Signal flares bloomed in the sky, indeed drawing attention from all sides.
Seeing this, Yu Meng led her soldiers to charge in. With her move, Fan Xudong, Prince Xian, and Prince Xiaoyao, one after another, led their own troops and killed their way forward.
The great general of Yun Country, seeing this, felt there was no time to delay. The moment to charge into battle and bring glory to Emperor Huangfu had arrived. If this battle was won, he would also have a great achievement.
It was quick for these hundreds of thousands of great generals to attack a border region. Five thousand troops resisting over half a million people was entirely a joke.
Baili Kaine naturally heard the drumming and the sounds of fighting and shouting from behind, but he knew that as long as he captured Zhao Jiaqi, everything else would not be a problem.
Seeing everyone fighting, the carriage was left empty. His target was the person inside the carriage, but what he didn't expect was that the one blocking him from capturing her was his own son.
Baili Fengge's hand blocked Zhao Jiaqi's path, and he backhanded Baili Kaine. The two of them somersaulted in mid-air and landed simultaneously.
Enraged, Baili Kaine hated him even more: "You are truly my good son, obstructing me time and again. Do you know that by letting them go today, you are equivalent to putting Xuanyuan Country to death!"
"Father, let them go. Uncle and Auntie said that as long as you turn over a new leaf and stop causing trouble, this will be as if it never happened."
Baili Kaine: "This is all lies they told you. Fan Zehao dotes on his wife so much. Now that his wife is injured, do you think he will easily forgive me?"
"Baili Fengge, wake up. Stop dreaming nonsense here!"
No matter what Baili Kaine said, he always stood in front of Zhao Jiaqi, absolutely refusing to let him get close.
His heart was filled with confusion. Why was it so difficult to be a gentleman!
He could not be both loyal and filial, so he could only choose to be loyal to his own inner thoughts. He wanted peace for the country; he did not want war to bring suffering to people.
"I believe Uncle and Auntie. They are not speaking carelessly, nor are they deceiving me. Father, just listen to your son this once and let them leave. I will go back with you. Whether you kill me or skin me, you can deal with me as you please!"
Baili Kaine saw that his son was stubborn and determined to go against him. Without a word, he stepped forward to teach him a lesson.
As a son, Baili Fengge did not fight back, allowing him to vent his anger.
However, Baili Kaine's eyes no longer saw his son; they were focused on Zhao Jiaqi, whom his son was protecting behind him.
He flung his son aside and reached out to grab Zhao Jiaqi. Just as his hand was about to reach her, with a 'poof,' the tip of a sword appeared in his chest, dripping blood.
Baili Kaine could not believe he had been pierced through the heart. He turned his head in shock to look at the newcomer, a completely unfamiliar face.
Zhao Jiaqi's face lit up with great surprise upon seeing the newcomer: "Gao Bin!"
"Sister-in-law, I'm late!"
Zhao Jiaqi shook her head, tears in her eyes: "No, you've come at the perfect time!"
After a brief exchange, Gao Bin re-entered the fray. With a master helping, and Baili Kaine already dead, the remaining death guards, guards, and soldiers all stopped fighting.
Baili Fengge held the man who died with unseeing eyes and cried out. The only reply was the caw of a crow that had flown overhead. It cawed twice and then fell silent.
Fan Zehao looked at the deceased Baili Kaine, thinking that such a death was too easy for him. However, in the face of Baili Fengge, he felt a pang of sympathy.
This Crown Prince was a good one, completely unlike his beastly father.
Immediately, he shouted to the crowd: "Emperor of Xuanyuan, Baili Kaine, has passed away. Crown Prince Baili Fengge inherits the throne. The King and Queen of the Inner City have come to offer congratulations!"
For a moment, Fan Zehao's words echoed throughout the field. Everyone was unsure what to do, but the death guards were the first to acknowledge Baili Fengge.
The death guards all understood that if the emperor died, they would be buried with him. But now that there was a new emperor, they would continue to serve him.
Fan Zehao walked over and helped Baili Fengge up, saying loyally: "If you become emperor, Uncle can guarantee that Xuanyuan Country will not suffer war. But if it were someone else, Uncle would raze this place. Do you wish to become a monk and live a carefree life, or dedicate yourself to your people? Choose one of these two paths, and Uncle will support you regardless!"
As a man, protecting one's family and country was a normal aspiration. He understood his uncle's meaning and intentions.
He could choose to become a monk and live a carefree life, free from worldly affairs, but then Xuanyuan Country would cease to exist, and the efforts of generations of the Baili family would be in vain.
He wiped the tears from his face, stood up, and said resolutely: "I want to be Emperor. I want to protect my people!"
With these words, Fan Zehao and Zhao Jiaqi were relieved, and they let out a sigh of relief in unison.
"Uncle supports you. I will stay until you are enthroned, then I will leave!"
Fan Zehao made a promise, and he would never break it.
The great army met the King and Queen at the border and, after a brief adjustment, rested on the spot.
Crown Prince Baili returned to the capital. With the King of the Inner City's decree that if he were not on the throne, Xuanyuan Country would be razed, no one dared to defy him, even if they were unwilling.
Behind him, the King of the Inner City supported him. The world knew that Fan Zehao was a God of War, and this time he had amassed nearly a million troops around them. Such power was not to be underestimated, nor could it be taken lightly.
Following closely, Fan Zehao issued a proclamation, claiming that Baili Kaine was killed by him and that Baili Fengge was not involved, with witnesses present.
As for why the Emperor of Xuanyuan was killed, Baili Fengge's answer was simply "betrayal," a single word without further explanation.
After more than two months, this matter finally came to an end.
When Duan Yao saw her, it was already late autumn. Seeing how much she had lost weight, she was heartbroken: "Sister-in-law, it's all my fault for not looking after you properly, causing you to suffer so much!"
Zhao Jiaqi shook her head: "It's better to be feared than to be targeted. This matter has nothing to do with you!"
She could only say that she was too outstanding and had been targeted by some people due to her carelessness!
Duan Yao lifted her sleeve. A long scar, like a centipede, lay on her arm, making one shudder: "I knew you were injured, but I never saw it with my own eyes. I didn't expect your wound to be so deep. This scar will likely be difficult to remove in the future!"
Zhao Jiaqi truly didn't care about this: "It doesn't matter. As long as I'm alive, this little scar is nothing!"
She dared not recall those days now. She dared not imagine what would have happened if her husband had arrived a moment later, if she would have left this world.
She wondered if her soul would return to her original world after death.