The sound of fighting is still tearing the sky.

The screams, shouts and the whirlpools formed by the fight between the same tribes spread across the hills, and the melee of nearly two hundred people was like a boiling battlefield.

At this time, the viscous red color slowly flowed on the soil. Gu Mi's eyebrows were filled with an indescribable gloomy aura, "The Six Gates General Captain, Gu Mi. He was ordered to capture the spy of the Jin Kingdom's Lion Camel."

A little past place, the burly and sturdy man held the boring bar tightly: "...I have been monitored all the time...How could it be...I am walking in the foothills..."

On the other hand, Wanyan Zongwang frowned and fell silent. On the one hand, new confusion was arising and he had not yet understood it. The mountain lion camel shouted loudly: "retreat" and rushed towards the hills into the melee crowd, trying to get rid of the pursuit of sight.

The burly figure nearby rushed towards him, his thick arms waved, and the shadow expanded, and a serrated knife cut horizontally.

"I want to run...no way!!"

The Tu Baisui, who was also very powerful, rushed over and waved his sword in a few strokes. He went down the mountain in a panic and raised a gilded boring frame.

A close handover!

可以可

….发发发发发… The sound of a slashing like a blacksmith shop hitting a forged iron, sparks burst out, and on the hill, the mountain lion camel held the boring bar tightly with both hands and kept retreating. The muscles of his arms were trembling under each impact. The extremely ripped pain came from the tiger's mouth, and later, blood was oozing.

After all, his feet were not flat. He staggered back and came back again. With all his strength, the mountain lion camel's body flew up and fell heavily to the ground.

"Haha...haha..." He held the weapon and gasped violently on the ground, trying to get up, but a gloomy face came over to block his sight.

The fist wrapped in iron was raised high.

Then... it hit the mountain lion camel's face with a bang, and its head tilted back and hit the soil with a bang.

Raise your fist again.

After a moment, it hit again.

The bridge of the nose on the face collapsed and plasma poured out from it.

Release again.

Fall again.

Boom boom boom boom boom

The fist shadow kept striking hard, and the body, which was originally struggling, finally stopped moving at some point. Most of the whole picture had been sunk into the head, and white liquid overflowed from the ears.

When Gu Mi stood up, the battle continued in her sight. Six doors, Jinyiwei, and Fanzi's figures came from all directions, surrounding the fighting figures.

In such dusk, the crow stood on the branches and looked here, occasionally shouting "ah". Then, the figure walked around and came to Wanyan Zongwang, who was closely guarded by several Jurchen guards, and bowed: "Marson Wanyan... The future is dangerous, and you are afraid you can't go back."

Wanyan Zongwang only realized this time. He looked at the Jurchens who were killing each other, looked at the unrecognizable corpse on the ground, raised his head and took a deep breath.

Sigh out.

"...Yes... I can't go back anymore, the despicable one is like Bai Ning... I am really obsessed with it..." He held the steel knife in his hand and turned it up and suddenly shouted: "A real wolf... even if he can't gallop freely... he will never be kept in a house. Be a pitiful dog."

The blade touched the neck.

"The second prince doesn't want it"

"marshal!!"

Nearby, several Jurchen guards rushed over and wanted to pull out their slashing arms. Finally, a guard bumped into them. The steel knife took off his hand and staggered.

Zong Wang wanted to reach out to pick up the knife, but his arm was taken away. Gu Mi looked at him with gloomy eyes, and used force in his hand and fingers to crush his wrist armor.

Click

The moment the bones cracked, several Jurchen guards slashed at him, all like tattered puppets being knocked away one by one. Then a series of sounds of broken bones ended with Zong Wang's screams.

Far from a distance, the Dongchang arranged people to gather around and drown these Jurchens fighting in the blade on this land that was full of blood.

The crow on the tree finally couldn't help but flap its wings and flew down, pecking at a piece of flesh and blood on the ground. In a blink of an eye, the second...the third...the black crow began a feast around a corpse.

...The sky is bright red, like blood stained.

In the second year of Chuping, summer.

The second prince of the Jin Dynasty and deputy marshal of the Eastern Route Army, Wanyan Zongwang, saw the country's silence, lowered his figure and sought the way to revive the country from the Wu Dynasty, but was afraid of the prince Wanyan Zonggan. In July of the same year, he sent his confidant guard leader Shan Shitu to assassinate the Wu Dynasty in the territory of the Wu Dynasty, and blamed the Wu Dynasty. Fortunately, the plan was discovered by the Six Gates of the East Factory and rescued Wanyan Zongwang back to Bianliang in time.

On July 26, Wanyan Zongwang posted a correct article, denounced his crimes, and decided to temporarily live in the Wu Dynasty to form an exiled court, and refused to recognize Wanyan Zonggan.

Soon after, the news spread all over the world.

....

The day and night are changing, and August has entered, and the weather has turned slightly cooler.

Bianliang City, Baifu.

The sunlight fell through the gaps between the leaves, Bai Ning sat in the study, slowly reading the books, "...How many people would believe such content?"

"No one believes it... I will never... I will never be so stupid as to me."

A hoarse and weak voice came from a recliner in the corner. He raised his head with bandages on his hands and feet. The face reflected was Wanyan Zongwang. At this time, he was already a disabled person. Even if he recovered from his injuries in the future, he would not hold his hands and could not walk a hundred steps.

"Yes." Bai Ning put down the book, took a sip of tea, and when he looked over, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But none of these matters. You are the marshal of the Jin Kingdom, and there are hundreds of battles. There are countless soldiers in the army who advocate you. As long as there is a part of your letter, it's enough. After all, they are not too smart. With a banner like you in the Wu Dynasty, how much combat power will they have in the future when the Wujin War is fighting? Or will they turn against each other?"

"mean"

"Shameless"

When Wanyan Zongwang heard Bai Ning say such words and such layout, he bit his lips and cursed, but the other party seemed not to care about his rude words.

There was a knock outside the door.

Bai Ning got up, gently pushed open the door and walked out.

The door was closed, and only the unmovable figures were left in the quiet study.

"Bai Ning!! Kill me"

"Kill me!!"

The tall and mighty man was sobbing with a choked voice, and then he started to cry.

***************

Bai Ning, who was walking in the corridor, left with great strides, Xiao Chenzi followed quickly, "… Gongsun Sheng has been arrested, but he just didn't say a word. I have sent someone to the palace to inform Doctor An to come and persuade him."

"Don't speak?"

Bai Ning moved suddenly, looked at the bright light shining outside, and walked towards the living room.
Chapter completed!