Chapter 144: The Shame of Yan (3)

Nothing much, I just wanted to remind you that according to the alliance pact of the five nations back then, the defeated country may continue to apply for a wager duel. You can always win your losses back through a duel! Liu Gang smiled.

Indeed, you can still challenge us. We are at your disposal at any time! the Crown Prince of Chu shouted.

Quite right, eighty cities we are talking about. Don't you want to win them back? the Crown Prince of Han smiled.

I haven't had enough fun yet! At worst, we can play for smaller stakes. Since your State of Yan has plenty of cities anyway, losing them later is no better than losing them today. Hhahahaha! the Crown Prince of Wei laughed heartily.

Going too far! The Emperor of Yan slammed his hand on the dragon throne and rebuked.

Clank, clank, clank! The Yan army raised their weapons in unison.

Hmph, Emperor of Yan, what do you think you are doing? If you dare to raise a hand against us, it will be a betrayal of the pact. Our four nations will surely swarm and crush your State of Yan, bringing your entire realm to total ruin. The Crown Prince of郑 glared and said.

Indeed, if I were to lose even a single hair, the entire Great Yan nation would be buried with me! the Crown Prince of Chu rebuked.

Emperor of Yan, you must not! A crowd of subordinates hurriedly held back the furious Emperor of Yan.

The Emperor of Yan glared, forcefully suppressing the rage boiling within his chest, and slowly sat back down.

Hhahahaha, the State of Yan? Once the leader of the five nations, the State of Yan? To think you can't even find a capable man anymore. Let me tell you, Elder Zhang, who just lost to us, has actually already defected to our State of Chu! the Crown Prince of Chu mocked.

What? The Emperor of Yan widened his eyes.

Not far away, Elder Zhang, who had just been escorted away and was covered in blood, suddenly halted his steps and turned his head back.

Crown Prince of Chu, didn't you promise me you wouldn't say anything? Elder Zhang asked with an ugly expression.

What is there to be afraid of? From now on, follow me, and you are a man of Chu. Who would dare to touch you? the Crown Prince of Chu said proudly.

But—sigh, very well then! Elder Zhang nodded.

Old Zhang, you, you, you...! The Emperor of Yan stared at Elder Zhang, eyes wide with disbelief.

Emperor of Yan, you have treated me well, but the momentum of Yan is spent. I have already reached the Spirit Realm and seek to advance further in the future. The Crown Prince of Chu has promised to introduce me to their ancestral master—I am sorry! Elder Zhang smiled bitterly.

Traitor! Traitor! the Emperor of Yan shouted.

Elder Zhang paid him no mind, instead walking toward the Crown Prince of Chu. His injuries from moments ago seemed to have vanished completely as if healed in an instant. Clearly, his previous wounds had all been an act.

Hhahahaha, Emperor of Yan, shall we continue the duel? Does your State of Yan still have anyone left to fight? the Crown Prince of Chu laughed.

Your Majesty, this old subject will fight them to the death!

Your Majesty, I will fight them to the death!

Your Majesty, please issue the decree, let me do it!

...

Some of the veteran officials of Yan successively requested to fight, but these elders had white hair and beards—how could they possibly still possess the strength to battle?

The Emperor of Yan closed his eyes, a trace of sorrow flashing across his face.

Hhahahaha! the various crown princes laughed triumphantly.

In the past, the four nations were suppressed by Yan, but now the roles were reversed. Even on Yan's home turf, the Emperor of Yan was suppressed to the point of utter suffocation.

Are you going to fight or not, Emperor of Yan? At least give us a word! the Crown Prince of Han said in a sarcastic, mocking tone.

That's right, give us a word!

Hhahahaha!

...

Today, the State of Yan suffered an ultimate, humiliating disgrace, yet the Emperor of Yan could do nothing about it, leaving him filled with an oppressive, stifling fury. Some of the soldiers of Yan even secretly wiped away their tears.

The hatred of national humiliation is akin to the hatred of having one's wife stolen! Yet they were utterly powerless to do anything about it—how tragic!

Clop, clop, clop, clop...

Clop, clop, clop...

Suddenly, the sound of numerous horses thundering echoed from outside the training field.

Hmm? Everyone looked toward the gates of the training field in puzzlement.

Boom!

The grand gates were violently smashed open, churning up billows of dust and smoke.

Whoa! Whoa!...

A series of piercing horse neighs pierced straight into the clouds.

The dust and smoke cleared. A massive horde of brocade-clad guards rode in on horseback.

Yan Qiu sat astride his horse at the very front, riding in at a slow pace. His eyes blazed with brilliant light as he swept his gaze across the assembled crowd. A multitude of soldiers followed closely behind, each radiating a full aura of vitality and a battle intent that soared into the heavens.

What kind of people are you? Do you have any idea what place this is? the Crown Prince of Chu shouted in a deep voice.