Abandoned Prince: Summon the Sword God at the beginning

"Uncle, let me duel with Lord Luo!"

The whole audience burst into laughter, except for the group of beautiful warriors under Zhao Ling. They did not laugh. Each of them had a hint of sadness in their eyes.

If Young Master Zhao Ling dies in the duel, they will follow him.

It's not just because he is the legitimate grandson of the Zhao family, but also because he cares about them. He doesn't treat them as his subordinates, but as good sisters.

He even stood up to protect them, which touched them. The beautiful warriors are also women. Girls always have their moments of love, and true love is revealed in times of crisis. This kind of emotion will add a beautiful color to the relationship between master and servant.

That is the color of love. In the snowy field of the border town, love fills the air with the scent of gardenia.

"Ling'er, you are no match for Prince Luo, don't take the risk!" Zhao Jinniu whispered to Zhao Ling.

"Uncle, if I lose, you can take them away, even if you take them to the enemy country, the Mongol Khanate. I don't want them to die with me.

They are still so young, at the age of flowers, they shouldn't die with me, a poor young master from a noble family. Not only should they survive, but you also have to promise me that you will find a good home for them."

When the girls heard that the young master had entrusted his last affairs to them, they all knelt down and begged him not to go to the duel.

At this time, Zhenxi King Luo Wenyuan had already lost his patience. If this continued, the hunting operation would become a one-man show for the Orphan of Zhao.

Luo Wenyuan said loudly: "I agree to fight, but I won't fight with a kid. If it gets out, how can my dignity be preserved? If I hurt Master Zhao Ling, the emperor will also blame me.

Your Majesty's order was to escort him to the capital, but he didn't tell me to transport a dead body to the capital!"

Zhao Ling was too excited just now. He screamed with a sharp pain and bright red blood flowed out from near his dantian, and the bleeding would not stop.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in the dantian, and the beautiful warrior Tan Yue standing by was stunned. Zhao Jinniu also witnessed the whole process.

After all, the old ones are the most experienced. After a moment of silence, he took his nephew's pulse.

He was stunned for a while, then he took his nephew's hand and said loudly, "Ling'er, you are indeed a martial arts genius. Uncle really underestimated you. It seems that my Zhao family has a chance to revive! It's time to end my game with old man Luo Wenyuan."

"Martial arts genius? Uncle, you must be kidding! My Dantian has been destroyed, and it is impossible for me to practice martial arts. The miracle just now may be my last masterpiece." Zhao Ling said dejectedly.

"Ling'er, uncle will talk to you about this later." Zhao Jinniu said mysteriously.

"Uncle, what game are you playing with the King of Zhenxi?" Zhao Ling expressed his doubts.

Zhao Jinniu smiled and said, "Ling'er, be patient, you will know in a moment. I have held off the old thief Luo for long enough, and it is time for Luo's people to report the news!"

Zhao Ling seemed to understand something from Zhao Jinniu's strange eyes, and she thought that Luo Wenyuan's situation would be very bad.

Sure enough, a soldier of the Zhenxi Army rode his horse and galloped towards the flag of the King of Zhenxi. If it wasn't for extremely urgent military information, the messenger wouldn't dare to do so.

After hearing the news from the messenger, Zhenxi King Luo Wenyuan almost fell off his horse. He grabbed the collar of the messenger and shouted, "Why did you report such important military information to me just now? Have you forgotten my twenty-one military rules?"

"Military regulations stipulate that anyone who delays military operations will be executed. I dare not forget this. After the outer city fell, I risked my life to break out of the encirclement and report the news to the prince. I did not delay for a moment!" the messenger pleaded painfully.

Luo Wenyuan was furious. He drew his sword and killed the messenger. He shouted, "All soldiers, listen to my orders. Retreat quickly and defend the inner city to resist the sneak attack of the Mongols."