Chapter 592 Confrontation (5)

Finally, the Eighth Prince nodded silently, Chu Yuliang and Ye Rui both laughed excitedly when they heard this.

"My lord agreed!" Ye Rui said excitedly, while untying the chains on his body, "You do well, my lord will definitely let you atone for your sins!"

Chu Yuliang followed suit: "That's right, the prince is not an unreasonable person!"

Seeing their happy faces, Chu Yuliang's heart was warmed by that kind of concern like a family member. He couldn't help smiling at them, but he still knelt down forcefully, kowtowed heavily for the Eighth Prince, and choked up his sobs. He said: "The end will go!"

The Eighth Prince looked at him with pity, but his eyes were full of reluctance. He didn't say anything, just let him kowtow that head, and watched him go to the battlefield.

"Wei Daxun, I believe in you! You must work hard!" Ye Rui waving the flag and shouting loudly from behind, feeling like encouraging the athletes.

Just when Wei Daxun was about to turn around the foot of the mountain, he suddenly turned his head and said with a smile, "Eighth Princess, you are a good person!" tears.

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"Come on!" "Come on!"

With a scream, the opposite mountain became chaotic, and the hand-to-hand combat was fierce and bloody.

Altan Khan looked at the Daliang soldiers rushing down the hill, and suddenly felt a sense of shock from howling wolves. Yes, it was the first time he felt bravery from the Daliang soldiers. Those who would only hide in the dark and shoot coldly Daliang soldiers dared to take the initiative to attack!
"Kill, kill!" Wei Daxun rushed to the front with his knife in hand. His eyes were red and his face was full of ferocious arrogance.

Several Tatars fought hand to hand with him one after another, but he killed them all three times and fell to the ground. It can be seen that he really has so many brushes under his command.

"Tartar, take your life!" He leaped and charged directly into the heartland, and even swung his knife to slash at Al Dahan.

Ye Rui watched from a distance, couldn't help holding her breath, her face was filled with nervous excitement, if she could take down the leader of the Tartars in one fell swoop, then there is no crime that cannot be forgiven.

"Father Khan!" Huang Jige, who was swinging and killing, screamed, turned around and rushed to his old father.

With a muffled sound of "Dang", the scimitar came up to meet him. I Dahan has been brave for many years, and he is not in vain, so he directly connected with him, blocking his knife for life.

Huang Jige rushed over with a few Tartars, Qi Qi attacked Wei Daxun.

A few people and a few knives came from all directions of Wei Daxun shining with a cold light, watching that Wei Daxun was about to turn into a piercing gourd, but he didn't seem to see it at all, only I Daxun was in his eyes.

Altan Khan looked at the murderous young man in front of him. He was like a desperate beast, baring its fangs and trying to devour him.

His heart trembled, and the scimitar in his hand felt that he couldn't use any strength, and he pressed down on the machete as soon as he saw it.

Wei Daxun gritted his teeth and roared like a trapped animal. All the strength in his body was concentrated in his hands, and he slashed down frantically. With this knife, he might be able to split Al Dahan in two.

"Ah  ̄ ̄" Roared into the sky, the felt hat was split in half, blood flowed down the hair, I Dahan looked at the young man in front of him in shock, did he really die?

As the soaring roar became weaker and weaker, followed by a muffled cough, a mouthful of blood gushed out on Al Dahan's surprised face.

Puff puff puff, several knives were pulled out almost at the same time, and with a muffled groan, the knife that was originally close to the brow finally fell down, powerlessly supporting the ground.

(End of this chapter)

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