Everyone present was stunned.
Xie Jingxi, however, watched with great interest, even wishing that the Turkic princess would kill Ji Zizhao on the spot.
At the critical moment, Xie Jingqi sprang forward and stood behind Ji Zizhao, raising his foot to kick Princess Ashiya.
General Muman, unable to let Princess Ashiya suffer any harm, quickly stepped forward and shielded her in his arms.
Xie Jingqi had not expected General Muman to block him, and the result was…
He kicked even harder.
The prime culprit who had caused the people of Yulin to suffer and lament, should he not be kicked to death, but kept for the New Year?
General Muman did not expect that the Seventh Prince of Yulin would actually dare to do it. Caught off guard, his chest bore a tremendous force, and he was forced back several steps, only stopping when he hit the corner of a table.
Seeing this, Mu Shizhen also drew the saber at his waist and pressed towards Xie Jingqi, "You dare to injure my Abu!"
General Muman quickly stopped him, "Hurry up and stop!"
Mu Shizhen froze for a moment, looking at the Seventh Prince of Yulin who was so close. Reluctantly, he lowered his arm.
Xie Jingqi, however, had no intention of stopping. He delivered another kick to Mu Shizhen's chest. Su Dan Novel Network.
Mu Shizhen fell directly to the ground, his face turning purple with pain.
Princess Ashiya broke free from General Muman's restraint and rushed to Mu Shizhen's side. Seeing Mu Shizhen clutching his chest in pain, her eyes welled up with tears of heartache.
She looked up at the Seventh Prince of Yulin and shouted sharply, "You Yulin are merely defeated by our Turkic forces. If not for our Turkic mercy, how would you be standing here now? Tomorrow, I will personally slaughter all the citizens of this city and let you Yulin know the price of being a vanquished foe!"
Ji Zizhao looked at the fallen Mu Shizhen, knowing he would not be leaving here tonight.
With a sense of relief, she turned her gaze towards Princess Ashiya and said, "Whether Yulin lost in what manner, the Turkic princess may not be clear, but I believe General Muman of Turkic should know very well."
General Muman's expression faltered.
He knew full well that the victory had been a sheer stroke of luck.
Having led troops in campaigns for many years, he had sensed something amiss the moment the Ji family's men were encircled.
The Ji family's men were clearly serving as bait, charging ahead. But after their deaths, there was no sign of any provisions in the forward camp, nor did the tens of thousands of elite soldiers in the rear come to their aid.
It was evident that the Ji family's men had been betrayed by their own.
Yet, even so, General Muman had shown no mercy.
He had to admit that the Ji family's men had indeed given him a premonition of defeat.
Ji Zizhao looked at General Muman, "To put it bluntly, your Turkic people merely seized an opportunity by peeking into Yulin's internal strife, thereby picking up a bargain. If we were to fight again, would Turkic truly have the courage to defeat Yulin?"
General Muman frowned, "Yulin County Princess, speak with caution."
Ji Zizhao, however, smiled, her eyes full of composure, "I fear General Muman does not have that confidence, which is why you are negotiating peace with Yulin from a victor's stance. Now, your Turkic people merely wish to extort what you desire from Yulin. If that is the case, be polite. Perhaps, out of respect for Turkic's sincerity, Yulin will not let you return empty-handed."
If Yulin were to fight again, Turkic certainly had no confidence of truly winning.
Ji Zizhao's words had completely laid bare the Turkic people's intentions and their fears.