Stunning beauty

cold night.

Biting cold.

Chishui, the sound of fighting is deafening.

Four thousand three versus more than fifty thousand, the completely unequal combat power indicates that the outcome of this war is destined from the beginning.

Strangely, the remnants of the [-] Rakshasa Army had resisted from noon to evening without being killed by a wave of charge from the Mobei Iron Cavalry.

The truth may be cruel, but it is also true.

The target of the Mobei army was not the [-] Rakshasa troops at all, but the commoner king.

For the Mobei army, whether the [-] Rakshasa troops are dead or alive is irrelevant and cannot affect the overall situation. However, the commoner king is different. A martial king who is good at conquering and fighting can definitely affect a battle. With the direction of the battlefield, we must not let go of such a good opportunity today.

Therefore, the Mobei army’s target was only the Commoner King from beginning to end!

Not killing all the Rakshasa troops for the time being would distract the Commoner King, which would do more good than harm.

"King Wu."

On the battlefield, the Rakshasa Army soldiers fell one after another amidst the shouts. Huanzhu saw this scene with helpless eyes, his blood-stained eyes full of anger and sadness, but nothing could be changed.

The spear came close, Huanzhu grabbed the gun body, and with an angry palm, he directly knocked people and horses flying, knocking down several Mobei cavalry.

As the battle progressed, Huanzhu no longer knew how many people he had killed, perhaps dozens, perhaps hundreds, or perhaps thousands.

However, no matter how many were killed, there would always be more Mobei cavalry standing in front of them, and they could not be killed all.

In front of the Mobei army, the light of the torch danced. Lord Bai Di looked at the dead King of Common Man on the battlefield ahead, but there was no joy in his heart.

Because this was not a result of his military exploits, but a gift from the Great Shang court.

Letting a King Wu guard here with his remnants was obviously to borrow his Mobei Babu sword to kill people.

He must accept the life of the commoner and commoner king, but privately, killing the commoner king in this way is not the result he wants to see.

Generals should die on the road to charge, rather than fall under power struggles and conspiracy calculations.

"I will send them off on their last journey!"

Time passed little by little, and in front of the Mobei army, Lord Bai Di saw that there were fewer and fewer Rakshasa soldiers on the battlefield ahead. He sighed in his heart, patted his horse, and rushed towards the battlefield ahead with a spear in hand.

Behind him, the man in green was concentrating, bending his bow and arrow, and once again locked onto the commoner king in the middle of the battle.

The next moment, a cold arrow streaked across the night sky, brushed past Lord Bai Di's shoulder, and flew towards the battlefield ahead.

Among the thousands of troops, Huanzhu Youfei felt it, and faced him head-on with the fine steel fan in his hand. However, he heard a loud earthquake, a huge impact, and turbulent aftermath, directly knocking away the two Mobei Iron Cavalry who rushed up.

"King of Commoners, I am here to see you off!"

In the turbulent remaining energy, a spear shot through the air, a bit of cold light dazzling, ruthlessly killing people.

Huanzhu's expression was gloomy, and he turned to one side to avoid the spear that was approaching him.

On the war horse, Lord Bai Di saw this and turned around with his spear in his hand. He attacked continuously and hit the vital point with every move.

Huanzhu retreated step by step, and just as he was about to counterattack, a sharp arrow shot through the air from ahead, without warning, and there was no way to avoid it.

As a last resort, Huanzhu used a fine steel fan to block the arrow. Under the huge impact, blood splattered from the tiger's mouth on his right hand and was stained with vermilion.

"King of Commoners, you are at the end of your rope!"

On the war horse, Lord Bai Di rushed forward and stabbed out the spear in his hand again. With a bang, it penetrated directly through the former's left shoulder.

Huanzhu grabbed the spear that was pierced into his shoulder, stepped on it, and forcibly stopped his retreat. Immediately, he bent it hard and broke the spear.

On horseback, Lord Bai Di jumped up and struck down a mountain with one palm.

Huanzhu turned his palms to resist, and felt a huge force on his body, and the ground beneath his feet cracked.

"Majesty, we are here to help you!"

While the two were fighting, not far away, figures rushed over, with spears and scimitars, and jointly attacked the commoner king in the middle of the battle.

Lord Bai Di did not refuse and joined forces with the strongest men in the army to fight against the commoner king.

"Boom!"

In the sky, thunder pierced the night sky, and heavy rain poured down again. It seemed that God was also bidding farewell to everyone in its own way.

In the dark night, the sounds of fighting continued one after another. On the battlefield, after an unknown period of time, almost all the soldiers of the Rakshasa Army had fallen, and very few were left standing.

All [-] Rakshasa troops died in battle before Chishui.

"drive!"

At this moment, the sound of horse hoofs rumbled in the distance. The Rakshasa cavalry led by Luo Xiao was getting closer and closer. From behind, the two princes also came quickly with the vanguard of the Southwest Army.

In front of Chishui, Huanzhu was aware of it and looked towards the west.

"Reinforcements?"

In the rain, Lord Bai Di sneered, "It's a pity that they came too late. King Commoner, your soldiers are all dead!"

Huanzhu's body trembled and he glanced around. As far as his eyes could see, there was no longer a Rakshasa Army soldier.

For a moment when he was distracted, a palm came close to him and landed on Huan Zhu's back with a thud.

The hero is short of breath, King Wu is at his end, and the road belonging to King Commoner has finally come to an end.

"Chasing the stars, chasing the moon, chasing the sun!"

In the distance, a man in green clothes seizes a moment's opportunity, bends his bow and sets an arrow, and kills the king with three arrows in a row.

Under the dark night, three arrows passed by each other in the form of pin characters, and in an instant they came to Huanzhu.

He heard a loud bang, returned the pearl to block an arrow, and hit two arrows. His body flew out like duckweed, and staggered to steady his body in front of the red water.

Behind, Chishui began to become turbulent due to the heavy rain, with swells and turbulent waves.

"Wu Wang!"

In the distance, thousands of cavalry were galloping, led by Luo Xiao, and more than ten thousand Rakshasa cavalry were galloping in the heavy rain. They saw the lonely figure beside the Chishui River from a distance, and they were shocked.

In front of Chishui, Huanzhu saw Luo Xiao and the Rakshasa cavalry arriving, with a look of relief on his face, and without saying anything, he fell straight back.

With a pop, the blood-stained figure quickly disappeared in the rushing river.

Lord Bai Di stepped forward and frowned slightly as he looked at the figure disappearing into the water.

Of the last three arrows, one hit the commoner king's heart, and he would definitely not survive.

"Get on the horse."

After a brief observation, Lord Bai Di said something, got on his horse, glanced at the Rakshasa cavalry coming from a distance, and ordered, "Find a place to cross the river."

After saying that, Lord Bai Di led the army and left without wanting to fight.

The reinforcements of the Rakshasa Army have arrived, and the Southwest King and the Xuanjia Army should be very close. Now, it is not the time for a decisive battle.

In today's battle, it was enough to accept the lives of a King Wu sent by the Great Shang court and thousands of Rakshasa soldiers.

"Wu Wang!"

Not long after, Luo Xiao led the army and arrived. When he saw the corpses on the ground and the fallen military flag, his eyes were about to burst.

At the same time, in the inner courtyard of Li Garden, Li Ziye seemed to notice something, and poured three glasses of wine without saying a word, pouring one glass at a time on the ground.