surnamed Wang

When it comes to horse fighting, Wang Siheng is the undisputed leader. A big spear forced Sima Kuan, who was holding a wooden stick, to retreat repeatedly. However, most of his thoughts were on the soldiers behind him. Sima Kuan was only willing to disrupt and delay, and would not confront him. There was a confrontation, and the battle fell into a stalemate for a while.

Wang Siheng guessed that Sima Kuan would break his promise, but he did not expect that the other party would use such despicable methods. If he lost this battle, his years of planning would be in vain, and those generals who were loyal to him would also be implicated.

His thoughts were messy and his hands were inevitably out of order. He didn't pay attention and was hit on the shoulder by the opponent's stick.

There was a muffled sound of "Boom" and he almost let go of his spear. Fortunately, King Wu was thick-skinned and used the opportunity to swipe out a spear to force his opponent back.

Sima Kuan tightened his grip on the reins to steady himself, "Your Majesty, don't think about others now. Take care of yourself first."

"To deal with you, I only need to use [-]% of my strength."

"His Royal Highness King Wu, how about adding the boy?"

A slightly childish voice sounded behind him, it was Sima Chengguang.

The young man did not choose to attack in a sneak attack, but justly carried the blue tassel gun and rode forward. The originally iconic tassel hair on the gun head had been soaked with blood, showing a strange color of blue and red.

Wang Siheng turned slightly sideways and said:

"Boy, you are more magnanimous than your father."

"Your Majesty, I have given you the award. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"Why don't you dare? Even if you bring your grandfather Sima Haohan with you, I will still not be afraid."

"Does the prince really think of himself as Lu Bu who can fight against three heroes?"

"If you fight with more than you have, you won't win with force, how can you be called a hero?"

Wang Siheng's face showed sarcasm, and he suddenly thrust out the big gun in his hand.

……

On the other side, Wang Yijing also faced the situation of fighting more with less. The dead soldier Zheng Yu was held back by Zhao Hou, who was good at using iron guns, and he himself had to drag his injured body to deal with Cheng Xing and Deng Zhixiao.

Deng Zhixiao received the order to kill Wang Yijing and acted mercilessly. The latter casually tied the wound on his abdomen with a strip of cloth. As the battle continued, blood continued to drip to the ground.

"Feng Lei, why don't you take action?"

Cheng Xing shouted to a dwarf behind him.

The dwarf looked hesitant when he heard this and did not take action. During this period, Wang Yijing treated him well. If he betrayed the other party at this time, it would inevitably be inconsistent with loyalty.

While hesitating, a dark figure flashed past. Before anyone could react, Cheng Xing, who gave the order, covered his neck with a look of shock on his face, and blood flowed out from between his fingers like a gush of blood.

A woman passed by him without any pause in her movements. The only trace of blood on the tip of the knife was her hand.

There are dozens of such women on the battlefield, scattered among 20 people, and they are inconspicuous. Every time they take action, a general with a rank of no less than [-] households is killed.

They have been on the battlefield for a long time, and they should not have their necks wiped out so easily, but these women are born to assassinate, and the chaotic battlefield is the most suitable method for them to use.

"There are dead soldiers, deal with them first!"

Someone shouted something, and everyone noticed the black figures wandering around on the battlefield. They turned their spears and aimed at the seemingly harmless woman.

Facing the siege, the soldiers who were exposed lost their advantage and casualties soon appeared.

They fell down one after another. Liu Mujin from behind saw this scene and closed his eyes. Although a dead soldier was born for this, dying like a moth to a flame is still too tragic.

The King of Wu handed over the young women found in Xi'an to specially trained people. Those with mediocre qualifications were included in the harem to disturb the public, while those with outstanding talents were trained by the princess to become wolf guards. Only those with both civil and military skills would become dead soldiers and cut off contact with their families. It became a sharp blade.

This is unfair to them, not to mention there is no point in dying now.

As a woman, Liu Muhin would not ignore their sacrifice of life for "loyalty". She finally opened her eyes, looked at the generals riding on their tall horses, and said to the thin woman beside her: "Remember, these people have weapons on their hands." Stained with the blood of the Wolf Guard."

"My subordinate understands."

……

In the center of the battlefield, King Wu was fighting alone against the father and son. Whenever any of his subordinates wanted to come forward to help, they would be blocked by the counter-rebellion army. It seemed that the Sima father and son wanted to personally take down the rebel leader.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty said that he only wants your head, so you should do a good job, waste less strength, and let us capture him. Later, my father and I will beg for mercy for your subordinates."

Sima Chengguang couldn't change his bad mouth, and he couldn't help but get carried away when he had the slightest advantage.

King Wu didn't bother arguing with a stupid boy, so he shot Sima Kuan in half with the wooden stick in his hand, and said:

"You and I have finally gotten to know each other, but are we really going to show no mercy at all?"

"The Queen Mother has long been aware of the prince's betrayal, and has arranged for Cheng Xing, Deng Zhixiao and others to approach the prince in advance. This battle has been planned for several years. It is not only related to the fate of the dynasty, but also involves the lives of my father and son. If we let you go, we will I can only hold my head and go back to face the saint.

Quanzi's words are rude, but it is also true. The chess game has been completed. I will risk my life to win the prince. "

After the man finished speaking, he pulled out a square-headed sword from his waist.

At this time, there was a dead soldier in black running towards them from each side of the battlefield. They deliberately lowered their figures as they marched, and did not attack the enemies along the way.

Seeing that Sima Kuan was about to take action, a dead soldier took the lead in throwing out a throwing knife, and then threw out the second and third ones in other directions...

Sima Kuan blocked a few hidden weapons that did not pose a threat. He turned around and saw that there were four more guards around King Wu. Seeing this, Sima Chengguang couldn't help but pat the horse's back and said with a smile:

"Haha, our King Wu actually relies on a woman for protection."

Wang Siheng was not embarrassed at all by the young man's ridicule and calmly asked:
"Who says women are inferior to men?"

This question made the young man stunned. He tilted his head and finally uttered three words:

"Useless."

King Wu's face twitched and he said in a deep voice:
"withdraw!"

……

Not far from the center of the battlefield, Wang Yijing was forcing Deng Zhixiao to retreat step by step. After Cheng Xing was assassinated by a dead soldier, Feng Lei made up his mind and drew his sword and stepped forward to support his new master.

It doesn't matter whether he has both sides or whether he knows the current affairs. A gentleman can judge his career but not his heart. As long as he doesn't stab himself in the back, Wang Yijing doesn't mind having multiple helpers.

The two of them dealt with Deng Zhixiao with swords and swords, making the other party feel aggrieved.

The wall collapsed and everyone pushed forward. Ji Hong came on horseback and knocked the unsuspecting Deng Zhixiao away with his spear.

"Commander Wang, the prince has ordered us to withdraw to the Sinan Mansion."

After Ji Hong finished his instructions, he turned around and left.

Wang Yijing looked at his "subordinates" on the ground who were vomiting blood and gradually losing their breath. He couldn't help but feel a bit sad, and finally sighed and took Feng Lei to assemble his team.

Although King Wu's team was not a disastrous defeat, their retreat in the middle still inevitably led to low morale. As one went, the number of casualties increased.

The generals hurriedly retreated with their men. Wang Yijing passed by the princess and gave her a kind smile as a thank you to the dead man for saving his life.

At this moment, a figure in the crowd hurried towards Liu Mujin. Wang Yijing didn't have time to think too much and rushed behind the woman.

The sharp weapon easily penetrated the flesh and blood of the armor and took the young man flying out... (End of this chapter)