"The emperor and the queen of heaven, my third son wins the sky, swears to kill Bairong and Yi Xuan, and repel the Zhao army.

Shang'an Imperial Court Sheji, thank the people of the world, go to the soup and fire, and never give up!

Although I am not talented in winning the sky, I am willing to cut off the head of Yi Xuan, the hanging city tower, and the hanging head of Gao Street.

If you break this oath, it will be like a wine jar! ”

The third prince retreated after winning the sky, picked up the empty wine jar and threw it on the ground. Syllable!

A crisp voice echoed in the Chengming Palace.

At the same time, accompanied by the majestic and heroic voice of the third prince Yingtian.

Xiangguo Ganlong smiled proudly: "Okay!

The third son is really a hero!

It was the old man and the ministers who looked away.

The third prince was immediately crowned as the general.

Lead the troops!

The premise is that you can't bring any famous players!

If you can retreat from the Zhao State and the Bairong coalition army.

I'll play to you.

Reward the three sons in a big way.

If not!

The third prince cut himself before Zhao Jun! ”

The third son Yingtian said excitedly:

"Why don't you take Wu Hook and collect Guanshan Fifty Prefectures.

This son has never considered killing the enemy with a famous general!

Since promised.

The gentleman's agreement between the prince and you will take effect immediately! ”

Shizi Yingdang, Taiwei Ran, and the fourth prince Yingji all pulled this face.

Prepare to jointly question Xiangguo Ganlong, the villain who is at both ends of the snake and rat, and faces Qin and Duchu.

Xiangguo Ganlong smiled and nodded.

"Well, that's good."

The third son won the sky and asked for his life:

"Dare to ask Xiangguo how many soldiers and horses I will win?"

Xiangguo Ganlong is a little embarrassed:

"General Yingtian, don't worry.

Such national events need to be carefully considered.

Zhao Guo and Bairong 50,000 people.

Why does the old man have to find a way to gather 50,000 people for General Yingtian, right?

Is General Yingtian satisfied? ”

Although the third prince Yingtian didn't understand why Xiangguo Ganlong suddenly understood the righteousness.

But very grateful, bow your head and thank you:

"Then thank you Sangkoku-sama."

Xiangguo Ganlong waved his hand and said:

"Don't thank the old man.

Please also ask General Yingtian to go to the east gate of Yongcheng first to wait for the 50,000 army. ”

The third prince won the sky and saluted gratefully to all the ministers;

"Thank you, ministers, for your success.

I can't thank you enough! ”

Xiangguo Ganlong glanced at the third prince Yingtian with deep eyes.

stepped forward and put his arm around the third prince Yingtian and ordered all the ministers:

"Right now, the Qin state is in a critical situation, so there will be no worship ceremony.

General Yingtian is invited to go first.

We will personally send General Yingtian to the expedition! ”

"No, General Ben himself ......"

Xiangguo Ganlong was very enthusiastic, and walked outside the Chengming Hall with the third prince in his arms, and said politely:

"This is the ...... as it should be"

So far, the only person who sent the third prince to win the sky and go on the expedition was Xiangguo Ganlong.

The rest were all humiliated by the third prince Yingtian when he was arguing just now.

Therefore, no one got up to see him off.

The third son won the sky without feeling embarrassed, and was in a good mood.

Under the escort of Xiangguo Ganlong.

Officially withdrew from the Chengming Temple.

At this moment, the black-edged black clouds dispersed, and the sky over the entire Yongcheng was cloudless.

When the morning sun shines in the sky, the third son is relieved to win the sky, bathed in the light of victory.

Finally, he turned back to Xiangguo Ganlong and saluted again.

Eighteen steps back, riding his fierce horse towards the gate of the back house.

As soon as the third prince won the sky and left, Xiangguo Ganlong's kind expression became uncertain and obscure.

"Win the day!

This is our last farewell!

Never to see each other again in this life! ”

Xiangguo Ganlong turned around violently and laughed excitedly at all the courtiers, Shizi Yingdang, Taiwei Ran, and the fourth prince Yingji who were angry with him.

"Hahahaha!"

The entire Chengming Hall reverberated with the smile of Xiangguo Ganlong's smug, insidious conspiracy, and success.

"Scatter!"

After the third prince Yingtian rode a fierce horse out of the Chengming Palace.

On the way to the gate of the Hou Mansion, I glanced up at the clear sky.

Bathing in holy light, the wind is smooth.

The third son won the sky and was refreshed and in a good mood.

This time, he was only on his own to outmaneuver everyone who wanted to kill him.

It's like walking through a ghost gate.

It's not easy and sad in this.

Only the third son wins the sky himself.

When you feel that you are still alive.

The third prince almost cried out in excitement.

"Three sons! Did you come out alive? ”

Hou San who stood near the gate of the Hou Mansion and waited.

has been worried about the safety of the third son.

watched the third prince win the sky and come riding a horse in style.

I was very excited and felt that I had said the wrong thing.

Quickly changed his words:

"Third son, the little one will lead you to the horse and kick!"

Hou San galloped to the third prince Yingtian, and proudly led the horse to the gate of the back house.

When he went out of the gate again, the third son Yingtian deliberately glanced at the guard captain who was standing guard at the door.

As soon as the guard captain saw the third son who came out alive, he unconsciously touched the dozen slaps on his face that were slapped by Hou Sanfan.

He immediately lowered his head and did not dare to look directly.

The third son Yingtian is very satisfied.

At the moment of leaving the gate of the Hou Mansion, he patted Hou San's shoulder with satisfaction.

"Hou San, this son remembers you."

Hou San hurriedly knelt down and bowed:

"I, Hou San, can make the third prince remember.

It is a blessing that I have cultivated in my third and third lives.

Congratulations to the third son! ”

The third son, Yingtian, left leisurely in Hou San's hot eyes.

There are Hou San's excited and admiring eyes behind him.

There were more indescribable glances in front of him.

Some people looked surprised.

Some people's eyes were shocked.

Some people were surprised.

Some people were excited.

Meng Fu, Wang Jian and other generals who had been waiting five hundred meters near the gate of the Qin Hou Mansion.

Their eyes widened, and their faces were full of shock and trepidation.

"Brother Wang Qian, brother, I'm not mistaken, right?"

Meng Wei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the person was already a little sluggish.

Slowly turned his head to Wang Qian.

Rao is a famous general of Wang Qian's generation, and he has never seen any big scenes.

An iron-blooded tough guy crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Also dumbfounded, with a dull gaze.

All the generals rode on horseback like the walking dead.

If the horse is seated, bow its head from time to time.

I thought they were all wood for men and horses.

General Wang Jian did not rush to answer.

Instead, he rubbed his eyes vigorously.

shook his head suddenly, opened his eyes again, and said for a long time:

"Blindfolding...... Brother Dump.

You read that right......

It's the third son who wins the day! ”

A group of tough guys who beat iron watched the three sons who came in chic win the sky.

The inner shock can be seen.

It is as strong as Daliang Zhang Yi, rhino Gongsun Yan, Shang Jun and other fierce people.

faced Xiangguo Ganlong, Taiwei Wei Ran and other courtiers.

There is nothing to be done, so he can only retreat in anger.

The three sons won the sky and did the things that killed and died.

He was able to walk out unscathed.

It's also too ...... It's incredible.

The third son is in his early eighteenth year.

He was able to retreat from the court with a sword.

Meng Fu, Wang Jian and other fierce generals.

I thought my second child was stupid and his eyes were not good.

There must be hallucinations ahead.

Hallucination!

Purple Pen Literature