All the money was emptied on the way to exile, and there was too much money to spend

Xia Chan glanced at Wei Hua, whose mind had already flown to the battlefield, with a slight smile on her lips.

"So worried?"

"Of course I am worried. He is not as powerful as my sister. Why shouldn't I be worried?"

Wei Hua answered as a matter of course.

But when hearing this, people don’t know whether to cry or laugh?

Maybe from Xia Chan's perspective, she should be happy? Because Wei Hua was praising her after all.

But from Xie Wenhao's perspective, it was hard to tell whether to laugh or cry.

"Just watch first. I won't put Wen Hao in danger."

Xia Chan comforted Wei Hua.

Out of trust in her, although Wei Hua was feeling uneasy, she still suppressed the urge to rush up to help Xie Wenhao and fight two against one together.

Staring closely at the changes on the field.

Another person who was also concerned about the battle situation was the Prince of Zhennan.

Specifically, no matter which side they are on, they are all very concerned about the war situation. After all, winning or losing can affect their morale.

However, the Prince of Zhennan and the people of Mobei are concerned about different things.

He hopes that Xie Wenhao can use all his abilities and win.

Faced with the choice between his grandson and the war, he selfishly chose his grandson.

But the Prince of Zhennan also told himself that this was just this time. If he indulged his selfishness just this once, he would definitely not be merciful in the future.

A monarch who wants to unify the world and hold it firmly in his hands must rely on his own strength, not on the kindness of others.

Whether Xie Lin is qualified to be a wise ruler and whether the Xie family can become a royal family depends on their abilities.

Well, let him try out their quality.

While Prince Zhennan was thinking, the generals from Mobei lost the battle.

Xie Wenhao swept his silver spear across, knocking the man off his horse. Although he was not killed immediately, he was seriously injured and vomited blood.

There was no way to stand up and fight again.

When the soldiers on the Mobei side saw this scene, they were so angry that they almost vomited blood.

Several people came quickly, lifted the person who had fallen to the ground, and took him to the rear for rescue and treatment.

Xie Wenhao would not kill those who had lost their ability to fight.

He watched coldly from his horse as the other side carried the people back, then raised his hand and pointed at Mobei's team, asking who else would come out to fight.

Mobei suffered two consecutive defeats, which was a huge blow to them.

Before the Prince of Zhennan could say anything, his trusted subordinate, the man known as the Big Mac, galloped out of the team.

The tall man was very strong, with a long axe in his hand. When he raised it and chopped it down, it had the power to split mountains and break cliffs.

Xie Wenhao raised his spear to block, and his palms were bleeding.

Even the horse under him took several steps back with trembling hooves and was almost crushed to the ground by the huge force.

What a strong force.

After Xie Wenhao took a few steps back, he reined in his horse, and his knuckles, where blood was flowing, felt numb.

Even my arms felt numb and sore.

The hands holding the reins and the silver spear couldn't stop shaking.

It wasn't that he was afraid, but that his body was shaking instinctively.

The soldiers in Stone City were extremely distressed when they saw this scene.

Wei Hua was about to rush up to help Xie Wenhao.

On the other hand, the other Mobei army finally boosted their morale, with drums beating and shouts shaking the sky.

"I will replace General Xie."

Wang Shouquan pulled the reins and was about to go forward.

Xia Chan stretched out his hand and blocked Wang Shouquan.

"You are no match for him."

In fact, if they really had to compete in strength, none of them could match the people of Mobei.

Wang Shouquan was stunned for a moment, "Princess..."

"I'll go."

As Xia Chan finished speaking, he had already clamped his horse and moved forward.

She came to Xie Wenhao's side.

"Aunt, I..."

"It's okay, go and rest first."

Xia Chan said this and stepped forward, standing between Xie Wenhao and the Mobei strongman.

She looked at the other person with cold eyes, a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

"Let me be your opponent, come on."

The Mobei strongman narrowed his eyes and stared at Xia Chan. He stared for a long time, and suddenly opened his eyes wide. "It was you who killed three of my Mobei generals yesterday?"

"No."

Xia Chan replied with a smile.

The other party was obviously taken aback.

Before he could speak, Xia Chan had already taken the spear off the saddle, held it with one hand and pointed at the other party, "Including you, there are only four in total."

other side……

"However, four is only temporary." Xia Chan's voice was cold, but the smile on his face never stopped.

I only heard her say word by word, "If you still don't withdraw your troops and are unwilling to sign a permanent peace agreement, then I will kill you in your royal court."

"Let not a blade of grass grow in Mobei."

"What an arrogant tone!"

Before the other party could finish his words, he swung the big axe in his hand towards Xia Chan.

He thought that with his brute strength, he could cut the summer cicada in half in an instant.

But something unexpected happened.

When his huge axe came down, Xia Chan did not confront him head-on, nor did he raise his gun to block like Xie Wenhao did.

She reined in her horse and moved forward. The moment she let go, her foot stepped on the stirrup, but her body quickly leaned back on the horse's back, holding the silver spear in both hands and stabbing hard at the Mobei man's chest.

"Click..."

There was a sound, and before the axe fell on Xia Chan, the opponent's armor had been cut off by the silver spear in Xia Chan's hand.

The strong man felt a chill in his chest.

He quickly stepped back a distance.

His heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife, and his whole body was pulled at it. He tried to swing the axe again, but his heart seemed to be torn apart.

In the moment when he was stunned, Xia Chan, who was originally lying on his back on the horse, had sat up, clamped his legs around the horse's belly and pulled the horse forward. Before the opponent could react, he stabbed him again.

The silver spear pierced through the chest and into the back.

The tall man sat on the horse and subconsciously lowered his head to look at the silver spear stuck in his chest.

"you……"

As soon as he said the word "you", he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The big axe in his hand fell down, and his body as big as a mountain fell from the horse's back, hitting the ground headfirst.

This shocking change happened almost in an instant.

Whether they were from Mobei or from Stone City, they all opened their eyes and mouths wide.

They looked at the fluttering red skirt on the horse's back in disbelief, unable to believe that the bravest warrior in Mobei was killed by her like this.

In the end, it was Wei Hua who was the first to cheer.

"Sister is so awesome!"

Wei Hua clapped her hands and cheered continuously.

It was her cheers that pulled the others back from their shock.

Xia Chan ignored the overwhelming cheers. She rode her horse over to the corpse and pulled out her silver spear.

With his sword drawn and his horse erected, he stood before the army of Mobei, "If you don't retreat, this will be the only outcome."