Wang Mo and Feng Qian are Zheng Lei's most capable subordinates with the strongest martial arts skills.
They were defeated one after another before his eyes, which made him feel unsure.
It would be understandable to say that Wang Mo's drinking affected him.
But this Feng Qian...
After thinking for a moment, Zheng Lei tightened his throat and walked slowly into the arena.
He drew out the sword from its sheath and pointed it at Xuan Chen Mandrill.
"Little prince, we are destined to use swords. Without further ado, let's start the war!"
Hyun Chen raised his sword silently, without any skill or hesitation!
As soon as he said it, he picked up the hilt of the sword and stabbed Zheng Lei straight into the abdomen!
Zheng Lei also used his sword to resist, but the force was so powerful that he couldn't stop his heels from moving backwards.
This kid? Why is he so strong?!
Isn't he sick?!
Before Zheng Lei could think about it, Xunchen Mandrill swung his sword and attacked again, with a majestic momentum!
A set of sword flowers came down, which dazzled Zheng Lei. He couldn't see the direction of the attack, so he had to test and block at the same time.
"Keng..."
"Keng..."
"laugh……"
Zheng Lei felt a pain in his forearm. It was originally stabbed by the sword flower brought out by the mandrill.
How could it be? His sword is so fast that I can’t see clearly?!
how so?!
The man on the opposite side is so powerful that he swings his sword like a gust of wind!
Zheng Lei originally wanted to take the opportunity to use a set of Cloud-breaking Sword Techniques to turn defense into offense.
But I can't find the slightest flaw in my opponent!
At this moment, he actually had the feeling that one sword can stand the test and ten thousand swords are invincible!
When he was at a loss, Zheng Lei had no choice but to use his own sword technique! I hope he can eliminate his disadvantage!
Suddenly! A cold light roared from a distance, forcing the two of them apart!
At this time, Xunchen Mandrill's eyes were red with blood.
Pick up the sword in your hand, roll the long sword from nowhere, and clear the obstacle!
Don’t you look down on me?!
Then I will tell you to take a good look today!
He did not stop attacking, but intensified his attack! He continued to stab forward with his sword!
Zheng Lei was stunned, and the sharp and angry sword tip pierced the armor and penetrated into the chest! The pain was heartbreaking!
He thought he was about to die, so he simply threw away his sword and covered the bleeding wound, then knelt down and coughed out a large mouthful of blood.
At this time, the place was as silent as an abyss.
Whether it was the soldiers watching the excitement in the audience or Zheng Lei who was sweating on the stage, they all held their breath and did not dare to say a word.
They lost!
A complete loss!
This "sick and delicate" Ninth Prince.
Very strong!
The feeling of the world spinning around was about to overwhelm Hyun Chen Mandrill.
He had to use his sword to hold himself up to prevent himself from falling.
He laughed harshly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Who else is coming?!"
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince."
A strange and deep voice came from far to near.
Hyunchen Mandrill followed the sound and went out.
The man was dressed in black, handsome and tall, with clear and sharp eyes.
This man...
"It's you?!"
The moment he saw him clearly, Hyunchen Mandrill's eyes became even sharper, and he raised his sword to strike forward again.
However, the man struck him with two fingers, and the sword turned around and penetrated Zheng Lei's buttocks lying beside him.
"ah!!!"
Yuan Chen pulled out his sword and was caught by his wrist. He leaned over to his ear and said, "The establishment of authority is over. Return to camp quickly! Princess Qinghui wants me to tell you something."
After hearing her news, the chaos, blood, and murderous intent just now disappeared instantly.
Hyunchen Mandrill's heart softened for no reason.
However, he also knew that in his current state, he could not defeat this man with eyes as sharp as a leopard.
When Yuan Chendrill walked out of the ring, the soldiers spontaneously spread out to both sides and opened a path for him.
Each of them had their heads drooped, their brows lowered in despair, not daring to look directly into his eyes.
Huan Chenzhi had no expression on his face, he only focused on walking forward, wanting to return to the camp quickly to hear what happened to his little girl.
Behind him, Zheng Lei called weakly.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince..."
He stopped and didn't turn around, and his whole body felt even colder.
This provoked the soldiers nearby to subconsciously stay away from him.
"Your Highness, the Ninth Prince, that sword just avoided my vital organs! I will bear this in my heart, and thank you for not killing me! Everything is my fault, please forgive me for your disrespect!"
After Zheng Lei finished speaking, the other soldiers looked at each other and immediately knelt down!
I saw the silvery crowd falling down like a wave.
The voices were loud and strong: "At the end of the day, only the coach will follow the lead!"
"At the end of the day, only the coach follows the lead!"
Yuan Chen sheathed his sword and whispered indifferently: "Pack this place and continue on the road tomorrow morning. Remember to ask Wang Mo to accept the punishment. If anyone dares to drink alcohol in the army in the future, he will be punished on the spot!"
"yes!"
This time, the soldiers no longer questioned Xuanchen Mandrill's orders.
Everyone immediately performed their duties and got busy with their own affairs.
After returning to the camp, Huan Chenzhao and his party had just stepped into the tent.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, splattering the off-white tent with blood spots.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Pei Gao helped His Highness who was about to faint and sat him up on the bed. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "Your Highness! I will prepare some medicine for you right now! You can rest for a while!"
After a while, Yuanchen Mandrill bit open the cap of the medicine bottle with his mouth and sprinkled some medicine on the wound on his arm.
Then he opened his mouth to ask the man who had been watching him silently since he entered the house without saying a word.
"What's wrong with Feng Shui Qing?"
"Nothing, I just didn't want to fight with you, I just wanted to trick you."
"you……"
Yuan Chen gritted his teeth: "I will kill you!"
"Hahaha……"
The man drank the tea in the cup and smiled loudly.
"Perhaps I couldn't beat you when you were in your prime. But now that you are half-dead, I don't want to take advantage of you."
"You hugged her that day, but I still want to kill you!"
That's right, this person is Ling Ao.
From that day on, Ling Ao first completed the matters assigned by Feng Shui Qing, and originally planned to go to Feng Mansion to inform her.
But after waiting for three days, there was still no sign of her.
He was anxious and panicked. If Feng Shui cleared up something wrong, he would immediately go to Feng Shui Jun and die to apologize.
After many inquiries, I learned that she was living in the palace recently.
Just as the war in the northwest started, he found out that it was Xiangchen Mandrill who was going to lead the army to fight.
Although Ling Ao had selfish motives, he still came late at night.
Because he knew in his heart that this army was led by the very ambitious Zheng Lei.
If Xunchen Mandrill has a bad reputation, he will definitely become dissatisfied and have second thoughts.
If Yuan Chenzhao loses to Zheng Lei, he will lose military morale.
There is no escape from death!
Then she who is engaged to him...
It will be sad.
Therefore, Ling Ao galloped to catch up with the army, just in time to compete in the ring.
He had been observing secretly, thinking that if the mandrill was in danger, he would step forward.
With his own status, Zheng Lei did not dare to make any mistakes.
As expected, Zheng Lei actually wanted to use his own sword technique!
Ling Ao had seen that sword technique before, it was strange and erratic and extremely powerful.
Fortunately, he threw a long sword first to separate the two of them.
But before he could reach him, Xuanchen Mandrill defeated him quickly.
This actually surprised Ling Ao.
At the same time, I can't help but secretly admire this man for his ability to hide his secrets, advance and retreat in a controlled manner, and possess both wisdom and courage.
I am afraid that my reputation outside my body will only be envied by others and will be passed down through false rumors.
Barely, she is still worthy of her own princess.
Since he is safe, he should return to the imperial city.
She still needs his protection there.
Seeing Ling Ao stand up, Hyun Chen's eyebrows suddenly sharpened.
This man doesn’t take himself seriously!
"stop!"
Ling Ao insisted on leaving and ignored him.
Before he had even taken two steps, he suddenly felt the cold wind coming from behind him.
He turned around and squeezed the roaring fist of Hyunchen Mandrill, tilted his head, and looked directly into his angry gaze over his hand: "What? You can't bear to leave me?"
"Cough cough cough..."
Hyunchen Mandrill was short of breath and coughed, and he vomited blood while coughing.
His lungs and Dantian were all on fire, and he could no longer speak any words.
"Hey...you man, you don't know what my princess sees in you?"
Ling Ao muttered to himself as he pushed him onto the bed and handed him a cup of hot tea.
"Your...ahem...your princess?!"
Hyun Chen dropped the tea cup and frowned even more tightly.
"yes!"
Ling Ao smiled proudly.
"I regard General Feng as my elder brother, and the Princess as his sister. Of course I am half my mother's family."
Hyunchen Mandrill curled his lips, his face turned red from coughing, and he was even more unhappy.
"..."
But what he said...makes sense.
"You dare to covet her, I will gouge your eyes out!"
Hyun Chen Mandrill is still unwilling to give up.
Although he already knew what Ling Ao's purpose was in coming here.
While secretly sighing at the righteousness of this man.
That bit of jealousy still couldn't help but boil up from the bottom of my heart.
"Hahaha... Your Highness should defeat the Barbarians first! I will protect her in the imperial city, so don't worry."
Ling Ao said the next sentence and quickly left the camp.
After burning the incense, Pei Gua took the medicine and returned to the house.
Seeing that His Highness had fallen into a deep sleep, I was extremely worried.
You haven’t taken this medicine yet? When will Your Highness be cured?
Suddenly, Hyun Chen Mandrill, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, his eyes dim and glistening.
"Your Highness...just right! Drink the medicine quickly..."
The medicine fell into his stomach, and he held the sweet rock candy in his mouth.
But my heart felt sour and astringent.
If I'm not in the imperial city, will that kid take advantage of the situation and sneak in?
Will my little girl be confused by him...
This time, I was finally impulsive when I asked to lead the troops.
Seeing that Yuan Chen was distracted, Pei Gao spoke with concern: "Your Highness, that boy is General Feng's confidant Ling Ao, who was sent to protect Princess Qinghui?"
"Um."
"Why is he here?"
Yuan Chenzhao lay back on the bed and put his arms across his eyes: "Help me gain authority in the army."
"Oh..." Pei Guo suddenly realized, "This boy is quite sensible. I remember that he hugged me that day..."
Pei Gao felt a chill all over, and as expected he saw His Highness's eyes that wanted to tear him into pieces.
He was so frightened that he quickly changed the subject: "The princess is smart and astute, and with His Highness the Third Prince and Miss Su protecting her in the imperial city, she will be safe and sound."
Xuanchen used his tongue to move the candy in his mouth to the other side: "Hmm... where is the blade blood?"
"Blade blood?!" Pei Guo was shocked, "He should be in Lingyang... Could it be you?"
Hyunchen Mandrill closed his eyes again and his lips were cold.
"Tell him to come back and see me." This chapter has been completed!