Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

"Do not……"

Su Qing looked indifferent and said softly: "There is no need to send troops, just wait..."

He only had to wait quietly, and the soldiers of the Western Wei Dynasty could clear out the Huns' cavalry for him.

He only needs to send troops to take over the battlefield when the Huns step into Lincheng.

The remaining 200,000 soldiers of the Western Wei Dynasty who were replaced by Yu Wenzhang's secret trade could never be the opponents of the Eastern Wei Dynasty...

Hu Luguang looked at Su Qing's face and murmured in his heart, His Majesty had been so precious to the princess of the Western Wei Dynasty before, but now he had to watch the Western Wei Dynasty bleed and drift, and the army was defeated and desolate...

I wonder how the princess of the Western Wei Dynasty would react if she found out about this...

Time passed day by day, and the spies indeed brought news that the Huns had conquered Lincheng. The moment he received the news, Su Qing immediately ordered the dispatch of troops.

The black armor cavalry of the Eastern Wei Dynasty have long been ready to go, and they all have stern eyes. They can't wait to go and reap the fruits of victory.

At this time in Lincheng, Yu Wenzhang had led Hu Yanzhuo into a trap, and almost all the Huns were wiped out by Yu Wenzhang.

Yu Wenwen sat on the horse, with a smile on his lips, looking down at Hu Yanzhuo who was pinned to the ground and unable to move.

Yu Wenzhang: "Hu Yanzhuo, my old friend, you are indeed still so stupid.

I set a trap at will, and you just keep digging in, and keep digging again and again. In this war, who will lose if you don't lose? "

Hu Yanzhuo stared at Yu Wenzhang, his eyes full of resentment.

Even though he was pressed down and unable to move, he still struggled fiercely: "Yu Wenwen! You must die a good death! I will kill you!"

Yu Wenzhang chuckled: "Kill me? Then you may not have this chance."

He slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist and put the tip of the sword against Hu Yanzhuo's neck: "Old friend, do you have any last words?"

Yu Wenzhang's long sword cut Hu Yanzhuo's neck, and blood flowed out immediately. At the same time, the captured Huns soldiers immediately shouted nervously: "Great Chanyu!"

Yu Wenzhang's eyes casually glanced at the Hun prisoners, and a strong killing intent emerged from his body.

Hu Yanzhuo felt Yu Wenzhang's murderous intention and immediately said: "Let them go!"

Yu Wenzhang seemed to have heard a joke: "What did you say?"

There was a look of pleading in Hu Yanzhuo's eyes: "As long as you let them go, I will return your sweetheart to you..."

Yu Wenwen's expression remained unchanged, and he pushed the tip of his sword forward: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. Return the person first."

Huyanzhuo immediately said: "This is impossible! What if I return the person and you regret it?"

Yu Wenzhang chuckled lightly: "Then I will have to kill them one by one until you are willing to return them..."

As he spoke, he casually slashed with his long sword, and immediately a Hun warrior's throat was slit open, and blood spurted out instantly, staining a large area of ​​land red.

Yu Wenzhang: "Say?"

Hu Yanzhuo gritted his teeth and remained silent, while Yu Wenwen didn't hesitate. He struck out with another sword, and immediately another person lost his life.

Hu Yanzhuo: "..."

When he killed the seventh person, Hu Yanzhuo could no longer bear it and shouted: "Stop! I say!"

Yu Wenzhang stopped what he was doing and looked at Hu Yanzhuo.

Hu Yanzhuo gritted his teeth and said: "The carriage I was riding in on the battlefield is now parked outside the city gate, and the person is in the gap between the carriage..."

Yu Wenwen immediately dropped the long sword in his hand and said coldly to Zhang Liu: "Keep an eye on him!"

After saying that, Yu Wenzhang immediately jumped on his horse and led the people out of the city. Soon Yu Wenwen found the luxurious carriage. He pulled off the curtain roughly, then jumped on the carriage and opened the hidden compartment in one go.

His Majesty was lying in a dark room, his hands and feet were tied and his eyes were blindfolded. His whole body was covered with wounds and he had fallen into a coma.

Yu Wenwen suppressed his anger and carried the man out, and then hurried to the city. He had to let the doctor treat His Majesty's injury as soon as possible.

Huyanzhuo was imprisoned in the dungeon of Lincheng, waiting to be punished.

Yu Wenzhang looked at the unconscious person lying on the bed, his expression full of complexity.

For as long as he could remember, he had been having a dream, a dream about His Majesty.

In his dream, he was entangled with His Majesty, life after life.

In the dream, he should be in love with His Majesty.

But in reality, looking at His Majesty's cheek, his face was still the same, but he didn't feel the same heartbeat as in the dream.

He didn't know the reason for this, but it didn't prevent His Majesty from being different here.

Yu Wenwen gently stroked His Majesty's cheek, a cold light flashed in his eyes, Hu Yanzhuo dared to hurt His Majesty like this, he would definitely not let Hu Yanzhuo go...