As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately dispersed and quickly retreated to the side with their heads lowered.
Lin Xi took an arrogant step, supported the old man in brocade clothes with one hand, and said with a smile: "How can I, a native of Beiliang, be allowed to be slaughtered by others?"
"Whoever beats you, please beat me back!"
After hearing this, the old soldier from Beiliang sighed with tears in his eyes. His honest and honest look gave no trace of the fact that he was once an iron-blooded soldier.
But when he turned around, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent and filled with terrifying bloodshot eyes. His legs were no longer lame, and his back was no longer hunched.
Seeing this scene, the few palace guards who took action were shaken and lowered their heads subconsciously.
When Lin Xi saw this, she smiled with a satisfied look on her face.
The old pawn lowered his head and looked at the Beiliang Dao handed over to him, grinning broadly.
"Your Majesty, my Beiliang Sword will definitely kill people when it is unsheathed. I won't take it today, old guy."
Lin Xi narrowed his eyes, and the soldier who handed over the knife waved it hard in an instant.
"Pfft~" a sound.
A bloody head rose into the air.
Seeing this scene, the old soldier was slightly startled for a moment, then he readily took the knife and rushed forward with a big smile.
Naturally, the guards of Prince Jing'an were unwilling to wait for death and drew out their sabers one after another.
But the next second.
They regretted it.
I saw many Beiliang soldiers turning their heads together with cold eyes.
"Damn it, you still dare to draw a sword in front of the Crown Prince?"
"Come here, there are assassins to protect His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Destroy the enemy~~~Kill~"
There was a roar and a cold knife was unsheathed.
Blood flew everywhere at the scene, and people screamed in agony.
In just a few moments, many of the guards of Prince Jing'an's Palace were dead and wounded, lying on the ground.
There were quite a few soldiers from Beiliang who heard the grunting sound when they passed by, and quietly made up for it. As the saying goes, it is fun to help others. Since he looked so miserable, it was better to give him a ride.
Seeing this scene, the people watching became even more frightened.
Many people call you good guys in their hearts, but you still make excuses!
Who says Beiliang people are all barbarians? Aren't they quite smart!
at this time.
Suddenly a large group of people rushed out of the camp.
The leader, King Jing'an, had gloomy eyes and a dark complexion.
When he saw his son being beaten into a pig's head, his blood surged even more, with a murderous look on his face.
However, when he saw that the perpetrator was Lin Xi, he unusually did not get angry. Instead, he walked forward with a smile and asked softly: "Hey, nephew, what's going on?"
When Lin Xi heard the sound, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, she slowly turned around, cupped her hands with an embarrassed look on her face and said, "Oh, Uncle King Jing'an."
"It's okay, it's just that my nephew had some conflicts with these bastards."
When King Jingan heard this, he looked at the corpses on the ground in shock and said angrily: "Huh? Did these bastards rush into you?"
"What a bunch of damn things. Well done, well done."
"Uncle Wang is lax in his discipline. Uncle Wang will discipline him more strictly after he returns."
After hearing this, Lin Xi opened her mouth in astonishment and said with big eyes: "Oh, these people are actually Uncle Wang's subordinates?"
"Oh, isn't this a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple? They didn't say anything just now."
After saying that, Lin Xi slapped her thigh, hurriedly ran to the side, helped Prince Jing'an up, and said apologetically: "Hey, this dear friend just said that he was Prince Jing'an. , is it possible that this is true?”
After hearing this, the people who were watching all had dull expressions on their faces and shouted in their hearts, "Good guy, you must have been born as an actor!"
King Jing'an smiled calmly, waved his hand to take his son, and then said: "Hey, this brat actually got into a conflict with his wise nephew. He really can't see the truth."
"Don't mind, my dear nephew. Uncle Wang will teach your elder brother a lesson when he gets back."
After hearing this, Lin Xi quickly shook her hand: "Oh, it's okay, it's okay. Uncle Wang is too polite."
"Logically speaking, I should be the one to apologize to Brother Shi."
King Jing'an laughed when he heard this, waved his hand and said, "A good nephew doesn't have to be like this. Do you misunderstand? The past is the past."
After saying that, King Jingan looked back at Xia Xixia, smiled and said, "Oh, Xixia is here too."
"What's wrong, are you accompanying Xi'er to watch the competition?"
Xia Xixia nodded slightly and said softly: "I have met Uncle Wang Jing'an."
King Jing'an smiled inexplicably, turned around and said, "Okay, then I will stop being annoying and disturbing your world."
After saying that, King Jing'an and his party turned and left.
On the way, King Jingan looked coldly at the pig-headed prince who was being supported, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
at the same time.
Lin Xi looked at the backs of Prince Jing'an and his son with raised eyebrows, and said softly, "Old Fox."
"Come on, let's go in too."
Hearing this, Xia Xixia gently took the little girl's soft little hand, pursed her lips and followed her.
The drama ended, and the people watching breathed a sigh of relief.
…
Once entering the military camp.
The eight majestic phalanxes were each competing secretly, all glaring at each other with all their strength.
When someone forms a phalanx, other teams will follow suit and rehearse the phalanx.
When others train formations, they also train formations.
There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers, fighting tug of war when it's time to tug of war, fighting with swords and guns when it's time to fight, it's so lively.
Lin Xi looked at it indifferently, then led the two women towards the Beiliang Army camp with a look of disdain.
As the nominal first army of the Great Xia Empire, Beiliang was of course also included in this military exercise, and was the most popular to win the first prize.
The golden characters "Beiliang Army" and the black and red banners fluttered in the wind and made a rustling sound.
Inside the camp gate.
The slightly elegant middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes looked at Lin Xi with a smile and cupped his hands.
"Beiliang Army shook the mountain camp, Lin Hao, and met His Highness the Crown Prince."
"His Royal Highness, may you be blessed and safe."
Lin Xi walked toward Lin Hao with a smile on her face and narrowed her eyes.
"My prince was surrounded just now, why didn't you go to rescue him?"
"Lin Hao, do you have any prejudice against me?"
Before Lin Hao could say anything after hearing this, the deputy general on the side quickly bowed and clasped his fists, and said slightly nervously: "Your Highness has misunderstood, my general..."
"My prince didn't ask you!" Lin Xi's eyes narrowed and she stared with a hint of chill on her face.
This sharp shout made Xia Xixia, who was following behind, tremble in shock and sweat dripping from her body.
For a moment, there was a solemn smell in the air.
But at this moment.
Lin Hao suddenly laughed.
"Your Highness, you've scared them for a while."
As soon as these words came out, the soldiers around him were slightly stunned and looked at each other with confused faces. They were all confused.
Lin Xi rolled his eyes, stretched out his fist and punched Lin Hao, and then walked into the military camp swaggeringly.
"Who told you not to go out and rescue the driver? If they were frightened, it would be because of you and they deserve it!"
