Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

"Don't you see your father?

Qian Zuisheng sneered in his heart, this mother and son are really self-righteous, and they still try to impress him with that meager affection.

Qian Zuisheng held up the Tiger Talisman and walked to the front of the army formation.

Unexpectedly, the vanguard turned out to be the gray-haired Yushi doctor, Wei Su's father - Wei Cang.

Wei Cang knelt in front of the Yujie steps: "The final general is willing to accompany Prince Li to help the general and drive the Gaochang barbarians out of Qianyu Kingdom!"

Qian Zuisheng was silent, without any words, and there was no need to speak before the battle.

When the country is in crisis, generals who are willing to fight with Qian Zuisheng will only follow their own beliefs.

A deafening cry resounded through the sky: "Kill the enemy, kill the enemy!!"

After a thousand rains glared at the end of Yujie, the mist has not yet dispersed, and dawn has already broken.

"Concubine Tian, ​​I envy you!"

"Brother Zuisheng."

The clear female voice was particularly evident in the majestic shouts, and Qian Zui turned her head.

Qianyechen was dressed in men's clothes, holding a long sword, with slightly disheveled temple hair, as delicate and pretty as before.

Panting, she grabbed Qian Zuisheng's rein: "Brother Zuisheng, let Chen'er go with you!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

The soldiers were greatly encouraged, they did not expect that Her Highness Princess, who is usually delicate, would have such courage.

Li Yong hugged his son and stumbled behind, seeing Qian Yuhou was overjoyed: "Mother, mother, please persuade Ye Chen."

Qian Zuisheng's words of refusal had reached his lips, and he finally nodded.

The brother and sister walked side by side, and no one looked back.

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"His Royal Highness accept the surrender! I, Gaochang Khan, is kind and will treat the captives kindly!"

The sharp arrows swept in with a strong wind.

Jiang Ji Minlen's vision was blurred, sweat dripped down his face, and the broken spear was tightly wrapped in his hand by his sleeve.

He tilted his ears and tried his best to distinguish the direction of the sharp arrow, but he couldn't hear anything except the shouts of Gaochang soldiers.

Suddenly, swords clashed.

Mo Zhuang was hit by inertia and fell backwards, Jiang Jimin helped him up: "The general's sword is not old yet!"

"Hahaha..." Mo Zhuang laughed loudly, "Thank you, His Royal Highness, I am overjoyed, overjoyed!"

The two supported each other and came behind a big rock.

Mo Zhuang chuckled: "I used to only know that His Royal Highness is strategizing, but I never thought of being so brave!"

Jiang Jimin also laughed, with blood dripping down his forehead, his vision was blurred: "It's rare that an upright general will flatter you? Haha... Gu... It's not a loss... Cough... How many soldiers do we have?"

The encirclement circle became smaller and smaller, and a few dozens of Jiangling wounded soldiers guarded Jiang Jimin and Mo Zhuang in the middle with their flesh and blood.

Mo Zhuang felt a great pain in his heart: "Reporting to Your Highness, there are more than a hundred people."

"Okay... okay... they are all my good boys...cough..."

Mo Zhuang turned his head and looked at Jiang Jimin with a smile: "Your Highness is tired, so take a break. Don't be afraid of His Highness's jokes. The old minister is also tired, and his body is not as good as before..."

Jiang Jimin stretched out his fingertips and tapped Mo Zhuang: "The general is eccentric. He knew that Xian Jing was coming, but he still didn't let Gu wait for him... Forget it, just squint for a while. When he comes, you call me. I have something to say." To explain..."

Mo Zhuang's throat was choked up, and he wanted to ask Jiang Jimin what he wanted to explain, but looking at the soldiers who fell like mowing grass in front of him, Mo Zhuang only sighed in his heart.

The secret of his brothers, what was he doing to be annoying, a man who lived a little longer?

Jiang Jimin opened and closed his lips.

Mo Zhuang hesitated for a moment, and then listened to him in a strange way.

Jiang Jimin chuckled lightly: "Zui Sheng, this kid, if he resists today, he will become a great weapon. Shocking, you have to be careful!"

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Li Qiao, Jiang Jimin's lieutenant, led his subordinates and knelt outside the tent for a day and a night: "I beg the princess to show mercy, let the last general rush to help His Royal Highness, and I beg the princess to be fulfilled."

Wei Su was so anxious that he kept pacing in the tent.

As time went by, the morale of the army became more and more unstable.

Among the soldiers in Jiangling, some people even began to suspect that Qian Zuisheng had a ghost in his heart, otherwise why would he hide in the tent for so many days for no reason, and only send Wei Su out to deal with it?

There was no response in the tent for half a day.

Jiang Jimin is rigorous in running the army, Li Qiao has always been brave and resourceful, and has fought against Qian Zuisheng a few times before, and admires Qian Zuisheng very much, but now he can't sit still.

Li Qiao stood up straight: "The general has something to ask to see the princess."

There was no movement inside.

"Princess, offended."

Li Qiao kicked the guard away with both feet, and was about to rush in, but Wei Su grabbed his wrist: "General Li, the princess is in poor health, it's inappropriate for you to do this!"

Li Qiao snorted coldly: "Is it suitable? I, Li Qiao, broke in today too. Princess..."

The bed was empty.

Li Qiao looked at Wei Su in disbelief.

"General Li, listen to my explanation..."

Li Qiao was about to leave without saying a word, but in a hurry, Wei Su hugged Li Qiao's arm: "General Li!"

"Shira..."

Li Qiao stared dumbfounded at the half-cut sleeve in Wei Su's hand, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of fireworks came from the direction of Qianyu City.

Wei Su almost cried with joy, he turned around and took out the token from the table: "Where is Li Qiao?"

Li Qiao has followed Jiang Jimin for many years, and when he saw the fireworks and thought of the empty tent, how could he not understand, and he immediately lifted his spirits: "The end is here!"

"The princess has an order, ordering you to bring [-] soldiers and horses to help the Prince's Hall immediately!"

Li Qiao rode his horse and galloped wildly, Your Highness, I will take you home at the end!

After Li Qiao left, Wei Su fell back into the chair, his fingertips were cold and his lips trembled: "Eight days!"

After another two days of torment, the sound of Xiao Angu's fighting gradually weakened.

Jiang Xian couldn't remember how many horses he ran to death, his legs were already numb, but his face was flushed, and he didn't feel tired at all.

His eyes were extremely clear, and he saw Wei Su dragging his horse over to him from a distance: "My lord, Xiao Angu!"

Jiang Xianjing jumped onto the horse's back, and the horse under his crotch neighed and fell to the ground.

It was a hard-earned horse, and the sergeant beside him felt distressed, so he hurriedly brought cold water to cool it down, but unexpectedly, the horse foamed at the mouth and died of exhaustion.

Jiang Xian was startled but reined in the horse, and his sharp eyes swept towards everyone: "Everyone, is the show good?"

All the soldiers fell to their knees in black pressure.

With tears in his eyes, Wei Su said, "My lord, I will finally accept the military order of the lord... the princess, and hand over one hundred thousand of my soldiers to the lord safely."

Jiang Xianjing knew what Qian Zuisheng was thinking, and also knew that Wei Su was having a good time these days, so naturally he would not make things difficult for him, so he waved his arms: "All generals obey orders."

The morale of the soldiers was greatly boosted.

Jiang Xian shouted in shock: "Follow me into the valley."

Wei Su was shocked: "But the prince..."

Jiang Xian raised his whip high in shock: "You can stay!"

As the sun set, thousands of troops and horses galloped towards Xiao'an Valley following behind Jiang Xianjing.

Wei Su said "Bah Bah" twice, and spit twice into the palm of his hand: "Sun, leave a ball! I'm fucking suffocating these days, master, the end is coming!"