Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 108
As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

"Did you hear that, it's the prince."

"The third prince personally fights against the general!"

This is the voice of the soldiers on Daliang's side whispering.

But when it came to Dong Han Country, the style of painting changed.

"Prince? It's a pity to meet our demigod."

"I don't know what expression the commander-in-chief will have when the prince was beheaded on the spot by our invincible demigod. I'm looking forward to it."

As for the two people on the field, Wu Jiangjia raised the big halberd in his hand with a cold expression.

"Prince? Then I will give you a good death."

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers behind him cheered, just like popular stars.

Zhao Zedu only said a word, then closed his mouth, and looked at Wu Jiangjia with all his attention.

His hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

Not fear, but excitement.

Zhao Zedu felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling.

A strange feeling never before filled every corner of my body.

The big gun he just got in his hand seemed to be integrated with him.

Looking at the enemy general rushing towards him at high speed, Zhao Zedu felt that the whole world slowed down, and he could clearly see every move of the enemy general.

Wu Jiangjia raised the halberd in his hand and stabbed towards Zhao Zedu.

When Zhao Zedu saw Wu Jiangjia's movements, his tense body suddenly relaxed.

"This opponent is too weak."

Wu Jiangjia noticed that the prince on the opposite side suddenly relaxed his body when he was approaching, and couldn't help wondering.

"Did he give up resistance?"

However, on the battlefield, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Wu Jiangjia clenched the halberd in his hand, but accelerated the speed instead.

"Then I'll send you to hell directly!"

At this moment, Zhao Zedu moved.

It was just an unremarkable shot.

Seeing this, Wang Luo turned his horse back.

He shouted loudly to the Liang Guo soldiers behind him: "Your Highness is mighty!"

The soldiers reacted quickly and shouted together: "Your Highness is mighty! Your Highness is mighty!"

At the same time, the subsequent confrontation has already had results.

Wu Jiangjia was swept away directly, the halberd in his hand was smashed into an arc, and the whole person fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, life or death is unknown.

"Big brother!" Another general who came out with Wu Jiangjia shouted and rushed out.

The weapon he uses is the same as Wu Jiangjia, a big halberd.

At this time, Donghan Country hadn't recovered from the situation on the field.

"Am I not mistaken? Lord Demigod didn't catch a single move?"

"It doesn't matter, the man who is closest to God, Master Wu Jiangyi is on the field, and he will definitely cut that prince off his horse!" Another soldier looked at Wu Jiangyi who had entered the battlefield, and said vowedly.

The surrounding soldiers of Donghan Kingdom nodded at the same time. It was obvious that the general who played behind him was stronger and they were more confident.

After Wu Jiangyi entered the arena, he didn't go directly to Zhao Zedu, but came to his elder brother first, dismounted and helped him up.

I saw the "half god" Wu Jiangjia's face was like gold paper, and he was still spitting out blood.

He grabbed Wu Jiangyi, his eyes gradually became lax, he exhaled more air than inhaled, and repeated the same character in his mouth.

Wu Jiangyi lowered his head and listened to what his elder brother said. After a while, he raised his head with red eyes.

"Revenge! Okay, big brother, I will definitely avenge you!"

When Wu Jiangjia heard this, he suddenly became agitated. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes wide, and died like that. . . .

Before dying, Wu Jiangjia's last thought was: "It's not hatred, let's go!"

But the next thing has nothing to do with him. Wu Jiangyi put his body on the ground, got on his horse, and shouted at Zhao Zedu who had been watching the excitement, "I want you to be buried with my elder brother!"

Zhao Zedu's smile was not a smile.

"Your elder brother is called General A, so are you the legendary General B?" He jokingly said to Wu Jiangyi.

Wu Jiangyi rushed towards Zhao Zedu without saying a word.

On the way of his charge, Zhao Zedu suddenly yelled at Dong Hanguo: "Is there any more? Not enough to fight, I want to fight ten!"

Wu Jiangyi was already extremely angry when he heard Zhao Zedu's words, so he couldn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, Park Zhengxiu looked at Zhao Zedu in a panic.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, several generals had already rushed out beside him.

It's their favorite thing to fight more with less. . . .

Zhao Zedu was overjoyed when he saw more people rushing over.

The blood of battle hidden deep within his body was burning fiercely.

He raised his gun to block, and pushed away Wu Jiangyi's halberd.

"Don't come here to die, you guys go together."

Seeing the sudden change in the situation on the field, Yu Chixing looked at Chen Ping worriedly: "Will the Third Highness be too trusting?"

Chen Ping didn't take it seriously: "With Wang Luo taking care of him, he's fine, General Yuchi can rest assured."

Yu Chixing didn't get the result he wanted, and looked at the field worriedly.

But soon his brows relaxed.

Facing the siege of three generals, Zhao Zedu didn't panic at all, and even seemed to be enjoying the battle.

Just like a cat seeing a ball of yarn, he played with it carefully, for fear of breaking the toy.

But from Wang Luo's point of view, Zhao Zedu's behavior is meaningful. The Overlord Spear he taught Zhao Zedu, under the catalysis of actual combat, the proficiency is improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And when Wang Luo found out that the three people on the opposite side had reached their limit, he immediately reminded Zhao Zedu.

"Stop playing, it's over."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zedu instantly changed his style of play.

Originally, although the three people on the opposite side seemed to be besieging Zhao Zedu on the surface, only the three of them knew the pain.

If you don't attack, you will die!
This was the only thing the three of them felt.

Therefore, they had no choice but to attack desperately, even though there were flaws all over their bodies, Zhao Zedu turned a blind eye to them.

When Zhao Zedu changed his style of play, the three of them felt dark. . .

Intuition told them that death was approaching them at high speed.

The first to suffer was Wu Jiangyi, known as "the man closest to God".

He was shot on the forehead by Zhao Zedu, and his whole head was smashed to pieces, like a smashed watermelon.

The two people next to them only felt a chill on their faces, as if raindrops were dripping on their faces.

Before he realized what it was, Zhao Zedu made another move, stabbing twice in a row, and the remaining two had bowl-sized holes in their chests at the same time, looking down at the wound on their chests in disbelief.

At this time, Zhao Zedu had already retracted his gun and turned his head.

There was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind him.

All four generals of Donghan Kingdom died.

Wang Luo smiled at Zhao Zedu, gestured a thumbs up, and a smile broke out on Zhao Zedu's face.

Hall's face remained unchanged, and he raised his chin at a white general beside him.

"Mars, go, I want the prince's head."

(End of this chapter)