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His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was deaf and clear-sighted, immediately discovered the situation ahead and spoke out, telling everyone to be on guard.

Immediately after that, a few people saw smoke and dust rising in front of them, as if there were thousands of horses galloping, as fast as thunder In less than a quarter of an hour, countless armor-clad Jucang soldiers began to appear in their sight, and a column was separated from them, surrounding His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and others.

The rest of the men and horses continued on their way, presumably in pursuit of those who had fled.

Loud, the sound of drawing swords sounded one after another around him, and one by one the soldiers in the warehouse were eyeing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who were surrounded in the middle.

It's almost impossible to choose someone to eat, obviously the previous battle killed the red eye, one by two without waiting for the order to rush over, staged a white knife in red knife out.

Fortunately, he still held on to a little military order, otherwise he would have rushed up, and I don't know if the knife had stabbed someone or a hornet's nest.

Suddenly, a person took a few steps forward from the middle of the team, walking left and right, slowly looking at the middle of the group.

If the rest of the people had been replaced, the brigade officer would have ordered someone to rush up, but now these people in front of him are a little stranger.

There are young men in red robes and swords, scribes and scholars, sturdy middle-aged men, and a bad old man with white hair and a young girl.

Such a combination is obviously not a group of separated refugees, let alone Pinghe's people, but like, like a top spy.

No matter who it is, take it away first, there are just a few people, there are still old and young, and it is impossible to turn the world upside down.

The brigade officer didn't know yet, just before this old man, he stabbed the Dao Palace's double sword golden armor god with a sword finger. Not to mention this old one, even the knife behind this young waist is out of the sheath, and ten of them can't stop him.

"All of them were taken away, taken back to the county seat and temporarily imprisoned. The brigade officer waved his hand and said, and then said to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the middle: "I advise you to be arrested, don't resist." ”

Naturally they will not resist, at the moment, these soldiers are clearly attacking Pinghe's Jucang soldiers, since the Jucang soldiers, it is not simple, your daughter of the pastor Li Linlou is here, as long as the identity is revealed, it is not allowed to be welcomed.

However, until these people rushed up, Miss Li Bang'er still did not react at all. At the beginning, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thought that this girl had not recovered from the previous incident, but when she looked closely, the expression on Miss Li's face was very normal, and she did not look like a person who was out of her mind.

In this way, it is strange, what does this girl think, Zhang Qianjian saw such a situation, opened his mouth and said: "My lord, we have ...... here"

Before he finished speaking, he broke off, because Miss Li Bang'er pinched the tender flesh on his waist, which was self-evident, obviously not wanting Zhang Qianjian to reveal his identity.

Even so, Zhang Qianjian and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, although they couldn't understand what Miss Li, who had been well-behaved and obedient all the way, was thinking, but they also followed Miss Li's opinion.

After all the things before, they have a feeling that as long as the old man is still there, the world can go.

"What are you talking about, what do you have here?" Zhang Qianjian said unfinished speaking, but when the brigade officer heard it, he frowned and asked.

Zhang Qianjian also reacted on the spot, and replied quickly in his brain: "My lord, the small thing is that there is an old man among us here, so there is no need for the rope that ties people,"

After that, he smiled and said: "Look at it, be accommodating, after all, you are old." ”

"Where did all this nonsense come from, tie it all up and take it away. The brigade officer waved his hand very aggressively and said, It doesn't matter how old you are.

As the captain's words fell, seven or eight people took out ropes and put His Royal Highness the Crown Prince behind their backs with their hands behind their backs, tying them up in a strong knot.

During this period, including the old man, naturally there was no resistance at all, and he seemed extremely cooperative, mainly because of this small rope, how could it be possible to bind His Royal Highness the Prince.

Even His Royal Highness can't be trapped, let alone the old man, I'm afraid that even the chains made of the black hammer iron that bind the black-faced god are useless.

Seeing that the matter was finished, the captain rode first and ran towards the road from which he came, and behind him was the horses of these men with ropes.

Before he had run far, the old man suddenly seemed to remember something, and exclaimed softly: "It's wrong." ”

The voice was very small, and the soldiers in the running warehouse naturally couldn't hear it, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince heard it, and turned his head and asked, "What's wrong uncle?"

"My wine, I still have several jars of good wine in the girl's carriage, and now it's all gone, it's all gone. The old man sighed as he spoke, as if he had lost something extremely valuable.

Looking at the old man's appearance, I think that when he used the Xiaoyao Sword as a wine exchange, I am afraid that he had never felt so sorry for the Xiaoyao Sword.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled a little bitterly when he heard this, and said: "Uncle, it's just a few jars of wine, and when you get to the place, do you want to drink as much as you want." ”

After that, several people on the road stopped talking, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was thinking about his heart and feeling the temperature of the eleven golden beans in his arms.

He suddenly thought that the Liuding Liujia Shocking Array of this palace was not insignificant, and with its white mist that could trap thousands of people, it was already a must.

Not to mention the Twelve Ding Gods and Armor Gods later, His Royal Highness the Prince, who personally took a sword, naturally knew that his attack power was extraordinary.

But thinking of these, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thought of the old man's invincibility even more, and he deserved to be the second master on the pole list.

Thinking about it, it should be this reason, Ning Zhaolin of Junlan Sword Village, who is seventh on the top list, can first enter the Seven Illusion Sword Formation and retreat with his whole body.

And the Seven Illusion Sword Array is only as famous as this Palace Shocking God Array, and the previous twelve gods are not aligned, and it is only right that it is broken by the old man, the second on the pole list.

If the old man was really slashed by the golden sword god, and he couldn't get out of the mountain wall again, it would be a strange thing, maybe His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really wanted to think that this old man was like Qin Heng's master, walking the world in the name of others.

Before I came here, it was not far from the border Qi County, and while His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was thinking about this, this Qi County arrived.

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Ten miles outside the city of Jinzhou, thousands of tents, teams of elite soldiers with swords and guns patrolled by, it was the 100,000 soldiers of the Han Dynasty led by Jiang Shuangtian.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, there are still the same people as last time, Jiang Shuangtian, who is six and eight high, is sitting in a Huangyan wooden chair, his eyes are blazing, staring at the sand table in front of him.

On the chairs on both sides sat the generals and pioneers from all walks of life, and naturally there was also Ye Yinxiu Ye Deputy Supervisor.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow will be the 10th day of cold dew written in the abacus bag. Jiang Shuangtian said slowly.