I have 800,000 private soldiers. The emperor forces me to hand over military power?

As the most beautiful princess of the thirty-six kingdoms of the Western Regions, the fate of Princess Bijia and the three thousand young girls in the city of Harabalegas, the capital of Huihe, were decided by the few words of the old prime minister Hass.

At this moment, the person involved, Princess Bijia, had no idea that she was about to be sent to King Jin's fief for marriage.

In the martial arts field outside the palace, Princess Viga was galloping and shooting, with her bow and arrows pointed at the circular target in the martial arts field and pouring arrows.

She was wearing a fiery red riding outfit, with her clothes fluttering freely in the wind. Under the warm sunshine of early spring, she looked like a phoenix in flames, both gorgeous and domineering.

Her face, which ranks among the thirty-six countries in the Western Region, is like a piece of finely carved jade, with a heroic spirit between her brows.

Princess Bijia, whose real name is Yue Qiluo, is in her prime, the most beautiful age in a woman from the Western Regions.

Yue Qiluo perfectly inherited her mother’s beauty and elegance in appearance;

In terms of character, he inherited the bravery and courage of the Yaoluo Ge family.

In today’s terms, it’s called “I love red clothes and I also love armed forces”!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

In an instant, Yue Qiluo, who was riding on horseback, fired three arrows in succession, all of which hit the target, attracting cheers from the surrounding onlookers.

"Qiluo, good job!"

At this time, the Yingwu Khan who hurried from the palace of Huihe to the martial arts arena took his time and saw his daughter's heroic posture of firing three arrows together. He couldn't help but praise:

"As expected of the Yaoluo Ge family, his riding and shooting skills on horseback can rival my father's, haha!"

While talking, Princess Viga Yue Qiluo also noticed her father Han Mo Yanchui appearing in the martial arts arena. She immediately tightened the reins, turned the horse's head and walked towards him.

She dismounted from her horse gracefully and skillfully, walked to Mo Yanchui, and asked playfully and proudly: "Father, how is my daughter's riding and shooting skills?"

Mo Yanchui replied seriously: "Well, that's right, he already has the demeanor of a Uighur cavalry warrior!"

"real?"

Yue Qiluo blinked her big, moist eyes and continued to ask: "Father Khan didn't lie to me, did he?"

Moyan nodded and said, "Of course, Father Khan will never lie to others!"

Hearing this, Yue Qiluo suddenly beamed with joy, with two shallow pear dimples outlined on her white jade face, and said with a smile: "Then, father, can my daughter go into battle to kill the enemy?"

As she said that, she looked at Moyanchui with longing eyes and said, "My daughter has already heard that Chen Huai'an, a dog-Han man, led an army to invade my Huihe territory and massacre my Huihe people;"

"The vanguard of the Han cavalry will arrive at the city of Harabalegas soon!"

Yue Qiluo straightened her chest, held her head high, put on an arrogant expression and said word by word: "My daughter is a descendant of the Yaoluoge family, and she is Princess Bijia of the Huihe Khanate;"

"At this time when a powerful enemy is invading, my daughter has the responsibility and the obligation to stand up and stand with the people of the Uighur Khanate to resist the invasion of the Han cavalry."

"Even if we die in battle, we must not let the honor of the Yaoluoge family be tarnished and humiliated!"

Yue Qiluo said these words so impassionedly and passionately that even the palace servants who were watching the martial arts arena were moved to tears.

Not to mention the pain of being a father.

Although Princess Bijia was born as a girl, in the face of the righteousness of her family and country, she was not inferior to the Huihe boys at all.

Listening to what his daughter Yue Qiluo said, Yingwu Khan couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he recalled the decision he made to get married in the court.

"Father Khan, just agree to your daughter's request to go into battle and kill the enemy!"

Seeing that her father was still silent, Yue Qiluo immediately said anxiously: "My daughter promises that she will never hold back He's army on the battlefield!"

"Moreover, my daughter's maids in the palace have also followed my daughter in martial arts since she was a child. They are proficient in everything from riding and shooting on horseback to swordsmanship."

"If the father agrees, my daughter can lead the palace maid guard, disguise herself, sneak into the Han army camp, and assassinate Chen Huaian, a Han man!"

Speaking of this, Yue Qiluo's beautiful face suddenly showed a fierce look, and she made a gesture of wiping her neck in front of her father's sobbing face.

Then he said: "Father Khan, don't you always say that to capture the thief, capture the king first?"

"This time, let my daughter assassinate Chen Huaian, the leader of the Han army, for the sake of the people of the Huihe Khanate!"

At this moment, as a father, Mo Yanchui felt that the softest place deep in his heart seemed to be stabbed hard by something.

However, as the heroic Khan of the Uighur Khanate, Mo Yanchuo was also responsible for the life and death of tens of millions of Uighur subjects.

Even if he couldn't bear it, he still had to make a choice on the occasion of his country's subjugation.

Mo Yanchui took a few deep breaths and finally said, "Qiluo, my father came to see you today precisely because he wanted to discuss with you how to save tens of millions of Huihe people."

Um?

Yue Qiluo tilted her little head, nodded heavily, and said: "Father, you say it!"

Mo Yanchui said with a solemn expression: "Qiluo, today in the court, civil and military officials are discussing how to resist the Han army and avoid Huihe's destruction of the country;"

"Old Prime Minister Guo Has proposed that you go to Han and marry King Chen Huaian of Jin in exchange for the Han army stopping the war and saving the Uighur Khanate from destruction!"

"What?"

When she heard the news that she was going to get married, Yue Qiluo suddenly turned pale and said hurriedly: "Father Khan, then, did you agree to the proposal of Prime Minister Hass?"

Um!

Mo Yanchuo looked painful, but nodded firmly and said, "Yes, Father Khan agreed to the marriage request made by Prime Minister Hass."

"And, in front of the civil servants and generals, I promised that I would personally persuade you to go and get married!"

At this point, tears were already shining in his lingering blue eyes.

However, he still suppressed the guilt for his daughter and continued: "Qiluo, being born in an emperor's family has already destined us to be unable to decide our own destiny. For the millions of Uighur people in Harabalegas City, To avoid being slaughtered; for—"

"Father, stop talking!"

Before Mo Yanchui could finish his words of persuasion, he was interrupted by Yue Qiluo with a wry smile on his face.

Her deep and bright blue eyes shone with firmness and determination, and she replied word for word: "Father, my daughter is willing to go to Han to get married!"

"For the safety of the Uighur people, my daughter is willing to marry Chen Huaian, a bastard!"

"Father, please start preparing for the marriage. My daughter has something else to do, so she should leave first!"

After saying that, Yue Qiluo didn't care about her father who was still dazed and sobbing, he immediately got on his horse, got on the snow-white sweat-blooded horse, and ran away like a gust of wind.

No one noticed that when Yue Qiluo turned on her horse, there were hot tears in the corners of her eyes, sliding down her delicate and white cheeks.

All that was left for everyone was a fiery red afterimage running wildly under the warm spring sun.