Ashoka immediately realized something was wrong and hurriedly got up and was about to end the game. Unexpectedly, the sword in Qingliu's hand suddenly crossed and directly chopped down Abakslu's head.

Everyone in the Mauryan Dynasty widened their eyes. The first warrior they were proud of actually died like this, and he died at the hands of a woman.

"You woman is so hateful. She actually killed my best brother. If you don't tear you to death today, I can't thank the hatred in my heart."

He shouted loudly, and a middle-aged man who seemed to be quite aware of this jumped out from the side, holding a fork in his hand.

His muscles were not as hard as Abaksru, but his speed was very fast. The moment he jumped out just now, it caused a gust of cold wind.

Qinglan's emotions fluctuated at all. She slowly took a step back, then raised her sword and made a duel.

The man didn't care about that much, and his body flashed and rushed forward, but when he approached, an extremely powerful sword energy suddenly swept out from Qinglan and slashed directly on his shoulder.

This move was caught off guard, and no one could react. The next moment, Qinglan arrived in front of her and made a cross-stance, cutting off her head.

The Mauryan Dynasty lost two people in a row, and everyone was frightened. Ashoka even stood up and stopped the guards who wanted to continue to move forward.

"I didn't expect that the maids under King Zhao were so powerful. My Mauryan Dynasty was willing to take the lead. I will be the king of this country. However, when the founding of the country, my Mauryan Dynasty had to send half of the troops to this country."

Zhao Rui's face was gloomy and he slapped the table hard.

"Give you a pole, you really climbed up! I will put my words here. If you want to build a country here, you have to ask me if the army of Da Shang agrees!"

King Ashoka was startled, and the aura that was tyrannical in power that was tyrannical on his body was not something that anyone could withstand!

Just when he was in a daze, Zhao Rui pulled out his long sword and placed it on the map, surrounding most of the territory of the Mauryan Dynasty.

"Since you have lost two sets of times, you have to ced the city to me by the rules. Now this land is ours. You can transfer all the land within ten days, otherwise you will destroy your Mauryan Dynasty."

After saying this, Zhao Rui took his men and left straight away.

In fact, his words were entirely to anger Ashoka and make him launch a large-scale attack barrier.

Only when a war breaks out can those barriers be regarded as frontlines on the battlefield, and can mobilize a large amount of resources and population, and then realize his initial strategic plan.

By the time Ashoka reacted, Zhao Rui had already walked away, and the anger in his heart that had been depressed for a long time suddenly burst out.

I originally wanted to use this banquet to give Zhao Rui a good example, and then find a way to incorporate all barriers and surrounding territory into the command of the Mauryan Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, his wishful thinking was not reached, but he also lost two generals.

"Transfer the order, the vanguard army immediately launches an attack, and any one who will be the first to attack the barrier will be rewarded with a thousand gold medals!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone present was excited. After the Mauryan Dynasty moved to the households, they were already real nobles. With this identity, they could get more wealth and titles in the future.
Chapter completed!