The adjutant roared loudly and ordered the guards on the battleship to fire the cannons.
"yes!"
Upon hearing this, the guards on the battleship quickly adjusted their cannon muzzles, aiming at Xuanyuan Li and firing light cannons continuously.
The dense beams of light were like a big net, trying to knock Xuanyuan Li down.
However, looking at the countless light beams coming towards him, Xuanyuan Li just sneered.
Immediately afterwards, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, leaving only an afterimage that was hit by the light cannon.
For a while, Xuanyuan Li kept approaching the battleship.
The light cannon on the battleship could only defeat his afterimage.
"hateful!"
The adjutant gritted his teeth and roared, suddenly pulled out his long sword and came to the edge of the battleship, lowering his head and staring at the constantly flashing figure.
"Go to hell!"
The adjutant roared, raised his hand and fired countless light bullets towards Xuanyuan Li.
Since single firepower cannot cover Xuanyuan Li, with such a dense firepower network, it can definitely be defeated.
The adjutant who had such thoughts finally saw a suspended black shadow standing in front of him.
"Rejoice, the mission given to me by Yifeng is to save your lives."
Xuanyuan Li lowered his head and looked down at the adjutant, and said in a deep voice.
"What the hell are you talking about!"
The adjutant roared angrily, raised his hand and stabbed Xuanyuanli in the heart with his sword.
"Oh, it's just me talking to myself."
Xuanyuan Li raised his eyebrows and kicked the adjutant away with a side kick just before he could stab him with his sword.
The adjutant smashed through several cannons on the battleship and then stopped.
"Ahem."
Eyes wide open, he raised his head and vomited out a mouthful of blood. The adjutant then dropped his head and fainted.
"Well, this should be considered an accident."
Xuanyuan Li scratched his head, looked at the naval guns destroyed by the adjutant, and remembered Zhang Yifeng's instructions before leaving.
Before asking Xuanyuan Li and Ji Dali to take action, Zhang Yifeng specifically asked them to try not to kill the soldiers under the command of Qing Beihou.
And we must ensure the integrity of these battleships and do not excessively destroy the weapons on the battleships.
"Forget it, you can't care about these things during the fight, just do your best."
Xuanyuan Li shrugged helplessly, and then turned his attention to the other guards on the battleship.
For a time, the battle continued. Even with the participation of Xuanyuan Li and Ji Dali, the Northern Qing Army still had the numerical advantage.
The elders of the Snow Clan can only form a shield with others at this moment, desperately protecting Wanrenxue in the center.
Just as the battle situation was getting tense, Lu Jin just glanced at the fainted adjutant on the main battleship of the Qing Northern Army.
Then, while Xuanyuan Li didn't notice him, he quietly moved towards the cabin.
"Originally, I wanted to wait until the Snow Kingdom was conquered before I killed you, Lord Marquis."
"But now that the situation is urgent, I can only kill you, Lord Marquis, right now."
"Otherwise, if the situation changes and we let that person know that you are not dead yet, we won't be able to survive!"
Lu Jin gritted his teeth and walked towards the depths of the cabin. When he left earlier, he did not kill Lu Ji.
After all, he still couldn't let go, so he killed the Marquis who regarded him as his own son.
But at this moment, under the situation of the position and the fear of the royal family, Lu Jin still made up his mind and prepared to kill the Marquis.
Slowly pushing open the door to the war room in front of him, Lu Jin quickly looked up.
He saw that Lu Ji, who had been placed on the seat by him, was still in his original position.
"Fortunately, there is still a chance to make amends."
Lu Jin took a deep breath and walked slowly towards Qing Beihou, who was slumped in a chair.
Taking out the dagger from his waist, Lu Jin's eyes flashed with determination, and he stabbed Lu Ji, the Marquis of Qingbei, in the heart.
At the moment when the dagger was about to pierce Lu Ji's heart.
A hand suddenly poked out from the darkness and grabbed the dagger.
Blood dripped down the palm and onto Qing Beihou's clothes.
"who?!"
Lu Jin's pupils shrank when he saw this, and he subconsciously pulled out the dagger.
However, the opponent's hand was like a pair of iron pincers, locking the dagger tightly, and Lu Jin could not move at all.
"Brother Jin, what promise did the royal family make to you that actually made you so determined to betray my father?"
In the darkness, a faint voice reached Lu Jin's ears.
The familiar voice made Lu Jin tremble subconsciously in shock and suddenly let go of the dagger.
"Xiao, Xiao Shang? How is that possible? Haven't you been killed by the Snow Tribe people?"
Lu Jin looked like he had seen a ghost, and took a few steps back, looking in horror at Lu Shang who gradually emerged from the darkness.
Lu Jin, who had already been tortured for betraying the Marquis, now even felt that the Lu Shang in front of him was his hallucination, or even caused by inner demons.
"Brother Jin, I'm really disappointed in you."
Lu Shang walked slowly towards Lu Jin and clenched his blood-stained fist.
"Varied……"
Lu Jin's pupils shrank, and before he could speak, Lu Shang's iron fist had already hit him in the face.
Suddenly, Lu Jin's vision went dark, and he was knocked to the ground heavily on the spot.
Zhang Yifeng slowly emerged from the darkness and stared at Lu Jin who was knocked to the ground.
"Unexpectedly, Taoist fellow Lu Shang is hiding so deeply?"
Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows, turned around and said to Lu Shang.
He could tell with his eyesight that Lu Shang's strength was definitely not what he showed on the surface.
No wonder he received a full blow from Gu Mie earlier and only suffered some superficial injuries. He recovered only by relying on the healing ability of his body.
"Really, Brother Zhang?"
"It turns out that my strength has reached a level that can impress Brother Zhang!"
Lu Shang's eyes sparkled when he heard this, and he said excitedly.
Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but pursed his lips when he saw this. It seemed that Lu Shang's hot-blooded idiot appearance was indeed not fake.
"Friend Lu Shang, what should we do now?"
"Your father seems to have been poisoned by some kind of poison?"
Zhang Yifeng approached Lu Ji, who was slumped in the seat, and looked at him with a solemn expression, his cheeks turning slightly blue.
"Ah, don't worry, Brother Zhang, my father will be fine after just taking a rest."
"Although I have something that can help him recover, looking at my father's current appearance, I'm quite..."
Lu Shang scratched his head and spoke in a casual tone. He no longer looked angry at all when he faced Lu Jin just now.
Just as he was talking, a sudden pressure rose from the room.
At the same time, Zhang Yifeng noticed that Qingbei Hou Lu Ji, who was supposed to be in a deep coma, slowly opened one eye at this moment.
At this time, Lu Ji opened his eyes and was staring at Lu Shang.
"Cough, cough, cough, dad, I will save you right now!"
Seeing this, Lu Shang swallowed his saliva, hurriedly took out a golden elixir from his arms, and quickly put it into Lu Ji's mouth.
The moment the elixir entered his mouth, the green look on Lu Ji's face was quickly suppressed.