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Chapter 202 One Sword Decides the Fate!

Cui Chenglin comes from an extraordinary background, and precisely because of this, his every move is magnified in the eyes of others.

Although the Prince Jing before us may seem to be disregarded by the world, he possesses the most noble bloodline in the world.

Even a disabled person can still attract the world's attention.

Being around someone like that, even without doing anything, can lead to all sorts of interpretations.

If he were to simply echo Prince Jing's words today, rumors would spread throughout the court and the public tomorrow that the Cui family had pledged allegiance to this prince.

That's nothing.

With the prestige of the Cui family, they have nothing to fear from rumors.

But this prince's identity is just too special.

You, a prestigious and powerful clan, are going to serve a prince who has been stripped of his title and has no power.

This prince was of Li Tang blood...

What are you, Cui, trying to do?
Do you want to be a loyal subject of the Li family?
Or is he trying to use the Li family's name to commit illicit acts?
Either one would be enough to stir up a storm.

This storm has the potential to destabilize the Cui family.

Was the prince's question to him in public unintentional or deliberate?
If it's the latter, then this person's thoughts and methods are simply too frightening...

Cui Chenglin's mind raced.

Even knowing this, did he have any other choice?
His gaze swept over the corpses and severed limbs scattered on the ground, and over the thousands of river workers gathered together, their bodies covered in blood, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear, anger, and despair, holding wooden sticks, harpoons, and other miscellaneous "weapons," as well as the Shence Army soldiers who were still eyeing him menacingly...

"The title of king is bestowed by the sage, and naturally it can only be taken away by the sage!"

"No one has the right to make unwarranted comments!"

"Wang Neixiang's actions are neither in accordance with propriety nor with the law!"

Cui Chenglin gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said in a loud voice.

After speaking, he straightened his robes, walked up to Xie Lingxin, and solemnly bowed: "Cui Chenglin, Magistrate of Mengjin County, pays his respects to Your Highness Prince Jing!"

Xie Lingxin smiled and said, "Magistrate Cui, there's no need for such formalities."

Fortunately, he's a smart person.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, please wait!"

Cui Chenglin stood up, turned around, his gaze piercing as he swept across the scene, and shouted loudly:

"This is Prince Jing of the current dynasty!"

"Why do you not bow before His Highness?"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Immediately, people began to prostrate themselves in worship.

It's Zhang Zhihong.

Besides Cui Chenglin, he was the quickest to react, realizing that this Prince Jing was the only way for the people here to survive.

The prerequisite is that this identity must be confirmed!
"Zhang Zhihong, the magistrate of Mengjin County, pays his respects to His Highness Prince Jing!"

"This humble servant, Qiao Da, pays his respects to Your Highness Prince Jing!"

Qiao Da hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

He didn't think that much about it; it was just because of his identity as Prince Jing and because he was Young Master Xie.

After he bowed, thousands of river workers followed suit and bowed in unison.

"Greetings, Your Highness Prince Jing!"

"Greetings, Your Highness Prince Jing!"

……

The combined roar of thousands of people created a powerful and intimidating force.

Xie Lingxin, now at the center of the uproar, truly understood what it meant to shout "Long live the Emperor!"
Of course, he wasn't immortal, but that didn't stop him from having that feeling.

The sound of kneeling and worship was as loud as a mountain and as deafening as the ocean!

The Shence Army soldiers were at a loss, looking at each other in bewilderment, some showing hesitation and wavering.

Su Zuoming, mounted on his horse, looked extremely grim.

At this moment, Cui Chenglin suddenly stepped forward, pointed at Su Zuoming, and said sternly, "Your Highness, weapons are drawn before you; are you plotting a rebellion?!"

These words caused an uproar among the Shence Army soldiers, and Su Zuoming's face turned ashen.

He almost wanted to draw his sword and cleave Cui Chenglin in two.

Xie Lingxin's lips curled up even higher.

This Cui Chenglin, as expected of someone from a prestigious family, really knows how to get things done.

With him here, things will be much easier to handle today.

"What are you all doing?!"

Su Zuoming spoke sternly. If he didn't make a move, his soldiers would probably really have to kneel down.

"The Shence Army is a palace guard, the emperor's personal army!"

"Except for saints, there is no need to kneel and worship!"

"Let alone a powerless and insignificant Prince Jing, even if the three regents were in front of us, we would not need to kneel!"

Upon hearing this, the Shence Army soldiers gradually calmed down.

Whether this statement is right or wrong is another matter, but for the Shence Army, it is right.

The Shence Army's arrogance was not without reason.

This is a testament to the might of the Shence Army!
Apart from the emperor and the ministers of the Northern Court, they could ignore everyone else!

Su Zuoming's words ignited the arrogance of the Shence Army soldiers.

He couldn't help but smile smugly.

He pointed his long sword, about to speak.

Suddenly, a long box appeared in the hands of Prince Jing.

He stood in front of me and wiped it with one hand.

A slit was opened in the long box.

In an instant, a sharp glint appeared.

It is only about two fingers wide and a little over three inches long.

It was as if the red sun in the sky shone brightly, illuminating the heavens and the earth, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

"Om~"

A faint tremor sound, yet everyone could hear it clearly.

It seemed to rise from the depths of my heart.

next moment.

Ultimate light is endless darkness.

Su Zuoming felt a sudden, painful light before his eyes.

Then, in a dizzying spin, we were plunged into endless darkness.

My last shred of consciousness was the feeling of myself bouncing around on the ground like a ball a few times.

From someone else's perspective.

But the light was fleeting.

The once imposing and intimidating Shence General suddenly had his head severed from his neck. It hit the ground, bounced a few times, and rolled several feet away before coming to a stop.

The headless corpse sat motionless on the horse.

Only when the horse beneath him felt a slight irritation and began to thump its hooves did it crash to the ground.

"..."

Everyone present seemed to be in a daze, staring blankly at the scene.

Until Xie Lingxin's spirit returned to its body, the enormous white dragon disappeared.

Everyone suddenly woke up from their dream.

"Dead...dead...?"

Zhang Zhihong stared blankly at the human head that had rolled to the ground.

A dignified vanguard officer of the Divine Strategy Army, at the fifth level of martial arts.

In the martial arts world, he would be a highly respected master.

He died just like that, in the blink of an eye?
Even if a sixth-level expert wanted to kill him, they couldn't do it so easily, right?
Recalling that dazzling ray of light from just now, though as brilliant as the red sun, it instead filled him with immense fear.

What exactly is that...?

What kind of person is this Prince Jing?

How could someone have such an ability?
Cui Chenglin was also stunned for a moment, unable to believe it.

Although he was a scholar, even scholars carry swords.

As a scion of a prominent family, he was proficient in all six arts of Confucianism, and in terms of martial arts alone, he was not necessarily inferior to ordinary martial arts masters.

He still has good eyesight.

Looking back at Xie Lingxin, the shock in his heart was beyond measure.

It is said that King Jing was unlearned, unskilled in literature, and ignorant of martial arts.

He fooled the whole world!
The Shence Army soldiers finally realized what was happening.

How can there not be chaos when the commander is about to be killed?

terror, fear, anger, chills...

Various emotions quickly spread among the numerous Shence Army soldiers.

good chance!
Cui Chenglin realized what was happening and quickly stepped forward, shouting:

"Su Zuoming falsely issued military orders and slaughtered civilians! He deserves to die!"

"Disrespectful to King Jing! Turning to arms with the intention of harming him, their heart deserves to be condemned!"

"Your Highness Prince Jing is awe-inspiring! The traitor has been beheaded!"

"I will report today's events to the imperial court. You may all return to your camps and await further instructions!"

"If you do not listen, then you are plotting rebellion!"

"When the wrath of Heaven arrives, heads will roll, and the lives of the entire clan will be in danger!"

Don't say you weren't warned!

The soldiers of the Divine Strategy Army looked around, hesitant and undecided.

The commander is dead, and we have lost our backbone.

Prince Jing took General Su's head from among a thousand soldiers in the blink of an eye, a truly awe-inspiring feat.

The heinous crime of treason deterred people from taking any rash action.

But the Shence Army's military discipline was ingrained in their bones, and they knew the military orders they received before they arrived perfectly.

This also made them dare not disobey.

For a moment, they were caught in a dilemma, wavering back and forth.

Xie Lingxin stepped forward and said in a loud voice, "Today's events are entirely Su Zuoming's fault, and have nothing to do with you."

"Put down your weapons now. I will only question Su Zuoming about his crime of treason. If you remain obstinate, do not blame me for showing no mercy!"

"Roar-!"

At the opportune moment, Wangcai let out a tiger roar.

The sound was deafening, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

Adding to the power of that previous sword strike, the commander's head was now at the forefront.

The soldiers of the Divine Strategy Army were utterly demoralized and dared not hesitate any longer.

Led by several lieutenants, they all dismounted and knelt in obeisance.

"Greetings, Your Highness Prince Jing!"

"Greetings, Your Highness Prince Jing!"

Xie Lingxin stood with her hands behind her back, her expression calm, exuding an air of nobility and majesty that inspired awe and made people dare not look directly at her.

He thought to himself, "As expected of Prince Jing, who possesses the bloodlines of both the Li and Wu imperial families, who can match his demeanor?"
Cui Chenglin sighed inwardly.

That's a brilliant tactic...

Every step was just right, perfectly timed.

One sword can decide the fate of the world!

It's amazing that someone like this could endure loneliness and remain dormant for so many years.

It seems that it's not just because of the difficult situation.

Furthermore... their ambitions are far greater!
Ugh……

He sighed inwardly, feeling bitter inside.

He was essentially forced onto this "pirate ship".

The events of today, with their numerous deaths and injuries, cannot be concealed.

The dispersal of these Shence Army soldiers and Mengjin River workers will inevitably spread the news of what happened.

At that time, who would believe that Cui Chenglin and this prince were innocent?

Zhang Zhihong couldn't help but prostrate himself in gratitude again, overwhelmed with emotion.

At least so many lives were saved.

Moreover, since His Highness Prince Jing is so capable, there will surely be an explanation for the great flood in Bianzhou, and there is hope that the grievances of the tens of thousands of people who lost their lives will be redressed!
Xie Lingxin's expression remained unchanged.

Actually, I was already on tenterhooks at that moment.

We finally managed to fool them.

Fortunately, they had the Twin Swords Box, and they killed Su Zuoming, the commander, with lightning speed.

Otherwise, with him around, even if I had the identity of Prince Jing, I probably wouldn't be able to save these people.

The next thing is simple.

He ordered Cui Chenglin to disperse the Shence Army to prevent further trouble.

He himself will walk to the place where Su Zuoming died and take out the spirit pot.

He put away a spirit bead, a blood-red bead, and a black and red suit of armor.

Previously, I killed hundreds of soldiers in Qiao Family Village, and hundreds of spirit stones dropped.

It was quite a windfall.

However, there was not a single spirit pearl.

Su Zuoming alone dropped so many things for him!

(End of this chapter)