Dark green blood spattered out and covered both of their bodies and faces, and after being smoked by the smoke, they looked like two sculptures covered in black mud.

But these two people actually blocked the exit here with the corpse of the poisonous man.

Behind the two men, anyone who wanted to step forward to replace them or help them was stopped by the two men and was not allowed to come forward.

For a while, the remaining dozens of people had nothing else to do except collecting all the broken swords and guns scattered on the city tower and throwing them at the exit of the garrison station to create a greater obstacle for the poisoner's escape.

Only those who had been stained with insect blood or bitten by the bug stick before knew that there was nothing left to live for, so they turned around and killed the poisonous people on Shang Ming's side.

Shang Ming also learned from these people the source of the thick smoke under the city tower. He became even more ruthless and led the remaining people to kill the garrison station directly. He used poisonous people and the corpses of his own people to kill the rest.

The poisonous people were blocked in the garrison.

This battle didn't take long.

Although the poisonous people are full of poison, they are still human beings. The fire failed to turn them into ashes, but the thick smoke took away their living space.

The poisonous people, whose way out was blocked, all died in the garrison due to suffocation under the thick smoke all day and night.

Before the battle ended, Harry Hun, who fled back to the city from the tower, led his men back to the Marshal's Mansion in a rage!

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhemao was already waiting at the door of the Marshal's Mansion.

"Chop suey!"

When Harry saw Wen Zhemao, he immediately showed his murderous intent and rushed forward with a roar, "How dare you betray us! Put the poisonous man on the tower!"

"Fire the arrow!"

Wen Zhemao didn't even wait for Harry Hun to arrive. As soon as he saw Harry Hun and others entering the shooting range, he immediately ordered the archers to release arrows.

A hail of arrows flew towards him. Harry was startled and quickly raised his shield to block.

A hail of arrows flew past, and many people behind Harry fell down.

Harry looked at the soldiers who fired arrows at him in disbelief.

These are the brothers who have been with him through life and death, and now they are killing him because of Wen Zhemao, a bastard?

Harry was furious: "You bastard!"

The second round of arrows fell, and Harry raised his shield to resist the arrows and rushed forward.

"Son of a bitch! I'll chop you up!"

Harry Hun rushed into the team, everyone gave way, and Wen Zhemao was immediately exposed.

However, when Harihun rushed into the archer formation, withdrew his shield, and raised his scimitar high to slash at Wen Zhemao, an arrow suddenly penetrated his chest and sent him flying backwards!

Harry stared at Wen Zhemao with bloodshot eyes, and he took a step forward to approach again, but another arrow flew towards him, forcing him to take two steps back.

Wen Zhemao stood two meters away, shooting arrows with his bow.

Harry Hun, who was carried away by anger, thought that he could cut off Wen Zhemao's head by breaking away from the archer formation. He was hit by several arrows and finally fell down.

After killing Harry Hun, Wen Zhemao turned his attention to the people who escaped with Harry Hun.

"Shoot them all."

Wen Zhemao ordered coldly, but was stopped by Masado who came after hearing the news: "Stop!"

As soon as the archer heard Masado's voice, the bowstring he had drawn relaxed.

Masado saw Harry Hun lying on the ground at a glance, and his eyes turned red instantly: "Bastard! What did you do?!"

Masado whipped Wen Zhemao and asked angrily.

Wen Zhemao grabbed Masado's whip and pulled him forward.

"Princess!"

Dotulu was startled, and with a mountain-shaking pace, he rushed forward and broke Wen Zhemao's neck.

"do not move!"

Wen Zhemao grabbed Masado by the neck, restrained her, and shouted to Dotulu, "If you take another step forward, I guarantee that she will die before me."

"you dare!"

Masado struggled, but was tightly restrained by Wen Zhemao.

"See if I dare!"

Wen Zhemao increased the strength in his hands, and Martha's face suddenly turned red due to lack of oxygen.

Masado panicked.

Doturu immediately stopped.

Wen Zhemao relaxed his strength, clamped down on Masado, pinched her chin, pulled her face, and asked her to look at Harry Hun on the ground: "They have been in contact with poisonous people, and their bodies are covered with poisonous blood. Once they are allowed to return to camp,

They will kill us all."

"I'm doing this for everyone's benefit."

A sinister voice like a poisonous snake breathed in her ears, and Masado, who had always been fearless, finally panicked.

"Poisonous snake, you evil-hearted poisonous snake that eats people!"

Masado cursed.

She really wanted to slap Wen Zhemao.

But she was restrained by Wen Zhemao and couldn't even turn her face.

Wen Zhemao, who was scolded, sneered proudly: "Poisonous snake? I have never seen such a dangerous little princess in the world. She is so naive."

Wen Zhemao happily admired the anger in Masado's eyes. His fingertips ran across her face, which was stained red with anger. His eyes were dark, and his eyes finally fell on her red lips, and his fingertips lightly brushed against her.

"What a beautiful skin."

Wen Zhemao said in a hoarse voice, mixed with laughter and sarcasm, "If you had been willing to be more honest, agreed to my marriage proposal, and became mine, you wouldn't have so many things happening now."

"Pooh!"

Ma Ma Duo spat in Wen Zhemao's face, "How dare you, a pretty boy, even think of me as a princess? It's just a dream!"

Wen Zhemao wiped his face nonchalantly and approached her face: "Dreaming? Now that you are in my hands, do you have any room to resist what I want to do?"

"you dare!"

Masado's eyes widened and she scolded sternly, but she didn't know that fear was clearly written in her eyes.

Wen Zhemao sneered and did not answer, but moved closer.

Seeing Wen Zhemao's face enlarged in front of her eyes, Martha's heart almost jumped out of her chest, she was so scared.

"If you dare to touch me, I will die and I will hold you back!"

Masado finally got angry and threatened, "If you touch me, Doturu will definitely twist your neck off. I, the warrior of Xirong, will never listen to your orders again!"

Wen Zhemao paused and stared at Masado steadily, with a bit of inquiry and slight doubt in his eyes, as if he was surprised that she suddenly had a brain.

"Although it is a pity, since Her Royal Highness the Princess is unwilling, I am not the kind of person who forces others to make things difficult for me."

Wen Zhemao put on a smile and said disgusting words. He looked at Masha Duo as if he was looking at the prey that he was sure to win. "I can afford to wait. When I take over Wu'an Jiangshan, I want to come to Xirong Khan."

I would also be very happy to trade a wayward daughter for a vast territory with rich products."

"Father, I won't do what you want!"

Masado poured cold water on Wen Zhemao, "You may not be able to win Wu'an with just a fool like you!"

Wen Zhemao didn't seem to hear it. He just tied her up with her whip and took her with him: "In order to prevent Dotulu from twisting off my head, I have to wrong Her Highness the Princess and become a hostage in my hands."
Chapter completed!