Chapter 269 The Sick and Vicious Soldier and His Iron-Blooded and Cold-Faced General 48
Chapter 269 The Sick and Vicious Soldier and His Iron-Blooded and Cold-Faced General 48
Outside the city gate.
"Qi Jiangliu, you must keep your promise to us, otherwise..."
A sturdy man with shoulders broader than those of two adult men rode on horseback, looking solemnly at the person in front of him.
The Eighth Prince looked at the man in white armor on the city gate with a cold gaze, and said in a cold voice: "Don't worry, as long as you help me take back my kingdom, Khan, let alone ten cities, I can give you any treasure you want."
The Khan said loudly, "I have heard that the Ghost Rakshasa and the King of Hell are both in the capital. I want a higher price. I want fifteen cities and ten million taels of gold."
The Eighth Prince's eyes darkened, but he still nodded: "We have cooperated before, have I ever neglected you once?"
The Khan thought for a moment, then nodded: "That's true, but I don't think you would dare."
The eighth prince clenched his hands on the reins, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
The Khan did not notice his expression, and said with a smug look on his face: "But don't worry, I am here, no matter it is the demon or the King of Hell, they will all die under my sword!"
The Eighth Prince felt a little annoyed, but he didn't show it on the surface and nodded.
Finally, they arrived at the city gate. As soon as the army stopped, they heard someone on the city gate say, "Eighth Prince, you are alive but you did not return to Tianqi. Instead, you ran away to collude with the Turks. The army is pressing down at the city gate. Do you know your crime?"
The Eighth Prince raised his eyes to look at the person on the city gate and met the eyes of the man with a cold expression.
At this time, the person next to the indifferent man continued to shout: "If you lay down your weapons now and submit to Tianqi, His Majesty will naturally give you a lighter punishment. But if you are stubborn and still want to collude with the Turks, don't blame Tianqi for being rude to you!"
The eighth prince stared at the man on the city wall who was wearing white armor and had a delicate face.
The day he wanted to kill him was a bit far away, and it was also night, so naturally he couldn't see Jiang Yunci's appearance clearly, but he also knew that Jiang Yunci was good-looking. After all, his looks were well-known in the capital, but...
But I never thought it would be so beautiful.
"Who is that man in white on the city wall?"
Hearing a malicious question suddenly come to his ears, the Eighth Prince paused for a moment, then came to his senses, turned his gaze away from the people on the city wall, and glanced at the Khan beside him who was looking at the city wall greedily.
The Khan's beard flew up because of his laughter. He stared at the man on the wall and shouted: "I want this man!"
His voice was very loud. Xiao Xiechuan, who had planned the tactics well, heard these words as soon as he reached the city gate. His eyes quickly turned cold, and a scarlet color appeared in his eyes. He looked at the person who spoke, and his black eyes were full of murderous intent.
Khan suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He shrank his neck unconsciously, then subconsciously turned his eyes to look at the man in black who had appeared next to the man in white at some point.
The black-clothed man's eyes were as cold as ice that had not melted for thousands of years. Their eyes were unfathomable and bottomless. There was a hint of bloodthirstiness in his cold eyes, as if they were about to burst out at any time, making people tremble with fear.
The smile on Khan's face faded away slowly and unconsciously, the hand holding the sword slowly exerted some strength, and the whole person entered a defensive state.
No one on either side moved, as if they were all ferocious leopards hunting, waiting for their prey to come out.
Ji Bai stood on the city wall and waited for a while, but he didn't hear any reply from the Eighth Prince, so he slowly raised his hand.
Everyone's eyes were on him. Suddenly, he bent his hand slightly, a horn sounded, and the city gate was suddenly opened. Thousands of soldiers with shields on their heads poured out of the city gate under the blood-red setting sun. Under the powerful and loud horns, the shouts of the black horses shook the earth!
"kill--!!"
A deafening sound of horse hooves came from afar and the ground was shaking. The bright armor was flashing with dazzling luster, and the jagged swords were piercing the sky, emitting a sharp cold light!
"Keng——"
The two armies met, their swords and spears collided, making a sharp sound.
Ji Bai took the silver spear and looked back, only to notice that Xiao Xiechuan was no longer beside him.
He subconsciously looked towards the city gate and saw Xiao Xiechuan riding his horse towards the enemy leader.
Anyone who tried to stop him was stabbed in the throat by his sword and died instantly.
Ji Bai paused for a moment, then covered his body with a divine power. He then turned around and walked down the city wall. He raised his hand to grab the reins, climbed onto the horse, shook the reins, and clamped his legs hard on the horse's belly.
After a neigh, a loud sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out, and a man and a horse quickly rushed out of the city gate and joined the battlefield.
818 stood by and cheered him up, and from time to time he would run to the Eighth Prince and make faces: [You are dead, you are definitely dead! ]
Then he ran to Xiao Xiechuan's side, watching him force the Khan to retreat again and again, unable to find a point to attack. He looked even more mocking, and couldn't help but kick him a few times: [Bad guy! How dare you set your sights on my boss! You should first ask my big evil brother if he is willing! ]
Ji Bai could hear 818 mumbling: ........
818 clapped his hands on the side, with a sinister look on his face: [Big evil brother! Beat him up! Take out his kidneys! Dig out his heart!!!]
Ji Bai took the half-blackened 818 back into his mind and warned it not to come out before turning his attention to the enemy troops rushing towards him.
At first, when Khan looked at the man running towards him, he thought he was just a young boy and he could chop him into pieces with just a slight raise of his knife. But after the two of them exchanged two moves, he immediately reacted.
He was definitely no match for the man with the sinister black eyes in front of him.
He tried to get away quickly, but the man was more than twice as fast as him!
He could accurately predict his next move, respond quickly, and force him to retreat uncontrollably.
At this time, the Khan had only received four or five moves from Xiao Xiechuan, but his breathing was unstable, and even the hand holding the big knife was shaking uncontrollably.
But looking at Xiao Xiechuan on the other hand, his breathing was steady, his eyes were fierce, and his aura was becoming more and more terrifying, like the King of Hell who crawled out of hell to decide life and death, with murderous intent surging in his pupils.
Khan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he suddenly remembered who the young boy who rushed directly in front of him was.
It was the King of Hell Xiao Xiechuan, whose reputation spread throughout the world in just half a year!
He had never seen him and had only heard of him, but he always felt that what people outside said was too exaggerated. He was just a young boy in his twenties, how could he have such ability? The reason why he was defeated by him was entirely because of his own lack of strength.
So this time, he only arranged a square formation to target the Ghost Rakshasa and did not take him seriously at all.
But now, every blow and every sword of Xiao Xiechuan was telling him that he would die because of his own arrogance!
The Khan was really worried now.
But as he was experienced in the battlefield, he quickly calmed down, staring at the man in front of him with hawk-like eyes, trying to find his flaws.
A minute later he nearly collapsed.
Son of a bitch! He has no flaws at all!!!
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