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"This is impossible. How can 30,000 innate soldiers in formation suppress the flying boat?"

Ximen Wuqing screamed like a madman.

Elder Sun was not much better. His eyes were red and he ran back and forth, wishing he could jump out of the protective shield and carry the flying boat to escape.

"This, this is because the commander of the 30,000-man army is too powerful. He can fight against tens of thousands of troops alone."

Although the flying boat was not completely imprisoned and could still fly slowly, its speed was so slow that it was despairing.

Elder Sun's face was full of bitterness.

""Young Master, we can't escape. Although our flying boat is luxuriously decorated, it is not for combat. I

'm afraid this defensive formation can't stop that white horse villain. We, we are going to be captured."

A trace of despair flashed in Ximen Wuqing's eyes.

The Ximing Dynasty is powerful and established by military merit. It has always looked down on losers.

If the news of his defeat and capture spreads back, he will never be able to ascend to the throne of the Godly King in this life. If things go wrong, the powerful father will not even recognize him as his own son.

"What should I do?"

Boom!

With a deafening explosion, the Piercing Cloud Flying Boat trembled violently, and the attendants and maids fell to the ground, crying out in grief.

Ximen Wuqing's face turned even paler.

Boom, boom, boom!......

In the void, Zhao Yun rode alone, stabbing the transparent light shield with his spear, shaking the flying boat inside and causing it to tremble and wail.

Seeing that the light shield was becoming thinner and thinner,

Elder Sun's hair and beard stood up.

"Young Master, surrender quickly. You are a great noble of the Ximing Dynasty, and your status is prominent.

The people on the other side dare not hurt you. If you resist stubbornly, once you provoke the anger of those barbarians, the consequences will be unpredictable."

Ximen Wuqing trembled, remorseful and full of

"Damn Fan Hui, damn Ci Xin An, you killed me."

Helpless, he raised his hands high and walked to the bow.

"General, stop. I am willing to surrender. I ask you to follow the rules between the dynasties, treat the prisoners well, and do not harm this prince."

"Willing to surrender? No problem, land the flying boat on the top of the mountain, put away the magic circle, and line up to come down for inspection."

Jiang Hao's hearty voice came from afar, Ximen Wuqing's eyes twitched violently a few times, and he had to do as he was told.

A moment later, the flying boat landed.

A large group of white horse volunteers boarded the flying boat under the leadership of Zhao Yun, drove out all the people from Ximing, accepted the seal one by one, and all became prisoners.

Soon, the embarrassed Ximen Wuqing and Elder Sun who had lost half of his arm were brought over.

"How dare you! Why don't you bow to the Lord of Daxia?"

A white horse soldier shouted.

"How dare you! I am the son of the brave prince of the Ximing Dynasty, and my status is no less than that of the emperor. Why?...."Ouch!"

Before he could finish his words, Ximen Wuqing was hit hard on both legs by the spear.

The soldier escorting him was furious.

How dare this bastard despise their supreme majesty? He was so bold.

He raised the spear again, but before it fell.

Plop, plop.

Two figures knelt on their knees at the same time and paid homage.

He was so angry that he had no place to vent his anger. He stepped back a few steps while cursing, but held the spear tightly in his hand, waiting for these two bastards to make mistakes again, and then he would teach them a lesson.

Ximen Wuqing was ashamed and annoyed, and was furious.

A small innate ant dared to attack him. It was a great shame. Don't give him a chance.

As long as he can escape and return to the Ximing Dynasty, he will give everything he has and invite a large army to destroy Daxia, kill all the men of this dynasty, and reduce all the women to slaves. He will humiliate and ravage them every day to eliminate the hatred in his heart. He was secretly imagining the pleasure of revenge when a chuckle came from his ear.

"You look very unconvinced, with hatred on your face and murderous intent in your eyes.

You are determined to take revenge in the future. In this case, I can't let you stay."

"What?"

Ximen Wuqing was startled, as if struck by lightning. The next moment, he kowtowed like crazy, his head banging on the ground, and he cried loudly.

"Spare my life, Your Majesty, spare my life!

I know I was wrong, I am guilty, I sincerely repent, please don't kill me, I am willing to be a dog under your feet, obedient and loyal, please spare my life!"

Next to him, Elder Sun was holding half of his broken arm, dumbfounded.

"Damn!

Is this still the arrogant and conceited prince of the Godly Kingdom?

He usually doesn't even bother to look at people of lower status than him.

Even when dealing with people of the same status, he rarely speaks in a false manner.

It is said in the capital that he is of noble status and arrogant, but no one would have thought that he has such a side.

If this gets out.......Oh no, I saw him in such an ugly state, he will definitely take revenge on me when he gets the upper hand in the future.

This is a damn disaster!"

Elder Sun was stunned for a moment, and also fell to the ground with a thump.

"Your Majesty, the great and supreme one, I, Sun Delu, am also willing to surrender to Daxia.

Your Majesty, please do not be fooled by Ximen Wuqing's tricks. His father is the King of the West Ming, and his mother is the sister of the leader of the Mingdu Mountain, a major cultivation sect.

He has an extremely prominent status and will never surrender sincerely. Everything he does is a disguise, just to deceive your Majesty's trust.

Your Majesty, the great and supreme one, please do not be fooled."

"Bastard, Sun Delu, you old bastard is looking for death."

Ximen Wuqing's eyes were filled with blood, and he stared at Elder Sun in disbelief, and his whole body was almost ignited by anger.

Elder Sun did not show any weakness and stared at him, his eyes full of sneers.

"Who is afraid of who? We are all prisoners. How can you be more noble than me? I have disliked you for a long time. You dare to look at me? If you look at me again, I will dig your eyes out."

Everyone around was a little stunned.

They didn't know why these two guys in the same camp started fighting. It seemed that the breakup was very thorough.

Jiang Hao watched with a smile, and had no intention of trying to stop the fight. He even added fuel to the fire.

"Ximen Prince, right? Sun Delu was your subordinate, right? How could you bear it if he said that to you?

If it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it.

He already has one arm, why are you still afraid of him? Go and beat him up, I have confidence in you."

Elder Sun:"( ⊙ o ⊙ )Ah!"

Simon Wuqing:"{{{(＞_＜)}}}"

Everyone:"O(╯□╰)o"

Seeing that no one said anything, Jiang Hao laughed.

"Let's stop arguing now. It's time to get down to business. Come on, take these two away and interrogate them separately.

All the prisoners, including the captives, must give their confessions.

Remember, let everyone sign and seal the information they said, and then I will check it myself.

If anyone dares to talk nonsense and is found out, he will bear the consequences.

Don't say I didn't warn you!"

Many white horse soldiers came forward and escorted all three or four hundred people away for interrogation.

Jiang Hao turned and looked at the lonely tall pole on the edge of the cliff.

"Master Fan Hui, are you all right?

You have seen everything that happened before, right? Now that you think back on the past, do you have anything else to say to me?"