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The Xumi Army lowered their arrogant heads and didn't dare to look at Tuoba Fei. The two of them were sparing no effort in their sabresmanship, but he took the opportunity to injure Tuoba Fei, causing him to feel ashamed and didn't dare to raise his head.

"Men, give him a horse and let him go."

Tuoba Fei lightly said and then placed the saber back into its sheath. He turned around and no longer looked at the Xumi Army.

"Prince …"

The Xumi Army was even more ashamed. They wished they could find a hole to hide in. Tuoba Fei used his hand to cover the wound beneath his ribs. Someone had already come over to help him bandage his wounds with medicine.

No one paid any attention to the Sumeru army. Some people coldly pulled a horse and placed it in front of the Sumeru army. They disdainfully looked at him, then turned around and left.

The Sumeru army hand tightly clenched into a fist, his body slightly trembling. He was proud, but today his actions had made him look down on himself.

He raised his head to look at Tuoba Fei, but Tuoba Fei didn't even bother to look at him. He just indifferently sat on the fur skin on the ground and let his subordinates bandage his wounds.

"Plop …"

The Sumeru soldier kneeled down and plunged his hand deep into the snow. The icy cold caused his entire body to shiver. He lost, he lost so miserably. In a single day, just now, if it were not for the fact that Prince Xian of the Left had shown mercy three times in a row, how could he still be alive?

Although Tuoba Fei also ordered him to leave as he had a horse by his side, how could he have the face to leave?

He was just a loser under Prince Xian of the Left. Only after failing to kill him three times due to his magnanimity was he able to survive.

"Your Royal Highness, the Sumeru Army knows their crimes, please punish them. Whatever Your Highness wishes to do, the Sumeru Army will not complain."

The cold snow woke him up. He wanted to protect the Xumi race and find a way out for them. The only way out was to submit to Tuoba Fei, serve Tuoba Fei, and submit to Prince Xian of the Left.

Tuoba Fei indifferently swept his eyes over the Sumeru army. He didn't say a word and slightly closed his eyes, allowing his subordinates to bandage him with medicine. Just now, the actions of the Sumeru army had caused him to feel a rage in his heart.

His face was still calm, and there was a smile that was not a smile on his face. However, there was a biting cold glint in his eyes that no one dared to look directly at.

The Xumi Army prostrated themselves on the ground for a long time, but didn't hear Tuoba Fei's reply. They couldn't help but feel even more ashamed and bewildered.

"Your Royal Highness, the Sumeru army has admitted defeat. Your Highness' sabresmanship is marvelous, and I thank Your Highness for not killing me."

"Bang bang, bang bang …"

Knock on the ground with his head, bang bang! Every sound was like a drummer beating his heart.

The Xumi Army was filled with emotions. Now, he also wanted to kneel at the feet of Prince Xian of the Left, calling himself a slave. Now, he, who had once preferred to roam the snowy mountains, grasslands, and highlands as carefree as the wind, wanted to become someone else's servant. Life and death belonged to the master, and there was nothing else that belonged to him.

Slaves, can also be said to be slaves. Their status was slightly higher than slaves, but at the same time, everything they had belonged to their masters. They didn't dare to be disrespectful to their masters in the slightest. All of them belonged to their master, including their own lives.

At this moment, the Xumi Army had an extremely deep admiration for Tuoba Fei. He was a person that wanted to kill but was quick to do so. He was Tuoba Fei's nemesis. Tuoba Fei had shown mercy three times in a row, sparing him from death and even injuring him.

The guilt and shame in his heart made him no longer feel the arrogance and unwillingness he once had in front of Tuoba Fei. He admired and respected Tuoba Fei's master from the bottom of his heart.

The surroundings were completely silent. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of the Sumeru army kowtowing. Tuoba Fei did not speak, and no one dared to make a single sound. They all lowered their heads and waited for Tuoba Fei's orders.

The Xumi Army soldiers felt incomparably ashamed. Since Tuoba Fei didn't say anything, they didn't dare to stop. They kept banging their heads against the ground. His mouth was full of bitterness, not knowing what to say. It was useless to say anything now. What he did just now was too much. Even he couldn't forgive himself.

"Your highness, this servant doesn't know what's good for me. Your highness showed mercy three times, but injured your highness. The Sumeru army deserves to die. I beg your highness to grant me the death of this servant."

Seeing Tuoba Fei refuse to speak, the Xumi Temple's troops guiltily said this, but they didn't dare to raise their heads to look at him.

"Go. This King has already given you a steed. You can go." "Since you've injured this king, it can be considered your win. No one will stop you, you can return and see your Xumi Clan."

Tuoba Fei finally spoke. His tone was calm and indifferent, but his words were like a sharp arrow that pierced the heart of the Xumi Army.

The Sumeru soldier's face flushed red. He won?

"I do not dare, Your Highness, please forgive me. This servant deserves to die, please calm your anger."

He kneeled in front of Tuoba Fei's feet and prostrated himself on the ground. With a hoarse voice, he said, "Your servant does not dare to beg your highness to forgive me, but only please calm your highness. Your highness said so and it really makes it so that your servant has no face to see your highness again. "From then on, the Xumi Temple swore to serve the Prince at his death, and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. I plead the Prince to make things clear."

Tuoba Fei sat on the fur that was lying on the snow. At this moment, the wound on his ribs was already properly bandaged. The wound wasn't too severe. It was just a flesh wound that didn't damage his muscles.

"There's no need for that. Since This King has let you go, do you still need to be worried?"

"Your servant doesn't dare, your servant wholeheartedly accepted his loss and injured the prince's precious body. Your servant deserves to die a thousand deaths, I beg Your Highness to bestow punishment."

The Sumeru army took another step forward on their knees, straightened their bodies, and tore open their robes, "Your Highness, please bestow punishment upon me. Even if I were to die, I would not be able to redeem my servant's sins."

The cold wind blew into the Xumi Army's chest, condensing the cold sweat into ice beads. His body was slightly trembling, not because he was afraid. He was not afraid of death. At this moment, he would rather die than die to avoid such shame and humiliation.

Reaching out, he took out a dagger from his boots. With a flash of cold light, he gritted his teeth and stabbed the dagger into his chest. If he died like this, it would also be a release. He would no longer have to be anyone's servant, and his soul would be able to roam freely in the Western Regions.

At this moment, the Xumi Army suddenly wanted to die.

"Die like this, Xumi Army. Only death can wash away your shame. Only death can calm the anger of King Xian of the Left!"

"Mi Jun, you dare!"

Tuoba Fei's eyes flashed with a cold light as he kicked the Sumeru soldier's elbow, the dagger landing on the ground.

The Sumeru soldier stretched out his hand to grab the dagger, gnashing his teeth as he tried to commit suicide again.

"If you dare to die, this king will make the entire Xumi Clan accompany you in death!"

The cold words carried with them the peak of the snow-capped mountain, a temperature that would last for tens of thousands of years. This caused the dagger in the Sumeru Jun's hand to pause before his chest.