Marshal Ximen said: "Your father was drunk at the time and asked me, Marshal, do you know that as a prince of the royal family, even if I don't leave the capital, I will be prosperous and happy in this life? Then why do I have to go to the battlefield?

Fight?"

The King of Zhongyuan pondered: "What then?"

Marshal Ximen said: "Then I also asked, why? Your father said... the previous king only had two heirs. Although in the mainland now, the imperial power is far less powerful than the previous dynasty, but the royal status is still the same.

Nobility is still high."

"So, the throne is still a position that the emperor's heirs are eager to pursue."

"Your father said that if he stays in the capital, it will only cause disaster. Even if he doesn't want to be in power, there will always be people who find ways to put him in power and force him to do so. Because only if he comes to power, there will be new heroes from Conglong.

Only then can the current meritorious families be suppressed for a while, and those who want your father to ascend to the throne will have the opportunity to become the new top power class."

"Your father said that if you stay in the capital, you will inevitably die sooner or later. Even if you are not forced by others, you may not be moved."

"Because there are too many people who want to be in power, and people's hearts are always weird and unpredictable. Those people have inextricable connections with your father. Even if they don't let go, they may not be forced to wear yellow robes one day; and

Once we relax, the process will only become faster."

"So your father said, I only hope that after me, the royal family will decline; but I can use my iron-blooded military exploits to preserve a way for my descendants to survive."

"You know that your father's reputation, status, martial arts, cultivation, strategy, command, and wisdom are all enough to serve as the commander-in-chief of an army, but just to avoid taboos, he only serves as a deputy commander."

"But in those years, there were too many tough battles and fierce battles, all of which were fought by your father!"

"The first prince of the royal family, the undefeated war god of the mainland, and the legend of the immortal star soul are all your father's illustrious achievements. Do you think you can get it casually?!"

Marshal Ximen said calmly: "No matter what you do, no one will touch you now; not because of your high position as the King of the Central Plains, nor because of your noble status as a royal family, but just because of the all-powerful God of War back then.

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"For the illustrious military exploits and immortal achievements of that year!"

"For the sake of the God of War who clearly had a chance to survive, but as his military achievements increased, the number of supporters increased, the number of loyal people increased, the prestige increased, and there were gradually signs of threatening the throne, so he was willing to fight to death with all his confidants!

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"He has the ability and wisdom of a commander, but he is willing to be a general who charges into battle. He has the opportunity to directly surpass the commander and become a king-like existence, but he is willing to die in battle in order to avoid hidden dangers... A generation of princes

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"That's our commander-in-chief, the person I admire the most! He was in the Western Army back then, and he was also my strongest brother!"

King Zhongyuan's face turned pale again and he murmured: "I didn't do anything."

Marshal Ximen said coldly: "That's why I came here in person this time. I just want to watch you with my own eyes and watch you watch these competitions! You...just sit still and calmly!"

He rolled his eyes, cold light burst out, and his gaze was like two swords from a hundred battles slashing out, breathtaking!

With this look, he looked firmly into the eyes of the King of Central Plains and said word by word: "No, move!"
Chapter completed!