This time,
Chen Mao was not in a hurry to deal with any enemies. It was more important to find Zhu Di as soon as possible.
"What if the Condor Shooter who was hiding in the dark didn't save this Tata from me, but attacked His Majesty instead…"
He thought about how the arrow was so fast that he, an experienced person, did not notice it at all. He also thought about how the arrow went straight into the horse's neck.
Chen Mao shuddered.
If that Condor Shooter attacked His Majesty, His Majesty might not be able to escape…
No, it was not that he might not be able to escape, but he definitely could not escape!
The thought of Zhu Di being pierced in the throat by an arrow in front of him…
Chen Mao couldn't help but shiver.
The Emperor is the ruler of ten thousand chariots.
" Emperor, be careful!"
Once Zhu Di died, the 500,000 strong army would be without a leader and would be easily defeated by the Prairie people.
But sometimes, what one feared the most would happen.
When Chen Mao was looking for Zhu Di all over the world, Zhu Di appeared.
He appeared beside Ben Yashili.
Zhu Di's strong right hand landed heavily on Ben Yashili's shoulder.
The power that was transmitted from that hand was not like other people's grandfathers at all.
Even if he was said to be the most powerful warrior on the prairie, there would still be people who believed him.
Ben Yashili, who was tall and strong, felt so much pain that one of his shoulders fell off because of this hand.
If one looked closely at his face, one would notice that his lips were pale, and a layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, dripping down one by one.
He had seen the Ming Dynasty general in a daze and wanted to seize the opportunity to escape. Who knew that he would be subdued with one hand?
He was in so much pain that he could not open his eyes. At this moment, he heard a dignified voice,
"Benyashili, where do you want to go? I've been waiting for you for a long time!”
Zhu Di said lightly.
Zhu Di knew Mongolian, but he was speaking Chinese.
He knew that Ben Yashri knew Chinese.
As expected.
Upon hearing his words, Ben Yashili, who had already seen him wearing the dragon-shaped armor, completely gave up on the hope that he would never be able to obtain.
"Great Ming Emperor, I lost…"
Ben Yashili said dejectedly.
Chen Mao, who was not far away, looked at all of this with his mouth agape.
What was going on?
Why would the Emperor suddenly appear here?
Before the battle, didn't everyone decide on the area they were responsible for?
Chen Mao confirmed that this was his area. There was no problem. It was his, not Zhu Di's.
However, Zhu Di still appeared.
Not only did he appear, but he also appeared beside the Tartar noble!
Not good!
Chen Mao's expression changed, and he shouted,
"Your Majesty!"
Chen Mao wanted to rush to Zhu Di's side as soon as possible, so he quickly used the spiked club to whip the horse's butt. Who knew that the spiked club would immediately bring out a layer of flesh and blood.
The horse's butt turned into a beehive, and it was in so much pain that it jumped up and down.
"F * ck, I actually forgot that I used a spiked club this time, not a saber!”
Chen Mao cursed in his heart.
The horse lost control.
He quickly thought of a way to snatch a horse.
Fortunately, he was familiar with it the second time.
Chen Mao saw an opportunity and kicked a Tartar soldier off his horse. Then, he grabbed the horse and rode it all the way to Zhu Di.
The moment she approached Zhu Di,
Chen Mao nervously stood in front of Zhu Di to protect him.
"Marquis Ningyang, what are you doing?”
Zhu Di was puzzled by Chen Mao's surprised look and asked in a low voice unhappily.
This Marquis of Tranquil Yang hadn't settled the score with him for wanting to kill Benya Shili, and now he was acting so baffling.
Zhu Di was displeased.
"Emperor, you are in danger. This official is protecting you.”
"Ridiculous! There are naturally dangers on the battlefield. If everyone is like you, why would I fight? Why don't you go home and drink milk?"
"Pfft-"
Ben Yashili couldn't help but laugh.
He knew that as a captive, his life and death were not in his hands. He should not attract anyone's attention at this time, but…
The Emperor of Ming went home to drink milk?
This scene was too vivid and Ben Yashili couldn't control himself.
He looked at Ben Ya and laughed.
Zhu Di's face darkened.
"You'd better give me an explanation, Marquis Ning Yang.”
Zhu Di said lightly.
His plain words made Chen Mao shiver.
"It's like this, Emperor…"
Chen Mao didn't dare to be negligent and quickly explained the cause and effect.
"So, you suspect that there is a Condor Shooter hiding in the dark who wants to take my life?”
Zhu Di shook his head with a faint smile." Don't worry. There are no condor archers. Even if there are, they are from our side."”
He had seen who had shot that arrow just now!
"Ah?"
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