We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The shouts of killing are endless.

Behind the carriage, Wang Chongjian's face flushed red, and he tightly grasped the sword at his waist.

Seeing a civilian being stabbed eight times, yet still thrusting his spear into the bandit's chest without fear of death, Wang Chongjian felt his blood boiling.

Clang——

Drawing the sword from his waist, Wang Chongjian stood up suddenly.

The old father next to him was so scared that he shuddered and then pulled him back.

"You evil creature, what are you going to do?!" Wang Xi glared at him.

Wang Chongjian looked straight ahead and spoke passionately: "Even a mere farmer would fight to the death, how could I live in peace?"

"Bullshit!" Wang Xi's beard puffed up with anger. "My Wang family has been a single-line family for three generations. Don't even think about killing me!"

"A true man, born between heaven and earth, how can he fear death and hide behind a peasant?"

After saying that, Wang Chongjian broke free from Wang Xi's hand, walked around the frame and rushed towards the battlefield.

whoosh-

The axe flew out at an angle, grazed his scalp, and nailed into the rear carriage, raising a cloud of wood chips.

Wang Chongjian was so frightened that his face turned pale, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Death...is it so close to me?

Suddenly, an idea came into his mind that was hard to shake off:

Turn around and run!

With my status, there is no need to fight in the battlefield, as there are still those civilians and soldiers.

Anyway, His Highness has also said that there are also floods outside the Great Wall, so I should keep myself useful as I will do great things in the future!

Wang Chongjian was about to get up and run away when he saw a figure flying towards him.

It was a skinny slave with a shocking knife wound on his chest, and blood was gushing out.

The moment the slave saw Wang Chongjian, his painful look became calm.

He struggled to raise his hand and said with his last bit of strength, "Sir, hurry up, the thieves are coming!"

Before he could finish his words, a spear pierced his chest.

"Oh, you bastard!" The bandit licked his lips and pulled out his spear.

As if he had noticed Wang Chongjian's frightened look, he glanced sideways, and the smile on his face became more and more cruel.

"Oh, there's another pretty boy?" The bandit grinned and raised the spear in his hand.

Looking at the spear in the bandit's hand getting closer and closer, Wang Chongjian felt his lower body go numb. He wanted to stand up and run away, but he had no strength at all.

The bandit was about to kill Wang Chongjian when he felt someone holding his feet tightly.

When he looked down, he saw the dying slave. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he held his legs tightly with both hands, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

"Go... Sir, go! Go!" the slave shouted at all costs. "Your knowledge will be of much use to His Highness!"

Wang Chongjian stared blankly at the withered face, and something seemed to be touched in his heart.

"You're looking for death!" the bandit shouted angrily, and stabbed the slave's back with the spear in his hand.

puff-

The sound of flesh being pierced by a spear was heard.

Along with it was the sound of a long sword piercing the chest.

The bandit turned around with his eyes wide open and saw a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Ahhhh!!!" Wang Chongjian roared angrily, and with all his strength he pulled out the long sword at his waist and pierced the thief's chest with one sword.

For a moment, blood flowed like a torrent.

The bandit opened his eyes unwillingly and slowly fell to the ground.

Wang Chongjian stumbled to the slave, but saw that his eyes were wide open and he was already dead.

He looked around in confusion, and smoke and the smell of blood hit him in the face.

Looking around, the two armies were fighting in a group, with swords flashing and sabers flying, and countless people fell in a pool of blood.

The cruelty on the battlefield is so real that it cannot be described in just a few words in a book.

Wang Chongjian raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, his voice filled with grief, anger and determination.

With red eyes, he charged into the enemy camp with a sword in hand, blood splattering wherever the sword passed.

His movements became more and more skillful, and the long sword that was usually just for decoration now became a weapon for reaping lives.

Wang Xi was shocked and angry when he saw his son fighting for his life with the thieves.

He drew the sword from his waist and shouted loudly:

"We are all His Highness's subjects. How can we linger here?"

"Show these thieves that the sword of a scholar is not without its drawbacks!"

After saying that, he drew his sword and rushed into the enemy camp.

Inspired by the father and son, the other officials no longer hid behind the soldiers. They drew their swords and stepped forward to fight with the bandits.

Under the Ninggu King’s banner.

Farmers, criminals, officials, and slaves gave up their prejudices about their identities and fought side by side to kill the enemy!

Qiu Bai chopped down a bandit with his sword, and listening to the increasingly miserable screams around him, he turned around and shouted, "Your Highness, there are more and more bandits, please hide."

Li Che held a carved bow in his hand, took aim, and replied, "Hide for a minute! If I leave, the front will collapse immediately!"

After saying that, he released the bowstring, and the arrow flew out, piercing a bandit's chest.

"Your Highness is the soul of the Ninggu Army. As long as you escape, the Ninggu Army can be rebuilt!" Qiu Bai did not give up and continued to persuade.

"Stop talking nonsense and kill the enemy with all your strength!" Li Che ignored him and concentrated on shooting the enemy with his bow and arrow.

He discovered that the original body's archery skills were really strong.

The muscle memory hadn't integrated yet, so I didn't notice it.

Now that I have shot and killed several people in succession, I feel that I am becoming more and more adept at it, and almost every arrow I shoot hits its target.

Especially when the enemy is getting closer and closer, only a few dozen steps away, you don't need to aim at all, you can hit the target by feeling.

Another arrow hit a bandit's head. Li Che subconsciously touched the quiver on his back, but only felt empty.

He quickly called out, "Qiubai, where's the arrow?"

"No more, Your Highness." Qiu Bai replied.

Li Che gritted his teeth, threw away the carved bow in his hand, and drew the sword at his waist.

'Damn it, fight it! '

Cursing inwardly, Li Che strode forward.

"Wang Sanchun, He Conglong, you two bastards, hurry up! I can't hold on any longer!"

. . . . . .

Tiger Head Mountain.

Wang Laosi, dressed in cloth and with a long sword hanging from his waist, walked into the village gate.

Following closely behind him were two burly men, wearing hats that concealed their faces.

Seeing this, the gatekeeper rushed forward to stop him: "Captain Wang, what are you doing?"

Wang Laosi looked at it coldly and said, "I have important information to report to the village chief."

The minion looked embarrassed: "This..."

"Get out of the way! If you delay the village chief's important business, I will chop off your head!"

After saying that, he drew out the long sword in his hand, and the cold light was intimidating.

Seeing this, the minions retreated in fear.

When I came to my senses, the three of them had already walked into the lobby.

Sitting on the stone chair, Fan Chong picked up the large bowl of wine and poured it into his mouth, and the wine flowed down his neck.

Seeing Wang Laosi and the others arrive, Fan Chong put down his wine bowl, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Wang Laosi, have you captured the person I want?"

Wang Laosi walked forward and replied, "It hasn't been taken yet."

"Hmph!" Fan Chong snorted coldly, "Then what are you doing here? Why don't you go?!"

"I'm here to ask the village chief to move over and see..."

Fan Chong frowned slightly, he keenly noticed that Wang Laosi's behavior was different today.

Especially the two people behind him, they looked unfamiliar. If he were a bandit in the mountains, he should have an impression of such a tall and strong man.

"Wait a minute, stop here." Fan Chong said hurriedly.

Wang Laosi suddenly raised his head and shouted:

"Go meet my prince!"