Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 127 The Salted Fish Princess Does Not Be Cannon Fodder (38)

Now that Jiang Xiong led his troops there, the most trusted Jiang Ling was the leader of the enemy camp, so there was no chance of winning this battle.

Jiang Lai thought about it, but still felt a little headache.

It's too much trouble, just killing Jiang Ling and then committing suicide will be the end of it, shouldn't it be considered a violation of the rules?
"Don't think about it, the hero must not die during the mission, this is the iron law, you must never think about it."

It would be too easy for Jiang Lai to kill Jiang Ling now.

After all, Jiang Ling was obsessed with her body and was obsessed with her to the bone, and Jiang Lai was so cunning, if someone died between the two of them, it must be Jiang Ling.

But what else can we do now?
Jiang Ling's game has been set up, and he just waits for Jiang Xiong to go in and catch them all.

In the end, Hengguo directly lost two generals, and Jiang Ling used the military talisman to lead Chu's army and horses to counterattack Hengguo. The ending would be the same as the original plot. Sooner or later, Jiang Ling would unify the countries.

Little Pudding was so worried that he was about to die.

Because no matter how you look at it now, Jiang Lai is going to be finished.

"How to say, what should we do next?"

"Wait, wait until he makes the first move."

The soldiers migrated to the border of Chu State, backed by a large river like a moat. As soon as they approached, they heard the huge rushing sound of the river falling from a high altitude, and the icy water splashed everywhere, which was a wonderful sight.

The night before the start of the battle, Zhao Hu had been rubbing his spear.

He is actually not suitable for this kind of long-distance attack weapon, because this man's eyesight is not very good, and he basically attacks indiscriminately on the battlefield. The only way to distinguish friend from foe is the color of the armor.

The armor of his country is usually white and gray, but the Chu rebels use black armor made of bamboo. Zhao Hu had to determine the color of his own and the color of the enemy the day before the start of the battle.

Jiang Lai patted him on the shoulder and told him.

"I was patrolling a few days ago and heard the general say that this civil strife battle is very important, and those who make great contributions will be directly promoted to lead the army. This is a good opportunity, don't miss it."

Sure enough, Zhao Hu's eyes lit up, and he asked after him.

"How can it be considered a great achievement?"

"No matter how many small soldiers you kill, the credit for killing the general is not as great. The generals are all wearing black clothes and red tail feather military caps, which are easy to recognize."

Zhao Hu silently remembered it in his heart, eager to try, and continued to wipe his weapon while muttering.

"General, general, general..."

Jiang Lai didn't forget to read it in his ear when he was sleeping at night.

"General, general, kill the general to lead the army, go back and marry a beautiful wife."

"Beautiful... daughter-in-law..."

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That night, Jiang Lai took the initiative to switch patrols with others, and stood outside the general's tent to listen to the movement inside. When the people inside had discussed and left, she quietly threw a lighted incense pill into the tent. After a while, she Slipped in sideways, and followed Little Pudding's guidance to the bedside in the dark.

Jiang Xiong had already fainted, even though he was still holding something in his hand, Jiang Lai looked down carefully, it was the sachet from her.

The old man is a good person. He has defended his family and country all his life and obeyed His Majesty's orders. He did his best to protect his children and he really shouldn't end up in a tragic death on the battlefield.

As he spoke, Jiang Lai poured something into his mouth, told him to take it, and then untied the wound bandage and sprinkled some powder on the wound.

After dealing with everything and wrapping it up for him, Jiang Lai quietly left and stood outside to continue the night watch.

The next day, when the war drums sounded, Jiang Xiong led his troops straight to the gate of the city, shouting loudly.

"Take down the city gate!!"

The army is full of enthusiasm, and the little Chu State is obviously in the bag in front of the two fierce generals, not to mention that these are only rebels in the territory of Chu State.

When Zhao Hu went on the battlefield, it was as if he had changed completely. He became extremely fierce and brave, and went forward without fear.

The spear in his hand does not affect his performance. Although he can't see the face of the person facing him clearly, as long as the color is wrong, he can just slash and stab directly.

At this time, Jiang Xiong, who had already surrounded the city wall with his troops, was tearing up the opponent's general. After a round, the opponent was defeated and flattered his horse and ran. When the flying shot was about to hit the opponent, another arrow flew out from the slanting stab and directly knocked down his arrow.

Jiang Xiong turned his head to look over, and the person on horseback on the opposite side was Jiang Ling.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he shouted loudly.

"A Ling!! What are you doing?!"

Jiang Ling looked at Jiang Xiong coldly with a long sword in his hand. The enemy would not attack him at all when they passed by him. Jiang Xiong guessed something in an instant when he saw this scene, but he just thought that Jiang Ling had rebelled. up.

"Aling, Daheng treats us father and son well, why...why are you so confused!"

Jiang Ling looked at him coldly, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Jiang Xiong, do you still remember what happened at the base of the city wall 12 years ago?"

Jiang Ling pointed to the city gate behind him. Behind them were the enemy's soldiers and horses. They were waiting quietly behind, obviously waiting for his next order.

Jiang Xiong's hand holding the bow trembled slightly, he covered his heart and pointed to Jiang Ling's face.

"You... who the hell are you?"

"I am your son Jiang Ling, and also the prince Chu Dixiu of the previous dynasty. I am the son of the Queen Chu who you killed, and the only surviving child of the former Chu royal family.

Jiang Xiong, it was under this city wall that you killed my father, my mother, my queen, and my brothers and sisters. On that day, I crawled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. The purpose of my life was to avenge them one day. "

Jiang Ling laughed and pointed the sword at Jiang Xiong's chest.

"Jiang Xiong, you should pay the price."

Jiang Xiong looked at him, after being extremely surprised and shocked, only endless anger and disappointment remained.

He loved and raised him as his own son, but he only wanted to kill himself.

His heart ached as if a piece had been dug out, and his breathing became extremely difficult. The picture in front of him began to blur. He pointed at Jiang Ling and cursed through gritted teeth.

"A wolf-hearted thing! It turns out that I have raised a wolf by my side all these years, and it has been eyeing me to eat me...Jiang Ling, do you really think you've succeeded now? Do you really think you're going to turn things around? !"

Jiang Ling smiled slightly, raised his hand to grab a scroll and opened it, and there was a picture printed on it.

The scroll looks white and smooth, and the texture under the sun is like a piece of skin.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiong's eyes popped out in an instant, his teeth were almost shattered, and he fell off the horse without warning as soon as his body softened. He knelt on the ground as if his life had been sucked out, and dark red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. .

"Come here...my come here...you actually..."

Seeing him like this, Jiang Ling didn't feel as happy as he expected.

(End of this chapter)