Abandoned Prince: Summon the Sword God at the beginning

Zhao Ling tried several more times, but each time ended in failure.

Both the enemy and us had witnessed his extraordinary skills at the time. Now he was in great disgrace and was very depressed.

It turned out that he had not recovered his martial arts. His meridians had just gone backwards and he used the sword energy by mistake. As the saying goes, 'the higher you jump, the harder you fall', and it was even more painful to lose face in front of the beauties.

Magesia, the greatest philosopher of the Shenwu Continent, wrote in his famous philosophical work "Xuan Si Lu": "The greater a person's hope, the greater his disappointment."

Zhao Ling felt the same way at this moment, and the disappointed looks of his beautiful subordinates made him feel even more disappointed.

The disappearance of their magical powers reduced their hopes of escaping to the lowest level, and Zhao Ling felt that he was being teased by fate.

At this moment, Zhao Ling seemed to see that these beauties would eventually become meals for wild beasts, a burden that life could not bear.

Zhao Ling shouted, "Sisters, hurry up and get on your horses! The pursuers are coming, let's run as far as we can! Don't worry about me, just run for your lives!"

Zhao Ling did not have the ability to predict the future. He issued the order to escape only because his "supernatural power" had lost its effect. If they did not escape, they would all die here when the next wave of pursuers arrived.

Zhao Ling asked the beautiful therapist in the team to take a look at it for him, but still found nothing. He finally gave up using his once powerful skill.

Everyone stopped the partying, fell from heaven to hell, and began a new exile. I wonder when this day of displacement will end?

Zhao Ling no longer had any confidence, and he became a good-for-nothing young master again.

His family once produced a great general king, and he is the eldest grandson of the King of Saobei. If nothing unexpected happens, he will also inherit the title of prince.

But overnight, the bad news came that his grandfather and father were both dead. Soon after, the Zhao family also became rebels against the dynasty and were hunted down everywhere.

Now he is no longer the glorious grandson of a prince, and his greatest wish now is to stay alive!

As long as they are alive, there is hope! For these beautiful warriors, as long as their young master is alive, it is worth it even if they sacrifice themselves. "For the sake of sacrifice, there are great ambitions, and we dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky."

The war horses galloped across the snow, and the pursuers also came quietly. Zhenxi King Luo Wenyuan personally led the troops, and the momentum was so huge that they swept away everything like a whirlwind.

Zhao Ling's sixth sense told her that if no miracle happened, she would be doomed this time.

There is no point in escaping now. Instead of being defeated while fleeing, it is better to stop and defend. Zhao Ling asked Commander Xiaoqing to stop his luxurious carriage.

This was the first time Zhao Ling got off the carriage in a month.

King Luo Wenyuan of Zhenxi looked around and saw a handsome young man with a face as white as a silver plate getting off a luxurious carriage.

He had an extraordinary bearing and some wisdom that seemed to penetrate the true meaning of the universe, which surprised General Wang, who had seen countless people. A man as capable as Luo Wenyuan rarely had such moments of loss of composure.

Luo Wenyuan, the King of Zhenxi, always gives his subordinates a feeling of being well-prepared, and has the confidence that he can plan and everything is under control.

At this moment, the generals under the Zhenxi Army were very puzzled as to why the young man in front of them could give such a great shock to the Zhenxi King who "remained calm even when a mountain collapsed in front of him".

Clausewitz, an expert on military history of Shenwu Continent, wrote in his famous military work On War: "Before a major battle, a military commander's hesitation for even a second could lead to the loss of the entire war."

King Luo Wenyuan of Zhenxi lost his composure in front of the battlefield, which gave Xiaoqing an opportunity to seize the opportunity. She understood the principle of capturing the leader first. From the middle-aged man's clothing, behavior and the arrogance of a person who has been in a superior position for a long time, she could conclude that he was the commander of the enemy army.

Xiaoqing jumped onto her warhorse and stabbed at Zhenxi King Luo Wenyuan with her sword that could cut through iron like mud. Just as she was about to succeed, she was whipped off her horse. Several Zhenxi soldiers rushed up and captured Xiaoqing alive.

Xiao Qing's almond eyes were wide open. If looks could kill, the Zhenxi Army soldier in front of her would have died a hundred times already.

"You bunch of stinky men, let me go now, or my young master will make you live a life worse than death!"

However, these soldiers were not moved at all. They looked at their beautiful trophies with extremely lustful eyes.

The soldier named Li Agou said with a smile: "This girl is quite attractive. If the commander-in-chief can give me this beauty to play with for a night, I will be willing to die for it."

The short and fat soldier next to him said, "Bah, Li Agou, of course the Marshal should play with such a beautiful woman first, and we can have our share when the Marshal is tired of playing with her."

Li Agou suddenly realized and said, "Yes, let's ask the Marshal to play first!"

The two soldiers spoke as if they were carrying a loudspeaker. The entire Zhenxi Army could hear their conversation and burst into laughter.

When Zhenxi Wang Luo Wenyuan heard that his soldiers had imagined him to be a complete rapist, he immediately flew into a rage and shouted, "Officer in charge of punishment, listen to my order. Give these two nonsense guys thirty military sticks as a punishment."

"Marshal, please spare us. We won't dare to do that again."

King Luo Wenyuan of Zhenxi has always been strict with military orders. How could he care about the arguments of two insignificant soldiers?

The executioners, holding machetes in their hands, dragged the two brothers out of the crowd like dead dogs without saying a word, and threw them into the freezing cold snow, where they were beaten with military sticks. Soon, the sound of ghosts howling and wolves howling were heard.

At this moment, although Xiaoqing was already trapped in the enemy's hands, she felt relieved when she saw the two scoundrels being beaten with military sticks.

Xiaoqing was tied to a warhorse with ropes, and soldiers were watching her intently. It was harder for her to escape than to climb to the sky.