I really became a king.

Chapter 616 He is back
However, just when the million-strong army of Prince Yi's Palace was approaching the city of Dali Imperial Capital, the sound of the charge horn suddenly stopped, and the siege, which was supposed to be the most tragic and final decisive battle, did not take place.

Both sides suddenly stopped fighting, and the army of Prince Yi of Western Xinjiang retreated several miles. The imperial capital of Dali also had a rare opportunity to catch its breath, and they quickly deployed their troops and ordered troops from all over the country to come to the rescue.

This strange scene also attracted the attention of all parties. No one expected that when victory was in sight, the army of Prince Yi's Mansion suddenly hesitated to move forward.

The one who blocked the eight thousand Youfeng Cavalry and the millions of troops from Prince Yi's Palace at the gates of the imperial capital was actually a woman!
Who is this woman?
A few miles away from the imperial capital of Dali, in the camp of Prince Yi’s army.

Just like the millions of troops outside, the commander's tent was unusually quiet.

Mo Li, Mu Xiruo, Zhu Wuyan, Ning Xiaoqian, Su Moer and the others sat there silently, looking at each other without knowing how to start.

Originally, Mo Li was in charge of Taimang in Yinshan Realm, and Zhu Wuyan was in charge of Northern Frontier, but after receiving the news, they all rushed here as soon as possible.

Under the leadership of several female leaders, almost all the main generals from the Eight Tribes of Western Xinjiang, Wen Zong's Mansion, Shen Ce Mansion, Eight Banners of Heishui, Eight Banners of Khorhan, Loyal and Brave Camp, Vanguard Camp, Personal Army Camp, Five Elements Banner, etc. were present.

But no one spoke, and the whole tent was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Even Jiang Ning, Jiang Zhongshan, Jiang Zhongchi and other brothers and sisters were sitting there blankly, not knowing how to respond.

"Madams, we need to make a decision early on how to deal with this matter. Otherwise, the morale of the army will be shaken and chaos may break out." Seeing that no one spoke, Bai Ling of the Black Water Banners could only bite the bullet and give advice.

"What should we do then?" Mu Xiruo asked, her tone full of helplessness.

"This..." Bai Ling didn't know how to answer.

"If you don't plan to attack the city, why not... withdraw your troops for now..."

After a long time, Lin Yizi from the Eight Tribes of Western Xinjiang spoke.

Mo Li, Mu Xiruo and others looked at each other. It seemed that retreat was the only option. If they hesitated here any longer, the morale of the army would be shaken and the consequences would be even more unpredictable.

"If the army of the Dali Imperial Capital brings her to the Eastern Demon Territory, how should we respond?" asked a banner leader of the Eight Banners of Korhan.

This question stumped everyone because there was no answer...

My Lord, where have you been?
At this time, Mo Li and others were extremely eager for Jiang Yi, the backbone, to appear here, because only he could handle this matter.

Although these female protagonists are as capable as men, they are ultimately unable to make a decision on this matter.

Withdraw? They didn't dare, because once they ordered a withdrawal, they might face a crushing defeat; continue to attack the city? They didn't dare to make this decision.

But there is one thing they are very sure of.

Their husband, Prince Yi Jiang Yi, was definitely still alive, but he was trapped by something, because there was nothing unusual in Luofu Cave Heaven.

Just when the millions of troops of Prince Yi's Mansion were unable to advance or retreat outside the city of Dali Imperial Capital, a figure quickly descended from Kongtong Mountain in the western border.

This figure immediately alarmed the army stationed in the western border, but before the army could react, Fulong had already stepped forward to pacify the army.

"The prince is finally back, but how should the prince respond?"

Fulong, who usually has a calm expression, was hesitant at this time, as if he was making a difficult decision.

"Maybe I, a dying man, have to be the bad guy..." After making up his mind, Fulong hurriedly arranged the defense of the western border, then went out of the Demon Realm Pass to the east and quickly rushed to the Dali Imperial Capital.

As for whether there would be chaos in Western Xinjiang without him in charge, he was not worried at all.

If the prince had not shown up, there might have been a real possibility of unrest. But now that the prince had shown up, there was no chance of unrest in Western Xinjiang.

Just as the two figures crossed the East Demon Realm Pass one after another, a piece of news quickly spread in all directions: After nearly a year of mysterious disappearance, Prince Yi Jiang Yi showed up!
Similarly, Mo Li, Mu Xiruo and others who were in a dilemma outside the imperial capital of Dali also received the news at the first time. They received the news from Riyue on orders.

"The prince is back! He has already left the Eastern Demon Realm!" After receiving the news, Mu Xiruo stood up immediately with excitement.

The lifeless tent suddenly came alive, and all the generals from Prince Yi's palace were excited: the person who could make the decision was back!
But there was a hidden worry in their hearts: How should their own prince face this situation...

Patriarch Changmei and the other eight Dali ancestors looked at each other, and then looked at a figure in the corner who looked like an old monk in meditation. It was Patriarch Huaihua.

As if he felt the gaze of the Eighth Patriarch of Dali and understood the meaning behind it, Patriarch Huaihua sighed and opened his eyes.

But he shook his head slightly and did not recommend the Eighth Patriarch of Dali to do so.

That woman is too important to Prince Yi. In a sense, she is Prince Yi Jiang Yi's Achilles' heel, and no one dares to take action against her easily.

Even if it was the Eight Great Patriarchs of Dali, if they really did this, although the original intention was to clear the obstacles for Prince Yi Jiang Yi, would it end well in the end?
Prince Yi Jiang Yi would not appreciate it, and might even feel alienated from him because of it.

The other party is a great leader. It is up to him to decide what path to take. How can he tolerate others making decisions for him?
Ancestor Changmei instantly understood what Ancestor Huaihua meant, sighed secretly, and shook his head at the other Dali ancestors.

He had already considered the pros and cons of this matter, and finally gave up the idea of ​​clearing obstacles for Jiang Yi, the future emperor of the Dali royal family.

"Beat the drums and blow the trumpets! Welcome the prince!"

Following Mu Xiruo's order, a low, long, and deep horn sound suddenly rang out over the Prince Yi's camp, which had been low in morale and even a little lifeless!
Green Flame had already sensed the sound of the horn, and rode away to the west.

The prince is back!
Millions of soldiers understood the meaning of the horn sound, and their morale and fighting spirit were instantly high. The entire camp of Prince Yi's mansion was filled with cheers!
The cheers resounded through the sky and naturally reached the imperial capital of Dali.

"This is?"

When they heard the low, long trumpet sounds accompanied by the thunderous cheers of the three armies, Jiang Zhenyi, Ye Xinmei and others' faces turned ugly, but they were still a little skeptical.

"Alas... he is not dead after all. Prince Yi is back!"

An old man with fluttering clothes and white beard sighed. He was an eighth-level ancestor of Piao Miao Pavilion, one of the two holy places.

"So what if he's back? Let's see how he handles this situation!"

"Haha, that's right. Maybe I'll be cursed for eternity!"

But there were also some who were relatively sober, and they all felt uneasy at this moment. Emperor Dali had done too ruthlessly in this matter. Even though it would put Prince Yi in a dilemma, it would definitely anger this heroic lord completely.

If it really ends in tragedy, unless the opponent can be completely killed, there will inevitably be an irreconcilable feud with this heroic lord!
Just when the capital of Dali was in an uproar over this incident, the sound of horns outside the city suddenly disappeared, and the Western Frontier camp outside the city, which had been cheering loudly, suddenly became silent.

Everyone knew that Prince Yi, who dominated the Western Frontier and had his troops at the gates of the imperial capital of Dali, had arrived.

(End of this chapter)