It was night, the lights of thousands of homes in Nandian City, and three figures stood at the head of the city, looking at the quiet scenery in front of them, with different thoughts.

Wang Siheng looked into the distance, which was the direction of the capital, and Guan Changsheng looked outside the city, not knowing what he was thinking.

While drinking, Wang Yijing scanned the past from house to house, and finally sighed:

"The world rises and falls, and the people are suffering."

Guan Changsheng turned his head with a little surprise, subconsciously glanced at King Wu, and was relieved when he found that the other party looked the same as usual.

Wang Siheng smiled and said:

"General Wang, this king finally knows why you were hunted down."

"Because of this worthless mouth? Definitely! For the sake of the king, there are thousands of reasons for killing, and for the benevolence of the king, even if he is disobedient by others, he will also self-examine his actions. ”

"Is there really such a monarch in the world?"

"Yes, it depends on whether the prince is willing to do it."

Wang Yijing was lying on the city wall and drinking, and King Wu looked at the city with a thoughtful face.

He was born to stand on a high place, reaching out to pick up the stars, can he really care about the lights going on and off below?

Wang Yijing was drunk, looking around aimlessly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow out of the corner of his eye.

He perked up, flashed in front of the black king, the long sword was unsheathed, and a crisp sound came out, and a strangely shaped hidden weapon was bounced away.

As Wang Yijing drew his sword, four figures appeared beside King Wu, who were the dead soldiers he had trained, and a middle-aged man dressed in simple clothes walked slowly in front of him.

"Take the prince away, I'll deal with it here."

Wang Yijing commanded in a deep voice, and his body rushed up.

In the past, he would definitely not be a hero, and bullying more and less was the king, but now there is only one assassin, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no ambushes elsewhere, and the more guards around King Wu, the better.

The other party's target is Wang Siheng, so that he will not fight to the end with himself, and he expects to retreat honestly after a few moves.

Although the idea is good, you can find that something is wrong when you move your hands, and the assassin is holding two bright and short swords and leaves no room for moves, even if he is injured, he has to find a way to rub him.

Looking at the blue blade in the black, which must have been quenched with poison, and from time to time it also shoots out hidden weapons, Wang Yijing quickly guessed the identity of the assassin.

"You're from the Tang Sect?"

"It is worthy of the person named by His Majesty to kill, and he is really smart."

The assassin no longer hid, revealing the crossbow hidden in his sleeve, and Wang Yijing only felt a chill in his knees when he saw the sharp crossbow arrows with edges and hooks.

The man codenamed Yinhu saw his thoughts, raised his arm and said:

"Your footwork just now should be the heir of the iron-legged water drifter, right?"

"You crippled him?"

"Yes, it's just a pity that you weren't so lucky."

The middle-aged man suddenly opened his arms, and hundreds of slender silver needles shot out from his chest, Wang Yijing's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he raised his sword and swung it quickly in front of him.

The sword light was like a full moon, protecting the body impenetrable, and the assassin saw the emptiness of the young man's lower plate, and his arm was quickly raised, shooting two crossbow arrows in succession.

There was a sound of "stabbing", and the crossbow arrow flew past Wang Yijing's knees, bringing a spark.

The assassin was stunned for a moment, and a thin sword silently thrust through his back, piercing his heart.

The middle-aged man fell down, his voice muffled, not even able to stir up ripples in the silent night.

The woman shook off the blood beads on the sword with an expressionless face, and returned the sword to its sheath.

Wang Yijing stepped forward, looked at the gradually cool corpse, shook his head and said:

"Grandpa often said that stupid people die from talking too much, and this is true."

After speaking, he looked up at the dead man named Zheng Yu and said with a smile:

"It's revenge for your father."

The woman nodded, her voice cold:

"You, are you alright?"

The young man patted his knees, bangbang, two smears of silver beneath the scuffed trousers.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, when Lao Zheng said that he was hit by an arrow in his knee, my heart has never collapsed, and I specially asked a blacksmith to create a sub-steel knee pad, but I didn't expect to use it so soon."

"The Assassins are coming at you?"

"It should be sent by Wang Zhaoqi's careful eye, don't tell King Wu about this, let him owe me a personal favor."

Wang Yijing smiled slyly, the woman nodded, and her figure disappeared into the night.

……

As soon as Zheng Yu left, a team of soldiers hurriedly rushed to the city, led by Deng Zhixiao.

"General Wang, are you alright?"

"Let Deng Qianhu down, Wang's means are slightly better."

"Brother Wang, where do you say, you have meritorious service in defending the prince, I can't admire it."

Wang Yijing looked at the other party suspiciously when he heard this, his expression was indeed not like a lie, but he didn't deal with him in the morning, and he changed his sex in the evening?

At this time, the king of Wu returned to the city under the escort of the armor, and walked forward quickly:

"Wang Xiashi, are you okay?"

"Lord Xie cares, his subordinates are fine, but it's a pity that he can't stay alive."

"It doesn't matter, I know this person, he is the secret guard next to the emperor, codenamed Yinhu. I didn't expect His Majesty to be so distracted from his uncle and nephew, and he actually sent someone to assassinate the king. ”

Wang Siheng's face was a little gloomy.

Wang Yijing pursed his lips, his face was as usual, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart: You have rebelled, and you still blame people for not being emotional?

The king of Wu didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he was still immersed in the aftermath of being assassinated, and after a while, he waved away the soldiers around him, leaving only a few generals, and turned around and said:

"Tonight, General Wang's escort is meritorious, plus the heroic siege of the city during the day, only one thousand households is indeed condescending, this king hereby promotes you to a captain, commanding three thousand soldiers and horses, you can choose three thousand households to send."

Wang Yijing was very upright, and knelt down on one knee directly and said:

"Minister, thank you, Lord Longen."

"General Wang, you can't talk nonsense." King Wu hurriedly waved his hand.

"The prince is eloquent and discerning, isn't it a matter of time or time?"

Wang Yijing continued to pat his ass and praised himself together.

King Wu didn't agree verbally, but the smile between his eyebrows couldn't be hidden, and the rest of the people also had different expressions when they saw this, although they had some contempt for the young man's sycophancy in their hearts, but they still admired his ability from the bottom of their hearts.

Guan Changsheng looked at Wang Yijing with a short beard that had just been raised, as if he was smiling, the other party had both the straightforwardness of a martial artist and the sleek old fritter of officialdom, and from time to time he could pop out a few words of cynicism of a literati.

If the prince can really succeed, this young man will definitely enter the new dynasty, and even be crowned a king and a marquis.

……

Early the next morning, Wang Yijing got up after the first rooster crow, and the already bright armor on his body was replaced by the more majestic Mingguang armor, and he stood a little dazzling in the sun.

The general commanded the troops and strived to be brave, at the beginning, his 1,000 people were given to him by others, his combat strength was mediocre, and there was no loyalty at all, and it was useless to attack the city yesterday.

Today's situation is different, he came with a military order, and more than 10,000 soldiers were at his disposal, that is, the old department of King Wu, and he had to let people go if he wanted.

"Brother Deng, don't say that your brother doesn't take care of you, how about bringing your 1,000 soldiers and horses to me?"

Taking advantage of Deng Zhixiao's good impression of himself, Wang Yijing made an invitation, and the situation was the same as he expected, and the other party readily agreed, without the slightest reluctance to be subservient.

"There are still a thousand people left..."

Wang Yijing turned his head to look at Cheng Xing's team, a smile on his face.

"Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry."

…… (End of chapter)