"Tell them to do it!" Seeing that the front line was about to collapse at the moment of contact, Zhu Chunhao's face in the opposite tent was ugly...
Naturally, he had also received the news that Xiao Rui was here. Originally, he did not think much of Xiao Rui. He thought that Xiao Rui was just a martial artist.
However, when he really fought with the army commanded by Xiao Rui, he realized that he seemed to have underestimated Xiao Rui again…
When he saw his army being defeated like a landslide, his expression was really gloomy and terrifying…because he knew that the Great Zhou could afford to waste time, but he could not.
If one person died in the Great Zhou, another person would be replaced. However, if his 30,000 elite soldiers were lost, they would really be lost. In the battle a few days ago, the loss ratio between the two sides was about 1:7. This kind of loss ratio was acceptable to him because as long as he defeated these 140,000 soldiers, he would have the reputation to subdue the other guards. With the support of the large merchants and aristocratic families in the south, he would rise.
But if he couldn't break through these 140,000 troops, he would become history.
He did not want to become history, so he could only rise up and resist!
With Zhu Chunhao's order, the martial arts masters hidden in the crowd also quickly broke into the crowd and went directly to find trouble with the grassroots commanders!
However, it was destined that they would not gain anything today…
Du Tianzong was a member of Prince Ning's army.
He came from the Extreme Fire Sect. Although it was only a small sect among the many sects in the southwest, he had the breadth of mind and ideas that did not belong to a small sect.
He thought that he was a genius, so he changed his name to Du Tianzong.
He met Ning Wang three years ago. That year, he had just left the sect and went to an illegal shop. His money was stolen and he was furious. After killing the shop owner, he was locked in the death cell. Ning Wang saved him and gave him good food and drinks.
This gave him the illusion that Prince Ning was supporting him so much because his strength and potential had been recognized by Prince Ning. Ever since that day, he had a dream. He wanted to help Prince Ning become the emperor of the world, and then Prince Ning would help him become the leader of the martial arts world. He wondered what his brain was made of...
He was already twenty-seven years old this year. He was not considered very strong among the people who were not in the mainstream, but he firmly believed in his own thoughts.
Ever since Prince Ning rebelled against the Zhou Dynasty, he had joined Prince Ning's army. These few days, he had already killed three hundred households and a chief banner. He believed that he had made great contributions to Prince Ning.
And this time, he was prepared to make a great contribution, so he set his sights on a thousand-man!
Just like usual, he mixed in with the soldiers and sneaked all the way to the Thousand Households. When he was about 20 meters away, he shouted loudly and flew up. He shouted in the air, and the dog officer gave his life!
Then, he slapped his palm towards the thousand-man, but what greeted him was not only the thousand-man's horrified and terrified gaze, but also the Embroidered Spring Sabers of the Brocade Guard and the various weapons of the Six Fan School...
Before he could figure out what was going on, those weapons instantly pierced into his body. His body was almost instantly dismembered by the Jinyiwei and Six Fan School masters. His head was cut off and hung on the waist of one of the Jinyiwei...
His eyes were still staring ahead when he died because he did not believe that he would die just like that. Wasn't he the son of heaven's mandate, a heaven-sent talent? This was different from his script…
Alright, sometimes overestimating oneself was indeed a very painful thing.
Perhaps most of the martial arts experts in Prince Ning's army were sane, but the things that greeted them were basically the same!
As these people charged into the crowd, the first wave of attacks only took the head of one of the flags, but they themselves lost more than 200 lives!
"It's the Jinyiwei and Six Fan School. They're also mixed in!”From afar, there was a middle-aged swordsman dressed like a scholar on Prince Ning's high platform. He saw through the clues at a glance and spoke to Prince Ning.
"Should we retreat?" Hearing this person's words, a young master dressed in green beside Prince Ning frowned and said with some doubt.
This person was none other than Murong Fu, who had fought with Xiao Rui in the Imperial Palace. Behind him were his four retainers, Deng Baichuan, Gong Zhiqian, Bao Butong, and Feng Polie.
Although he had used his powerful Qing Gong to shake off Xiao Rui and escape from the Imperial Palace that day, it was still very difficult for him to escape from the Imperial City.
At the critical moment, it was precisely because of this scholarly-dressed swordsman and his four generals that they were able to rescue the two of them from the Imperial Capital.
Although this scholar swordsman's strength was not as good as his, he was not weak either. However, compared to his cooperative relationship with Prince Ning, he was Prince Ning's confidant.
" No, our two armies are mixed together now. If we retreat and the enemy attacks us, we will suffer heavy losses..." Hearing Murong Fu's words, the scholar swordsman shook his head and stroked his beard. Although he sounded depressed, his face looked like it was made of bamboo...
"Oh? Please enlighten me, Mr. Liu?" Upon hearing Scholar Swordsman's words, Prince Ning's expression suddenly changed. He asked him excitedly.
"As the old saying goes, to capture the thief, we must first capture the leader. As long as Brother Murong and I work together to get rid of their command system, we can naturally turn the situation around!”Seeing Prince Ning asking him, this scholar swordsman said proudly. However, Murong Fu looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot. To think that he could think of it!
"Mr. Liu, there are two hundred thousand soldiers on the other side.”Murong Fu didn't say anything as he looked at Scholar and Swordsman, but Deng Baichuan spoke up. Murong Fu still had to care about his reputation, so he couldn't say anything, but Deng Baichuan could.
"No, no, no. I'm not that careless. My Lord, it's time to move the secret line you buried!”Hearing Deng Baichuan's questioning words, Scholar Swordsman smiled lightly. Although he was conceited, he had never thought of courting death. He naturally had a plan.
"Alright then! Go ahead, I'll wait for the news of your victory!”Murong Fu and the others 'expressions changed when they heard the scholar and swordsman's words. Could it be that Prince Ning had a backup plan?
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