Ancient natural disasters, walking sideways in the maximum level space!

The tall and mighty man looked at his son, whose body was still a little thin and his back was slightly hunched despite taking various medicines and medicated foods during this period.

No matter how wise and brave he is, he is just a father who hopes that his children are healthy.

"Get up. Let's not propose marriage yet. When you are well again and both of you are willing, I will arrange the marriage for you.

The premise is that Yue'er cannot be forced, and the two must be in love with each other."

Prince Shou supported himself on his legs and stood up, giving Emperor Mingde a sincere smile.

At the junction of the wilderness, two groups of people are fighting.

In the white snow, Prince Rong's body was splattered with blood, his right hand was holding a big knife, and his head and face were covered with snow.

His tall and strong body stood motionless against the cold wind, and the biting wind and snow made the hem of his clothes rustle.

Peach Blossom Eyes looked coldly at the witchcraft army from southern border under the city wall. They were rushing forward like killing machines, reaping the lives of the soldiers of Daxia.

He took out his gun and shot the enemy directly in the heart, but it only slowed him down temporarily, not killing him.

King Rong was furious and jumped down from the city wall, leading several experienced veterans to charge towards the first wave of enemies.

With a wave of his hand and a slash of his knife, only the clothes on the opponent's arm were torn, and there was no scar on his body.

A general spat on the ground, his face flushed, and shouted, "Damn it! What the hell is this thing? Even a knife can't cut it!"

The King of England’s second son, Xia Yun, sat in the back, watching this scene and grinning.

“Hahahaha…hahahaha…as expected of the Southern Border’s number one army! They’re truly extraordinary, their moves are truly remarkable!”

The envoy from Southern Xinjiang who was sitting next to him had a proud look on his face and smiled faintly without saying a word.

Prince Rong and several generals attacked together, but were unable to injure him at all.

King Rong couldn't help but feel anxious as he saw more and more Xia soldiers falling around him.

He flipped his hands and swung the sword straight towards the enemy's neck.

Unexpectedly, the enemy immediately covered his neck and turned his head up and down, and a circle of iron plates rose from his collar!

The neck was wrapped tightly, and the collision of the big knife only produced a burst of sparks.

Prince Rong's eyes flashed, an idea appeared in his mind, and he shouted quickly.

"The Southern Xinjiang Witchcraft Army's weakness is in their necks! All soldiers, listen up! Attack the neck with all your might! Make sure to kill them with one strike!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the enemies froze and raised the iron plates on their collars.

Seeing that the situation was not good and that many soldiers had been killed or wounded, Prince Rong took the opportunity to call back his troops.

The Daxia soldiers quickly returned to the city, and the military doctors were on high alert, immediately rushing over to bandage the soldiers.

Prince Rong wiped the blood off his face and drank a sip of water angrily.

At this time, Mo Yu came running over in armor, "Your Majesty, the emperor has sent a message that the Wu Gu army can try to chop the enemy's neck."

A general looked up and said angrily, "Your Majesty has just tested the neck of that witch soldier, and it did work.

However, none of them had iron rings around their necks, so it seems they knew their own weaknesses."

"Yes, they've all protected their necks; that must be their weak spot! The problem is, our swords and guns can't hurt them at all. What can we do?"

Mo Yu stepped forward and waved his hand to let the soldiers pushing the cart behind come forward.

"Your Majesty, this was sent by His Majesty, who said it was a gift from the Penglai Fairy.

It's called a chainsaw, and they say it's not afraid of steel and can kill with one strike! They also brought fuel mixture!

Prince Rong and the other generals immediately stood up to inspect the ten chariots, which were new weapons they had never seen before.

It's red, has gears, a unique shape, and is very handy.

The image of Jiang Yue appeared in Prince Rong's mind, and he curled his lips into a smile.

I picked up the chainsaw, added the mixed oil according to the instructions, turned on the switch, and immediately a buzzing sound was heard.

"This sound is so powerful! It will definitely take off the enemy's head! Haha!!" A general laughed heartily as he watched the chainsaw turning non-stop in his hand.

"No rush. Rest for now and arrange for patrols. Select five hundred soldiers, practice using chainsaws, and wait for the opportunity to march out of the city and fight!"

A general asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, why are you not in a hurry?"

Prince Rong was reading the manual, then turned his head to look in the direction outside the city and smiled.

“It’s freezing cold, and the people of Southern Xinjiang and the King of England are not used to the cold winter. They probably don’t have much firewood with them.

It’s hard to say whether I can survive tonight, so I say, no rush.

However, we must be careful that they might become desperate and launch a surprise attack tonight."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Daxia will win!!" The overwhelming shouts were louder and louder.

The people from southern Xinjiang and Xia Yun outside heard this and looked down on them, even mocking them.

"It seems that Prince Rong is cheering up the army. Haha, if his words were effective, there wouldn't be so many deaths."

"Exactly. He's still too young after all. He only knows how to put on a show. I guess he won't last more than a few days before abandoning the army and running away! Hahahaha!"

"Daxia is in trouble. I heard that the crown prince was killed, and two other princes were demoted to commoners. The emperor of Daxia was so cruel to his own son, and now he sent Prince Rong, so he thinks he is so powerful.

That's all, hiding in the city like a coward, not daring to come out."

No matter how they clamored outside, King Rong was not in a hurry and arranged for more people to patrol and train.

Outside the city, there was only the faint light of torches and electric lights, while the city was brightly lit.

The soldiers from southern Xinjiang and the wilderness are located in hot areas and have never experienced a cold winter.

Now in temperatures around fifty degrees below zero, we are sitting in a snowdrift with snow-capped mountains everywhere.

The trees had already been cut down by the people of both countries, and not even a root could be found.

The most important thing is that during the fight, the sweat was pouring down my body, but now when I sit down quietly, I feel waves of icy coldness.

Prince Rong made sure the soldiers had enough to eat and drink, then took out the watch Jiang Yue had given him and checked the time.

It was ten o'clock in the evening. It was cold and dark outside. I thought the southern Xinjiang army would not be able to hold out for long. He did not take the British king's army seriously at all.

Although there is no distinction between day and night now, people’s biological clocks are still there, and people will naturally feel sleepy when it comes to that time period.

At this time, they had been fighting for a whole day and the soldiers of Nanjiang and Xia Yun were tired.

They could only rely on the wood they brought to make fire. The officials in charge of the rear in southern Xinjiang checked the firewood and food they brought.

He quickly ran to their general and bent down to report, "General, the firewood we brought is running out. I'm afraid it won't last long."

The generals of Southern Xinjiang who were mocking Daxia were unwilling to listen to this. "How can there not be enough firewood? Didn't the King of Ying cut wood from several mountains? Go ask the Crown Prince of Xia for it."

The officials from southern Xinjiang had no choice but to go to another tent to ask to see Xia Yun. The soldier guarding the door stopped him, saying that Prince Xia had important things to do inside and asked him to come back later.

The officials from Southern Xinjiang watched the sounds of men and women making love coming from the tent and were filled with anger. "What important matter is your prince doing?"

The soldier sneered at him, "Isn't continuing the family line of our prince of all things important? This is our prince's concubine. Get out! If you disturb the prince's mood, I'll kill you!"

The officials in southern Xinjiang threw up their sleeves in anger and went to their generals to file a complaint.

When the generals of Southern Xinjiang heard this, they immediately frowned and said, "Damn it!"