After I was reborn, I was scumbag

General Wei laughed back in anger, looking at Murong Xing half with determination, half with fear.

"This general knows that Murong Shizi is superb in martial arts, but even if these two hundred cavalrymen go up one by one, it is enough to save your life!"

What responded to him was the swift figure of a young man like a falcon, and his black clothes fluttered, but what he brought up was not the light rain of apricot blossoms in the gentle Jiangnan countryside, but the noise and dust stained with blood.

Murong Xing took a few steps to step onto the horse, but before the Wei cavalry could react, he flew their halberds and landed in embarrassment.

"My life...it's not your turn to accept it." There was a short gap in the surrounding circle.

"What are you doing in a daze! He's already at the end of his strength, but he's just pretending. Give it to this general! Those who retreat will be punished by military law!"

The flashing knives and guns aimed at Murong Xing all at once, but they all hesitated, no one dared to attack first.

"Since the general said that I am only at the end of my battle, why don't you come here by yourself?"

A hoarse voice chuckled, and as the words fell, the young man reined in the reins, and steered the horse under his seat to gallop in the direction of General Wei.

The sound of horseshoes caused a panic: "Quick! Protect the general!"

The tight encirclement circle suddenly tightened, and the formation was quickly disordered, moving towards the front of the general.

Like a long sword drawn out of its scabbard, the sharp young man raised his whip the moment the horse's hoof touched the blade, and after the horse neighed, he suddenly raised his front hooves.

After one breath, he turned the horse's head and rushed towards the gap in the encirclement.

The feigned indifference of fear still lingered in General Wei Guo's eyes. After he was stunned for a moment, he seemed to regain the strength to speak, and shouted towards Murong Xing's back.

"A bunch of trash! How could a badly injured brat hurt this general?!"

"Hurry up and chase him! If you let him escape, I will only ask you, General!"

The wounds on his body were scabbed, but they were torn apart due to the violent movements, and the fresh blood that flowed out was already a bit sticky because he hadn't drunk much water for several days.

The already numb pain struck again.

Murong Xing didn't look back, his deep phoenix eyes faced the dark clouds in the sky, but they were as bright as fire in the night sky.

The pursuers behind him were getting farther and farther away, but he suddenly tightened the reins and controlled the horse to stop.

General Wei Guo looked at the young man who was covered with a layer of gold under the scorching sun in amazement.

"Why, Prince Murong knows that he is not our enemy, so he is willing to capture him without a fight?"

He gritted his teeth as he recalled the emperor's decree to recruit Murong Xing.

"Don't worry, Mr. Murong, as long as you are willing to surrender, I will definitely let the past go by your Majesty—"

The war horse under the seat snorted uneasily and paced back and forth, Murong Xing slightly curled his lips.

"In my opinion, the general still wants to take my head off and ask your Wei emperor for credit, right?"

He looked at General Wei's ferocious face lightly and smiled.

"My life is here, just to see if you have the ability to take it!"

"Okay! Since the son would rather die than surrender, I respect you for being a man of integrity, and leave you with a whole body!"

Hundreds of cavalrymen held their halberds, like rows of huge waves, and rushed towards Murong Xing.

A trace of cold sarcasm flashed in the depths of the young man's dark eyes. With the help of his stirrups, he rose into the air and headed straight for the cavalry.

"kill him!"

Countless halberds pointed at him.

It's just that no one noticed that the galloping horse quickly passed the place where Murong Xing stopped at first, and the screams of the soldiers of Wei State sounded before the expected wailing of the young man's dying.

"It's quicksand! This is quicksand! Get out!"

The soldiers at the front watched the horse's hooves being swallowed up by the sand on the ground, and panic quickly appeared on their faces.

They yelled and wanted to get back to safety before getting involved.

But the cavalry team was too close together, and the speed of the galloping horses was far from being able to be controlled and stopped in a few breaths. The soldiers behind saw that dozens of comrades had been wiped out by quicksand, and they were shocked. He also cared about assassinating Murong Xing.

Holding the reins desperately, he still rushed into the quicksand due to inertia.

Murong Xing landed steadily on the horse's back in the midst of scattered halberds, the dagger in his sleeve slipped to his palm, and cut the throat of the soldier in front of him neatly.

"How dare you!"

In the blink of an eye, most of the cavalry was lost. General Wei's eyes were tearing apart, and he stared at Murong Xing's smiling face through the protection of several personal guards.

"Why don't I dare?" The young man held his halberd again, one man and one horse, and ran towards the direction where General Wei screamed.

The soldiers who reacted quickly thought that Murong Xing's old trick was repeated, but they just tightened the encirclement and did not go to stop it.

The sore arm of the young man relied on the memory engraved in his bones, like chopping melons and vegetables, he chopped down the personal guard standing in front of General Wei, and then smiled coldly.

With a crisp sound of "Dang", the long halberd hit the long knife and slashed down along the blade, almost splashing sparks.

Fear crawled all over General Wei's face.

"Come on! Let me kill him quickly! Come on—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

The sharp edge of the halberd relentlessly pressed against his neck, and there was a sudden pause, scarlet blood splashed on the young man's jade-colored face, carving out stern edges and corners.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the soldiers of Wei State who witnessed Murong Xing beheading the general backed up a few steps one after another, as if they were dealing with the impermanence of hell, not daring to look directly at his face.

After the silence, I don't know who yelled first.

"He has suffered such a serious injury, he must not live long! Let's go back to the camp and report to the commander, and send troops to come back again!"

"Get out!"

The sweeping wind and sand covered up all the horseshoe marks left by the retreating Wei army, leaving only a young man with a straight spine, holding a long halberd in his hand, sitting on the horseback in a daze.

It was hard to tell whether it was the blood or the bruised hands covered in dust.

The heavy halberd fell to the ground, but Murong Xing's dark pupils did not have any ripples.

Until a heart-piercing cough sounded, as if he wanted to vomit all his internal organs, Murong Xing panted heavily, and the smoke he inhaled was mixed with blood, pattering on the sandy ground.

The boy's eyes were red and he had already lost focus.

The scene in front of him blurred.

If he felt something, he used the last bit of strength to find the direction of Jiayuguan, the direction where the beam was, and the place where his highness, his young man, was.

Warm tears mixed with blood along the dirty face.

The war horse seemed to know what its master meant, and took two tentative steps, but it couldn't stop the young man from closing his eyes, fell off the horse, and fell asleep in the vast desert...

"Your Highness, His Majesty is taking medicine, and has ordered no one to disturb... Your Royal Highness! Your Majesty has an order, no one is allowed to enter!"

The hurried young man stopped abruptly, his peach blossom eyes were burning with blunt anger, and he shouted sharply: "Father, can you not see me, or don't you want to see me?!"

Suddenly being yelled at like this, the inner eunuch was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and replied: "What is your highness talking about? Your highness is not ignorant of your condition, of course..."

"Will you let me go?" Shao Guan cut off his words in a cold voice, clenched his hands tightly, his nails almost carved into his flesh, "Will you let me go!"

The voice already carried an unstoppable murderous intent.

The inner eunuch trembled all over, and hesitantly retreated to the side.

Shao Guan pushed open the hall door and broke into the brightly lit Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Hey, why is His Highness the Crown Prince here? The imperial doctor is administering needles to His Majesty. Please wait a moment, Your Highness..."

The clothes on Shao Guan's body were still dripping with rainwater, sticking to his body wetly, and the breath he exhaled almost melted away.

Through the screen, he looked at the old man lying on the bed who was being served with good soup and medicine, and felt that his heart was almost on fire.

"Dare to ask Father, why did you suddenly issue a secret decree to send Pingxihou's son to the northwest."

When Emperor Liang heard the sound, he slowly opened his eyes, and waved his hand to signal the servants around him to step back.

"Guan'er came all the way back from Sichuan...Is that why he came to question me?"

"As the crown prince of a country, how can you disregard the emperor's order, disregard the life and death of the people, act recklessly, leave Shuzhong, and return to Beijing privately, what crime should you deserve!?"

There was a stove burning in the hall, and the heat dispelled the coldness from Shao Guan's body, but it couldn't warm his icy heart.

As if the last protective film had been torn off, the pitch-black peach blossom eyes turned from initial anger to a mocking sneer.

He paused every word, responding to his father's words.

"Father, as the king of a country, can kill loyal ministers indiscriminately, for his own selfish desires, for the so-called stability of the family and country, and kill a loyal and good general?"

"Father, by doing this, he is worthy of the meritorious service that Marquis Pingxi did for you, the soldiers shrouded in horse leather in the northwest, the people of Li, and the position of the Son of Heaven?!"

"presumptuous!"

Emperor Liang looked sideways in disbelief, his withered face was filled with surprise, his voice was hoarse, and he was furious.

"You...you...how dare you speak to your father like that!"

He suddenly raised his hand and smashed the medicine bowl next to the table. After a crisp sound, the porcelain fragments scattered in Shao Guan's hand.

"Don't you think I don't know, did you have an affair with Murong Xing?! As a prince, the same man..."

There was an obvious trace of disgust and disdain on his face.

"For the sake of this rebellious minister, disobeying the emperor's father! Such absurdity, how can he be the prince of this country!?"

"Have you ever thought about how people in the world will treat you if this matter is spread out!"

Shao Guan listened, and suddenly laughed, smiling, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

"Father used these words to make Murong Xing submit, right?"

He turned around slowly without looking back.

"I just like him. I only want him in my life."

"This crown prince position, I can give it to whoever my father wants. I don't care if I don't want a position soaked in so much blood!"