We'll have you impersonate the Crown Prince and create a prosperous era for the Great Qian Dyna

A hilltop in northern Xia.

A middle-aged Taoist priest stood there with Huang Chen.

Huang Chen gazed into the distance, his expression somewhat ambiguous.

"Is this what your Imperial Observatory calls a national calamity?"

The Taoist priest nodded seriously.

"Those are the people."

Huang Chen sneered.

"They just have two eyes and two hands; can't they see where the trouble is?"

The Taoist priest remained silent for a moment.

Huang Chen turned his head and glanced at him, a hint of hatred flashing in his eyes.

"If nothing changes, our family will have to go back to Da Yue Guan."

"When the fake prince's identity is exposed, he will surely die!"

The Taoist priest remained silent, stubbornly gazing at the battlefield.

Huang Chen found it uninteresting.

His mind was already somewhat twisted at this moment.

He hated the fake crown prince because he had killed the empress's son, and he also hated Chief Eunuch Liu because Chief Eunuch Liu had forgotten the empress's kindness and helped the fake crown prince conceal his identity.

He wanted to return to Da Yue Pass now and personally expose the fake prince's identity. He wanted to see the fake prince's panicked expression and his desperate plea for mercy.

But just as he was lost in thought, the Taoist priest beside him suddenly spoke up.

"The Northern Xia Imperial Court has fallen."

Huang Chen was stunned. He looked up and saw that the barbarian army had already rushed into the city!

Shouts of battle rang out.

now.

In another direction from the imperial court, large numbers of Northern Xia people were desperately fleeing for their lives!

Is Northern Xia about to be destroyed?

Huang Chen's hand trembled slightly.

But he calmed down and spoke with a gloomy face.

"The fall of the Northern Xia Imperial City has nothing to do with the Great Qian Dynasty."

"This hardly qualifies as a national disaster!"

The Taoist priest smiled.

"My father-in-law already knew the answer in his heart, but he was blinded by hatred."

"Actually, I understand His Majesty's meaning. He wants to kill the fake crown prince, which is why he sent you, Eunuch. I only hope that you can put aside your hatred for the time being and consider the future of the Great Qian Dynasty."

Huang Chen smiled dismissively.

"I don't understand. The Crown Prince is dead, so what? He was just a fake Crown Prince after all. What does it have to do with the survival of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

"In short, I don't believe a single word you old fogies say."

Just now.

Huang Chen narrowed his eyes.

A horse-drawn carriage was speeding past the foot of the mountain.

Judging from the flags, they look like the National Protection Army!

Huang Chen immediately cheered up.

There was a battle raging on the grasslands, and he didn't want to die there. He thought it best to take a carriage back to Dayue Pass first.

He quickly ordered the eunuch to shout.

A short while later, the carriage stopped.

Huang Chen and the Taoist priest boarded the carriage.

Inside the carriage, a young general was still unconscious.

Huang Chen glanced at him twice and then turned his head to look elsewhere. Instead, the middle-aged Taoist priest stepped forward and gave the young man two acupuncture needles. Before long, the young man woke up.

"Big brother!"

"Second Brother!"

It was Xiao Shi who woke up.

He roared twice, then covered his head and looked around, finally realizing his predicament.

"Stop!"

"Stop immediately and take me back to the Northern Xia Imperial Court!"

Huang Chen frowned and spoke with dissatisfaction.

"The Northern Xia imperial court has already fallen, what are you still going to do?"

Xiao Shi was stunned.

Has the Northern Xia imperial court fallen?

What does this mean?

This means that not a single one of the 50,000 National Protection Army soldiers survived!

Of course, this excludes the few people around him.

Xiao Shi burst into tears, tears streaming down his face, and he pounded his fists on the carriage seat again and again.

The middle-aged Taoist priest couldn't bear it.

"Young man, at least you survived, didn't you?"

Xiao Shi was even more heartbroken.

"But my eldest and second eldest brothers, none of them will be coming back!"

"We've fought with all our might against 120,000 barbarians, but we still couldn't stop them!"

"Fifty thousand brothers!"

"All 50,000 brothers of the National Protection Army are dead!"

Huang Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Even though he hated the fake crown prince to the core, it is undeniable that he had seen the National Protection Army and knew their combat strength.

The National Protection Army, with 10,000 men, could easily defeat the 30,000 to 40,000 men of the Great Qian Dynasty!

But now all 50,000 members of the National Protection Army have died in battle. How tragic must the war have been?

Huang Chen didn't even dare to think about it!

The Taoist priest, on the contrary, asked with a solemn expression.

"And what about those barbarians?"

Xiao Shi shook his head, his eyes vacant.

"There are too many, too many, we can't possibly kill them all."

"This is the end for us."

"Once the barbarians destroy the Northern Xia, and they stand on the Northern Xia's land, our Great Qian will be no match for their trained soldiers."

"It's all over, the whole plan is ruined!"

He seemed to have gone mad, or perhaps he was completely disoriented.

Huang Chen's heart skipped a beat.

"Those barbarians don't have more hands than you, do you think you can't defeat them?"

"As far as I know, your equipment is the best in the entire Great Qian Dynasty. Shouldn't that allow you to defeat these barbarians?"

Xiao Shi closed his eyes in pain.

"The National Protection Army is not afraid to die!"

"We, 50,000 men, wiped out 70,000 barbarians!"

"But it's no use!"

"Those Northern Xia people couldn't even stop ten thousand barbarians!"

"And those border troops of the Great Qian Dynasty, they're all utter useless trash!"

"Last time we defended the city, the National Protection Army wasn't deployed, and Da Yue Pass almost fell!"

"If General Lin Tong hadn't used gunpowder in the end, the Great Yue Pass would probably have fallen into the hands of the barbarians!"

Huang Chen's eyes widened instantly!

But he didn't say anything.

He doesn't believe it!

He closed his eyes to rest until the carriage arrived at Da Yue Pass.

He looked toward the city gate and saw that there were still many people carrying stones to repair the city wall!

There was nothing visible on the ground, but on the ground outside the road, there seemed to be some black bloodstains that had not been covered by the dust.

Only at this moment did Huang Chen realize that what Xiao Shi said was true.

The Great Yue Pass was almost breached!

He walked inside and found that many places were decorated with white banners.

He didn't speak, but the Taoist priest took the initiative to ask the nearby residents. Only then did he learn that too many people had died, and the Taoist priests were too busy with the funeral rites to keep up. They were still holding a funeral at this moment!

"Can't we do it all at once?"

The Taoist priest inquired.

The people nodded slightly.

"His Highness the Crown Prince did hold one for the soldiers, but each family still wants to hold their own. Isn't this just a matter of taking turns holding make-up events?"

The Taoist priest sighed, said nothing more, and followed the carriage to the government office.

Huang Chen flicked his sleeves, adopting a condescending attitude.

"Imperial edict has arrived!"

Manager Liu walked over with a smile.

"Let the Crown Prince come and receive the imperial decree!"

Steward Liu's heart skipped a beat. Helplessly, he closed his eyes, turned around, and called a young eunuch to fetch Zhou Tiancheng.

Not long after.

Zhou Tiancheng walked out with a smile.

"Uncle Huang, why did you come in person?"

Huang Chen showed no signs of calming down; his eyes remained filled with resentment.

He stared intently at the young man in front of him for a long time.

Zhou Tiancheng's smile froze.

Huang Chen gritted his teeth and withdrew his gaze, speaking in an icy voice.

"Receive the imperial decree."