In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

Shi Zhaoyang raised his thick eyebrows. He clearly had the opportunity to kill him just now, but he just tied him up. He was puzzled:

"Why don't you chop off this general's head and claim the credit?"

Gu Wenxuan wiped the blood off his sword, signaled the warriors to take him away, and rode his horse to the army of Shi Si and Shi Shanyin.

Just now, when the Killing Flame Army was fighting against the Qingque, Shi Si, from the Dongfangwei, led another 5,000 soldiers to attack the Killing Flame Army. He saw that the Killing Flame Army was loyal and had great martial arts skills, and wanted to use them in the future, so he ordered not to kill the Killing Flame Army.

Shi Si was a veteran of many battles and had a commanding presence. His tactics and formations were much better than Li Yuanyang's. About 200 Flame-killing Soldiers were captured. One Flame-killing Soldiers was unwilling to surrender and bit his tongue to commit suicide. Shi Si shouted:

"Stop their mouths!"

His youngest son Shi Shanyin followed behind him, holding a short knife in his hand and waving it constantly. He didn't hurt any of the soldiers, but he was so scared that his face turned pale:

"Father, let's leave here quickly. It is rumored that King Liang has great magical powers. Even though he is surrounded by several armies at the moment, he may be able to turn defeat into victory soon. We have 200,000 troops back in Youzhou. If he dares to leave Youzhou, we will immediately encircle and suppress him."

Shi Si looked back at Shi Shanyin, feeling sorry for his young age. He doted on this son and did not blame him for being cowardly. His gray beard fluttered in the wind, totally unlike his usual sinister and calculating appearance. He smiled and said:

"Shan Yin, follow your father closely and don't get hurt."

He saw that the animal-faced helmet on Shi Shanyin's head was a little tilted, so he stopped immediately, reached out his hand, stroked the cold bronze helmet, put it on his son, and said:

"You better be careful. In two more cups of tea, your father will be able to catch them all."

Si Shi spurred his horse and whipped it. Most of Shi's soldiers held sharp blades in their hands, and some of them held ropes. These were all Mu Yun's advice. It was a great opportunity to get King Liang's elite troops.

A small soldier of the Shiyan Army, named Bai Danggui, saw Shi Si capturing his brothers in large numbers. He hid behind a shield held by a soldier, aimed at Shi Si's left chest, put an arrow on the bow, and the arrow rushed towards Shi Si against the cold wind.

The general Jiang Xun, who was guarding Shi Si, was eight feet tall, solemn, and agile. He immediately grabbed the arrow shot by Shi Si. He glanced at Bai Danggui and said contemptuously:

"How dare a small soldier shoot our lord?"

As his deep voice came, Bai Danggui was lifted up by him. Before Bai Danggui could see how he came to his side, Jiang Xun looked at him with a pale face and thin body, his eyes hiding a spirit of not admitting defeat, and shouted:

"This little soldier is quite brave. Let's take him back too."

Bai Danggui clenched the dagger in his hand and stabbed it towards Jiang Xun's abdomen, "I, the Shiyan Army, would rather die than surrender!"

Jiang Xun snatched the dagger from him, and he pinched Bai Danggui's neck. The little soldier's face turned red, and his eyes gradually became dead. He had not found the man yet.

He saw the Black and White Impermanence walking towards him. The young man slowly closed his eyes. He hadn't killed many enemies yet. He originally belonged to the other side of the Killing Flame Army. When he heard that the princess was coming to the grassland, he followed her on purpose, wanting to make a contribution. He was still saying:

"We must get rid of the cunning enemy as soon as possible, and don't wait until autumn when there is nothing to do. My death is a worthy one!"

"Brother, where are you?"

Suddenly, the young man staggered forward and Bai Danggui was thrown out. He touched his neck and vomited violently with a look of joy:

"Fortunately, the neck is still there, I'm still alive, and I can find my brother."

Bai Danggui was lying on the grass, looking up from the grass. The girl standing in front of him had a slender figure, the only bright color under the dark clouds. Her princess-colored dress under the scarlet cloak fluttered on the green and yellow grass. The green was bright, leisurely and quiet, and the red dress was light and dark.

Jiang Xun looked at the woman opposite him. Her eyes were as bright as dewdrops in the morning light, crystal clear, with an evil spirit hidden in her eyes. She was holding a flower sword that he had never seen before. Behind the girl stood two hundred Flame Killing Army soldiers.

The girl looked dignified in the cold wind, more courageous than a man like him. He had never seen a woman go to the battlefield before, and shouted:

"Who are you? Why are you here playing instead of staying at home to serve my husband? You are so frivolous and frivolous that I feel pity for you. It would be a pity if you don't enter the palace and become a concubine."

The girl held a sharp sword in her hand and came up behind him with a swift step:

"Don't say women are not heroes. Every night, the dragon spring is chirping on the wall. I am the girl who wants your life! Mu Jinan."

As she scattered the sleeping pills as she passed by, Jiang Xun felt dizzy and quickly covered his mouth and nose. It turned out to be Princess Huaixi. He no longer underestimated her.

The Flame-killing Army was divided into two teams. One team fought with the soldiers around Jiang Xun, and the other team surrounded Mu Jinan and Jiang Xun to protect the princess.

The young man raised his thick eyebrows slightly, holding a dagger in each hand, his sword flowers were like fireworks and his moves were exquisite. He turned around and stabbed Mu Jinan in the abdomen. The girl jumped up and stood on her toes on his double blades, and the sword blades chopped down directly on his head.

The beast-faced helmet was just dented. Jiang Xun laughed and said, "This is a beast-faced helmet made by the Nangong family. You can't cut it."

Mu Jinan was stunned. Could this be the hat that her uncle held in his hand and admired repeatedly two years ago? She gave up the idea of ​​chopping off his head.

Jiang Xun had a smiling face, his eyes changed color, his left sword pointed at Mu Jinan's abdomen, and his right sword pointed at her waist. The girl dodged by flipping backwards. She saw that his swordsmanship was indeed superb. It was rare to see someone who could use two swords more flexibly than one.

Black blood slid down the corners of the young man's mouth. His footsteps had grown together with the grassland. His eyes moved downwards, and he saw a steel needle piercing through his bright armor and going straight into his heart.

Just now, she shot out a poison needle while doing a backflip. It was the sharpest steel needle hidden in the scabbard, which could penetrate armor.

Jiang Xun couldn't believe it. Aren't they going to fight? How could she poison him?

"This princess wants a veteran traitor like you to die with your eyes wide open. If you can crush him to death, I can also poison him!"

Mu Jinan signaled the young soldier, Bai Danggui, to come forward:

"Hack him!"

Jiang Xun found it difficult to open his mouth. On the beast-faced helmet was engraved a tiger, the king of beasts, so domineering and majestic. How could he be worthy of it?

Without saying a word, Bai Danggui snatched the sword from Jiang Xun's hand and said, "Princess, please don't dirty your clothes. Stand further away."

Mu Jinan stepped back, the dry skin on the boy's cheeks trembled, his eyes were dark, and the bright sword in his hand slashed across the general's neck. A bright red mark fell at his feet. The wound was flat and perfect, and the blow was fatal.

He actually killed a great general. It was like a dream. Although he got an advantage, he would never be afraid of enemy generals again. The boy's eyes sparkled:

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess."

Mu Jinan stood closer and said, "I'll give you this beast-faced helmet. You can keep the two swords. You look very young. How old are you?"

Bai Danggui said respectfully: "Princess, I am thirteen years old."

The corners of Mu Jinan's lips were stiff. He was so young, yet he was already able to go to the battlefield. She put the animal-faced helmet on Bai Danggui's head and turned away.

Bai Danggui picked up the fallen gong, but he couldn't find the wooden hammer. He struck the gong with his sword and shouted:

"General Shi Jun is dead! General Shi Jun is dead! General Shi Jun is dead!"

The child's voice reached Shi Si's ears, and his eyes turned cold. After seeing clearly that Mu Jinan had killed his general.

Shi Si immediately stopped the action of capturing Shi Yanjun alive and gestured downward with his right hand, "She has no internal strength left, kill her." Another deputy general beside him, Yuan Ming, attacked Mu Jinan.

As he raised his left arm and clenched his right fist, Shi's troops split into two groups, dispersing the Shiyan Army around Mu Jinan and disrupting their formation.

There were only a dozen or so soldiers of the Killing Flame Army left by Mu Jinan's side. After all, Shi Si had been through hundreds of battles and had killed many enemy generals. To him, formations and battlefields were as common as meals.