ng family."If our family really depended on you to find water outside, I'm afraid we would all die of thirst at home."The village head's son Tiezhu found a water source.But in the mountains.Hearing th...Chapter 1140: There’s Still a Marquis of Wuding on Stage

The Northern Frontier warrior fell on the ninth stone, his final score being eight lifted stones. This score is currently the best among all participating warriors.

Tana's face was lit up with a mixture of excitement and pride.

As the Northern Frontier warrior left the field, he passed by Hellie. All he did was let out a heavy cold snort.

"A worthless piece of trash, actually thinks he's pretty amazing."

The Northern Border warrior's steps faltered, his face paling instantly. His fists clenched at his sides.

He knew the other party was a prince of Xixia, a powerful figure he couldn't afford to offend. He didn't dare retort, so he bowed to Hellie without speaking. He then intended to lift his foot and return to his position.

However, Herle was dissatisfied with his indifference to him and suddenly kicked him off the stage with a heavy foot.

Although the height of the table was not high enough to cause serious injury, Herl's action was highly insulting.

For a moment, all the people from Beijng in the stands stood up, their faces filled with anger.

"Prince Helr, what are you doing!"

The one shouting was the envoy from Beijang, as the leader of this mission to Daxi, he naturally couldn't act impulsively.

Moreover, he knew very well that Xixia was a country they couldn't afford to offend.

"What business is it of yours what I, the prince, do What are you"

He, blocking the way of this prince, deserved to be kicked.

He Lier's furious expression was truly infuriating. Fang Jinshu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and Tana, sitting beside her, had already turned red with anger.

"Hercule is being too much!"

Tana gripped her hands tightly, her eyes fixed on the scene before her.

"Every warrior in the northern border is a brave and skilled fighter, it's just a pity that our royal family is incompetent and hasn't given them the confidence to fight back."

The country was weak and bullied by powerful nations, too afraid to fight back. If they angered Xixia, there were many ways Xixia could make life in Beijng even harder.

This humiliation, they would rather not endure but have to.

Just when everyone thought the people from Beijng would leave as silently as they had before, suddenly that warrior who had been knocked off the stage leaped back up onto it.

His eyes blazed with fury, humiliation and resentment like two ferocious beasts, ready to burst from their cage at any moment.

Helrie thought these cowards in Beijiang wouldn't dare do anything to him, he provoked them time and time again.

"How dare you hit me back"

"This prince is standing right here, you dare touch a single hair on my head"

"What Northern Frontier warriors They are nothing but a bunch of lowly, pitiful wretches who can't even afford a proper meal."

Tana couldn't hold it in any longer, she suddenly stood up.

Fang Jinshu reached out and grabbed her.

"Don't go, you can't change anything even if you do."

Most people present could see Hellie's intention. It was clearly an act of humiliation towards Beijang, but everyone knew that Beijang and Daxixi were about to be allied through marriage. He did this to humiliate the Beijang royal family in order to embarrass the Daxixi royal family. Hellie wasn't as foolish as he appeared.

Fang Jinxiu just wanted to say that Zong Yu was still on stage, he would handle it.

The other courtiers of Daxixi wouldn't let Hellie run rampant for too long.

But just then, the Northern Border warrior suddenly attacked Hellie, and the two immediately began to fight.

He roared in anger, "You can insult me, but you cannot insult the envoy of our Beijang!"

Hertle smirked, a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes.

This bunch of fools, they're so easily riled up.

The warriors of the northern border were strong and their martial arts skills seemed impressive, but they were still inferior to Hellie.

Hellerle was rigorously disciplined from a young age, his martial arts skills surpassing any warrior present. Four years ago, he narrowly escaped from Daxie, which left him even more obsessed with training as if possessed.

Now, he could easily handle a warrior.

In the blink of an eye, the northern border warrior suddenly let out a scream. His right hand was broken at a bizarre angle by Hellie.

Bai Yu saw the situation and her face tightened. She couldn't help but step forward to help, but Zong Yu raised his hand to stop her.

"You are not his match."

Herllie's methods were extremely cruel, and in the blink of an eye, the Northern Border warrior was tortured to the point of screaming.

At the Da Xi royal court, Fu Ming couldn't stand it anymore. His face was ashen as he glared at the emperor.

"Father, this Hellie is deliberately targeting our Great Xi Imperial Family. He seems to be disciplining the Northern Frontier soldiers, but who doesn't know that the princess of the Northern Frontier has already arrived in our Great Xi capital under the guise of a marriage alliance They are clearly doing this on purpose for us to see."

"Your son wishes to fight, and meet this prince of Xixia!"

The emperor coughed twice, leaning halfway on the dragon throne. He did not look to be in particularly good spirits.

"No need, we should still avoid conflict with Xixia as much as possible. It's just a northern border warrior, dead is dead, no big deal."

Yuan Buyu immediately chimed in.

"Your Majesty is right, the Northern Frontier warrior was just knocked down by the Prince of Xixia. He had every opportunity to leave, yet he chose to return to the stage and even dared to attack the Prince of Xixia."

"What does this self-destructive behavior have to do with our Great Xi"

It’s not worth sacrificing the peace we’ve painstakingly maintained with Xixia for him.

The emperor nodded.

"Yuan Aiqing's words are right."

Fu Ming was furious, his eyes blazing with anger as he glared at Yuan Buyu.

"Yuan, your words are mistaken. How can this be unrelated to Daxie Maintaining peace between the two countries is the responsibility of both sides, but Xixia is clearly looking for trouble and trying to hit our Daxie in the face."

"How can you all not see such an obvious thing"

Yuan Buyu smiled but said nothing, looking at Fu Ming's eyes as if he were a clown jumping up and down seeking attention.

The emperor impatiently interrupted him.

"Enough, Seventh Brother. If you don't want to continue watching, go keep your mother company."

Fu Ming's voice stopped abruptly, but his anger remained, clenching his fists.

Even the old fox, Fu Shangyuan, who was sitting beside him, quietly pulled him back and patted his shoulder, whispering in a low voice.

"This matter is not as simple as you think."

His older brother didn't want to meddle, but he couldn't.

Both Daxi and Xixia appeared to be powerful and mighty nations on the surface.

Although the territory of Xixia Kingdom is not as large as that of Daxia, its military strength has grown remarkably in recent years. Their military power has become a mystery, and Daxia is unable to ascertain their current troop numbers.

But regardless of the number, it was still stronger than the Daxi army that had been fighting Gan and Wumeng for four years.

Of the four nations present, Western Xia, which had never experienced war, was now the strongest.

"Everyone sitting here are old foxes, you really think they can't see Herllette's intentions"

But it is precisely at this time that we must remain calm and collected.

Your father may not care, but don't forget there's still Marquis Wu Ding on the stage. With his temperament, he shouldn't just stand by and watch.

As soon as Prince Jing spoke, another gasp arose from the audience. snapShe looked at the other person's expensive attire. Fang Jinshu today wasn't dressed extravagantly, but her living standards had improved. Even in simple clothes, the quality of fabric and the few...