A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace-Chapter 737 Great Victory

"Ye Tang!"

Xia Tingfeng cried out and immediately rushed forward to protect her!

BANG!

Zhao Junyao’s arrow was also released at the same time. The first arrow missed; Min Tu dodged it with a swift movement. Zhao Junyao’s eyes narrowed slightly. The second and third arrows were fired in quick succession. Min Tu still dodged left and right, untouched.

He looked at Zhao Junyao with smug satisfaction. "Haha, so this is all the Emperor of Great Chu has got!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Junyao also laughed but said nothing.

Just then, Min Tu suddenly let out a scream. "AH!"

He looked at his shoulder, then at the figure behind him. It was Yang Chenyi, knife in hand, his gaze sharp.

Min Tu was suddenly furious. "It was you! Men, get them!" he roared.

"Kill these four guards and capture the damned Emperor alive! Go now!"

As his words fell, a group of Southern Ocean Kingdom soldiers swarmed over.

Zhao Junyao descended from the high ground, sword in hand, to join the battle. His eyes were cold, his gaze sharp as a sword, his aura fully unleashed. No enemy that entered within five feet of him lived to tell the tale. The others were all fighting as well.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

"Protect the Emperor!"

The coordination among the four remained impeccable. Even Ye Tang, her long hair restored, had a cold expression and moved with agility. Her martial arts were exceptional, her archery outstanding. Even after resuming her identity as a woman, she was every bit as capable as any man.

The Southern Ocean Kingdom’s soldiers surged forward like a tide. Min Tu, wounded, fought like a madman, hacking wildly with his sword. The Great Chu Dynasty’s soldiers also closed in, and a fierce battle began.

The scene became somewhat chaotic; sharp weapons pierced flesh again and again, and soldier after soldier fell. Blood mixed with tattered fragments of clothing, and gore flew everywhere. The Southern Ocean Kingdom’s soldiers fought like bloodthirsty beasts, their eyes red with killing intent. They were tall and powerfully built, particularly adept at close combat. Like savage, man-eating fiends, they left rivers of blood in their wake.

The Great Chu Dynasty was no less formidable. Though its soldiers were not as physically imposing, their rigorous training made them highly skilled in martial arts, each capable of taking on ten enemies.

It was strength against strength, neither side willing to concede defeat. You stab me with a sword, I hack you with a blade. Neither side could or would retreat even half a step, and the battle grew ever more ferocious.

This continued for over a Shi Chen.

The enemy sustained heavy losses, but the Great Chu Dynasty fared no better, suffering equally tragic sacrifices. Even many Generals of the Fifth Rank died heroically, their bodies to be wrapped in horsehide.

As time wore on, the Great Chu soldiers began to flag. Ultimately, they were not as physically strong and lacked the enemy’s terrifying and astonishing stamina.

But even so, the frontline soldiers grimly held their ground, refusing to yield. Even though their formations had long been shattered, even with enemy blades poised at their throats, they never wavered.

Zhao Junyao personally witnessed several of his commanders die as a result. His eyes reddened with fury.

Furiously drawing his sword, he was about to charge forward, but Xia Tingfeng and the others resolutely held him back.

"Your Majesty! You can’t go!"

Initially, when the Emperor wanted to join the fray for the thrill of it, they had no reason to stop him. But now, with the battle so intense, there was absolutely no way they would let him. In fact, as soon as the tide of battle had turned against them, they had restrained Zhao Junyao. No matter how formidable Zhao Junyao was, he couldn’t possibly take on four opponents at once, so...

"Insolence!" Zhao Junyao’s face was dark, his voice chillingly cold. "Let go of me! I will personally kill Min Tu!"

Unfortunately, his arms and legs were held down so firmly that he couldn’t move an inch.

Yet if he could not vent this anger, how could he ever face sitting on the Dragon Throne and governing the land? Min Tu... that man deserves to be sliced into a thousand pieces! Zhao Junyao thought, his heart filled with hatred.

He was normally such a restrained person, best at concealing his emotions. His greatest ambition was to be a good Emperor. But now, right before his eyes, someone was slaughtering his officials, murdering his people, and seizing the chance to insult him!

If I don’t vent this fury, I’m unworthy of being an emperor! This is my absolute limit! My limit!

Zhao Junyao was so incandescent with rage that his eyes looked as if they might literally bleed.

Xia Tingfeng’s heart pounded in his chest; letting him go now would be like unleashing a madman! So he continued to firmly hold him back.

"Emperor!" Xia Tingfeng suddenly drew his blade and pointed it at his own chest. "If you insist on going, you’ll have to step over my dead body!"

Zhao Junyao looked at the carnage below, then back at Xia Tingfeng. His eyes still bloodshot, he brutally swallowed his rage.

"Emperor, as the saying goes, ’Lack of forbearance in small matters upsets great plans.’ Have you considered that if anything were to happen to you, the people of this realm would be utterly doomed? My learning is shallow, and my words are rash. Please forgive me, Emperor!"

Zhao Junyao looked at him, remaining silent for a long time.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the pools of blood staining the ground. Eyes red, he ground out through clenched teeth, "He is no gentleman who does not avenge such an offense!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Good!"

Xia Tingfeng suddenly felt a wave of relief. Thank heavens, he truly is the Emperor. He has always been rational and wouldn’t lose control for long.

"Emperor, let’s leave now!" Xia Tingfeng urged again.

The other three also spoke hurriedly.

"Rest assured, Emperor, leave this to us!" Yang Chenyi declared.

"Indeed, Imperial Brother!" one of them added. "The soldiers of our Great Chu Dynasty will never admit defeat!"

"Emperor, it’s dangerous here. Please leave first!"

Treating him as if he were a woman or child needing protection, the men managed to usher Zhao Junyao away.

This was what Zhao Junyao detested most. But... he had no reason to stay behind either. If he remained, everyone’s attention would be on him. Even if not fighting, they would have to surround and protect him. Simply because he was the Emperor, his life was not his own but belonged to the people of the realm.

So... Zhao Junyao was forced to leave.

He was personally escorted by Xia Tingfeng to another, extremely remote tent.

Upon entering the tent, he looked around. Though the furnishings were simple, it had everything one might need.

The more it was like this, the more ironic he felt. Although he knew this was the right course of action, in his heart, he already considered himself a deserter. Emperor? Deserter? Ha, Zhao Junyao, oh Zhao Junyao, to think you are so utterly useless!

Xia Tingfeng, however, was unhurried as he attended to him. "Emperor, please take a seat. We have no tea, so please bear with it for now."

Zhao Junyao shot him a cold glance before reluctantly sitting down in another spot.

Xia Tingfeng knew the Emperor was displeased but didn’t let it bother him. His duty, after all, was to ensure the Emperor’s safety. As long as the Emperor was alright, his anger was a small price to pay. If His Majesty truly became enraged and wanted his head, Xia Tingfeng would have no complaints. With a clear conscience, he feared nothing.

Only Zhao Junyao and Xia Tingfeng remained in the tent. The other three were at the front lines, leading the troops in battle.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Zhao Junyao felt that this was the longest Shi Chen he had ever experienced in his entire life.

「One Shi Chen later.」

Little Seventh Prince galloped in on horseback, announcing, "Imperial Brother! Imperial Brother, we’ve won! A great victory!"

"General Xiao and General Liang have returned as well! The Southern Ocean Kingdom’s troops have been defeated and have retreated some ten miles from the coastline!"