Although he was in captivity, Wanyan Zongwang didn't have much fear in his heart.

If Shen Du fought to the death with him on the battlefield, he might still be afraid of one or two.

But when these Yan people imprisoned him, he was calm, and even fearless.

He is the fourth prince of the Golden Horde, the eagle of the steppe, and the proudest son of his father.

Unless Yan is willing to go to war with the Golden Horde now.

The consequences of killing him are not something that a mere six-door catcher can bear.

He didn't know Shen Du's identity, but he could guess a thing or two.

If he was really born in the famous family of Dayan, how could he succumb to the six gates of Qingzhou.

Dayan and the Golden Horde, although different, are common in some places.

"Haha!"

Wanyan Zongwang slowly got up, straightened his robe, and looked at Shen Du sarcastically with arrogance on his face.

"Yanren!"

"Do you know Youzhou?"

"The order of the three cities of Youzhou to slaughter the city was given by this king."

"You Yan people once waged their tails and begged for mercy at the feet of this king, and the humble expressions of those people will never be forgotten by this king."

"Your women are the playthings of this king, and you Yan people are our pigs and sheep."

Wanyan Zongwang laughed loudly and looked at Shen Du triumphantly, with a hint of a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

What if you catch him?

And what can he do?!

Shen Du looked indifferent, took a cup of tea, took a sip, and said calmly: "Finished?" ”

Wanyan Zongwang was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly.

"You say all this just to provoke me."

"But that doesn't change the fact that you've been defeated by me."

Shen Du put down the teacup, got up slowly, and said calmly: "My talent is very average, and I haven't learned any powerful martial arts. ”

"In the entire Dayan, my strength is not even the top."

Shen Dubo's body leaned forward slightly, overlooking Wanyan Zongwang, and laughed softly:

"Even so, aren't you defeated by my men?"

"You, the so-called fourth prince of the Golden Horde, are nothing more than that."

"Or are you just a trivial little player in your Golden Horde?"

"You ......"

A burst of anger instantly appeared in Wanyan Zongwang's heart, and his gloomy eyes stared at Shen Du.

His expression was distorted by the sharp pain from the tearing of the wound.

Wanyan Zongwang opened his mouth several times, and he wanted to argue, but found that no matter how he argued, he fell behind.

Say he's an eagle on the steppe? Or is he, the fourth prince of the Khanate, just an insignificant small role?

Shen Du smiled softly and turned to leave.

Walking out of the room, looking at the rainy sky in the distance, he sighed, "It's a little unpleasant." ”

Suddenly turned around and returned to the room, looked at the stunned Wanyan Zongwang, and suddenly smashed out a punch.

Boom!

Bang bang!

……

After a while, Shen Du casually dropped the blood-stained handkerchief and walked out of the room.

"Give me a good look!"

"Yes!"

The crowd bowed down.

Shen Du shook his sleeves, and two red-tailed scorpions slipped out of them and landed on the roof.

If anyone wants to force their way into this place, even if they can force back the six doors outside, these two Gu worms are enough to surprise them.

The four princes of the Golden Horde are indeed noble, but what if they don't have this status?

……

After the army entered the city, the generals of the dragoon forbidden army settled in the palace.

There were 50,000 dragoons who came this time, and only the vanguard troops entered the city, and the other 30,000 troops were still on the way.

originally belonged to the seat of Qingzhou Thorn History, but now there is a middle-aged man in black armor.

And Qingzhou Thorn Shi Luowen Dao stood respectfully under the hall.

"Haven't you brought the fourth prince of the Northern Barbarians yet?"

The man sitting on the Taishi's chair casually flipped through the paperwork in his hand, seemingly speaking casually, but his whole body revealed a trace of majesty.

Luo Wendao's face was worried, and he hurriedly arched his hand and said, "It should be coming soon." ”

Although he is a state assassin, Qingzhou is only a central state, and his identity as a assassin is not much different from a county order in front of the right governor of the dragoon forbidden army.

When the words fell, a person hurriedly walked in outside the hall, first carefully glanced at Zhong Yueping, the right governor of the dragoon forbidden army in the hall, and then arched his hand and said, "My lord, over the six doors...... Refused. ”

Luo Wendao's face changed slightly.

Subconsciously looked up at Zhong Yueping above, secretly complaining.

This Shen Du is inevitably too uninteresting!

This kind of merit is not something that he can monopolize with just six doors.

Isn't it okay to make people good and everything is happy?

You have to pinch this hot potato in your hands!

Could it be that he really thought that he could get this credit safely?

Zhong Yueping put down the book in his hand, raised his head and landed on the person who came, and a deep voice slowly came out: "Feng Jinyuan refused?" ”

The person who came hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not Mr. Feng, it's ...... Shen Du. ”

"Oh?" Zhong Yue's indifferent eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and he said with interest: "Is that the one who captured Wanyan Zongwang?" ”

Luo Wendao nodded repeatedly.

"Yes."

"This is the man."

Zhong Yue got up slowly, and between the collision of armor, there was a faint strong evil aura, and he said lightly: "Is this because he is afraid that the governor of Pontus will rob him of his credit?" ”

Luo Wendao was silent.

Isn't this a matter of obvious?

"Huh!"

Zhong Yueping smiled in a low voice, his tiger-like pupils seemed to have a fierce light, and said calmly: "The governor of Pontus wants to see him." ”

Luo Wendao comprehended and arched his hand: "Xiaguan will do it." ”

"Hmm!" Zhong Yueping bowed slightly, and then walked out.

……

The turmoil in the city has stabilized since the arrival of the Dragoon Forbidden Army.

The Dragoon Forbidden Army undertook the defense of Qingzhou City.

Fangyun Pavilion,

This No. 1 building in Qingzhou is also extremely depressed due to the war.

In the whole building, there are almost no people to see, only the box of the Tianzi room is very lively.

Everyone in Fangyun Pavilion knows that there are several nobles from the capital in the building today.

In the room,

Several young men dressed in brocade clothes staggered and raised their glasses to drink.

"I didn't expect this small Qingzhou City to have a good place here."

At this moment, a young man in an inky costume raised his glass and chuckled, looking at the dancing girl below with a lazy gaze.

Starting from the capital, they have been traveling for days and days, and living in the barracks, they have already gone crazy.

As soon as I entered the city, I inquired about it and immediately came to Fangyun Pavilion.

With their status, the rules in the forbidden army are nothing more than decoration for them.

Because from beginning to end, they belong to the people who make the rules.

"I thought that when I came to Qingzhou City, I could fight happily with the Northern Barbarian army, but I didn't expect those barbarians to be so timid, and when they saw our army, they fled faster than rats."

"Haha!"

"Who's to say it isn't!"

"The so-called Northern Barbarian Army, it seems that it is nothing more than that."

"It's a pity that it's a splash of credit."

At this time, the Oiran who was sitting on the side laughed softly: "The Northern Barbarian army was able to retreat, thanks to Lord Shen, I heard that he captured the fourth prince of the Golden Horde, and the Northern Barbarians had to retreat at that time. ”

Those who can become an Oiran in Fangyun Pavilion will naturally not be a stupid vase.

From the conversations of several people, she also heard the general idea.

But the Northern Barbarian army retreated, it was their Qingzhou people who fought with their lives, why did it come to their mouths, but it became their credit?

Tens of thousands of people in Qingzhou City, soldiers, did they die in vain?

To put it mildly, what is denied is the results of the Qingzhou military and civilians in exchange for their lives.

Although she is a Qinglou woman, she is also a Qingzhou person.

The smiles on the faces of several people gradually disappeared, their faces were a little gloomy, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely depressing.

"Smack!"

The previous brocade-clothed man slapped the oiran unceremoniously, and his tone was indifferent: "Did you let you speak?" ”

Her face was slightly raised, and a bright red palm print appeared.

After this incident, several people's interest in drinking suddenly faded a little.

One of them smiled and proposed, "Would you like to meet this little catcher of the six doors?" ”

Several people glanced at each other, and the man in brocade smiled lightly: "Then call to see it!" ”

Go home today, in the car, didn't have time to yard much, on the shelf, although the results are dismal, the first order of 600, is rubbish, only half of the follow-up, but I will still work hard to update, and strive to ensure at least 8,000 to 10,000 updates every day in the future.

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