"ah------"
Chen Hu's shrill shout almost echoed through the entire military camp.
This caused the soldiers in the military camp to stop and watch.
Seeing more and more Beili soldiers surrounding him, the Mongolian man felt a little frightened.
They were in Beili's military camp, in front of Beili soldiers, and committed murder against Beili people.
If this made Beili's soldiers displeased and they brought it to the emperor, they, the Mongols, would also suffer.
Several big Mongolian men thought of this, suddenly pulled out the scimitar from Chen Hu's thigh, and eagerly wanted to run away with Chen Hu.
Chen Hu had already been stabbed several times on his body at this time, and his body was dripping with red blood.
His scarlet eyes widened, and his eyes became a little distracted.
I originally thought that the ferocious Mongolian wild boar would stab him with a scimitar again, but I saw them putting away the scimitar in a panic and planning to run away.
Chen Hu's originally held breath stagnated, and then he took a quick breath.
"Please help me! I'm from Beili!"
"Can you tolerate the Mongolian wild boar... committing murder in the military camp in Beili?" Chen Hu gasped with his last bit of strength.
If he were taken away by these Mongolian wild boars, he might not be able to save his life.
The Beili soldiers who were just silently watching at first heard this, and there were whispers among the crowd.
Then, a voice stopped the Mongolian man from moving: "You Mongolians..."
Chen Hu's eyes lit up, and the pain in his body was nothing. Seeing someone who could speak out for justice, he almost cried.
"You Mongolians are really bad at it. After being stabbed a few times, Chen Hu was still able to speak. You are going to stab him three inches below his ribs."
"It only takes one knife. When Chen Hu closes his eyes, it hurts to see that he is so breastful."
When Chen Hu heard this, he reacted for a long time, and was so angry that he almost lost his temper.
The big Mongolian man's movements only paused slightly at this moment, and he met the provocative eyes of the Beili soldiers.
The Mongolian man's eyes gradually became fierce: "You, what are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about you coward! Do you know how to stab someone? If you can't, call us Beili soldiers to come!"
"Yes! What's the point of stabbing someone without pain? Let us Beili people show us our skills!" Someone in the crowd was cheering.
Upon hearing this, the Mongolian man directly threw Chen Hu, who was caught in the creaking nest, to the ground.
He stared at Chen Hu, his eyes gradually becoming fierce as he listened to the taunts of the Beili soldiers in his ears.
Chen Hu's lips were white at this moment, he was sweating profusely, and he was almost in pain and could not speak.
Only at this moment did he realize that it was Beili's soldiers who wanted him dead more than the Mongolian prince!
Chen Hu squirmed hard, but the Mongolian man grabbed the wound on his thigh and pulled him back violently.
Chen Hu screamed in pain again.
But the Mongolian man didn't care. He raised his scimitar and stabbed Chen Hu in the ribs: "Who said I can't do it!"
Chen Hu took a breath with trembling lips, his eyes turned white, and his whole body fell into a state of numbness.
His whole body trembled, and yellow liquid flowed out of his lower body in a steady stream, still steaming.
The pungent smell made everyone present frown.
"Okay! Okay!" Beili soldiers cheered loudly.
"Who among you Beili soldiers is going to fight? No one can stab me more painfully than the Mongolian!" The Mongolian man was so provoked that he had forgotten his original purpose.
Mongolians eat beef and mutton, and as soon as the scimitar comes out, the cattle and sheep will be killed immediately.
This was originally a unique skill of the Mongols, but now they are laughed at by Beili soldiers like this. How can they bear it!
"I'll do it! If I stab Chen Hu in the eyeball, it will definitely hurt more!" One of the Beili soldiers stepped forward and pulled out the long sword at his waist.
Princess Duan held up the hem of her skirt and supported the maid's hand. When she rushed here, she saw this scene.
She screamed and almost fell to the ground.
"Who dares! How dare you soldiers! Xie Lingxiao even said he wanted to release him! It was the man named by the Mongolian prince!"
"Mongol warriors? Where are the Mongolian warriors! You are here under orders to protect my princess's younger brother!"
Princess Duan immediately threw herself on Chen Hu, blocking the movements of the Beili soldiers.
Chen Hu originally had wounds all over his body, but being slapped by Princess Duan like this made him go to pieces.
He moved his lips and spoke breathlessly into Princess Duan's ear.
"Sister...sister, it's the Mongolian prince. It's the Mongolian prince who wants my life!"
Princess Duan trembled when she heard this. She raised her head in disbelief and saw the bloody scimitar in the hand of the Mongolian man.
The tight string in her mind broke with a buzzing sound.
"Prince of Mongolia? How dare the Prince of Mongolia take the lives of the nobles of Beili! Ahu is the only child of our family for three generations!"
The big Mongolian man frowned impatiently, and the scimitar in his hand was still dripping with blood.
"I don't care if you are a vegetable sprout or a garlic sprout. If Xie Lingxiao puts the person in our hands, Beili will give the person full authority to us!"
Princess Duan roared, almost going crazy. Her excited expression was like a mother animal protecting her cubs: "Why should Xie Lingxiao let him go!"
"Why did Xie Lingxiao hand Ahu into your hands! Ahu is from Beili!!!"
Princess Duan roared and leaned on Chen Hu desperately, mouthing Xie Lingxiao's name.
Then he was stunned.
"Yes, General Xie Lingxiao, will you let the Mongols attack the Beili people in the military camp?"
Her voice was soft, but her eyes were so fierce that the big Mongolian man couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Princess Duan said, and hurriedly ordered the maid beside her to go to Mojie City and Xie Lingxiao's tent to call Xie Lingxiao over.
While she was here, Princess Duan lay on Chen Hu's body desperately, telling everyone not to dare to approach easily.
Chen Hu felt that time passed so slowly. His blood was almost drained, and the world in front of him became blurry.
It took a long time for Xie Lingxiao to arrive late.
He looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked look on his face.
When Ji Wanrong saw Princess Duan covered in blood and lying in a pool of blood with Chen Hu, she paused in her steps, her chest shook, and then she exaggeratedly raised her hand to cover her mouth.
"what happened?"
Xie Lingxiao looked at his sister's exaggerated expression, pursed his lips, suppressed his smile, and then said: "Princess Duan, why have you become like this? Please get up quickly!"
Princess Duan looked at the exaggerated expressions of the two people in front of her and immediately understood what was going on. She spoke with hatred: "Xie Lingxiao, how could you allow the Mongolian prince to hurt people in your military camp?"
Xie Lingxiao blinked, Ji Wanrong looked innocent.
"It was you who forced me to release the people. I was forced to have no choice but to suppress the anger of all the soldiers before reluctantly releasing the people. I sent the people to the Mongols according to your wishes."
"You have already won a great victory, what do you mean by this?"
