strictlysupreme Chapter 117 Death of the Princess!
Chapter 117 Death of the Princess!
"Your Highness, it's bad, our people were attacked outside the city!"
In the early morning, Chu Ning, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened from his sleep.
Chu Ning was furious when he heard this: "Who dares to take action against my food? How many people are there?"
The guard shook his head. "It's too dark, we can't see how many people there are, but judging by the sound, there should be several thousand of them. Now the workers are fleeing in all directions, and Captain Guan is leading his brothers to resist the attack."
Thousands of people?
Chu Ning sneered: "Just a few thousand people dare to covet my food. Come, immediately gather everyone in the palace to rush to support!
Also, notify Miss Feng and ask her to mobilize the 10,000 prisoners to follow."
At the command, the palace suddenly became lively, and the fifty people who stayed in the palace to protect Chu Ning immediately followed Chu Ning on horseback out of the city.
Among them were Ran Ming, who had no house of his own and had always lived in the palace, and Zhao Yu, who provided close protection for Chu Ning.
More than fifty people galloped on their horses, leaving Kyoto City in the blink of an eye and rushing to the scene of the incident.
Under the pitch-black night, horses galloped, dust flew, and more than fifty people passed by like a sharp sword.
Ran Ming followed behind Chu Ning, his face full of murderous intent: "Whoever dares to steal the prince's food, I will twist off his head and use it as a chamber pot!"
Ran Ming was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by someone. He was filled with anger.
Although Zhao Yu didn't say anything, a hint of murderous intent appeared on his face!
Food is their biggest reliance when they go to the front line this time. If it is taken away, not only will they not be able to resist the troops of Zhao, but the soldiers of Chu will not even welcome them.
Tonight, we must capture the group of people who stole the food.
With anger and murderous intent, everyone galloped on horseback for more than ten miles in one breath and came to an open area.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, flames suddenly appeared in front of them. Judging from the shape of the flames, it was obvious that a group of people were blocking the way.
Zhao Yu had a slender figure and as a martial artist had very good eyesight, so he was the first to notice there was someone in front of him.
"Your Highness, someone is blocking the way ahead!" Zhao Yu reminded in a deep voice.
Chu Ning frowned: "Slow down and keep your distance. Zhao Yu, go and see who is on the other side."
"Yes!" Zhao Yu responded and immediately rode forward.
However, before Zhao Yu could reach the other party, a sweet laugh came from a distance: "Chu Ning, tonight is the day you die!"
Zhao Yu's face changed drastically, and he quickly shouted behind him: "Your Highness, it's Princess Zhao!"
Chu Ning narrowed his eyes, and a cold look flashed across his face: "Zhao Feiyan!"
As he was speaking, Zhao Feiyan rode up on horseback with two hundred men.
Although it was dark, Chu Ning could clearly see that the other side were all cavalry, and they were wearing heavy armor!
"Zhao Feiyan!"
Chu Ning frowned: "I remember that all the horses and armors of your soldiers were lost to me. Where did they get these things?"
Zhao Feiyan raised her lips slightly, and a hint of playfulness appeared on her delicate face: "In your Great Chu, this princess still has friends!
Of course, you have no way of knowing, because you will die here tonight."
She had two hundred men behind her, while Chu Ning had only fifty. The difference in military strength between the two sides was four times!
What's more, the soldiers of the Great Zhao behind her are all experienced warriors, and they will definitely be able to quickly kill the mob behind Chu Ning!
Chu Ning looked at Zhao Feiyan who was confident of winning. There was no panic on his face. Instead, he said calmly: "Since Princess Feiyan is so confident, Bufan, please tell me the name of that person!"
"You've already said that I will die here tonight. Why don't you tell me about that person since you still owe me 100,000 taels of silver?"
As he spoke, Chu Ning took out an IOU from his sleeve.
It was the IOU that Zhao Feiyan wrote on the day of Chu Ning’s engagement!
This damn guy actually carried his IOU with him.
Zhao Feiyan's face instantly turned red with anger. She suddenly drew the sword from her waist with both hands and roared:
"If you want to know who provided the war horses, go to hell and ask the King of Hell. Kill them!"
At the command, Zhao Feiyan led the troops and rode her horse towards Chu Ning.
Zhao Yu's expression changed slightly: "Protect His Majesty!"
After saying this, he wanted to rush out to stop Zhao Feiyan.
Unexpectedly, he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him, and someone actually took action before him.
Zhao Yu was stunned, turned around and saw that it was Ran Ming.
"You protect His Highness well, I will go over and fight them!"
Leaving a word behind, Ran Ming took the lead, swung the halberd in his hand, and stopped Zhao Feiyan.
At the same time, the guards behind Chu Ning also rushed over.
Zhao Yu hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not ride his horse to catch up. Instead, he came to Chu Ning's side to prevent a sneak attack.
Chu Ning's martial arts skills are not good, and the other side has a large number of people. Once someone comes to kill him, it will be too late to go back for help. The best way is to stay with Chu Ning.
Chu Ning shook his head when he saw this: "If you let Ran Ming go, Zhao Feiyan might not survive."
"Well...how about I go and replace Ran Ming now?" Zhao Yu asked tentatively.
But Chu Ning shook his head: "No need, that guy is just a bull. Now that he has gone up, it is almost impossible to replace him."
As they were talking, the hands of both parties collided.
Ran Ming swung the halberd in his hand fiercely at Zhao Feiyan, but Zhao Feiyan sneered and turned her horse to avoid him.
Unexpectedly, the halberd was heavier than a thousand pounds. It smashed the ground so hard that it cracked. The powerful shock force sent the warhorse and Zhao Feiyan flying into the air.
Zhao Feiyan was horrified. She didn't expect the person in front of her to have such great strength. Shocked, she quickly used force to hold the horse down.
Who knew that at this moment, a long spear would sweep over!
Zhao Feiyan was forced into a corner and had no choice but to swing the sword in her hand to block!
"Qiang!"
The halberd hit the sword, and the powerful force sent Zhao Feiyan flying. The huge force made Zhao Feiyan's hands numb, and she couldn't even hold the sword.
"Clang" the sharp sword fell to the ground.
Zhao Feiyan flew backwards, but Ran Ming did not give her a chance to live. He swept the long spear in his hand, and more than a dozen soldiers of the Great Zhao who came to rescue were swept away, screaming in pain.
Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, Ran Ming rode his horse to catch up with Zhao Feiyan and smashed her hard with his halberd.
Zhao Feiyan, who was in mid-air, was shocked and her face turned extremely pale. She immediately endured the pain in her body and suddenly turned her body to avoid the fatal blow.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ran Ming rode his horse closer, formed his left hand into a claw, and fiercely grabbed Zhao Feiyan's slender neck.
"Do not……"
Amidst Zhao Feiyan's miserable screams, Ran Ming suddenly exerted force with his left hand and actually broke her neck alive!
With a sudden and strong pull, Zhao Feiyan's head was pulled off, and the bright red blood sprayed all over Ran Ming's face!
Zhao Feiyan's headless body suddenly fell to the ground, and blood like a column continued to spurt out from the severed head.
"Hahahaha, what a great Princess of Chu, she still died in my hands!"
Ran Ming held Zhao Feiyan's head and laughed loudly towards the sky.
This scene shocked all the soldiers of the Great Zhao. They never dreamed that their princess would be killed in this way!
Chu Ning rolled his eyes.
He knew that anything Ran Ming did would be bad.
Now that Zhao Feiyan has been killed, who should he ask for the 100,000 taels of silver?
Shaking his head, Chu Ning waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and take care of them, we still have to rush to rescue them!"