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Yun Hai and Yun Zhao were personally standing guard not too far away from the tent. Yun Zhao was persuading his grandfather not to go with him. He could not understand why his lord would order him to wait here and explain the matter to the princess before heading to the northern army to assassinate the first prince.

Could it be that the Lord thought that sending him to do this dangerous task would make the princess unhappy?

Or …

He did not dare to think any further. He gazed at the great tent. When he came out of the capital, out of the five hundred personal guards, only less than two hundred remained!

He didn't even know if he could survive and return to wargod city!

Even if they were lucky enough to make it back alive, with the war in the north tight, would they still have a chance to make it back to the capital?

Yun Hai let out a long sigh. Neither of his two grandsons had ever been married off to another family, and there was no one who could succeed them. This was his greatest regret. He looked coldly at Yun Zhao. "If you return to War God City alive, you and Yun Yin must immediately have a woman. I don't care if it's a wife or a concubine, even if it's a servant girl. I must keep your descendants!"

"Grandfather …"

"Shut up, you dare to disobey my orders?"

Yun Zhao bowed deeply, "Please don't be angry, grandfather. How dare your grandson disobey your orders? However, the war was tight now. How could they get married now? This grandson was ordered to protect the princess and her presence in the northern border. This is exactly the time to repay the favor my lord, and my lord has not even gotten married, so how can I take a wife and concubine? "

Yun Hai said with a dark face, "You don't need to marry. You can't do so at this time, and taking in a servant girl doesn't need to be done in public. With your age and Yun Yin's age, without a wife and concubine, no one can say anything." The two of you, you should at least leave some bone and blood behind for my Yun Family, sigh … We should have let you guys get married a long time ago. Don't even think about going against my will this time! "

Yun Zihuang walked out. Just as she was about to walk over to speak to Yun Hai and Yun Zhao, Feng Ming ran over, "Princess, see you in the main branch. Chief Steward, see you in the main branch."

As he spoke, he pointed to a nearby tent. "Princess, please enter."

As the three of them walked into the tent, Yun Zihuang whispered, "Grandfather Hai, Yun Yin is fine. He will fully recover after a period of recuperation. Rest assured."

"Thank you, Princess."

She entered the tent and bowed. "Greetings, Lord."

Yun Hai and Yun Zhao both knelt on one knee, Feng Qingxiao raised his head, "No."

He extended his hand towards Yun Zi Huang, she walked over and placed her small hand on his big one, and very naturally, she sat beside him: "Master, what do you have to say?"

His tone was respectful, but it was also very casual.

"I order Yun Zhao to go to the northern army and retrieve the head of the first prince. This matter concerns whether or not this battle will end." "You changed Yun Zhao into a Bartle and went out into the night. Even if there's some discrepancy, it's hard to tell. Even if you can't take back the head of the first prince, it'll still have miraculous effects."

Yun Zhao landed heavily on one knee. "This lowly general swears that I will take back the head of the first prince."

She looked at Yun Zhao, deep in thought. Yun Zhao was secretly worried, afraid that the young prefecture lord would object and greatly upset his lord. He wanted to send a secret message to warn the princess, but how could he be so presumptuous in front of the lord? He didn't dare to look at the princess and could only feel anxious.

"Not appropriate."

Upon hearing the princess's words, Yun Zhao panicked. He raised his head to warn her, only to see that his lord's deep black eyes were looking at him. He hurriedly lowered his head and said, "If I disguise myself as Bartle, I'll be able to confuse the crowd and take the head of the first prince."

Yun Zihuang shook her head: "It's not right, it's extremely wrong. Yun Zhao doesn't know how to speak the northern region."

Yun Zhao said in a low voice, "With this lowly general's lightness skill, I'll be able to sneak into the northern military camp and be even more concealed."

She shook her head again, "It's still not appropriate. Tonight, Duke Ba Tian is going to attack the northern camp. If we were to alert the enemy, it would be even harder to assassinate the first prince in the future. "

Feng Qingxiao said lightly, "It is because Duke Ba Tian attacked the northern camp tonight that I ordered him to assassinate the first prince. I will go see the first duke and have him attack at midnight." "Before that, assassinate the first prince."

After pondering for a moment, her eyes lit up, "You want to take advantage of this situation to fish in troubled waters? Incitement to the internal strife of the northern military camps, and forced Duke Ba Tian's attack to be involved? "

The War God King nodded and looked at her with appreciation. She was truly worthy to be her woman. She had comprehended his meaning so quickly.

Yun Zihuang's eyes glowed as she similarly looked at Feng Qingxiao with an appreciative gaze. He was indeed the battle god king of Tianyuan. Using troops like gods, her schemes were endless. She hadn't thought that such a brilliant plan would occur. The War God's skill was truly superior.

"My lord is wise and wise, and has calculated everything perfectly. I admire him, but this way I can come up with an ingenious move."

After she said a few words in a low voice, Feng Qingxiao's eyes lit up and he nodded in approval. Yunhai's heart calmed down a little, and Yun Zhao's heart that had been raised to his throat finally returned to his chest.

In the dead of night, the first prince was tossing and turning in his tent, his heart full of anger and unwillingness.

In the dense darkness of the night, the refreshing night breeze blew through the gaps of the open tent curtain, bringing with it the faint fragrance of wild flowers. He was somewhat at a loss.

Suddenly, two people appeared in the tent. The first prince was a bit drowsy: "Bartle, what are you doing here?"

Bartle's handsome face was gloomy. Killing intent flashed in his eyes. Without saying a word, the dagger in his hand flashed and went straight for the First Prince's neck.

"Ah …" What are you doing? "

The first prince rolled to dodge, wanting to pick up his weapon, but found his body powerless and his movements extremely slow. He was unable to evade the blow. The saber landed on his shoulder, and dark red blood immediately gushed out. Bartle sneered. With a slight twist of his wrist, a cold blade pierced through the First Prince's neck.

The first prince's eyes widened as they lost their luster. His head rolled from his neck to the side as blood splattered all over the tent!

Battle stooped down and put the head of the prince into a leather bag and hung it around his waist. Then, he turned around and walked out of the tent. The people beside him also walked out of the tent, disappearing into the deep night in the blink of an eye.

"Da Da Da …"

The heavy sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility of the night. At this moment, the soldiers of the Rising Sun Empire raided the northern camp at night. Blood dripped from the First Prince's neck, and a blood-red luster glimmered in the dim oil lamp.

"Ah! Help! Help! The first prince has been assassinated by the ninth prince!"

An ear-piercing scream resounded throughout the military camp!

As the voice spread through the night sky, the military camp became a mess. Some people ran over and saw the corpse of the prince who had lost his head. The attack of the Sun Ascension Empire also arrived, and the northern army was thrown into complete chaos!