guessed something vaguely, but he couldn't grasp the key point. However, he was very humble in front of the two brothers. Although he had never admitted it, he knew that the two brothers in front of him were much better than him in terms of social skills.

"Second brother, the person who can kill Ye Xiangtian today... can only be him." The third brother Jiang Zhongshu pouted at Mao Wenhuan's figure.

"By..." Jiang Zhongchi was about to say something, then he thought of the key. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and thanked his luck.

He now understood the whole story. It was not that he really could not kill Ye Xiangtian, but this might ruin his sixth brother's original intention.

Ye Xiangtian is a leading figure of the core generation of the Ye family in Bailing. He has a very special status and is a very influential person. But for Mao Wenhuan, this is the best token of his allegiance.

Ye Xiangtian died at the hands of Mao Wenhuan, which should be the ending that the sixth brother most wanted to see.

After figuring out the whole thing, Jiang Zhongchi felt relieved. He looked at the two brothers beside him with gratitude, thinking that they were indeed brothers. If they hadn't stopped him, his sixth brother's plan would have been ruined.

Not to mention the Jiang Zhongchi brothers, but the soldiers and generals from the Shen Ce Mansion gathered around them were all looking at the three brothers with awe at this time.

Part of this awe comes from the status of Jiang Zhongchi and the other two. After all, they are members of the Dali royal family and are brothers of the Lord of Western Frontier.

Another part is because of the "evil reputation" that Jiang Zhongchi and the other two have spread. When you do what they want, everything is easy to say to you, they are kind and gentle, and even close to you. But if you really annoy them, these three gentlemen will definitely teach you what it means to be a spoiled brat and what it means to be a fox taking advantage of the power of another.

The two parts here only account for a small proportion, and the "combat effectiveness" displayed by these three gentlemen on the battlefield is what makes them most awed.

Jiang Zhongchi, needless to say, is a spear as its name suggests, and he dances with a spear in his hand like a flower branch, and the spear flowers bloom. A battle that can be resolved with a few moves must take more than ten moves, or even dozens of moves, to see the outcome, which is very showy.

Moreover, both the movement and the moves are quite erotic. The gun really lives up to its name, especially the movement, which is as slippery as a loach.

Although his moves looked a bit fancy, he actually performed them with ease, and countless soldiers died under his gun in this battle.

The shooting skills he used also made many people's scalps tingle. It was painful to think about fighting with such lustful shooting skills.

As for the other two masters, they also opened the eyes of the soldiers and generals of the Shen Ce Palace.

The two of them practiced a combined sword technique. Judging from the moves, this sword technique was both powerful and sharp, making it a powerful combined attack technique.

However, when it was performed in the hands of these two gentlemen, it was a completely different scene.

One is a typical fence-sitter who moves with the wind, advancing when the enemy is weak and retreating when the enemy is strong, never confronting an opponent stronger than himself. The other is a coward who cherishes his life very much, and will not confront the opponent head-on, no matter how strong or weak the enemy is, but will retreat at the first touch.

In this fight, many local experts were forced to scream in despair by the brothers' life-threatening fighting style, because they simply had no place to use their strength.

Although it is difficult to describe the moves and fighting styles of the three Jiang Zhongchi brothers, their fighting effectiveness is absolutely unquestionable.

Just like now, there are 30,000 to 40,000 people in the Shen Ce Mansion's military office, and almost everyone is injured. However, although these three gentlemen look a little embarrassed and covered in blood, they are all from others, and they themselves are not injured at all.

Besides, Mao Wenhuan, who had been suppressing Ye Xiangtian in the field, saw all the actions of the three brothers. Seeing that the three masters of Prince Yi's Mansion had no intention of grabbing the first credit, he felt relieved.

This letter of allegiance today is very important to him, and is directly related to whether he can be completely integrated into the Prince Yi's Mansion in the future.

However, he was a little unsure of the temperament of the three Jiang Zhongchi brothers, wondering if they would come to steal the credit for killing Ye Xiangtian.

But now it seems that he was worrying too much. Although the three gentlemen of Prince Yi's Mansion are a bit domineering, they are also very sensible people. This may be a kind of charm that makes people not disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

"It's time to end it. Let me take you on your way!"

Having made up his mind, Mao Wenhuan no longer played the cat-playing-with-mouse game, but decided to use this letter of surrender to once and for all end this siege.

"If you dare to kill me, the Bailing Ye family will not let you go!"

Ye Xiangtian had extraordinary talent and good fighting ability, but he was still not good enough in front of the experienced Mao Wenhuan. After feeling the taste of death, he was completely panicked.

"The Ye family of Bailing?" Mao Wenhuan chuckled and suddenly shouted: "I am from the Dali King's flag!"

After saying that, he didn't give Ye Xiangtian a chance to speak, and cut off his head with a knife. Ye Xiangtian was unwilling to die, he never thought that he came with great momentum, why he was killed again in the end.

And from beginning to end, he had never even met Prince Yi...

"Come here, collect Ye Xiangtian's head and send it to the prince as soon as possible. The prince may be able to use it." Mao Wenhuan gave the order, feeling quite proud.

"This feeling... is really something I haven't felt for a long time..." he sighed in his heart.

During the Chi family era, he originally thought that this was the end of his life and he could only live in a daze under the high pressure of uncertainty.

But after the Dali King Banner entered the Western Frontier, he finally had another opportunity, and he seized it. Then, Mao Wenhuan looked at the most special corner of the battlefield from beginning to end. Standing there, more than 30,000 troops of the Shen Ce Mansion retreated, and from the beginning of the battle, it was a vacuum zone.

It was a carriage that looked magnificent on the outside. It followed Ye Xiangtian forward, but the people inside never showed up from beginning to end.

Not only Mao Wenhuan, but everyone present focused their eyes on this luxurious carriage. The entire battlefield was silent and you could hear a pin drop.

First, Mao Wenhuan looked at the three Jiang Zhongchi brothers intentionally or unintentionally, and then all the soldiers of the Shen Ce Mansion on the field followed suit.

The intention seems to be to let the three Jiang Zhongchi brothers speak out.

But the three Jiang brothers, one of them held a spear and wiped it gently and tenderly, as if he wanted to make it more shiny.

The third brother, Jiang Zhongren, has sheathed his two swords and is gently fanning himself with a paper fan. He has one hand behind his back, gazing into the sky, as if he is brewing something poetic, completely ignoring the dazzling sun at its zenith in the sky.

As for the fifth brother, Jiang Zhongren, he seemed to be unable to bear the gazes of the crowd, and his expression was a little evasive. He wanted to imitate his second brother and wipe the two swords in his hands, but he felt that they were too sharp and it would be easy to hurt him. In the end, he simply imitated Jiang Zhongshu and endured the dazzling sunlight, looking up at the sky...

None of the three brothers were stupid, and they all sneered in their hearts: If you want us three brothers to take the lead in this kind of thing, just dream on!

Mao Wenhuan did not get the response he deserved and looked helpless, knowing that he had to deal with it himself.

"Madam, please get out of the carriage..." Mao Wenhuan walked forward a few steps and said to the carriage. Although his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, it subconsciously carried a sense of distance.

There was silence in the carriage for a long time, and finally a sigh was heard, and two figures came out of the carriage one after another.

One of them was the personal maid who served her in Xiaokuayuan and was also Ye Xiangtian’s bed-warming maid. The other was Madam Ye, who was dressed in snow-white clothes.

As soon as Madam Ye came out, all the soldiers in the Shen Ce Palace subconsciously avoided her gaze, even Mao Wenhuan lowered his eyes slightly.

Only Jiang Zhongren, who was originally shaking his head and looking up at the sky, looked a little hesitant, as if he wanted to step forward to greet him. But before he could make any move, he was slapped on the head by the third brother Jiang Zhongshu.

Jiang Zhongren woke up immediately, knowing that this was not the best time to step forward and acknowledge his relatives and curry favor, so he quickly returned to his previous daydreaming look.

"If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why bother pretending to be so hypocritical?"

Ye Xiangtian's bed-warming maid was puzzled when she saw the expressions and attitudes of the tens of thousands of troops in the Shen Ce Palace. She didn't know why they showed a hint of awe towards her master and servant.

But he didn't think much about it. Although he made sarcastic remarks, his eyes were looking at the headless corpse not far away, with some nostalgia and sadness in his eyes.

As for Mrs. Ye, although there was a sadness on her face, there was also a sense of relief.

This marriage was originally forced by the Ye family in Bailing, and Ye Xiangtian had a capricious and unpredictable personality, and never truly treated her as a wife.

Over the years, he had gone to great lengths to drain out the martial arts heritage she brought from her mother's family, and even swallowed up her mother's family's power. Even her only brother died unclearly because of this.

To say that things have changed, the two are husband and wife in name, but they have long been living in different relationships, and she is just passively enduring this status of husband and wife.

Mao Wenhuan glanced at Mrs. Ye, who was wearing a white dress and had a sad look on her face, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Now everyone knows that their prince had a secret meeting with Madam Ye in broad daylight. Unlike ordinary people who made groundless speculations and rumors, the soldiers and generals of Prince Yi's Mansion knew that this was true.

Even before coming to surround and kill Ye Xiangtian, he specially brought two jars of aged wine to visit his colleagues in the military camp and received news that could only be understood but not expressed in words.

Therefore, Mrs. Ye in front of him was a hot potato to him.

"If you don't do anything, I'll leave..."

Madam Ye knew why these fierce soldiers were so humble towards her, and she didn't know what she felt in her heart, so she just said something out loud.

"Madam, you are joking. If you want to leave, we will never stop you." Mao Wenhuan said aloud, knowing that this might be the best way to resolve this awkward situation.

If Mrs. Ye really cried here while holding Ye Xiangtian's headless body, he and his family would not know what to do.

Madam Ye was stunned. She was naturally weak in character and felt ashamed in her heart because she knew why she had escaped this calamity.

She thought that as a wife, she had already deviated from her duty...

So she didn't want to stay here for a moment. She called the maid who was warming the bed beside her and walked out.

But Mao Wenhuan spoke up at this time: "Madam can leave, but she can't."

He felt a deep-seated hatred from this maid. If this hatred was directed at him, Mao Wenhuan, it would be nothing, but he could feel that the object of her hatred was her own prince and the entire Prince Yi's Mansion.

"Why? She is just a maid, and a close relative of mine." Madam Ye obviously wanted to take this personal maid away.

"I'm sorry, I dare not disobey the prince's order. The only one who can leave this battlefield alive is my wife!"

When Mao Wenhuan said this, Mrs. Ye's eyes were a little dazed. She thought to herself, could it be that she is so important in the other party's heart that he actually ordered to give her a break.

The three Jiang brothers, who were pretending to be daydreaming not far away, all said "Pah" in their hearts, and thought that if anyone said that Mao Wenhuan was honest and loyal again, they would break his front teeth.

How experienced this "flattering and strutting" was, because they knew that their sixth brother had never given such an order.

Seeing the fleeting confusion on Mrs. Ye's face, the bed-warming maid, who had originally felt it was strange, suddenly realized and remembered what Ye Xiangtian had said to her a few days ago. She still didn't understand what had happened.

Her expression suddenly became cruel and ferocious, and she wanted to do something, but Mao Wenhuan, who had been paying attention to all this, would not give her the opportunity. He rushed forward and chopped the opponent out more than ten meters away.

An ancient scroll fell from the other party's arms. Mrs. Ye, who was originally angry and sad, saw the scroll, and her eyes suddenly became a little empty. She murmured in a low voice:

"So you really have never considered me your wife, and would rather hand over this secret map of the cave to a maid for safekeeping..."

(End of this chapter)