"What? you say it again......"

At the front of the army, the general on a tall horse roared at a panting soldier below with a look of disbelief and anger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Will... General, back...... The back is really ...... It's really a fight....... Those recruits....... The recruits rioted......."

The soldier gasped and spoke again in fear......

The general sitting on the horse froze for a moment, and his face showed panic.

"Will.... General, should we send troops to suppress .........?"

At this time, the soldier below couldn't help but ask cautiously.

The soldier's voice suddenly woke up the general who was in a panic, and he suddenly shouted: "Yes, yes, suppress, suppress those rebels to Lao Tzu and go back...... After saying that, the general waved his hand and began to restrain the ranks and continue to advance, gathered his old subordinates, and followed the soldier towards the place of the riot he said......

But before he could go far, he stayed where he was, and in the distance there was no longer a neat procession, but a battlefield, a real battlefield, where countless soldiers were fighting on the corpse-strewn roads, and people were dying every moment......

"It's... This ......" At this moment, the soldier who led the way in front was also a little stunned, he still remembered that the place where the riot had taken place when he left was still far away, but how could it suddenly spread here? He looked up again, and saw that the battlefield was endless as far as the eye could see.......

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"What's going on, why is it so noisy outside?"

At this moment, a majestic voice came out of the golden tent on a three-horse carriage......

"Huh... Report to His Royal Highness the Five Kings, no...... Oh no, there's a riot ahead......."

Just as Zhao Zhen asked, a person dressed as a general got into the golden tent with a panicked face.......

The general's words made Zhao Zhen, who was holding the military book at this time, look stunned, and then asked, "What did you say?"

"Your Highness, riots, those recruits have rebelled, and now... Now it's a mess in front of you......." The general said in horror, this is a general transferred from the Beijing garrison, when has he seen such a scene, he is so frightened that he can't even speak clearly......

Zhao Zhen's expression suddenly became sluggish, remembering what Zhao Ming had said to him before, his hand couldn't help shaking, and the military book in his hand also fell on the table with a "click......

"Right...... Suppression, quickly lead troops to suppress, and we can't let the gaffe continue to develop......."

Zhao Zhen was quite calm, and immediately made a decision after the first panic, but when his words fell, the general did not go out to execute the ......

"Fifth Highness, it's useless...... It's all fighting, a lot of people have died, whether it's transferred from the south or the veterans of our garrison have already fallen in, those recruits don't know whether they are dead or alive at all like crazy, and now both sides are killing red eyes, Fifth Highness, let's go quickly......"

The general's words dashed Zhao Zhen's last glimmer of hope, and he fell on the back of his chair as if he had lost all his strength all at once......

Suddenly he remembered something.....

"By the way, what about Ke Wanteng? Didn't he let him take charge of this matter? How did he get it? Didn't he pat his chest and promise before? Let him give this king a reasonable explanation....... Speaking of this, Zhao Zhen directly slapped the desk in front of him, and the table that could withstand the full strength of the innate powerhouse flew out directly......

Zhao Zhen's move frightened the general's head and legs, but fortunately, he was still restrained, and sat on the ground without being frightened, and only after a while did he slowly speak: "Ke...... The Kejiang soldiers were not seen when the riot broke out, and they didn't know where they went. General Xu has already gone to suppress it, but ...... But I still don't know what his situation is......"

Hearing the general's reply, Zhao Zhen's face couldn't help but become even more gloomy, although he was a congenital powerhouse, but he was helpless when the army of hundreds of thousands of people rioted all of a sudden, even if he killed these people, no, even if it was 200,000 pigs, he would have to kill them for a long time, not to mention so many people?

After a while, the general standing at the door said cautiously: "Your Highness the Five Kings, we... Let's get out first........"

As soon as the general's words fell, Zhao Zhen's eyes shot over, and the cold light in his eyes made the general's head shrink again, and his head was full of sweat.

Zhao Zhen glanced coldly at this guy who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and his thoughts were indeed flying in his heart, in fact, it really didn't matter to him whether he withdrew or not, even if those recruits rioted, it was impossible for them to hurt such a strong man in the middle of the congenital stage, but those people below would probably be affected by the war in front if they continued to drag on.......

"Does the eighth brother know at this time?"

Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't blame him, the general couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "The little one has already been informed, presumably the eight kings should already know the situation at this moment.......

Zhao Zhen nodded when he heard his words, and suddenly he remembered the vain master who had never made his own plans, and remembered what Zhao Ming had said to him before, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Zhen finally spoke: "You go and organize the retreat of all the people who have not been affected, and retreat ten miles ......" After speaking, without waiting for the general to agree, he got up and stepped out of the tent and ran in the direction of Zhao Ming's carriage......

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"Master, this... What should I do? It's all messed up outside......"

At this time, on Zhao Ming's carriage, the Eighth King Zhao Ling was looking at Zhao Ming who was sitting there cross-legged with a panicked expression, clapping his fists as he spoke, his face was full of anxiety......

Zhao Ming glanced at this guy and couldn't help but shake his head, and suddenly Zhao Ming felt something, and turned his head to look in the direction of the Golden Tent in the distance.......