The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

"Hu Hetong, you know that I came to Guiyun Mansion, but you did not come to pay homage and greet me, which is a crime of treason. You are here to plot to assassinate the last king, intending to rebel, but now you are accusing me of rebellion. Haha, you are really stupid. Do I need to rebel as the crown prince?"

"I killed a minister of yours with ill intentions, and you dare to accuse me of rebellion? Do you think you are worthy of it?"

At this point, Jiang Fan shouted coldly, looked around and said: "King Qin Jiang Fan is here. Hu He agrees to the rebellion. Anyone who insists on his own way and wants to rebel with him will be killed without mercy! If you don't want to die, put down your weapons and surrender, otherwise... die!"

As soon as Jiang Fan said this, the rebellious Wu Jing army hesitated for a moment, and several generals beside Hu Hetong also had flickering eyes.

They had originally made up their minds to fight to the end with Hu Hetong, but they never expected that Jiang Fan would suddenly break in and almost one-sidedly massacre their Wu Jingjun. They were already scared!

Now, Jiang Fan’s words made them even more hesitant.

Seeing that these people were about to be persuaded by Jiang Fan, Hu Hetong suddenly shouted coldly: "Don't listen to him, we have the upper hand. Now that it has come to this, do you think there is still a way out if you surrender now? Kill him... Wealth and glory are waiting for us. If we don't kill him, there is only death waiting for us! Everyone, come together! Kill him!"

Hu Hetong's instigation made those who wanted to surrender suddenly start to waver.

They seem to be at a disadvantage at the moment, but Jiang Fan only brought a thousand people. Can these thousand people really deal with their four thousand people?

Not to mention, there may be more than four thousand people later!

But just as they were thinking this, thousands of troops rushed towards this side from the four city gates. Seeing this, Hu Hetong and several of his generals were overjoyed.

They knew that the 90,000 Wujing troops in the four city gates were being mobilized to attack Jiang Fan's 10,000-strong army.

At the same time, four thousand Wujing troops also arrived in front of Hu Hetong and protected him tightly. Looking at their posture, they were really ready to follow Hu Hetong to the end!

On the other side, the remaining six thousand people began to surround Jiang Fan's thousand men, and were about to complete the encirclement of Jiang Fan's thousand men.

Looking through the collapsed wall of the City Lord's Mansion at the 6,000 Wujing troops approaching, Hu Hetong's face became even happier.

Although Jiang Fan's sudden and violent attack frightened him, the current situation clearly showed that he had a huge advantage.

He was glad that Jiang Fan would break up so quickly, which would save him a lot of nonsense. He only needed to kill Jiang Fan and his 1,000 men here.

As for the remaining nearly 10,000 troops, they will be left to the rest of the Wujing Army!

But just when he thought he had victory in his grasp, suddenly, there were bursts of banging sounds coming from behind the six thousand people, and then countless people fell down like wheat being cut.

At the same time, countless objects fell among the six thousand people. Before they could understand what was happening, they were killed and injured heavily by the explosion.

Then he heard shouts and screams, and then he saw from afar cavalry charging behind the 6,000 men. Countless Wujing soldiers were chopped down and flew away. The Wujing soldiers were caught off guard by the sudden attack and fell into chaos in the blink of an eye.

Not only that, the thousand people on Jiang Fan's side raised the long sticks in their hands, and a burst of fire came out from the front end of the sticks.

Hu Hetong found that his trusted soldiers in front of him were falling one by one. Before the enemy even got close, they were being slaughtered one-sidedly.

Seeing this scene, the Wujing Army was left with only fear and despair in their eyes. With four thousand against one thousand, they had lost their momentum to the enemy.

This was not over yet. Hundreds of people from the white-robed army on the opposite side suddenly rushed over. As their horses galloped, their long swords slashed down, and countless Wujing soldiers were killed.

Even if they wanted to resist, they were eventually killed with a single blow of the sword, or shot to death on the spot by hidden weapons shot from long sticks.

Fear finally showed on Hu Hetong's smug face. He thought that the attack was foolproof, but he didn't expect that all the advantages he saw were so insignificant in front of Jiang Fan.

Four thousand men were killed by the enemy, leaving less than two thousand, while the white-robed army on the opposite side suffered no casualties.

The 6,000 Wujing troops who came to support were also killed directly, and the remaining people were frightened and fled without even a trace of their figures could be seen.

"Your Highness the Prince of Qin... I surrender... I surrender..." Seeing this scene, Hu Hetong finally couldn't hold it in anymore and started begging for mercy.

Because he had seen that it was not only Jiang Fan's white-robed army, but also the remaining army of at least 2,000 people who surrounded him. He only had about 1,000 people left on his side.

He knew that if he continued to fight, he would only die. He only hoped that Jiang Fan would spare his life because of his plea for mercy. Everything could still be worked out later.

However, just as he said this, he heard a cold shout: "Hu Hetong, do you think you can survive today?"

Following this angry shout, Chu Chengxiong stood out from the crowd and rushed towards Hu Hetong on the opposite side on his horse. Nearly a hundred white-robed soldiers followed behind him, and Chu Chengrui also followed beside him.

He held his sword in hand and mounted his horse, killing the enemies almost in half wherever he passed.

None of the Wujing soldiers standing in front of Hu Hetong could match the Chu brothers. Chu Chengxiong rushed to Hu Hetong in an instant. He swung his long sword and chopped at Hu Hetong's neck.

Seeing this, Hu Hetong quickly drew his sword to block, but just as his sword blocked Chu Chengxiong's sword, it was cut in two. The sword slashed across his neck in the blink of an eye.

Hu Hetong only saw his head soaring into the sky and rolling down in the distance. All that remained in his mind was a feeling of regret.

He never expected that Jiang Fan would not act according to common sense. He led his troops to attack this imperial general who had not yet shown any rebellious intentions, without giving him any chance and killed him directly.

As for the remaining generals, they were so frightened that they fell to their knees and begged for mercy. They were frightened by Chu Chengxiong's bravery and no longer had any intention of resisting.

They hated Hu Hetong in their hearts, but were also shocked by Jiang Fan's decisiveness. If Jiang Fan had been reasonable, it would probably be Jiang Fan who would have died today.

Unfortunately, even if they knelt down and begged for mercy, Chu Chengxiong had no intention of letting these people go. Wherever the Mo Dao passed, several generals were killed by him and Chu Chengrui.

As for the remaining soldiers, Chu Chengxiong did not kill them when he saw that they did not resist.

"Put down your weapons and surrender... otherwise, I will kill you..." Jiang Fan's cold voice sounded again.

As soon as he said this, the trembling Wujing Army soldiers immediately dropped their weapons and surrendered. The battle here was completely settled.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan said to Chu Chengxiong, "Take the heads of Hu Hetong and his trusted generals with you and follow me to quell the rebellion..."

Upon hearing this, Chu Chengxiong immediately ordered people to pick up the heads of Hu Hetong and others.

At the same time, shouts and cries of killing were heard from the four city gates. The shouts and cries were loudest at the east gate. The shouts and cries at the other three city gates were very quiet!