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

Fan Chong was shocked and the drunkenness disappeared completely.

But then he saw two strong men behind Wang Laosi, who threw away their hats and saw a flash of cold light on their waists, which turned out to be two sharp daggers.

These two people are Wang Sanchun and He Conglong!

"Hahaha, you're Fan Chong?" Wang Sanchun sneered, "With your tiny stature, you dare to claim to be king?!"

Fan Chong hurriedly reached for the weapon behind the stone chair, but saw Wang Sanchun rushing up in two steps.

With a flash of cold light, the short knife flew out of his hand and accurately nailed Fan Chong's palm to the stone chair.

"Ahhhhhh!" Fan Chong let out a shrill scream, "Who are you?!!"

Wang Sanchun stepped forward and stomped hard on his stomach: "You've been bullying my brother for so long, don't you know he has an older brother?"

"I am Wang Sanchun. When I was wandering in the green forest, you were still in your mother's womb."

"Someone come, someone come!" Fan Chong shouted loudly with his eyes bloodshot.

The minions in the lobby rushed forward upon hearing the sound.

However, He Conglong picked up one person with one hand and threw him into the crowd, then went to meet the enemy alone.

The short blade in his hand flew up and down, each blow was precise and ruthless, aiming directly at the minions' necks, chests, tendons and other vital points.

In a short while, dozens of minions were killed by him.

Fan Chong was about to shout.

Wang Sanchun grabbed a rag and stuffed it into his mouth: "Stop shouting, listen."

Fan Chong's pupils suddenly dilated.

Damn, that rag is for wiping feet!!!

Around the stronghold, shouts and cries of killing were deafening.

Eight hundred criminals charged in the front, followed by the Erlongshan bandits, and rushed into the stronghold like a divine army descending from the sky.

Although the bandits fought hard, they were defeated by the fierce attack of the criminal army.

These criminals, wearing armor and holding sharp blades, are now like tigers descending from the mountains, unstoppable.

He was well fed and well-watered, and he was still protected by armor. There was no military supervisor gazing at him from behind with a long sword.

I have never fought such a comfortable battle in my life.

On the other hand, the bandits in Hutou Mountain usually acted arrogantly and had never seen such a scene before, so they were immediately defeated.

The criminals were like tigers among a flock of sheep, killing all the bandits in an instant and breaking through the gate of the village directly to the entrance of the lobby.

The door collapsed with a loud bang. Fan Chong looked up in shock and saw two bloodstained soldiers walking into the hall. The bloody smell was carried into the hall by the mountain wind.

Fan Chong's face suddenly turned pale.

These two people...he didn't know them.

The soldier looked around the hall, then quickly walked up to Wang Sanchun and knelt on one knee:

"Team leader, the thieves outside have been cleared out."

Wang Sanchun nodded, looked at Fan Chong, whose face was ashen, and patted his face with a smile: "Are you giving up now? You dare to assassinate my prince?"

Fan Chong remained silent and said nothing.

Wang Sanchun lifted him up and told the two men, "Tell the brothers not to covet money and property, and to gather quickly."

"I don't know what's going on over there, His Highness. We need to rush over as quickly as possible."

After saying that, he turned to look at Wang Laosi beside him:

"Fourth."

"Brother, tell me."

"Let your men guard the stronghold. You lead the way, and we will go to meet His Highness."

Wang Laosi frowned and whispered in Wang Sanchun's ear, "Brother, are you really planning to vote for the Ninggu County Prince?"

Wang Sanchun looked at him and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"Brother, this is a godsend!"

"This mountain stronghold is easy to defend but difficult to attack. You still have so many capable warriors under your command. Why bother worrying about the life and death of the Ninggu County Prince?"

"Why not just sit back and watch those bandits kill the Ninggu County Prince, and then use these people to take over the mountain and rule as king!"

Wang Sanchun glanced at him.

Wang Laosi looked at him expectantly.

Snapped--

A palm as big as a palm fan suddenly landed on Wang Laosi's face. Wang Sanchun had no way to retract his strength, and blood instantly flowed out from the corner of Wang Laosi's mouth.

Wang Laosi looked at Wang Sanchun in a daze.

The two brothers have always had a good relationship. Although Wang Sanchun has a hot temper, he has never hit his younger brother.

"Fourth Brother, this is the first time, and the last time!" Wang Sanchun suppressed his anger. "If you say something like this again, don't blame me for not recognizing you as my brother!"

. . . . . .

On the mountain road, the battle has reached a fever pitch.

Qiu Bai and others tried to persuade Li Che to break out several times, but Li Che flatly refused.

It’s not that he is not afraid of death, but that he really can’t leave.

My family background is here. With them around, I can gain a foothold in Ninggu County.

If I were to go to the area outside the Great Wall alone, I would probably be torn to pieces by the mob on the first day, let alone grow and develop.

Political power comes from the barrel of a gun. Li Che knew this truth very well, so he would hold on to the gun tightly even if it meant death.

After a long and fierce battle, the sword in his hand was full of gaps from being swung so many times.

At this time, Li Che was holding a big knife snatched from the bandits and fighting hard.

My physical strength is almost exhausted, and I am relying solely on my willpower to hold on.

If it weren't for Hu Qiang and Qiu Bai fighting to the death to protect me, I don't know how many times I would have died.

Li Che swung the sword with all his strength, sending the bandit's arm flying.

He raised his leg and kicked the man away, then slashed with his knife horizontally, cutting off a head.

Then he stabbed the knife on the ground and gasped for breath.

This body is still a little weak, I need to exercise it well when I have the chance in the future.

At this moment, a burst of shouting and killing suddenly came from the forest.

"Your Highness, look!" Qiu Bai, with sharp eyes, shouted to Li Che in surprise.

Li Che was shocked and looked quickly into the forest.

Eight hundred criminals emerged from the mountains and forests like divine soldiers descending from the sky and appeared behind the bandits.

The bows and crossbows in their hands fired at once, and the arrows whistled sharply, instantly knocking down a large number of bandits.

Wang Sanchun led the way, carrying Fan Chong, followed by Wang Laosi, whose face was swollen and holding a broken gong in his hand.

Seeing his brother crying, Wang Sanchun kicked him on the butt: "Hit him!"

Wang Laosi pursed his lips, but did not dare to resist, so he could only desperately hit the broken gong in his hand.

Clang, Clang, Clang——

The loud sound of gongs attracted the attention of most of the bandits. They looked back in confusion and saw the tall and mighty figure of Wang Sanchun at first sight.

And the person he was holding.

"Village...Village Leader?"

The bandits were stunned.

How could the once arrogant chieftain be in such a miserable state now?

The bandits didn't know how the leader of the stronghold who was sitting in the rear fell into the hands of the enemy, but Fan Chong's miserable appearance was like a sharp blade, piercing their last fighting spirit.

"The thief Fan Chong is here!" Wang Sanchun roared, his voice like thunder. "You are defeated. Those who surrender will not be killed!"

The eight hundred criminals behind him shouted in unison: "Those who surrender will not be killed! Those who surrender will not be killed!"

When Fan Chong saw this scene, his eyes suddenly became gloomy.

He knew too well the character of his men. They could rob and loot, but it was absolutely impossible for them to fight to the death.

Things have gone wrong. How should I explain this to the prince?

Thinking of the prince's kindness in recognizing his talent, a hint of determination flashed in Fan Chong's eyes.

As the saying goes, a scholar will die for his confidant!

He struggled desperately in Wang Sanchun's hands and tried his best to raise his head.

He shouted at Li Che at the top of his lungs:

"Your Highness, Prince of Ninggu, I, Fan Chong, am willing to surrender to you!!!"

It's true that a gentleman will die for his friend, but I'm not a gentleman, I'm a thief...