Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

Countless figures, like ghosts, appeared without any warning.

They were well-equipped and full of murderous intent. Wherever they went, they attacked the elite troops of the imperial court without any hesitation.

Faced with this sudden change, these elite officials of the imperial court were obviously confused and did not even come to their senses.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!!!"

Finally, when some of the court's elite were beheaded on the spot, everyone came to their senses. They shouted loudly and prepared to resist.

However, when they saw clearly the enemy coming towards them, their whole bodies trembled violently, and then they couldn't help shaking.

There were hundreds of them all over the mountains!

They looked ferocious and murderous.

Some people could even clearly see that the eyes of the person opposite them were filled with blood, as if he was a demon walking out of hell. Just one glance was enough to completely suppress their breath.

This is the Zhenbei Army!

That’s right, at this time the elite of the imperial court finally reacted.

They just killed a hundred Zhenbei Army soldiers at the cost of three hundred men, but how many Zhenbei Army soldiers are there now! ?

Five hundred or eight hundred! ?

They didn't know, but everyone knew that facing such a large number of Zhenbei Army, they had no room to fight back. The only thing they could do was surrender.

However, when this thought flashed through their minds, they discovered that the leading officer had already given the order to fight to the death!

On the one hand, he sent someone back to pass on a message that as long as the reinforcements arrived, the final fate of the Zhenbei Army would be death.

Thinking of this, everyone could only grit their teeth. If they surrendered now, the situation would only get worse.

Now it all depends on who has the toughest luck. As long as they can hold out until the reinforcements arrive, everything can be readjusted.

Unfortunately, when those elite imperial troops who were preparing to go back for help turned around, they found that their retreat route had already been blocked!

This place has been completely surrounded.

These elite imperial troops who came for help were the first to be killed, and the one who did it was none other than Zhou Ping!

He did not dare to be negligent along the way, in the hope of arriving here as soon as possible, in the hope that some of the Zhenbei Army would survive.

However, looking around, the mountains and plains were filled with the corpses of the Zhenbei Army.

When it seemed that the only ones left alive were the elite of the imperial court, they knew that they were still too late.

Since they are late, Zhou Ping and the Zhenbei Army will only do one thing, and that is revenge!

He wanted to kill all of these so-called elite troops of the imperial court without leaving a single one alive, and use their lives to avenge the one hundred brothers who died in the Zhenbei Army.

And those who came with him were also the elite of the Zhenbei Army.

Looking around, they saw countless corpses without heads, and the moment those heads were neatly arranged, their mentality completely collapsed.

Because some of these faces are familiar to them, all of them are elite members of the Zhenbei Army who have fought through life and death with them.

Unexpectedly, when they met again, he had been placed in the center of attention by the court officials.

They can't even die in peace!

Thinking of this, all the Zhenbei Army felt a sudden shock in their hearts. The murderous intent that was rising into the sky turned into countless tornadoes at this moment, directly shattering the clouds above.

They didn't care about anything else. There was only one word in their eyes, and that was kill!

They only did one thing, and that was to completely wipe out these bastards and let them know that the most wrong thing they had ever done in their lives was to attack the Zhenbei Army.

At this moment, in the Zhenbei Army in front, a figure also released a strong fighting spirit and murderous intent!

He is Zhou Zheng!

Zhou Zheng drew his sword and mounted his horse, and regardless of everything, he rushed directly into the group of elite troops of the imperial court.

These elite troops of the imperial court were all formed from local powerful people. How could they know Zhou Zheng and how could they recognize him?

But after Zhou Zheng killed several people, they realized that this man was no simple man.

Zhou Zheng didn't care about anything else and didn't think about fighting, because he knew that there was no way these two hundred people could survive.

Until when Zhou Zheng saw this monk, veins bulged on his face.

He knew that the reason why these Zhenbei troops had fallen into such a state was that the elite troops of the imperial court had paid a huge price.

They would rather die in disarray than compromise, give up, or run away.

This is the soul of the Zhenbei Army, and these are the soldiers that Zhou Zheng truly respects.

Until, Zhou Zheng caught a glimpse of the last elite soldier of the Zhenbei Army who was still breathing.

His chest was still rising and falling slightly, obviously, he was still alive.

At this moment, Zhou Zheng was somewhat excited.

Ignoring the battle around him, he appeared directly in front of the last surviving soldier of the Zhenbei Army.

However, when he saw the appearance of the Zhenbei Army in front of him, even Zhou Zheng, with his temper, couldn't help but be moved.

He was covered with scars so deep that the bones were visible, and there was almost no intact part on his body.

At this moment, blood was oozing out of his mouth uncontrollably, and he seemed to be having difficulty breathing.

But what made Zhou Zheng most uncomfortable was that there was a piece of flesh and blood next to this Zhenbei Army soldier.

That was not ordinary flesh and blood, it was a tongue, and you could tell at a glance that it was a human tongue.

The tongue had long lost its vitality, but its shape was not at all irregular, but extremely twisted, and one could even vaguely see the marks of teeth.

With just one glance, Zhou Zheng knew what was going on.

Is he forcing himself to bite his tongue to commit suicide in order to protect the soul of the Zhenbei Army? !

"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Zhou Zheng rushed to the Zhenbei Army soldier in two steps and slowly helped him up.

Feeling the extremely weak aura from this Zhenbei Army soldier, his heart was shaken.

The words that came to his ears forced the Zhenbei Army soldier to open his eyes.

It is Zhou Zheng, his majesty, and the future of the Great Zhou!

He thought it was an illusion, an illusion before death, but he clearly felt the breath of Zhou Zheng, and even heard the sound of fighting.

He knew that this was not an illusion, this was not a dream, this was not a hallucination before death.

He thought of countless possibilities, but never expected that Zhou Zheng would come to rescue him personally.

What a huge disparity between the two identities! ?

"This is a dream, right..."

Muttering to himself, the Zhenbei Army soldier smiled bitterly.

But even if this was a dream, he was satisfied, because he had never dared to imagine such a scene before.

Because of this situation, it was simply a great fortune for him.

Perhaps, this is God's reward to me.

"Don't worry, it's me, I'm here! The brothers of the Zhenbei Army are here too!"

Zhou Zheng felt distressed when he saw the blood oozing out of the mouth of Zhenbei Army.

He only felt his eyes a little moist, and his palm couldn't help but wipe the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a hint of softness and warmth on his cheek made Zhenbei Jun open his eyes suddenly.

This time, he knew it was not an illusion!

"His Majesty!?"

His voice was very vague, even difficult to hear clearly, but the excitement made this Zhenbei Army soldier seem to have a last gasp of energy.

He wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Zhou Zheng, but no matter what he did, his body seemed to not belong to him and he could not move at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm late..."

Comforting the Zhenbei Army soldier with his hands, Zhou Zheng couldn't hold back tears in his moist eyes.

The warm tears dripped onto the cheeks of the Zhenbei Army soldier, instantly calming him down.

This kind of quietness is a kind of contented peace.

"Your Majesty, thank you, thank you, thank you..."

At this moment the soldier knew that what he saw was not a dream.

To be able to die in the emperor's arms and to make the emperor cry for him, in his opinion, this was such an honor.

This kind of glory is what countless warriors hope for.

So, he is lucky.

He knew very well that he was so lucky that he no longer had to worry about anything.

After he mumbled his thanks, all his life force disappeared completely.

He had been holding on for too long, and his body had long since exceeded its limit.

However, this time, his death was quite peaceful and satisfying.

You can even see a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

There is no regret or coldness in dying this way.

Instead, there is a feeling of warmth.

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