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

At the critical moment, a hand with loose skin and full of wrinkles on the back gently held the hand of Princess Viga Yue Qiluo, and secretly aimed an arrow at the head of Jin Wang Chen Huaian.

Yue Qiluo turned around and looked around, and was shocked to find that the person holding the arrow in her hand was actually Hass, the prime minister of the Uighur Khanate, who was a veteran of the three dynasties of the Uighur Khanate in the seventies.

Old Haas's deep-set eye sockets clearly shone with wisdom in his cloudy eyes, and he shook his head firmly towards Yue Qiluo.

Then, he raised his hand and pressed down the arrow in Yue Qiluo's hand, together with the bow from the Western Regions.

Yue Qiluo refused to give in, her almond-shaped eyes were beady and her eyes were stubborn.

Old Haas had no choice but to persuade him, saying: "Princess, if you shoot and kill Chen Huaian, you can save the safety of tens of millions of people in the Huihe Khanate. Why would I, my father, and your father, resort to such a daring strategy?"

"What's more, your arrow can't hit Jin Wang Chen Huaian below the city."

After a pause, Haas explained with a frustrated look: "Do you know who the eighteen silver-armored warriors around Chen Huaian are?"

Yue Qiluo shook her head blankly.

Haas explained: "Those eighteen silver-armored warriors are the famous Eighteen Horsemen of Dragon City. Each possesses unique skills and superb martial arts. They are the personal guards of two generations of Jin kings."

"You may not see them covered with black veils, but those eyes like falcon eyes have already given a panoramic view of the ancient city of Harabalegas."

"I can vouch for this. Although the princess is brave enough to pierce the enemy with a hundred steps, once the arrow in her hand is shot, it will be chopped down by the sword of the silver-armored warrior in the blink of an eye."

"This move will not only fail to save tens of millions of people of the Uighur Khanate from danger, but will also completely anger Jin King Chen Huaian and the officers and soldiers of the Dragon City Army under his command."

"Give them a reason to massacre the city, and the people in Harabalegas City will be massacred!"

As Xiangguo Haas spoke, he pressed down the bow and arrow in Yue Qiluo's hand again.

"Princess, stop it. Don't destroy the peace that your father Khan earned through hard work and hardship in an impulse. Don't let the 300,000 Uighur people in the city of Harabalegas be ruined by your willfulness and impulsiveness." Pay the bill!”

This time, Yue Qiluo finally stopped insisting and put down the Western Region Bow in anger.

Turn around and walk away.

"Princess, wait!"

It was the old prime minister, Hass, who stopped her and reminded her: "Tonight, Yingwu Khan will hold a banquet in the palace to welcome Chen Huaian, the king of Jin, who has come from afar, and his Dragon City generals."

"You go back and dress up. Let's dance for His Highness Prince Jin at the dinner party and meet him."

Hearing this, Yue Qiluo could no longer control her tears, and her crystal clear tears fell down.

Throwing away the bow, he headed straight to the backyard of the palace with great enthusiasm.

Eh--

Seeing this scene, Prime Minister Has sighed, shook his head and said to himself: "Who allowed you to be born into an emperor's family, to enjoy glory and wealth and be admired by thousands of people?"

"You are also destined to take on responsibilities that ordinary people cannot take on!"

"Otherwise, why would the ancients say that the most ruthless emperor's family is?"

Outside the city, Jin King Chen Huaian still looked calm as he accepted the kneeling worship of the people in the capital of the Uyghur Khanate.

Little did he know that he had just passed through the gate of hell.

Of course, this is an exaggeration.

Not to mention whether the arrow shot by Princess Vega Yue Qiluo on the city wall could pass through the layers of protection of the Eighteen Riders of Dragon City.

Even without the Eighteen Riders of Dragon City, it would be unrealistic for Yue Qiluo to shoot Chen Huaian off his horse with one arrow.

Unless, Yue Qiluo is holding a big sniper.

Otherwise, in the era of cold weapons, with Chen Huaian's incredible strength, anyone who wants to shoot him off his horse may not have been born yet.

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin, please follow me into the city and visit the ancient city of Harabalegas under His Highness's rule!"

At this time, Yingwu Khan Moyanchu took the initiative to invite Chen Huaian into the city.

Chen Huaian didn't refuse either. He immediately ordered: "Moyanchu, please get on your horse and act as a guide for me to introduce the customs and customs of the ancient city of Harabalegas!"

"My lord, I will wait and see and obey the king's orders!"

While they were talking, the servants of the Uighur Khanate had already brought up Yingwu Khan's mount, a snow-white horse from the Western Regions.

The latter skillfully got on his horse and led Jin King Chen Huaian and the Longcheng generals into the city.

It is worth mentioning that when Mo Yanchuo rode his horse into the city, he always deliberately maintained half a horse's head position with Chen Huaian, fully demonstrating the attitude of a courtier.

Soon, King Chen Huaian of the Jin Dynasty brought the Dragon City Iron Buddha Tu into the ancient city of Harabalegasi with a history of hundreds of years.

This is a typical Western Region-style city, and its architectural style is influenced by the palace architecture of ancient Central Asia and Europe.

On the outskirts of the city, there are mainly markets, workshops, temples and residences.

The main urban area is where the Khan family and upper-class nobles of the Uighur Khanate live and discuss politics.

Different from the distribution of city buildings in the Central Plains, the moat of the ancient city of Harabalegas does not surround the city.

Rather, between the outer city and the inner city.

This moat, which is about five to six feet wide, can also be regarded as the dividing line between residential houses and royal palaces, and between civilians and nobles.

Separated by a river, two worlds.

After entering the inner city, magnificent and resplendent European-style palace buildings can be seen everywhere. Everywhere you look, you can see prosperity and luxury.

Along the way, Yingwu Khan took his time and sipped, doing his duty as a guide to the King of Jin and introducing everything in the city to Chen Huaian in detail.

After entering the palace, another visit is inevitable.

In the evening, have dinner in the palace.

During the banquet, delicious wine and delicious food were inevitably served, and exotic dancers with beautiful faces and hot bodies sang to add to the fun.

This time, Chen Huaian finally saw the authentic belly dance of the Western Regions.

Compared with the singing and dancing program arranged by the Uighur envoy Ahmet yesterday, the singing and dancing in front of us was like heaven and earth.

I don’t even know what that guy Ahmet is doing.

After three rounds of wine, the five flavors of food are gone.

Mo Yanchu finally moved to Chen Huaian's ear and whispered in an uneasy mood: "Your Highness, my maid, my maid, Princess Pijia, Yue Qiluo;"

"After hearing the news that His Highness Prince Jin came from afar, I specially prepared a dance for His Highness. I want to perform a dance for His Highness. What do you think of it?"

oh?

Chen Huaian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Since Princess Viga has such good intentions, it is natural that I cannot refuse the princess's kindness!"

"Let Princess Viga come in!"

ah?

Mo Yanchui was a little surprised when he heard what Chen Huaian said.

I thought to myself, didn’t Ahamati say that the King of Jin was not close to women and preferred masculine styles?

However, now is not the time to explore this issue.

Moyanchu had no choice but to bite the bullet, and Princess Xuanbijia Yue Qiluo went to the temple to perform a dance.

"Xuan, Princess Bijia, go to the palace to perform a dance for King Jin!"

As the palace servants announced the news, Princess Viga Yue Qiluo, wearing a bright yellow Huihe dress, came from outside the palace.

As soon as she entered, the huge palace fell silent.

Everyone's eyes unconsciously focused on Yue Qiluo.

Even the brave general Pang Xianchu, who was known for not being close to women, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Then, he subconsciously slapped himself.

He said to himself: "Pang Xianchu, Pang Xianchu, what are you thinking about? This might be the future Princess Jin!"

While retracting his gaze, he did not forget to pull Fan Wuji beside him and ask the boy to turn his head away.

Chen Huaian, who was sitting in the center of the palace, was used to seeing all kinds of beauties even though he was a man of two generations.

But when he saw Princess Vega Yue Qiluo for the first time, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Secretly sighing: The most beautiful princess of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions really deserves her reputation!

Of course, if Chen Huaian knew that the most beautiful princess, Yue Qiluo, was on the wall of Harabalegas today, she would peek at his head with a bow and arrow.

I'm afraid, the first impression of Yue Qiluo must be added to the "rose with thorns".

And what Zhang Wuji’s mother once said: The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is!