The captain of the ship who came to report was hesitant and couldn't explain why for a while.
It was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly, not even the flags the other party was flying.
Ma Liangcai was completely panicked: "Where is Jiang Wu's army? Where is Nan Chu's army? What are their movements now?"
"Lord Xiangguo, Jiang Wujun has already left the city with the Baiyue Army."
Ma Liang took a few deep breaths, which meant that there were only two armies left in the city, Chen Song and Nan Chu.
Fortunately, the combined strength of the two armies is 400,000. In the mountain valley fifty miles east of the city, there are still 300,000 Chen and Song troops, which is enough to cope with the chaos in front of them.
Just when he was about to go out to mobilize his troops, a group of men suddenly rushed over to kill him.
Even though there were only a hundred people, the combat power that broke out was extremely powerful, and it didn't take long for them to attack the outside of the mansion.
Although there are 3,000 elite defenders here, these few thousand people seem vulnerable in front of those 100 people.
Seeing this situation, Ma Liangcai could no longer hold back and hurriedly led his men to escape.
But just after running two steps, a long knife suddenly swung over and stuck directly into his shoulder, firmly fixed on the door.
A shrill scream instantly rang out, and the surrounding soldiers were startled.
They could clearly see that the person who threw the knife was at least a hundred feet away.
Even at such a distance, he could throw the knife to this place, penetrate Ma Liangcai's body, and fix it on the door frame. This kind of strength is simply divine power.
Just when everyone was in a daze, the team of a hundred people had already rushed to the door.
Zhao Rui held the King Mo Sword in his hand and walked forward with a cold face.
"I thought who it was, but after making a fuss for a long time, it turned out to be the Prime Minister of Chen Song Dynasty!"
Hearing this voice, Ma Liangcai was startled. When he saw Zhao Rui's face, his face instantly turned pale.
Although I have never seen Zhao Rui in person, I don't know how many times I have seen his portrait Ma Liangcai.
"Zhao...King Zhao!"
Zhao Rui narrowed his eyes, forcefully pulled out the King Yu Sword, and placed it on Ma Liangcai's shoulder.
"Immediately order Chen Song's army to withdraw from the city, otherwise your head will fall to the ground."
Ma Liangcai was immediately frightened to death, but he couldn't bear to part with the Jiujiang Royal City that he had worked so hard to obtain.
Once the army withdraws, the Lu and Zhou royal families that have not yet had time to clean up will surely resurgence, and by then all previous efforts will have been wasted.
Moreover, King Zhao came here in person, which means that Lu Zhou now has the support of great merchants.
"Didn't you hear what I said?"
The voice was extremely cold, and Mo Wangjian simultaneously raised his hand and placed it on Ma Liangcai's other shoulder.
Both swords were extremely heavy, and Zhao Rui deliberately increased his strength, which completely crushed both sides of Ma Liangcai's shoulders.
A howl like a slaughtering pig suddenly sounded, shaking the world.
Chen Songjun next to him was frightened at this moment, not only because Zhao Rui arrived here in person, but also because of the hundreds of imperial guards who followed him here.
These people are simply crazy. They are all in tatters and chewing uncooked rice in their mouths all the time.
It's like Shura coming back from hell.
Moreover, the combat power they unleashed was extremely powerful. They had already killed hundreds of their brothers with just one charge.