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Chapter Nine Hundred and Ninety Eight

Chunyuan's soldiers were greatly frightened, but seeing Chunyuan's righteousness, they were heartened. Except for a few who dodge their eyes and took the opportunity to run away.

Most of the soldiers followed Chunyuan and faced difficulties.

"Go to death with the prince."

One of the soldiers shouted.

"Okay. Let the Han people see the bloody nature of our Meng Yuan." Chunyuan was very moved and shouted.

"Kill!!!!!!!!!" This small army rushed straight towards him. It immediately attracted Wu Nian's attention. Besides, the banner with the word "gold" was too eye-catching.

It's hard not to notice.

"Lead 100,000 people to fight a decisive battle with only a few people. If you lose, you will die. Chunyuan. Although you are from Meng Yuan, you are still brave." Wu Nian's eyes showed admiration, and then turned into a strong murderous intention.

This is better.

The chief culprit.

Behead.

The head was sent to various prefectures and counties in Liaodong for display.

snort.

"Kill!!!!!" Wu Nian galloped forward on his horse at an extremely fast speed.

"Catch up with the king." The guards in the palace shouted, galloping forward on their horses, catching up with Wu Nian.

Soon, Wu Nian and Chunyuan met.

There was a pause. Wu Nian and Chunyuan both raised their heads and looked at each other. One of them was in his prime, brave and invincible.

One man is old and has gray hair.

"kill!!!!"

The two of them roared at the same time, and almost simultaneously thrust out the swords in their hands, aiming at the other's neck.

Between lightning and stone.

Wu Nian's horse spear first stabbed Chunyuan in the neck. After suffering a heavy blow, the horse spear in Chunyuan's hand became crooked. It missed Wu Nian's neck and missed the target.

Wu Nian's expression remained as usual. Then he withdrew his horse and looked up at Chunyuan.

Chunyuan was stabbed in the neck, but he did not reach out to cover it. He just reluctantly raised his head and looked at Wu Nian. His mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

There was a look of regret on his face, and then his body shook a few times and fell to the ground.

"Pfft". An imperial guard passed over Wu Nian, pulled out the steel knife from his waist, cut off Chunyuan's head, returned to Wu Nian's side, presented his head to Wu Nian and said: "Your Majesty."

"Keep it. After the war, tell it to the ten prefectures of Han Dynasty." Wu Nian said.

"Yes." The Ouchi guard responded loudly, happily finding a rope and tying Chunyuan's head around his waist.

This is the acting prince's head. I am responsible for cutting it off, and I am proud of it.

The imperial guards around him were careless and could not help but show envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Don't relax. The war is not over yet. Ten thousand generals from the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty are still in the military formation. We must catch them all and kill them!!!!"

After killing Chun Yuan, Wu Nian's heart was not at peace.

The enemy coach, who has been facing off for more than ten years, is now personally killed by himself.

happy.

But he quickly adjusted his mood, roared loudly, and once again used his horse to gallop towards the front. Chunyuan's personal soldiers saw Chunyuan die in battle.

Instead of retreating, he advanced forward, shouting and yelling, as if he were a martyred man. Moths fluttered toward Wu Nian.

"Kill!!!!" Wu Nian held a horse-shaped spear that was eight feet long, and with the cooperation of Ouchi's bodyguards and the Huotou Army, he slaughtered all these Chunyuan soldiers.

At this time, Wu Nian looked up and found that the Mongolian soldiers who were facing him were no longer there.

Ran away.

All ran away.

Wu Nian narrowed his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.

"Your Majesty." At this moment, Wang Gui rode his horse and came in front of Wu Nian. He bowed and glanced at Huotou Jun, feeling very emotional in his heart.

I didn't expect that the cook could also come in handy. It's amazing.

"He came at the right time. He commanded the army and drove the defeated Chunyuan Army towards Hou Wancheng. Jin Xuanyun's army destroyed everything and buried all the Mongolian Yuan troops."

Wu Nian said to Wang Gui, then raised his horse and shouted: "The cavalry follow me. Chase the defeated Meng Yuan army. Kill!!!"

"yes."

Wang Gui and the cavalrymen in the palace guards responded loudly. Then they immediately followed Wu Nian's instructions and began to mobilize their troops and generals.

Some of Chunyuan's defeated troops ran north, and some ran west.

Those who run north are brainless, those who run west are planning to return to the base camp.

They run very fast.

But the Huotou Army ran faster. They had sufficient physical strength and no armor. Under Wang Gui's command, the cooks howled.

Like a shepherd dog shepherding sheep, it drove the defeated Mongolian army to the north.

"People from Meng Yuan, you never imagined that you would be here today, right? Back then, you were like tigers rushing into a flock of sheep, slaughtering all the generals in Liaodong. Now things have changed. Hahaha."

"Brother, how many have you cut?"

"Three. What about you?"

"Only two."

"Hahaha."

The fire-headed soldiers couldn't hold back their excitement, and they either yelled or asked each other about the results of the battle. Those who killed more were proud of themselves, while those who killed less held their breath and wanted to kill more.

Like a wolf or a tiger.

"Kill!!!!!!!" Wu Nian led hundreds of cavalry in pursuit, not allowing Qianhu of the Chunyuan Army any chance to breathe.

Jin Xuanyun and Hou Wancheng were leading their troops to attack Long Qie's army.

Long Qi's army was supported by Wei Ru and other troops, but under the charge of two ten thousand households, it was still in danger and surrounded by dangers.

But at the same time, they were holding their breath.

The king of Han entered the battle.

Our king has entered the battle. Soon, the war will take a turn for the better.

The winner must be us.

Han army.

Full of expectations, they are waiting for the overlord to appear.

on the contrary.

Jin Xuanyun and Hou Wancheng were getting more and more anxious. They wanted to overwhelm Long Qie's army immediately, and then free up their hands to deal with the new Wu Nian.

Just then.

The mountain collapsed.

"Brothers, Chunyuan has been beheaded by the king. Meng Yuan's defeat has been determined. Charge."

"Brothers, Your Majesty has ordered that all the Meng Yuan troops be trapped and killed!!!!!"

The Han soldiers roared and reported the situation to Long Qiejun's brothers.

We will definitely win.

"Run quickly. The prince has been killed. The prince has been killed. We have no chance of winning."

"Run quickly. Don't be captured. The Han army will not leave anyone alive."

The defeated Meng Yuan army also roared.

Jin Xuanyun and Hou Wancheng were both proficient in Chinese and Mongolian, and they were stunned.

The king of Dai was beheaded by the formation?

A chill swept through their bodies.

It is self-evident what this means when the coach is killed.

In this decisive battle, we used all our cards, but we still lost. It’s true that the master of the art is the master of the devil.

Wu Nian can't calculate anything.

But they soon regained their spirits.

Under the banner with the word "gold", Jin Xuanyun shouted loudly: "Nonsense. The prince is so brave and good at fighting, how could he be killed?"

"This is a conspiracy of the Han army."

Immediately, he abandoned Long Qie's soldiers, led his troops and horses, and faced the difficulties. He shouted to the messenger: "Go and notify General Hou Wancheng and ask him to stop Long Qie."

"I will fight against Wu Nian."

"Yes." The messenger looked at his own households, and his shattered souls regrouped, he responded loudly, and hurriedly rode to find Hou Wancheng.
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