"Mo Liang!" Xuan Mochen twisted his look, and when he saw the young man in front, he cried directly: "Why did you come, I'm better off dead these days!"

The other prisoners rolled their eyes together, you have wine and meat every day, and you almost didn't find a girl, you might as well be dead, let us be embarrassed to gnaw coarse grain cakes every day!

"Big brother, little brother is late, let you suffer!" Xuan Moliang held Xuan Mochen, pinched his thigh desperately, and squeezed out a few tears.

Xuan Moliang is a disciple of the side branch of the Xuan family, and his position is the highest this time, but it is a pity that this kid is timid, and he wears a hundred household clothes, so that the pattern dragon is in front.

I was glad to see the pattern dragon come out of the big tent covered in blood.

"Pattern Dragon, you killed my son in defeat, and you dare to come to see me?" Xuan Mochen finally put away his tears, and immediately scolded when he saw the pattern dragon standing behind him covered in blood.

"The eldest prince, you are bent on going your own way, refusing to listen to the persuasion of the generals, and being defeated and captured, what do you have to do with the last general?"

"You, you still dare to refute!" Xuan Mochen was stunned, he had already calculated and put the blame for the defeat on the pattern dragon, but he didn't expect that the pattern dragon would dare to resist.

"Eldest prince, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, what's the matter, let's go back and talk about it!" Xuan Moliang whispered on the side, he didn't speak for the pattern dragon, but was in the Langya army camp, and his heart was furious.

"Brother Xian is right, let's get out of here first!"

As soon as Xuan Moliang reminded him, Xuan Mochen also reacted, he didn't want to stay in this place for a second, and ran out with his legs.

"Brother Mochen, you're leaving!" Li Wenheng waved his hand on the side, his eyes were envious, and he was a little reluctant.

"Brother Wen Heng, let's get together next time!" Xuan Mochen hurriedly turned around and hugged his fists, not stopping for a moment.

Several generals of the Huaibei Army hugged Xuan Mochen and left, leaving only the pattern dragon alone, covering the wounds on his body, and followed behind with a dejected expression.

"Hey!" Qiao Wolf and the others sighed deeply, they thought of themselves from the body of the pattern dragon, and then looked at Li Wenheng, who was staring at the back of Xuan Mochen and the others, full of envy, and all shook their heads in unison.

The words "a raccoon dog," appeared in their hearts.

The day of the pattern dragon seems to be their tomorrow, and even there is no tomorrow, and death is just around the corner.

Even Hu Dayou, who has always been full of confidence in Li Wenheng, turned a little unnatural and fell silent.

"Come on, Xuan Mochen is gone, he still has a lot of wine and meat left, and I'll give you another piece!"

Li Wenheng cleaned up his mood, he felt that Xuan Mochen's freedom was a good sign, and after sitting down, he picked up Xuan Mochen's unfinished wine and meat and ate it beautifully.

"Thank you, Childe!" Hu Dayou took a piece of mutton, which was still the smallest kind, and put it in his mouth, somehow dripping, it was not fragrant!

But in a quarter of an hour, everyone finally finished eating the coarse grain cake and was about to squint in the sun for a while, when suddenly the ground shook, and a group of Langya cavalry galloped over.

"What about the Xuanmo dust people, have you left?" The leading Langya general did not arrive, and the voice arrived first.

"General Qiyu, the people have been gone for a while!" the soldier guarding the captives reported.

"Damn, gather the cavalry and follow me after you!" General Langya roared angrily, turned his horse's head, and rushed out of the camp.

"What's going on?" Qiao Wolf and the others got up in surprise and stood on a high place and looked in the direction of the Chinese army's big tent.

"Woo," the horn sounded, and the army set in.

"Brother Bing, what happened, didn't you say you would rest for half an hour?" Hu Dayou stopped a Langya soldier with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter, Li Wenhao has already been crowned a marquis in Wangcheng, Xiaoyaozi was killed on the spot, what's the matter, wait for death!" Langya Bing had a bad attitude, kicked Hu Dayou, and left in a hurry.

"What, Li Wenhao was made a marquis in Wangcheng? and killed Xiaoyaozi on the spot?"

"Xiaoyaozi is the head of Tianyi, and he is still a fifth-order powerhouse, how dare Li Wenhao kill him?"

"Why don't you dare to kill, I said a long time ago, Li Wenhao is different now, you still don't believe it, are you convinced?"

"Obeyed, obeyed, it's so bloody, even Xiaoyaozi dares to kill, I don't accept anyone, just obey him?"

When everyone heard the news, they were shocked and inexplicable, and Zhu Wen praised it even louder, but Li Wenheng shook his head desperately as if he was stupid, unable to believe it.

"Impossible, this is impossible, they are mistaken, they must be mistaken, Li Wenhao is crazy, he dares to kill Tianyi to teach!"

"Li Wenheng is here, take it!" At this moment, several Langya soldiers arrived, and they couldn't help but say, and rushed up to press Li Wenheng to the ground and put him in shackles.

"What are you doing, let go of me, I'm the son of the Li family, it's the Marquis of Langya, you let go of me. Li Wenheng put his nose with tears and roared loudly, as if he was crazy.

The original luck in my heart was shattered by the cold shackles.

"Let's find a way to escape, stay here and die!"

"The family must have given up the eldest prince, otherwise the seventh prince would not have been crowned. ”

"That's right, let's go to Langya King City and take refuge in the Seventh Young Master. ”

Qiao Wolf, Tianyang and the others gathered together to communicate in a low voice, and at this time they had already ignored Li Wenheng.

And they didn't know that Li Wenhao had broken away from the family, in their opinion, Li Wenhao was able to succeed in becoming a marquis, and he must have been recognized by the family, otherwise it would be impossible to succeed.

"Count me in, I have wine here!" Hu Dayou licked his face, leaned over, and handed over a wine jug in his hand.

"Hmph, you're not Li Wenheng's hardcore, why did you come to us!" Zhu Wen snatched the wine jug, first took a sip of it himself, and handed it to Qiao Wolf, his tone was very disdainful.

"Hehe, I'm not stupid, I'm actually an undercover agent!" Hu Dayou licked his face, his expression was very serious, and he believed what he said.

"It's okay to follow, don't hold back!" Qiao Wolf took the flask and took a sip, too lazy to take care of the goods.

..............................

Xuan Mochen and his entourage left the Langya Army garrison and joined the three thousand cavalry who were responding outside, and Xuan Mochen turned his face as soon as possible.

"Come on, arrest the traitor of the pattern dragon to my son, and don't let him escape. ”

"Eldest Prince, General Hua was injured by the Langya people in order to save you, you can't do this. ”

"Obviously, you lost the battle, what does it have to do with General Hua!"

"I don't understand this, he wants our general to be a scapegoat!"

The prestige of the pattern dragon in the army is very high, especially the three thousand cavalry, two thousand of which are his subordinates, and a group of generals are indignant and have intervened to stop them.