Zhao Rui distributed the military symbols in his hands and asked the generals to divide their forces to attack, while he took off his armor.
"Your Highness, what are you doing?"
Shan Xin was a little puzzled. Seeing that the army was about to leave, Zhao Rui actually took off his armor.
"I have to go and see what Lu Zhou's situation is now, so that I can formulate a strategy for the next step."
With that said, Zhao Rui asked Ziyun to find him some clothes.
Shan Xin's eyes were filled with worry: "Your Highness, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this. Lu Zhou is in a state of chaos now. If anything happens to you, and your Majesty blames you, we cannot afford it."
"Don't worry!" Zhao Rui said indifferently: "I'm just going to turn around. As long as you fight fast enough and attack hard enough, I will be safe!"
Shan Xin didn't feel comfortable saying anything more after hearing this, so he had no choice but to leave the tent.
After all, Zhao Rui's kung fu is higher than any of them.
Lu Zhou's country was now in chaos. The armies of the four countries arrived one after another and each occupied the city, causing the people to live in dire straits.
In the wilderness, people are starving and dying all over the place, it’s so miserable.
The armies of the four countries do nothing here, and will loot the place wherever they go.
Zhao Rui, armed with a knife and a sword, walked with Ziyun on a country road and was shocked by the scene in front of him.
Ziyun was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she tightly held Zhao Rui's arm.
At this moment, a dozen tall men suddenly jumped out of the woods nearby and stared at the two of them.
These people all carry weapons, and there are traces of armor on their shoulders.
You can tell at a glance that it's a broken army.
The leading man slowly approached the two of them.
"Oh, I really didn't expect to see such a noble young master!"
This guy's face was extremely ferocious, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. You could tell at a glance that he crawled out of a pile of dead people.
Ziyun was startled and immediately got behind Zhao Rui.
"Get out of my way, or I'll kill you all!"
Zhao Rui's voice was extremely domineering, and the aura slowly filled the air.
Sword after sword, a strange buzzing sound was made at this moment.
The leading man laughed wildly as if he had heard a joke, and then raised a big knife.
"Because you still want to kill me, I will chop you into minced meat and make meat buns to eat today! As for that little beauty, let us take it back and have a good time."
As soon as he said this, the guy behind him immediately showed greedy eyes.
After wandering here for so many days, they have rarely seen people like Zhao Rui and Ziyun.
In the eyes of this group of people, the two of them were nobles who were scattered by the rebel army.
However, the whole of Lu and Zhou has become like this, who cares whether you are a noble or not.
The group of people slowly stepped forward, forming a semi-encirclement, and kept approaching the two of them.
Zhao Rui couldn't bear it anymore, and King Yu's sword suddenly came out of its sheath.
His current martial arts can be said to be unparalleled in the world. When he slashed with the sword, the burst of sword energy alone cut down all the dozen big men approaching to the ground.
The remaining people's eyes widened immediately. They didn't expect Zhao Rui to be so powerful, so they turned around and ran away.
Especially the man who just spoke, who was so domineering before, is now so cowardly that he almost crawled away.
Zhao Rui would not let these guys go. He rushed forward in a flash, eliminated the remaining minions, and then put a long knife on the man's neck.
"Which country are you from? Which army were you in before?"