Chapter 832: Captive, the Turkic Fourth Prince?! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”It's unbelievable! Lord Marquis, do you remember those captives we took last night?” Xu Keyi said, his face red from excitement.

”I know; what's wrong with them?” Wang Chong somewhat confusedly replied. After the large battle yesterday, he remembered a report that they had taken captives, but he didn't understand what was so special about that.

”Lord Marquis, we caught a big fish this time! Amongst these captives is a prince of the Western Turkic Khaganate, and it's Ishbara Khagan's most beloved Fourth Prince, the offspring of the Khatun! Agudu Lan had brought him this time to gain some merit for himself and give Ishbara Khagan an excuse to grant him an official rank. He didn't think that he would end up losing and get the prince captured.”

Xu Keyi was in such a rush to speak that he hardly breathed as he spoke.

”Ah?!”

Alarmed, Wang Chong immediately stood up.

In the Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates, the status of prince was even higher than it was in the Central Plains. The reason was very simple: the two Turkic Khaganates did not have the Three Palaces and the Six Courts, so they also did not have as many princes and princesses. A prince who was the offspring of the Khatun and was beloved by Ishbara Khagan had a simply unimaginable status in the Western Turkic Khaganate.

Wang Chong had never imagined that while dealing with Agudu Lan, he would also capture a prince of the Western Turkic Khaganate.

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”Lord Marquis, this morning, we brought out the captives from last night so that we could interrogate them to see if they knew anything useful about the Western Turks. But at this time, we noticed that one of the captives looked a bit off. He was dressed in very luxurious clothes, not like the clothes of an ordinary soldier, and he also had a different temperament. He didn't look like a soldier at all, but someone of very high status, and stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the other captives.”

Although Xu Keyi had been the one to inform Wang Chong of the matter, Chen Bin had been the one to discover the Turkic prince. In the prison beneath the City of Steel, Li Siye, Huang Botian, City of Steel, Su Shixuan, and even Elders Fang and Du were gathered, all of them listening to Chen Bin's explanation.

”I immediately felt that something was wrong, so I found someone who knew Turkic and brought them over. I didn't imagine that he would be a Turkic prince. I still wasn't sure, so I thought a bit and decided to have Hulayeg take a look. He's very socially active, with acquaintances at all levels of society, so I believed that he should be familiar with all the members of the Turkic imperial clan. When Hulayeg arrived, he recognized the Turkic Fourth Prince at a glance!”

”Mm.”

Wang Chong nodded as he peered through the small cell window, more than six feet off the ground. The Turkic Fourth Prince was a youth of twenty-one or so. His clothes were filthy from last night's battle, but it was still possible to see that they were extremely gorgeous Turkic clothes.

He truly is a member of the Turkic imperial clan! Wang Chong concluded, as he could see the blazing suns and howling wolves embroidered on the clothes of the youth. Although Wang Chong had rarely interacted with the Turkic imperials, he knew that the Turks regarded the sun as a sacred mountain, which served as one of their targets of worship alongside wolves. These were symbols that only the imperial households of the Turkic Khaganates could use, evidence of their revered bloodlines.

Rumble!

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong opened the door to the cell and walked in.

”Don’t, don't kill me… I'm a Turkic prince! I can give you lots of money! Don't kill me!”

The young prince seemed to be greatly alarmed at the opening of the cell, and he immediately curled up into a trembling ball. This young Turkic prince was actually the Turkic youth who had been at Agudu Lan's side.

”Mm?”

At the sight of this Turkic prince's frightened demeanor, Wang Chong slightly frowned.

”Lord Marquis, this fellow seems like a coward. It's probably because last night's slaughter scared him out of his wits,” Xu Keyi whispered into Wang Chong's ears.

Wang Chong thought this over for a few moments and then nodded. In last night's battle, the Wushang Cavalry had treated those Turkic elites like they were cutting melons, easily crushing them. It was said that the Turks were natural warriors with fierce dispositions, but this Turkic prince had been raised at Mount Sanmi, in the middle of the Khagan's court. One could probably count the numbers of battles he had experienced with one's fingers, and of those he had experienced, it had probably been in the rear and in situations where the Turks had the advantage.

The slaughter of four to five thousand Turkic warriors like they were pigs was probably something he had never seen before. That scene would probably plague his nightmares long past today.

Wang Chong squatted down and asked, ”You said that you could give me a lot of money?”