Chapter 152 His Highness on the side of the road, don't pick it up (17)

   "Heh, it's ridiculous. Before this battle was fought, you started to clamor, do you really think that there is no one in my Chahar department!"

  Achle kicked the stirrup, picked up the saber, and rushed up.

   "Watch out for their spears."

  Zhebie knew the strengths of the people in the Central Plains and reminded him.

"How did you come!"

   Mengen saw that Zebie was wearing an armor, and his eyes were about to pop out.

   He let this kid stay in the tribe for a long time, why did he run away?

   "Aon, I'm old enough to go to the battlefield."

   Besides, his martial arts are not low enough to handle.

  Meng En sighed, even if he was the little prince of Jiuli and Chahar, but he still had to learn to be on his own in the end.

   In the center of the battlefield, the teenager sent by Da Zhou was picked off in only three rounds.

   "Is this the level of your people in the Central Plains?"

  Achle laughed wildly, and he had never been afraid of anyone before when it came to trying a knife.

   "Wei Ran, come back."

  Chen Cang ignored Achle's clamor, after all, their existence was to delay time.

  The real elites have already sneaked into the enemy camp, and then they will cooperate with the inside and outside to surround these aliens and catch them all.

   A red figure moved quickly not far away, and a light appeared in Chen Cang's eyes.

   is the third highness, she is finally back!

   And the sudden sound of hooves naturally caught Achle's attention.

   In the night, the figure of the chief general of Da Zhou gradually reunited with her.

   No wonder he looks so familiar, this Gu Ying is obviously the main general of Da Zhou.

  The girl tied her long hair high, and her silver armor shone under the refraction of the sun.

   "General Achle, long time no see."

   She still remembers the feud between the two arrows.

   Zhebie, who was in the Chahar Department, tightly clasped the hand holding the reins in the palm of his hand, and stared at the beautiful figure in front of him.

   He persuaded himself countless times that there are not a few people in the world who look alike.

   But when her voice sounded, a nerve in Tebei's mind finally broke.

   "Sure enough, it's you, Gu Ying! You traitor!"

  Achile's face turned red with anger, and he cursed.

   "This general is the chief general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Situ, who has never surrendered to your Chahar department, so why is it a traitor."

   Tightening the reins, Situ swung his nine whips and attacked Achle straight.

   In just two strokes, Achle's saber was entangled in the whip and could no longer move.

   wrapped the whip around his neck, Situ whipped his whip and walked without him.

   "Your people, return to you!"

   Si Tu sat high on the horse, with a solemn expression.

   The face is so familiar, but Zhebei feels very unfamiliar.

   is a fake, how could his Ah Ying be transformed into an enemy general?

   Seeing that she was about to leave, Zhebei chased after her, he must ask clearly!

   "A Ying!"

   But before he could move forward, a whip was thrown in front of his horse.

   "This general's name is Si Tu."

   Looking back, the tenderness in the beautiful eyes is no longer, replaced by indifference and chill.

   "If you take another step forward, don't blame this general for being rude!"

   His status is noble, and he is the heart of the Khan, and he must not be captured by Da Zhou.

   "Si Tu..., Si is the surname of the Great Zhou State, is that Tu the slaughtered slaughter?"

   Looking at her resolute back, Tetsube laughed as if he had lost his soul.

   The nine-pan whip that hangs down to the ground is meandering with little bloodstains from Achle.

   No matter how stupid he is, he should understand the scene in front of him.

  Why was Da Zhou able to find the king's tent in such a short period of time, and why was she able to call Achle's name and position?

   There are also arrow wounds on her body that belong to the bow and arrow of Chahar.

  He should have understood...

  The funny thing is, he just said he wanted to go back and marry her.

   But in a blink of an eye, they met on the battlefield.

   is simply, the big joke of the slippery world!

   But at this moment, Da Zhou's most elite iron cavalry headed by Li Ge came back.

   Followed behind them were the Chahar women and children who were tied up.

   "Chen Cang, what's going on?"

   She clearly gave orders not to hurt women and children!

   "Go back to Your Highness, even if we can find the exact location of the king's tent, there are many warriors in Chahar, just in case..."

   "So you used women and children as threats!?"

  Situ was so angry that the end of his eyes turned red, and the nine-pan whip in his hand was tightly gripped.

   "His Royal Highness, they are all descendants of the enemy army, even if they are killed, it is understandable."

What   Chen Cang didn't understand was why His Highness would care about the lives of these ants.

  The two armies are at war, and massacres are common.

   The kindness of His Highness should not be used on the enemy.

   Looking at the familiar faces, Situ's fingertips were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand, and he took a deep breath.

   "You are right, you are my wife's kindness."

  Chen Cang was right, if Chahar was able to surrender without a fight, Da Zhou's soldiers would be able to have fewer casualties.

   In the face of war, there is no right or wrong, just different positions.

   "With grace, if you surrender, your clan will be unscathed!"

  Si Tu shouted to the front, she hoped to quell the war, but the reality often backfired.

  Women, with their hands tied, lined up in front of the formation, beside them were soldiers with long swords.

  But the people of the grasslands are strong and strong, and these women would rather die than surrender. They put their necks on the blade of the knife, and the blood splattered in the air and drowned in the yellow sand.

   Qi Qi died in front of the formation.

   Even if Si Tu wanted to stop him, it was too late.

   There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the Chahar people in front of them had already turned red, and they rushed towards them with all their might. This battle has to be fought.

   "Array!"

   Situ shouted loudly.

   In an instant, rows of black shields were lined up in front of her, and the wind was surging under the yellow sand.

   When they got close, Si Tu hid behind the shield and said loudly,

   "Archers ready, let go!"

  Suddenly, thousands of arrows were fired, the black feathers in the sky blocked the sunlight, and the Chahar tribe turned their backs on their horses.

  The battle-hardened warriors will never back down for the glory of their relatives and tribe!

   jumped off his horse, took out the weapon he had in hand, and rushed up screaming.

  The two armies scuffled together, and the yellow sand flew up for a while, fascinated by Zhebei's eyes.

   The scene in front of him began to blur, and when he could see the surroundings clearly, a long gun had already crossed in front of him.

   The sharp point of the spear pierced his neck.

   In front of him was a spear that was enough to kill him instantly, and on the side was Situ who was wielding a long whip.

   Every whip she swung fell on his people.

   It was he who caused all this.

   He is the sinner of Chahar, who pushed Chahar into the abyss.

   Damn it, it should be him...

   With his eyes closed tightly, Tetsubei put down the machete in his hand, which is also equivalent to giving up his own life.

   The expected pain didn't strike, the palm of his hand was tightly held, and Tetsuby suddenly opened his eyes.

   "The battlefield is not a place for you to be stunned!"

   Pulled him out of the danger zone, Situ noticed something was wrong with him, leaned down and said stiffly,

   "If you hate me, you should live a good life. I will wait for you to take my life in Shangjing!"

   (end of this chapter)