Chapter 237 Frontier War (3)

So after much deliberation, Wang Lin still felt that he had no choice but to go into battle himself, but after thinking about it, he was a battle-tested man, so as long as he was careful, nothing would go wrong.

On the other hand, Yang Cheng'an's thinking was really different from Wang Lin's. He was someone who had been carefully arranged by the Western Regions for many years. In his opinion, this move could not eliminate the third prince at all.

It would be better to do everything for him, gain his trust, and finally deal a fatal blow in the battle between the emperor and the prince.

At that time, when the Dajin Kingdom has no leader, then, uh-huh, it's just that their Western Regions can take advantage of their geographical location to make the Dajin...

Regardless of Yang Cheng'an's ability, it has to be said that this Wang Lin is very foresighted, and he has already thought out the way out, otherwise, going back this time, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit.

However, no matter what the two of them thought, it was a pity, because the person they met was Zuoqiu Puyu, a wind demon who crawled out of hell, so the two of them could only turn into white bones in the end.

Under Zuoqiu Puyu's deployment, the decisive battle began in the afternoon of that day, and everyone was puzzled why the third prince took action so eagerly.

But only Zuoqiu Puyu knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and the Xiao Yanji ceremony would arrive, and it would take him a day or two to rush back from here.

"Third Prince, Vice-General Zhao, Vice-General Yang, and Vice-General Wang are ready to take their positions." A guard walked into the coach's tent and said respectfully to Zuoqiu Puyu.

Zuoqiu Puyu's eyes were dark, his eyes were dark, he stood up, opened the curtain, and walked outside.

Outside the tent, Wang Lin, Yang Cheng'an, and Zhao Bin all lined up with their own troops, all infantry, because the mountain road was narrow and steep, they could only choose dexterous infantry.

Zuoqiu Puyu was dressed in a black battle robe, which set off his heroic appearance, with a biting murderous look, and his resolute face showed his ruthlessness.

The only thing that makes people feel incongruous is that skin that is too fair, like a newborn baby, apart from the murderous aura all over his body, it is always difficult for people to associate with a general who is thunderous.

The breeze gently blew his long hair, and the sunlight shone on his armor, refracting a dazzling light. His tightly pursed lips and stiff profile made people silent unconsciously.

Intuitively, wherever the man's eyes can see, there is the piercing light of the sword, born in this scorching summer, bringing a bit of thorough coldness.

"Wang Lin, Yang Cheng'an, lead the team and set off immediately. We must approach the forest behind the mountain path." Zuoqiu Puyu said in a cold voice.

"Yes, the last general takes orders!" The two of them clasped their fists and led their respective teams to turn around and leave.

"Zhao Bin, take your people, take the things I asked you to prepare and follow me to the back cliff." Zuoqiu Puyu looked at Zhao Bin coldly.

The deputy general named Zhao Bin immediately ordered someone to move up the things that Zuoqiu Puyu had prepared in advance, and followed Zuoqiu Puyu's steps up the back mountain.

After Zuoqiu Puyu stepped onto the back cliff, he surveyed the terrain, nodded, and said to Zhao Bin behind him, "Put the things down."

Zhao Bin's men immediately put down the barrels of kerosene in their hands, and Zuoqiu Puyu said again: "The boulder has been prepared on the cliff, and when Wang Lin entangles the soldiers of the Western Regions, he will throw it down."

Zhao Bin is not an idiot either, so he became clear after thinking about it, and asked, "The third prince is afraid that Wang Lin will stop and delay, and let the brothers in the cold pool suffer from the severe cold?"

Zuoqiu Puyu's plain voice came again: "People who don't need you go down to the cold pool. Your task is to push down all the boulders on the mountain, and throw all the people who stay on the mountain path down the mountain stream."

Zhao Bin was taken aback, didn't the third prince mean to put Wang Lin to death?So if they don't go to the cold pool, who will go to the cold pool?And what is the use of these prepared kerosene?Are you going to set fire to the entire forest?

Zhao Bin visually measured the distance from the cliff to the woods below, and felt that it was not feasible. There was a cold pool under the cliff.

According to their abilities, even if the barrels of kerosene were thrown out, they would only fall into the cold pool and would not have any effect at all.

"Remember, I want no one left on the mountain path." Zhao Bin nodded. The third prince meant to let Yang Chengan in and take the opportunity to kill Wang Lin.

But why is it that Zhao Bin still doesn't understand the meaning of the third prince?If they didn't go down to the cold pool, then who would go down?

Zhao Bin led his men and horses to lie down on the cliff, and there were huge boulders in front of them.

On the mountain road, Wang Lin's men and horses had already started to charge. Yang Chengan hid behind him, preserved his strength, and waited for him to kill the blood, and then rushed into the mountain forest with his men and horses, forcing the Western Region soldiers who were surrounded outside into the mountain forest. Flank.

Although Zhao Bin has moved his position, he still pays attention to Zuoqiu Puyu's movement all the time until he sees Zuoqiu Puyu waving his hand.

Unexpectedly, more than a dozen ghost-faced men appeared out of nowhere, all in black, with a black cloak on the outside and a red cape on the outside, with different grimace masks on their faces, very hideous.

But what was even more surprising was that all these seemingly extraordinary ghost-faced men bowed their heads to greet their third prince, which made Zhao Bin feel horrified.

Zuoqiu Puyu gave a few simple instructions, and the ghost-masked men started to move, and two of them took out an extremely long rope.

It was tied around Zuoqiu Puyu's waist, and the two of them dragged one end of the rope, and Zhao Bin saw their third prince flying directly down from the cliff.

But the two people who were pulling the rope were extremely steady on their feet, standing on the steep cliff without moving a bit.

On the one hand, it can be seen that the martial arts of the two are also behind the scenes, on the other hand, it makes Zhao Bin understand that the martial arts of their third prince is definitely not ordinary.

After a while, the ghost-masked man let go, presumably Zuoqiu Puyu had arrived at the cold pool below.

Zuoqiu Puyu followed the rope, with the help of internal strength, and went down to the bottom of the cliff in a detour, and his whole body was immersed in the cold pool.

The water in the cold pool is clear and suffused with a chilly mist, as soon as he touches the mist, he feels as if something cool has been attached to his skin, Zuoqiu Puyu frowned involuntarily .

The two feet were the first to sink into the cold pool, and suddenly a bone-piercing cold hit from the feet, and the whole body fell quietly.

Even a person with profound skills like Zuoqiu Puyu couldn't help but shudder. If he hadn't experienced it himself, it would be hard to imagine that in such a midsummer, there would be a coldness comparable to that of winter.

(End of this chapter)

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