Maid, Little Lucky Wife

At this moment, another group of soldiers came outside the city gate. It was Mo Xuan and General Lu who arrived with five thousand soldiers and horses.

At this time, the Royal Forest Army and the soldiers outside were already furious. There were blood stains everywhere outside the gate, and there was a lot of fresh red on the heavy gate. The scene was like a purgatory on earth.

In addition to the soldiers wearing armor, there were also many poor people on the ground who had been trampled to the point of disgrace.

Mo Xuan had never seen such a scene before. It was already good that he didn't vomit it out on the spot.

Mo Xuan suppressed the nausea in his heart. It wasn't that he had never seen dead people before, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying on the battlefield.

General Lu was always paying attention to the other party's appearance, and saw that although his face was pale, he held a long sword in his hand and did not give in at all. He was wearing a suit of armor, which made him a little more heroic.

General Lu liked this man more and more and was filled with admiration.

"Lord Mo, do you dare to join me in battle to kill the enemy?"

Mo Xuan was startled and suddenly laughed. It was not his style to run away from the battlefield.

"General Lu sincerely invites you, and I will definitely accompany you."

General Lu waved his arms, and all the sergeants stood at attention and saluted, "Follow me and kill these rebels today!"

"Yes, General!"

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

Mo Xuanzhan stood aside, shouting with everyone, his blood boiling, as if he was not afraid of mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead.

"kill!"

"Come on!"

Everyone shouted in unison and rushed towards the opponent's military camp.

The rebels were startled by the sergeant who suddenly rushed out, and were attacked from both sides.

On the battlefield, either you die or I die, and everyone tries their best.

General Lu's men were all top-notch masters, and they instantly defeated the enemy's army.

Mo Xuan was right next to General Lu, and the two of them cooperated with each other, making it difficult for the surrounding enemies to get close.

After killing one, another one rushed towards him from behind. Before he could think about it, Mo Xuan kept swinging the long sword in his hand, and blood flowed from the sword.

Mo Xuan's eyes were firm and not afraid at all.

Although he is wearing armor, his figure is free and elegant.

General Lu, on the other hand, kills the enemy with great force. He is very strong and can often kill half of the enemy's head with one sword.

He paid attention to Mo Xuan's situation at all times and found that the other party was not in danger, so he stopped paying attention and concentrated on killing the enemy.

Mo Xuan didn't know how many people he had killed, and his mouth was numb.

Suddenly, a loud roar came from the direction of the city gate, "The third prince has escaped, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

"The descendants do not kill!"

Is the third prince paying homage? Mo Xuan was shocked when he saw a scout from his own team shouting, "The third prince is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

On the battlefield, these sergeants naturally knew how to boost morale, and many soldiers around them shouted together.

In this moment, the news spread throughout the battlefield.

The enemy's morale was low and they had no intention of killing. Some people knelt down and begged for mercy.

Mo Xuan looked at the rapidly changing battlefield in front of him, put away his sword, and walked to General Lu.

General Lu looked at him covered in blood and grinned. Those of them who were soldiers liked their comrades who lived and died together the most, and they were also powerful comrades.

"Master Mo has a good hand."

Mo Xuan also laughed, "General Lu, I also admire you."

The fighting had stopped and the enemy general took advantage of the chaos to escape. General Lu sent people to chase him.

Mo Xuan did not follow, but followed the group of people who stayed behind to clean up the battlefield.

The weather was too hot, and the bodies could not be left outside. They had to be burned centrally.

Upon hearing the news of the defeat of the rebels, the third prince vomited a mouthful of blood. After ten years of planning, he was defeated in one move and there was no room for improvement.

The man in black beside him quickly supported the third prince, "Your Highness, this is just a temporary defeat, we still have a chance."

Yes, there is still a chance, but it is too slim. It is too difficult to betray the emperor. There have only been two in so many years.

The third prince was protected and changed into luxurious clothes in a farmhouse, wearing linen clothes, as did everyone else.

When we came to the back room, there was a tunnel inside, which just led to the outside of the city.

The third prince had been walking in the tunnel for an unknown amount of time. The guard in front said, "Your Highness, it's over."

The third prince shook his head. As long as people are alive, they have opportunities.

Everyone came out of the tunnel, made some simple repairs, and immediately set off to go somewhere else.

They wanted to get horses and rations.

"Haha, third brother, we meet again."

A loud laugh came from the front, and the third prince's heart skipped a beat.

"Protect Your Highness!"

The men in black around them came to their senses instantly and protected the third prince behind them.

More than forty figures appeared in front of them. The leader had a scar on his face, and he was the fourth prince.

The fourth prince looked at him with a smile, and the third prince took a sharp step back, "You...why are you here? Aren't you in the palace?"

His Highness the Fourth Prince smiled, "Oh, of course the one in the palace is fake. I will wait for you here for two days and two nights, just because I am afraid that you will escape."

The third prince opened his eyes angrily. It turned out that he had always been a clown, being played by them.

He took a deep breath and couldn't help but ask, "Who is it? Who came up with the plan?"

The fourth prince was silent for a moment, and suddenly replied kindly, "That man's surname is Mo!"

"Mo Xuan?!!"

The third prince wanted to eat his life. It turned out that everything was caused by Mo Xuan. He really underestimated me. He was really there in the original Fenghuang Village, Sequoia's return to the capital, Shen Menglian... he was really there.

The Fourth Highness nodded, "Master Mo is smart, so he would naturally come up with such a plan."

The third prince suddenly said to him, "Fourth, if you do this to your second brother, aren't you afraid that he will kill you when your second brother takes the throne? How can you allow others to sleep soundly beside the bed?"

"Why don't you let me go, and when I grow up in the future, I can cooperate with you inside and outside, and how about turning the world upside down?"

His voice was full of confusion.

In fact, how could the fourth prince not understand what he said? But the second prince is different. He acts openly and aboveboard. If he really wants to deal with him, he will do it openly, which is better than the insidious villain in front of him.

Moreover, the second prince may not really have that kind of temperament. He is benevolent and caring for talents. He is very powerful and knows how to use kindness and power at the same time, so he may not be prepared for the worst.

The worst he could do was to disband his troops and return home, staying away from the capital. Anyway, his son, who was seriously ill, could not inherit his position as general.

Thinking of this, the depression in my heart suddenly disappeared.

Looking at the third prince, his eyes suddenly brought murderous intent, "Third brother, I don't know how second brother is, but I remember the kindness of this scar."

He stretched out his hand to cover the scar on his face. There were no ugly children in the Tian family. The princes were all very good-looking.

At that time, the fourth prince had outstanding military exploits and the public voice was the highest. Even the emperor was interested several times.

But his good third brother used other means and teamed up with the enemies at the time to hurt his face. The scar could obviously weaken it, but he was poisoned by it.

The third prince instantly panicked. Although he quickly covered it up, the fourth prince saw it clearly.