Abandoned Prince: Summon the Sword God at the beginning

The Prince of Zhenxi left quickly under the protection of his personal soldiers. Then, the messenger shouted the order of "deploy the formation", and the Zhenxi army formed a formation in a very short time.

This battle formation surrounded Zhao Jinniu, Zhao Ling and their beautiful guards. King Zhenxi thought, "This way, they can hardly fly even if they have wings."

Zhao Jinniu was not panicked at all and just kept talking to Zhao Ling.

Zhao Jinniu asked, "Child, can you tell me what you have seen and heard from the capital to here?"

Zhao Ling said: "When the news of my grandfather and father's murder reached the Imperial Capital, the acting clan leader summoned us and told us to be careful with our words and actions. We did so, but after only a few hours, other family members began to provoke us, and the family members chose to avoid us."

Zhao Jinniu interrupted, "The other three great families wish that our Zhao family would fall sooner rather than later so that they can divide up our Zhao family's assets. They probably forgot that the aristocratic families have always been a thorn in the side of the royal family. Their fate will not be any better than our Zhao family's."

Zhao Ling said: "Uncle is right, but it's a pity that they don't understand this simple truth. The reason why my Zhao family was exterminated was because the three great families jointly accused my family of treason."

Zhao Jinniu said: "The three great families are indeed hateful, but the most hateful are the royal family. The emperor acquiesced in their actions, and the families are just accomplices."

Zhao Ling said: "But the executioners who killed my Zhao family were from aristocratic families. We have to settle this account with them, especially the Situ family, who are the most vicious to my Zhao family among the super aristocratic families in Beijing."

While Zhao Jinniu was talking to his nephew, he completely ignored the Zhenxi Army. The strange thing was that the Zhenxi Army had set up their formation but did not attack for a long time.

The King of Zhenxi was still hesitating. He was hoping to capture Zhao Ling without bloodshed. In addition, he was worried that Zhao Jinniu's troops would come to rescue him. It was rumored that he had 200,000 troops and they might be nearby. Otherwise, how could Zhao Jinniu dare to come alone to rescue his nephew?

Zhao Jinniu asked, "Nephew, how did you escape from the Imperial Capital?"

Zhao Ling said: "The family guards risked their lives to protect me as I fled the capital. The scene at that time was like a river of blood. When we escaped from the capital, most of the 'Ten Thousand Immortals' had been killed or injured. It was too tragic.

During my escape, I was crippled by another master from an aristocratic family. However, he was also severely injured by our people. We wanted to capture him, but he took the opportunity to escape. "

Zhao Ling told Uncle Jinniu about the bloody history of exile. When he heard that the Zhao family had sacrificed so many warriors, the originally carefree Zhao Jinniu couldn't help but shed tears and swore: "God, I, Zhao Jinniu, swear here: I will avenge the blood feud of the Zhao family. If I break this oath, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"

Zhao Jinniu said to Zhao Ling, "Ling'er, the Zhao family's hopes are pinned on you. The injustice that has lasted for a long time in my family will be redressed sooner or later. You must become a great hero like your father Wuji!"

Zhao Ling felt extremely ashamed, as he had been hunted all the way and sacrificed so many Zhao family blood guards and beautiful warriors, just to protect the 'eldest grandson of the Zhao family'.

After the death of Zhao Qingyun and Zhao Wuji, he, as the legitimate grandson of the Zhao family, should have been the backbone of the Zhao family. Except for today's short-lived success, he was a useless person who was unable to protect himself for the rest of the time.

If the beautiful warrior had not used her flesh and blood to buy him hope of life, he would have died long ago.

This self-blame entangled his heart like a poisonous snake, making Zhao Ling live in distress and regret.

Now, his uncle Zhao Jinniu has high hopes for him, and he feels that the burden on him is even heavier. "The road ahead is long and arduous, but I will continue to explore."