After waiting for so many days, Han Jingyu, who finally heard the bell ring, was so excited that he almost cried on the spot.
Xie Jingqi, riding on his horse, searched for the direction of the bell for a long time, then suddenly charged forward.
Han Jingyu quickly wiped the corners of his eyes and followed with the other soldiers.
From the west of the city to the east, it took only a quarter of an hour at full gallop.
Before Han Jingyu could dismount, he saw that the Turkic soldiers had already occupied an entire street.
During this period, Han Jingyu had encountered and killed quite a few Turkic soldiers while following the Seventh Prince. However, if he counted carefully, he had never seen so many Turkic soldiers traveling together.
Fearing a trap, Han Jingyu quickly stopped Xie Jingqi, who was ahead, "Your Highness, please be patient!"
However, Xie Jingqi was not someone he could stop. Seeing that the majority of the Turkic soldiers were in the middle of the street, Xie Jingqi charged directly at them.
"The Turkic barbarians are indeed fearless. After being killed by me so many times, they still dare to swagger through the streets."
Facing Xie Jingqi's taunts, the Turkic soldiers did not reply.
Xie Jingqi took it as a sign that these Turkic soldiers were too scared to speak. He dismounted and was about to draw his sword when he heard a familiar and annoying voice, speaking neither too loud nor too soft.
"The Seventh Prince of Yulin is truly mighty. As expected of the notorious dissolute prince from the imperial city of Yulin." As the voice faded, Mu Shizhen slowly walked out from behind the Turkic soldiers.
If it were anyone else, Xie Jingqi might not have cared.
After all, he was a salted fish himself and didn't care what others said about him.
But now that it was Mu Shizhen, he naturally could not stand by and do nothing.
We're all relying on our fathers, so why are you acting so high and mighty in front of me?
I'll spoil you rotten!
Xie Jingqi took a step forward and kicked Mu Shizhen in the stomach, then heavily stepped on his chest. "Mu Shizhen, you're not trying to get your ribs reset again, are you?"
Mu Shizhen fell to the ground in disarray, grabbed Xie Jingqi's ankle with one hand, and gasped, "What can the Seventh Prince of Yulin do besides use his fists? Are all princes of Yulin so reckless and unbearable?"
Hearing these scholarly words, Xie Jingqi's anger surged. "Who do you think you are, lecturing me?"
As he spoke, he increased the pressure under his foot.
Mu Shizhen's face turned pale as paper, and he cried out in pain.
The other Turkic soldiers instinctively retreated.
The Seventh Prince of Yulin had been on a killing spree these past few days, so how could these Turkic soldiers not be afraid?
Han Jingyu, who had caught up, dismounted and looked at the Turkic soldiers who were defending but not attacking, feeling that something was wrong.
Before Han Jingyu could think further, he saw Xie Jingqi kick Mu Shizhen again, sending him flying into the distance.
Mu Shizhen was thrown out by two meters, and dust was kicked up from the ground.
Even so, the Turkic soldiers only helped Mu Shizhen up and still made no move to fight back.
Mu Shizhen clutched his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then looked at Xie Jingqi again, saying, "The Seventh Prince of Yulin indeed has a terrible temper. No wonder he disregards the lives of the people of Luoyi. It was the Seventh Prince of Yulin who took the initiative to let Yulin soldiers enter the city. Do you find the scene inside the city satisfactory now?"
As Mu Shizhen's words fell, the atmosphere on the entire street suddenly became strange.
The surrounding citizens all gathered around, but their gazes towards the Yulin soldiers, especially Xie Jingqi, had lost their former trust.
Han Jingyu sensed that something was amiss and looked around the entire street again.
Just then, he saw a citizen holding fine grain and fresh vegetables in his arms.
The battle of Luoyi had lasted for half a year.
Under normal circumstances, there should be no fresh vegetables in Luoyi city, and fine grain was a luxury!
But now, these things that should not have appeared were everywhere in the hands of the people on the street...
Could it be!
Mu Shizhen quickly ordered the soldiers around him, "Quick, stop the Seventh Prince!"
Regardless of the reason why the Turks sent food to the people of Yulin, if the Seventh Prince continued to beat the Turks at this moment, it would only sow seeds of misunderstanding in the hearts of the people of Luoyi.
Then he thought of what Mu Shizhen had just said...
Han Jingyu's heart skipped a beat.
He suspected that the ringing of the bell was not a distress call, but a trap!
Ji Zixiu and Cao Yan took the lead, walking to Xie Jingqi's side to try and stop him.
However, the usually fearless Xie Jingqi was not someone they could stop.
Shaking off Ji Zixiu and Cao Yan's arms that were blocking his way, Xie Jingqi glared at Mu Shizhen and shouted, "Why be so sarcastic? If you want to fight, stand up. If not, surrender!"
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Something suddenly flew over.
Xie Jingqi was focused on defending against the Turks and Mu Shizhen, so he was naturally careless about his surroundings.
At the critical moment, Ji Zixiu stepped forward and shielded Xie Jingqi behind him.
"Slap!"
A not-too-heavy sound rang out again.
A rotten egg had hit Ji Zixiu on the forehead.
"You dare..." Xie Jingqi, enraged, roared, but when he saw the attacker, the rest of his words couldn't come out.
It was because the person who threw the rotten egg at him was not a Turkic soldier, but a citizen of Luoyi.
The anger in Xie Jingqi's eyes turned into shock.
He couldn't fathom any reason why the people he had always protected would attack him.
Seeing this, Mu Shizhen's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile. "The Seventh Prince of Yulin strongly advocated for letting Yulin soldiers enter the city with my father. But after your Yulin soldiers entered the city, did they truly bring peace to the people of Luoyi?"
Xie Jingqi gritted his teeth and glared, "Stop spouting nonsense!"
Mu Shizhen then said, "The Turks and Yulin are at war. Since it is a war between nations, casualties are inevitable. However, the Yulin soldiers have brought disaster to the people of Luoyi. What right does the Seventh Prince of Yulin have to stand here and shout now!"
Hearing these words, the anger in the eyes of the citizens on the street intensified.
Although they hated the Turks, what the young Turkic general said was not wrong.
The Turks and Yulin were at war, and the fall of Luoyi was due to Yulin's incompetence. How could they blame the Turks?
And since the Yulin soldiers entered the city, Luoyi had been plagued by an epidemic. In the end, the royal family of Yulin probably didn't care about the lives of the common people at all.
Or perhaps, the epidemic was simply an excuse for the court to destroy Luoyi.
After all, for the court, the battle of Luoyi was a disgrace to Yulin!
Han Jingyu, standing by, saw the citizens' anger growing, and was about to rush forward in a hurry.
Before he could even rush forward, the things in the hands of the citizens were frantically thrown in Xie Jingqi's direction.