"Ouch, we've hit it!" the deputy general cheered, "Brothers, charge! Kill the reed chicken and make chicken soup tonight!"
All the soldiers laughed in unison, and their morale was high.
However, the demonic army behind Weilou was gradually declining.
In fact, in terms of military strength alone, the two sides can be said to be evenly matched.
A large part of the demon army is itself a soldier in the Gyeonggi camp and directly obeys orders from Concubine Shu and Emperor Xiao.
Weilou was a confidant of Concubine Shu and Emperor Xiao, so they naturally followed his orders.
However, their state of mind is still very different from that of the real demon army.
The demon army was brought out by Weilou, so they were naturally loyal to him, but there was a layer between these soldiers and Weilou.
Not to mention, Emperor Xiao died suddenly, Concubine Shu was imprisoned, and the prince was about to ascend the throne. This series of events was a huge shock to them!
Originally, he followed Wei Lou because he wanted to make achievements, but now he saw that the soldiers from other battalions did not all submit as Wei Lou said, but instead followed the prince with a clear-cut flag. The more they fought, the braver he became, but Wei Lou was obviously panicked!
The coach is panicking, so naturally they are even more panicked!
When the two armies are fighting, what they fear is that their morale will be shattered.
Weilou was also a man who had led soldiers. Naturally, he could see that people's hearts were floating. He immediately raised his sword to encourage the soldiers: "Don't listen to their nonsense! All the camps in the capital are under my control! Even King Zhao bowed to me." I'm sure you will arrive soon! Listen to my order, kill the prince, enter the capital, and share in the glory and wealth! Anyone who dares to have different intentions will be killed without mercy!"
Upon hearing that King Zhao had already fallen to the Demon Lord, the soldiers in the Demon Army immediately trembled, but the soldiers on Xiao Lin's side also shuddered at the same time!
As the prince's main opponent, King Zhao's strength cannot be underestimated!
During this period of time, the Zhang family remained quiet. Even if Emperor Xiao died suddenly and Concubine Shu rebelled, they did not say a word. They were as honest as quails, but it turned out that they were secretly colluding with Concubine Shu?
If he joins, then this battle will...
Everyone felt a little heavy in their hearts, but at this moment, flags were fluttering on the official road ahead, yellow smoke was billowing, and thousands of cavalry were galloping towards this battlefield!
Standing in front of the dangerous building, I looked into the distance and saw the faint word "Zhao" on the flag. I was immediately overjoyed!
"Here he comes! King Zhao is here! Xiao Lin, you are finished!"
Xiao Lin just smiled faintly when he heard this and did not answer. Without stopping the long sword in his hand, in the blink of an eye another row of demon soldiers fell down screaming!
Amidst the screams, King Zhao, dressed in military uniform, arrived with a large group of troops.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao!" Weilou was overjoyed and stepped forward to greet him, "I've been waiting for you! You're finally here!"
King Zhao glanced at him and said nothing, only looking up at Xiao Lin.
Xiao Linfeng raised her eyes slightly and looked at him from a distance.
For a moment, no one spoke.
"Your Highness, do it quickly!" Wei Lou's voice was irritable and sharp, "As we agreed! Now is the right time!"
"It is indeed a good time..." King Zhao said, his eyes wandering around the blood-soaked battlefield, "Now my father died suddenly, the three princes were imprisoned, the prince was punished by God, and he was in a state of distress, but I, the king, have always been popular among the people. Although we cannot say that our troops are strong now, judging from the current situation of the battle, whichever side I help will win!".z.br>
After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Lin, "Your Highness, is your brother right?"
"If you think it's right, then it's right..." Xiao Lin lifted up the corner of his clothes and gently wiped the blood from the sword.
Even though he had just experienced a fierce battle and was covered in blood, he was still calm and composed. To him, the blood on his face was like some kind of decoration, adding a bit of fierce and lonely beauty to his already handsome face.
"Anything you do, you have to pay a price..." His voice was also light, "I wish King Zhao could bear that price!"
King Zhao sighed: "Your Highness has thought too much. At this moment, my brother, I really didn't think that much! I just suddenly thought of the time when your highness taught my brother to study and practice martial arts..."
"Oh?" Xiao Lin raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "How was it then?"
"At that time..." King Zhao sighed again, "I was really happy at that time! He was not the emperor at that time, and we didn't think about fighting each other. We just wanted to travel to the ends of the world with swords, be chivalrous and righteous, and be happy in the world... …”
"It was indeed a wonderful time!" Xiao Lin nodded, "Unfortunately, the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is fragile, and the good things in the world are not strong..."
"Yes!" King Zhao let out a long sigh, "I feel a little melancholy when I think about it!"
"Hey, Your Highness!" Wei Lou saw the two of them having an affair across the bright battlefield. He was so anxious that he quickly interrupted him, "At this time, it's better not to talk about this anymore, right? Now we should work together to fight together. Enemy, we..."
"Us?" King Zhao turned to look at him for a moment, smiled, and turned to Xiao Lin without saying a word, "How do you think your highness will choose?"
"I don't know!" Xiao Lin shook his head, "But I don't blame you!"
"If Your Highness were my younger brother, what choice would you make?" King Zhao asked again, and before Xiao Lin could answer, he added, "Your Highness's choice is my younger brother's choice!"
Before the sound of the word "choose" fell, his smiling face suddenly turned cold, and a cold light shone on his sleeves. The next moment, a sharp dagger pierced into the heart of Jie Lou beside him!
This time, before everyone could react, his dagger had already stirred in Weilou's heart!
He gouged out so hard, and his gestures were so neat and steady, with a "poof" sound, a blood hole appeared in Weilou's chest, and blood gushed out!
He clutched his chest and looked at King Zhao, his eyes filled with astonishment: "You...you..."
"What about me?" King Zhao snorted coldly, "I do want the supreme position, but that doesn't mean that I will do anything for that position! There are some things that I will die a thousand times or ten thousand times. I will never get involved even once!"
He slowly leaned down, looked down at the dangerous building, and said word by word: "You dare to touch the lives of tens of thousands of people in the Great Xiao! Do you really think that everyone in this world is as evil-hearted as you?"
He let out a cold cry, and pressed down hard on the dagger in his hand. His heart was stirred by him on the tip of the knife along with a cavity of dirty blood, and he threw it heavily to the ground!
"This heart is really dark!" He spat and looked at Xiao Lin again, "Your Highness, my brother, did I not disappoint you?"
Xiao Lin obviously didn't expect him to be like this. He looked at him deeply, and after a moment, he said: "It turns out that Gu Qing is looking at my second brother!"
"It's not too late to look up now!" King Zhao raised his lips, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and said solemnly: "Kill the rebels, protect the prince, protect the people, and calm the people's hearts!"
"Kill, kill, kill!" Thousands of people behind him shouted in unison and dispersed, quickly joining in the fierce battle.
