The imperial concubine was spoiled by the prince again

Chapter 843 Let me try to be struck by lightning
Although the lieutenants were angry, they also knew that what the fourth prince said was right.

When the general came out in the morning, he said that they thought it was wrong to bring only 3000 people, but it was rare for the general not to listen to their opinions, and now he could only be anxious.

"General, after the end of the general, you go!"

Even if the general can kill the fourth prince who is very talkative but not very good at martial arts, there are still tens of thousands of barbarian elite soldiers in front of him. They are only 3000 people, and they are no match for them!
However, Huo Jinhe was not in a hurry, and asked the fourth prince with great interest: "Have you ever heard a famous saying from Daxia——"

"Unjust is doomed to destruction."

"Oh, you probably don't understand. The general idea is that if you do too many bad things, you will be punished by God."

The fourth prince laughed loudly: "Can't you see that General Huo is still a person who believes in God's will?"

"If God really has eyes, let him be struck by lightning and I'll give it a try! Hahahahaha!"

The arrogant smile was still on his face, when suddenly there was a loud thunder on the ground——

The strange thing is that the source of the thunder is not from the sky, but——

"Thunder exploded underground!"

"What's going on! What's going on over there?"

"Is the ground cracked? Why is there such a big movement all of a sudden?"

Just when those who "rescued" the third prince and Ge Sanghua untied their ropes and rushed towards Huo Jin and them, preparing to kill the Daxia soldiers, a sudden change occurred on the ground.

Explosions sounded one after another, flames continued to burst out from the ground, large swathes of sand were lifted up, and when they fell, there were also many broken limbs and broken arms.

The barbarians are fierce, but in the face of absolute destructive power, no matter how brave they are, they still have to accept the arrangement of fate.

The fourth prince was stunned, he even forgot to attack: "That's... what the hell is that?"

Huo Jinhe replied very calmly: "Oh, maybe God can't stand it, so he sent you a punishment from God."

"So you see, even the sky thinks that there is no need for you barbarians to exist."

The fourth prince shook his head and shouted frantically: "Nonsense! There is no divine punishment in this world!"

"Retribution and everything are lies fabricated by the weak to deceive and comfort themselves!"

"What kind of magic did you cast!"

Huo Jinhe shrugged: "Whatever you say, it's just the mournful cry of a bereaved dog."

The fourth prince gritted his teeth: "Are you so sure that you will win?"

Huo Jinhe raised the corners of his mouth: "Should the fourth prince roughly judge the casualties?"

"Oh, it seems that there are quite a few people you sent to meet the third prince and Princess Gesanghua just now. If you don't have ten thousand, you will have eight thousand?"

"The general looked at it from such a distance, why didn't he see many people with healthy limbs who survived?"

This tone, this attitude!The fourth prince was enraged, and he lost his tricks.

"Don't be complacent! Even if you use the demon method to destroy my 3000 elite soldiers, and the remaining tens of thousands, how can your mere [-] people be opponents?"

Huo Jinhe didn't answer, but another strange voice rang in the fourth prince's ear: "Oh? Why don't you take another look before you die?"

"Thunder Fire Camp, let's fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the 3000 members of Gusu Pavilion led by Yingge rushed out from the [-] people.

Not to mention the fourth prince, even the lieutenants felt that the prince's move was too irrational.

Even if His Highness had said before coming out that each of these 500 people could defeat a hundred by one, they never believed it at all!
But the situation was urgent and they couldn't stop them. They could only watch helplessly as the 500 people rushed towards the barbarian army in a posture that could be regarded as death.

(End of this chapter)