Seeing that Zhao Hou was knocked down, Cheng Xing didn't care about face, and hurriedly rushed to the middle of the two, Jiang Fengnian didn't want to take the other party's life, put away the bamboo pole and returned to the team.

Sima Kuan glanced at Zhao Hou, who was unconscious, drove his horse to the front of the formation, and said loudly:

"His Royal Highness King Wu, it's a draw now, it's better for you and me to fight in person, if the prince loses, withdraw from Sinan Mansion, if he loses, retreat three hundred miles, how about it?"

"That's what this king wants."

Wang Siheng waved his hand, and his subordinates presented a piece of armor, which was different from the expected new brilliance, this armor was dark red all over, and the surface was covered with knife marks, and the scales were missing in some places, revealing the jet-black cloth underneath.

King Wu unbuttoned his shirt in public, showing scars of different sizes, crawling centipedes, obviously not properly disposed of at that time.

The generals present seemed to be accustomed to it, quietly wearing armor for the other party, Wang Yijing, who had always regarded him as a lewd fat man, couldn't help but be a little moved, the old horseman's words were indeed not mixed at all, Wang Siheng was also a brave general when he was young.

Just as he was thinking about it, Deng Zhixiao's slightly embarrassed voice came from the side:

"Lord Wang, you put your stomach away, you can't stuff it in."

"How is it possible, it was fine before."

"When was that before?"

"It was only four or five years ago."

“……”

Deng Zhixiao was speechless for a while, and the feeling that Wang Yijing had just had disappeared.

Finally stuffed his stomach into the armor, and his subordinates brought a strong Dawan good horse, but fortunately, King Wu was still capable, and he simply turned over and got on the horse.

Taking a gold-patterned war knife, the man urged the horse to walk towards the center of the battlefield, and Sima Chengguang in the distance couldn't help but say when he saw this:

"Can he really fight like this?"

Jiang Fengnian, who was cold-faced from beginning to end, said:

"Putting aside the great rebellion, the ability of the king of Wu is only a handful in the entire dynasty, whether it is on the horse, under the horse or with the command of the troops, no one among the three armies can be unsurpassed.

The gold-patterned knife in his hand has a great origin, and it is a gift from the emperor, which can behead the king and kill the minister. ”

"Heh, according to what you say, isn't his rebellion justified?"

Jiang Fengnian looked at the young man deeply, and did not reply, but the deputy general next to him was frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly whispered:

"General Shenyan, didn't you say that today's son is a faint king?"

After being reminded, Sima Chengguang also realized the seriousness of the problem, and there was a secret guard who was known for collecting intelligence standing next to him, he wouldn't tell His Majesty this together, right?

The boy was shocked here, and the two of them had already started fighting.

Wang Siheng's body seems to be fat, but he is extremely flexible when he really moves. Since recovering from his back injury, he has insisted on exercising every day, and in a few months, he has changed from a fat man to a flexible fat man.

Sima Kuan holds an uncommon iron ge, because the horizontal blade is not easy to operate, it can't even be called a weapon, and it is mostly regarded as a ritual weapon on weekdays.

The Ge on Sima Kuan's hand has obviously been restructured, with three blades on it, and a spear head at the top, which has the functions of stabbing, chopping, and hooking at the same time.

He used this strangely shaped weapon very easily, and with the advantage of length, every time he swung, he was tired of dealing with it.

Seeing that he was defeated, the latter swung his long ge, widened the distance, wiped the sweat from his forehead, untied the spear from the side of the horse, and made a starting pose.

"Ding!"

The tip of the spear collided with Ge's blade, bursting out with sparks, which would have had no effect on the hard touch, but Chang Ge directly cut off the blade after the collision.

Sima Kuan withdrew his weapon in a slightly stunned light, looked at the inconspicuous dot on the fracture and said:

"The golden gun?"

"Recognize the goods."

King Wu grinned, took advantage of the victory to pursue, his left hand was the axis, and his right hand kept pumping the handle of the gun, and the other party passively parried, and there was a sound for a while.

Pieces of broken iron fell from mid-air, and after more than ten moves, there was only a bare wooden stick left in Sima Kuan's hand, and Wang Siheng put away the gun and stopped:

"How's it going, are you still fighting?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Sima Chengguang in the distance took the lead and couldn't help but say:

"Father, after taking down the thief in a while, can this treasure gun be given to the child?"

King Wu frowned and turned his head, the young man's expression was not flustered at all, but a hippie smile.

At this time, the screams of his own crowd suddenly came, and he was startled, and hurriedly turned around, and an arrow broke through the air and shot at him.

King Wu drew his knife to cut off the feather arrow, and remembered the sound of horses' hooves behind him, Sima Kuan dragged a wooden stick and rushed over, shouting:

"Lord Wang, dare to look left and right when you fight with me, but it's too much to look at?"

"Sima Kuan, how dare you cheat?"

Wang Siheng had already guessed the whole story, and opened the offensive with one shot, his eyes wide with anger.

Sima Kuan sneered:

"Just allow you King Wu to plot against Ji Hong, and don't allow Your Majesty to return an eye for an eye?"

With that, he picked up the stick again and smashed it at the other party.

……

The camp of the King of Wu has been completely messed up, and some soldiers have not understood what is going on, and they have been stabbed through the body from behind by the robes who were born and died together.

Deng Zhixiao tied a strip of red cloth on his right arm and raised a bright steel knife:

"Brothers, join me in killing traitors and plotting rebellion."

"Kill the traitor, punish the rebellion!"

The crowd responded, and the originally iron-solid formation collapsed in an instant, and many soldiers tied up the red cloth prepared first, and waved their swords at their comrades-in-arms who were usually like brothers.

"Deng Zhixiao, you actually betrayed the prince!?" Cheng Xing looked at the man his age with surprise on his face.

The other party looked indifferent and said in a deep voice:

"My family is in the capital, and I really can't do this headless business."

"Okay, okay, count me blind." Cheng Xing slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist.

"Mr. Cheng, Deng Zhixiao is Wang's subordinate, and it should be handled by me." Wang Yijing came to the side, and the long sword was unsheathed.

Cheng Xing glanced at the young man, thought for a moment, nodded and put down his weapon.

Wang Yijing stepped forward, picked up his sword, and was about to stab at the other party, but there was a sudden chill behind him, he was startled, and hurriedly turned his body sideways.

There was a crisp sound of the "bell", and the expected scene of being pierced in the back did not happen, and he turned around, and the dead soldier Zheng Yu was standing behind him, blocking the blade of the sneak attack for himself.

Wang Yijing looked at Cheng Xing with a shocked face, "Even you?" ”

The latter did not reply, and there was sarcasm in his eyes.

A silver spear silently poked out of the crowd and penetrated directly into the belly of the unsuspecting young man.

Wang Yijing staggered back, blood dripping from his abdomen to the ground, and Zhao Hou, who was supposed to be unconscious, shook off the blood on the gun, and slowly stood with Cheng Xing.

Deng Zhixiao walked towards the injured young man with a knife, and his face was no longer as innocent as usual.

"Brother Wang, I'm sorry, you're the biggest threat."

……

In the rear of the military formation, there was also chaos among the soldiers.

Some people swore that the person next to him was a traitor, regardless of killing the other party, and then turned around, tied a red cloth strip on his arm, and began to exterminate the thief in the bright light.

This method of confusing the public spread throughout the camp of the king of Wu, and the soldiers were all in danger and distrustful of each other.

Sima Chengguang led the counterinsurgency army to rush into the enemy formation, slashing and slashing, and the entire battlefield was filled with screams and blood for a while.

At the head of Sinan Mansion, a thin figure saw this scene and sighed.

"I told him a long time ago that people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and after so many years, those old departments may not be the same as he remembers."

As he spoke, a general rushed to the city wall in a panic, knelt down and said:

"Princess, now that there is chaos in the city, you should hurry up and leave with the general."

The woman turned her head and said flatly:

"If you use this trick against me, you can't help but look down on people too much, right?"

As soon as the words fell, a crossbow arrow pierced the general's head, and four women in black appeared at the head of the city, protecting Liu Hibiscus in the center.

The woman moved lightly, stepped over the corpse, and said without shock:

"Let's go, come with me to save the prince."

…… (End of chapter)