After I got into the drama, I led the plot astray

Xiao Huihui seemed to understand, and hurriedly walked to the side and stood next to the wall. His eyes rolled around and he looked around vigilantly.

Zhao Zhenyuan saw Xiao Huihui walking away, waved the silver spear in his hand, and said coldly: "You bastards, prepare to die."

Zhao Zhenyuan's martial arts skills were extremely high, and he had fought for many years and had crawled out from a pile of corpses. All of his moves were deadly, without any fancy moves. In addition, he absorbed all my internal strength, which was even stronger than his own. The two forces merged together. It can be said that he can now ignore anyone in the world.

The remaining dozen guards plus five or six secret guards, watching Zhao Zhenyuan swinging his spear, could not help but feel panic in their hearts. Zhao Zhenyuan was named the Great War God by the world, and this title was not for nothing. The fierce Xihe Kingdom would tremble when hearing Zhao Zhenyuan's name, not to mention the Beixiang Kingdom, which rarely fought and had little combat capability.

These guards and secret guards could not help but step back several steps, their hands holding the weapons shaking all the time.

Zhao Zhenyuan waved his spear and shouted, "Accept my fate!"

A cold light flashed, and a red mark appeared on the necks of these guards and secret guards. The red mark was extremely thin, and before these people could react, the red mark was washed open by the blood, turning it into a big gash. After a "plop" sound, these people all fell to the ground, dying with their eyes open.

Zhao Zhenyuan's martial arts was so terrifying that the silver-white spear seemed to be integrated with his body. As soon as he had the thought, the spear immediately went towards the target. After only a short while, the road from the Daming Hall to the palace gate was stained with blood.

Xiao Huihui followed Zhao Zhenyuan very sensibly, and walked very carefully, for fear that if he ran too fast he would throw me off.

Zhao Zhenyuan didn't know how many people he killed. From the Daming Hall to the palace gate, there were corpses piled up. No matter if they were guards, secret guards, eunuchs or palace maids, as long as they appeared in front of him, Zhao Zhenyuan did not let them go.

The remaining people in the palace had already been frightened out of their wits. They hid in their houses and trembled, and never dared to appear in front of Zhao Zhenyuan again.

As soon as Zhao Zhenyuan appeared in front of the palace gate, a carriage drove over from a corner. The driver jumped off the carriage, walked to Zhao Zhenyuan, knelt down, and saluted respectfully, "Marshal Zhao, I am Huo Ming, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards. I am here on behalf of Lord Gongsun to meet the marshal and the second young master."

Zhao Zhenyuan was so angry that his eyes turned red. He had not eaten for many days, so his throat was dry and hoarse. He looked at Huo Ming coldly, opened his mouth and said slowly: "Where is Lord Gongsun now?"

Huo Ming said, "Lord Gongsun sent someone to deliver a letter to the King of Beixiang yesterday, and agreed to exchange the Crown Prince of Beixiang for the Marshal in the Black Forest outside the city today. However, Lord Gongsun knew that the King of Beixiang was cunning and would definitely not let the Marshal go easily, so he sent his subordinates to find an opportunity to enter the palace to rescue the Marshal. However, the Second Young Master said that he would go to the palace to rescue the Marshal himself. He had a way to sense the Marshal's location. Lord Gongsun could not persuade the Second Young Master, so he had to let the Second Young Master enter the palace and sent his subordinates to guard the palace gate to meet the Second Young Master and the Marshal."

Zhao Zhenyuan did not believe Huo Ming. The reason why he was arrested was that one of the twenty cavalrymen he brought with him turned out to be a traitor. They put muscle softening powder in his food, making him unable to move. The other cavalrymen were all killed, leaving him alone to be tortured to a state worse than death.

Although Zhao Zhenyuan didn't believe Huo Ming, his internal strength had greatly increased, and killing Huo Ming was just a matter of raising his hand, so he said: "Carry the second young master onto the carriage, and we will rush to the Black Forest immediately."

"Yes, Marshal." Huo Ming quickly stood up, walked to Xiao Huihui and was about to reach out to hug me, but Xiao Huihui took a step back vigilantly and stared at Huo Ming. If Huo Ming took another step forward, Xiao Huihui would definitely kick his legs and glare at Huo Ming.

Zhao Zhenyuan said: "Don't worry, he can't hurt your master."

Xiao Huihui glanced at Zhao Zhenyuan, then stopped attacking and asked Huo Ming to carry me down and put me on the carriage.

Huo Ming's heart was pounding with fear when he saw the blood on my face, but he dared not say anything. After settling me down, he took out a horse bag and a rice ball and handed them to Zhao Zhenyuan, saying, "This is the food that Lord Gongsun ordered his subordinates to prepare for the marshal. Lord Gongsun guessed that the marshal must not have enough food in prison. The marshal should eat something while it's hot to fill his stomach."

Zhao Zhenyuan said: "Master Gongsun's guess is correct. Not to mention a full meal, we haven't even had a sip of water in these days."

After Zhao Zhenyuan finished speaking, he opened the horse bag, tilted his head back and gulped down a big gulp of water. Then he ate the meal in a few mouthfuls, and drank up all the water in the horse bag before throwing the horse bag back to Huo Ming.

He is now not afraid of someone poisoning his food, because with his current internal strength, all poisons can be expelled from the body.

After drinking some water and eating some food, Zhao Zhenyuan felt much better. He climbed onto Xiao Huihui's horse and said, "Let's go to the Black Forest."

Zhao Zhenyuan saw that there were several people staring at them closely in the dark, but they did not come forward. They were probably the secret guards sent by Gongsun Wen to protect A'man in secret.

Zhao Zhenyuan didn't say anything. He just pinched the horse's belly and Xiao Huihui ran out.

A horse like Xiao Huihui that can understand human language does not need a whip. Just give the command and it will complete the task excellently.

Zhao Zhenyuan escorted the carriage and left the palace in a grand manner. No one dared to step forward to stop him.

When he arrived at the city gate, he found it closed, but he could not see any of the gatekeepers. They were probably afraid of death, so they only dared to close the gate and hide themselves.

Huo Ming was about to get off the carriage to open the city gate, but Zhao Zhenyuan said coldly, "You don't need to get off the carriage. Just be careful if someone shoots an arrow and hurts Ah Man."

When Huo Ming heard this, he quickly grasped the sword in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

Zhao Zhenyuan looked at the city gate, smiled coldly, then injected his internal energy into the spear, and then swung the spear towards the city.

Huo Ming only heard a sharp "buzzing" sound of air flow, and the heavy city gate was actually pierced with a big hole by the spear, and then the crack continued to expand, and finally with a "boom", the whole city gate collapsed to the ground and turned into a pile of broken wood chips!

Huo Ming was stunned and turned to look at Zhao Zhenyuan in disbelief. This is not the God of War, but should be a god in heaven. This, this, this internal strength is so terrifyingly strong.

Zhao Zhenyuan ignored the shock in Huo Ming's eyes. He raised his hand slightly, and the spear flew back into his hand as if it had eyes. He said coldly, "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

At this time, the surroundings were terribly quiet, even the whistling sound of the wind stopped, as if it was afraid of offending this god and being poked a big hole in it by his gun.