Hee Emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 651 The King of Chu Was Seriously Injured (Second Change)

A month later, in the territory of Southern Chu Kingdom, a man in a white robe with a golden mask led dozens of subordinates with their faces covered.

Between a small mountain range, the masked man's eyes revealed a terrifying coldness, and he said coldly: "Your Majesty gave us the spears of Rome to tell everyone that anyone who dares to obstruct our Roman Empire, only dead end"

"Daxi killed the two great commanders of my Rome, and my Rome also made him bleed like a river. Remember, Daxi people and Romans have completely different looks, so don't take off your mask easily, because it is easy to be found. You have only two goals, the first is to find out where Emperor Xi is, and the second is to assassinate Daxi's important officials."

"Boss, why don't you help Luna and completely eradicate that Zhou Yu?" A man wrapped in a black cloth and holding a spear asked coldly.

"Idiot, don't you know that Zhou Yu is surrounded by a master who is not inferior to my Roman general? And he has hundreds of thousands of troops around him. As long as he is a little negligent, we will be finished. In addition, His Majesty's meaning is very clear. We The target is not him, and Zhou Yu won't be tossing around for long after the three major legions have finished mobilizing troops," the masked man sternly taught.

"Yes"

"Look carefully, this is Emperor Xi's son, the territory of King Chu. According to investigations, he seems to be one of the most outstanding sons of Emperor Xi, Lei Nuo and Lunda," the masked man suddenly shouted.

"exist"

"The mission of the two of you is to remove his head, and then return to Rome immediately, without waiting for us," the masked man ordered coldly.

"Yes." The two men wrapped in face scarves rode away immediately.

"Let's go" the masked man ordered.

"Yes"

. . . .

Five days later, in a hunting ground ten miles outside the War City of Southern Chu, fierce fighting was going on.

Two men in black clothes wrapped in veils, one with silver tiger claws in both hands, and the other holding a curved sword, as they danced, there was a gust of wind, and a besieged soldier died tragically on the spot.

In the back, King Yuan Xian of Chu held Fang Tian's painted halberd in his right hand, and his left hand held his chest. Blood kept flowing out. He looked at the sudden assassin with regret on his face. If he hadn't softened his heart for a moment and let his guard down, he wouldn't have been injured.

"Your Majesty, get on your horse!" Seeing the number of guards dwindling, a warrior standing beside him anxiously said.

"No." Yuan Xian shook his head, he could see very clearly that although these two assassins didn't understand internal force, every move and every move was extremely powerful, and it was impossible for ordinary people to stop them.

"Your Majesty, it doesn't matter if I die, but if something happens to you, then Nanchu will be over. I am ashamed of your Majesty and the people of Daxi," the general begged on his knees.

"Your Majesty, hurry up!" The other generals forcibly supported Yuan Xian onto the horse.

"Don't even think about leaving." At this moment, the two men in black had killed more than 50 guards who followed, and rushed towards Yuan Xian with blood all over their bodies.

"My lord, let's go!" A general lashed the horse hard, and the horse started to gallop quickly.

Yuan Xian turned his head to take a look, gritted his teeth, and ran towards Zhancheng.

"Looking for death" looked at the several generals standing in front of him, and the two men in black had murderous intent in their eyes. After a bloody confrontation, the generals died tragically on the spot.

Looking at Yuan Xian who was gradually disappearing, the two looked at each other and said in the same voice: "Chasing"

After Yuan Xian ran for a long time, the sound of hooves sounded from behind, and the two men in black had already chased after them.

Yuan Xian's pupils shrank, and he speeded up immediately. After running for a while, he suddenly realized that he was running in the wrong direction. A large river was blocking his way, and the rushing water hit the bank below, splashing waves of water.

"You can't run," the two men in black said loudly after they fell off their horses.

A flash of determination flashed across Yuan Xian's face. He covered his wound and got off his horse with Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand. Looking pale at the two people approaching, he said coldly, "Who are you? Why did you assassinate Gu?"

The man in black with a scimitar sneered, "So you are Emperor Xi's son, killing you should make Emperor Xi sad for a while."

"What?" Yuan Xian's expression darkened, he flicked Fang Tian's painted halberd, and said angrily: "So you want to deal with Emperor Father"

"good"

"A waste like an ant wants to harm the emperor, Bawang Pokong!" After Yuan Xian gritted his teeth, his internal energy surged, and Fang Tian's painted halberd danced rapidly, with waves of terrifying air.

"die!!"

"Reynolds, be careful!" After the scimitar man shouted, Yuan Xian swung his halberd, and suddenly a terrifying energy pierced through the air. Reynolds with tiger claws was cut into pieces in the midst of infinite fear. in two halves.

"Reynolds" the man with the machete yelled sadly.

Yuan Xian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the wound on his chest was even more serious, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

"Damn it!" The man with the machete rushed towards Yuan Xian quickly.

Yuan Xian's shoulder was cut in an instant, and after a wail, he retreated a few steps, came to the bank of the river, and said grimly, "If you want to die, let's die together!"

Fang Tian swung his halberd fiercely, piercing through the machete man's chest.

The scimitar man trembled all over, his eyes remained fixed, and he fell straight down.

After Yuan Xian smiled proudly, his body fell into the big river, and after a splash of water, he disappeared completely.

About half an hour later, Pang Yu rushed over from a distance with thousands of armored soldiers. When he saw the two dead men in black and the Fang Tian painted halberd, he trembled and panicked Dismounted from the horse and shouted everywhere: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"Pang Dao, there are footprints of the king here," a soldier said in a panic.

"What?" Pang Yu hurriedly ran over, looked at the rushing river, and said anxiously: "Go down to the river to look for it, if you can't find the king, we will all die!!"

"Yes!"

"Also, cut the corpses of these two assassins into ten thousand pieces and feed them to the dogs," Pang Yu said frantically.

"promise!"

. . . .

After the night gradually fell, in the distance of the river, a beautiful Han woman was washing clothes. When she saw a dead body floating in the distance, she was startled. After hesitating for a while, she gently entered the river and swam past.

Finally, after dragging the corpse back with sweat all over her face, the woman panted cutely, then gently put her hand on the nose of the corpse, felt it for a while, and said excitedly: "I still have breath."

"Yang'er, where are you?" At this moment, a distant voice sounded.

"Father, I'm here" the woman waved immediately.

A white-haired old man came over, looked at the corpse on the ground, was startled for a moment, and said, "Hey, what's going on here?"

"I don't know, he floated down from the upper reaches," the woman shook her head.

After a careful inspection, the white-haired old man said seriously, "His injury is too serious."

"Father, save him," the woman said pitifully.

The white-haired old man shook his head and said: "No, this person looks not simple in clothes, I'm afraid he is from a famous family, we can't handle such things, let's go."

"No! He's still angry," the woman said unwillingly.

"Yang'er, you are obedient," the old man said seriously.

"Father, save him. If you don't save him, I won't be with you, and I will peep at your secret again." After the woman had just finished speaking, the old man covered his mouth and said anxiously : "Yang'er, you can't talk about this matter"

"Why?" the woman wondered again.

"You don't understand" the old man sighed and shook his head.

"Then you save him," the woman demanded immediately.

The old man sighed, and said: "Okay, but you have to agree, you are not allowed to peek again."

"I know, I know, thank you adoptive father." The woman immediately became happy.

. . . . . .

Not long after, in a small wooden hut several miles away from the river, the old man looked at Yang'er who was lying asleep next to the man's body, gritted his teeth, and walked out the gate, holding a yellow silk scarf in his hand, after hesitating for a while, Walking in front of a brazier, he murmured: "General, this thing is a disaster, let the princess live a peaceful life! The battle between Yuan and Cao, and the battle between natural enemies, don't continue to the next generation."

The old man violently threw the towel roll into the brazier, and along with the fire, it immediately burned to black ashes.

(End of this chapter)