Su Shiyilu holds a high position of power in Shiwu.
He is a military man, and is a great fighter with many military achievements, so a considerable portion of Shiwu's troops are closely related to him. Shiwu himself advocates the use of force, and those with strong force can even easily break through bloodline prejudice.
In other words, he didn't dare to say that he knew all the famous Wudan warriors in Shiwu, but at least he had "heard of them". The Wudan warriors who besieged him at this time were all strangers, and he knew nothing about their moves.
This is very abnormal.
This means that the mastermind behind the scenes has a big plan and is very cunning! He started a long-term plan when no one noticed, secretly cultivating elite forces. He hid them tightly as a trump card and showed them at the critical moment!
Having an enemy is not scary. What is scary is that this enemy can lie dormant and operate for years.
This kind of endurance is terrifying.
His loud questioning did not elicit any response. The three men attacked almost at the same time, attacking Su Shiyilu from three different directions, leaving no way for Su Shiyilu to retreat.
No more talking, just fight!
clang!
clang clang!
As the weapons collided, sparks flew, smoke and dust flew around the battlefield, and the harsh collision sound also told the hardships of this battle. The blood from the wound flowed down Su Shiyilu's arm, and along the blade, almost forming a string of blood beads, splashing into the mud and forming a small pool of blood.
A long, bloody piece of meat fell not far away.
This was cut off accidentally.
Seeing that Su Shiyilu was about to run out of energy, one of them said, "Old man, don't resist any more!"
Su Shiyilu was breathing heavily, trying to hold the weapon tightly in his hand, trying to see the people in front of him who were becoming increasingly blurry.
He sneered: "No wonder, no wonder—"
No wonder he couldn't recognize these people.
Although this person speaks the Ten Crows language, his pronunciation is not pure.
He should not be one of the Ten Crows.
Most likely they were recruited from somewhere with a large sum of money.
It doesn't matter which prince it is...
Everyone is a suspect.
As the king's sons grew older, they became adults and took control of military forces, and their ambitions expanded wildly.
Su Shiyilu pleaded with the king more than once to suppress his sons and ensure the reputation and stable status of the sons born to the queen.
One reason is that he is the prince's uncle.
Another reason is the fear of "instability".
Su Shiyilu carefully studied the patterns of regime change in various countries on the mainland and found that "fighting within the same family" was an important cause of chaos.
Tolerating and fostering bad habits of internal strife is not conducive to the smooth transition and growth of a regime, and in serious cases may even lead to its demise.
The issue of succession must be taken seriously.
It’s better not to give other princes hope in the first place.
The king listened to Su Shiyilu's advice, but he rarely rejected the question of succession. He did not believe in the so-called "previous experience" of the continental countries, such as the eldest son of the legitimate wife. The Ten Crows needed a strong king, just as only the strongest and most skilled wolf could be the leader of a wolf pack. If an incompetent Mianyang became the king, could he lead the Ten Crows out of this broken place and march to the Central Plains
He himself is not some damn legitimate son or eldest son. He has reached his current position entirely through his fists.
In his opinion, Su Shiyilu's suggestions were more like "alarmist" and "too selfish", so he neither listened to them nor adopted them.
He is very happy to watch his sons grow up, challenge the position of alpha wolf and become the new alpha wolf in the future!
He likes and values the Queen's son very much, but compared to liking him, Shiwu is more important.
Faced with the fierce attack, Su Shiyilu became increasingly overwhelmed, his wounds increased visibly, and he was even so exhausted that he knelt on one knee, supporting himself with his weapon.
How could the enemy miss this opportunity and attack again
In this situation, Su Shiyilu had few choices.
Either he had to use his last trump card to take these enemies away, or he could just hold on for a while and wait for other guards on the battlefield to help him share the burden. The latter possibility became increasingly slim as time went by. Instead, the enemy gradually received reinforcements and shot several cold arrows at him secretly. If he hadn't dodged for a while and avoided the vital points, he would have died long ago, but now he was like a hedgehog.
There were several arrows stuck in front and back.
There is currently one and only one choice.
But at this critical moment, an unexpected accident occurred—a divine soldier descended from the sky, and a strange spiritual energy descended from the sky and penetrated into Su Shiyilu's body, like a downpour after a long drought, quickly moistening the dry and cracked field.
In sharp contrast to Su Shiyilu's ecstasy, the three enemy soldiers whose killing moves were blocked by the Wenqi City Wall were horrified, as if they had not expected that Su Shiyilu had another trump card. Immediately, one person restrained Su Shiyilu, and the other two went to kill the strange Wenxin scholar.
The battle has gotten to this point, with only one in ten of the thousands of men we brought left, how could we fail!
"Get out!"
One of the brave warriors suppressed his anger and shouted loudly. The sound waves spread out and impacted the ground, causing the ground to tremble slightly, the wind to swirl, and the sand and gravel to roll.
Wherever it is affected, even a person weighing more than 100 pounds cannot stand firmly. Theoretically, the protective words of the scribes can be broken.
But the target did not appear.
Instead, the people who came to support were affected. The least injured one was shaken to the point of bleeding from the mouth and nose, and the weaker ones simply fainted. Su Shiyilu saw this and finally vented his anger. He didn't want to know who the scholar who suddenly appeared was. The one who could help him was his own people.
He coughed up blood and laughed wantonly, "It seems that God doesn't want to take my life yet!"
"You are waiting for your death!"
It took the three of them working together to suppress Su Shiyilu.
If two of them were separated at this time, the remaining one would be pressed to the ground by him, and there would be several dangerous situations.
The atmosphere has been brewing to this point.
He won't accept the result unless he accepts this head!
The man also knew that he was in danger, so he decided to fight with his back against the wall and give it a try. But before he could prepare to fight to the death, his Danfu, which was full of martial energy, suddenly turned cold, and the tip of a sharp sword pierced out from his abdomen.
The sword moved from bottom to top, splitting it in half from the middle.
He was dumbfounded.
As he looked back, he vaguely saw a face covered in blood and dust. The person was very young.
Also dumbfounded was Su Shiyilu, who had regained his glory. His military achievements were snatched away right under his nose!
Without waiting for him to say anything, the man weakly supported himself on the ground with his sword, his body covered in blood, and said with an unstable breath: "Messenger, I am late... Your Highness... Are you okay..."
Su Shiyilu barely recognized who this person was.
The newly appointed Magistrate of Longwu County.
How could Su Shiyilu know what Wang Ji was like
He was beaten up like this and almost lost his life. As one of the enemy's targets, Prince Heqin was in great danger. I guess it was Meng Po Tang's turn now.
"I have sent people to escort His Highness away. I don't know the situation. Why is Mr. Shen like this?" Su Shiyilu answered casually.
"The camp was suddenly attacked by skyfire... and bandits attacked at night..." Shen Tang's eyes were red, and his face was full of grief, "... our army was defeated, and only a few dozen people escaped from the camp, and we don't know whether they are alive or dead..."
Su Shiyilu also noticed the sudden fall of the sky fire just now. It was indeed fierce. It was difficult for ordinary troops to escape, let alone the group of ordinary tribute girls: "The most urgent task is to meet up with Princess Wang and others as soon as possible. Please help me, Mr. Shen!"
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