"I'm the prince!" Helian said angrily.
The general dismounted and knelt down, and the soldiers behind him also knelt down on the ground.
He Liansheng watched the follow-up army roll past him, and suddenly panicked as if something bad was about to happen. He held his heart and slowed down, flew up and landed on a horse, "Drive!" People rushed out like an arrow from the string.
"Protect the prince!"
"Hurry up, stop him!"
"..."
All of a sudden, the whole team was in chaos. He Liansheng was a crown prince and had his own master who specialized in martial arts. Although his martial arts was not as good as some of the great masters, he was definitely much better than these ordinary soldiers.
He Liansheng was galloping on a horse, waving the whip in his hand, and the soldiers didn't dare to hurt the prince. In the end, He Liansheng just rushed out of the team, just catching up with the tail of the army in front.
When the soldiers saw it, they got on their horses and chased after the prince. Since they couldn't stop him, they followed him to protect him.
Yu Qingyu followed after running for more than a dozen miles, and saw a fight in a low-lying place.
Daxia's soldiers were surrounded, the enemy had more people than Daxia, and the situation seemed to be better than Daxia's.
The old general commanded the assault army to charge up, and Yu Qingyu was in the row. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He was afraid that he would not be able to sing after watching this scene.
Yu Qingyu felt that he was shaking all the time, he sang over and over again, shouting and killing around him, the sound never stopped when Jin Ge handed over, at a certain moment the world seemed to be quiet, Yu Qingyu slowly opened his eyes.
The redness of the setting sun seems to have burned the ground red. At this moment, the sky, the earth, and the people are all red. The small depressions formed by the blood were stepped on by the soldiers cleaning the battlefield back and forth. The strong smell of blood rushed straight to the forehead. .
Yu Qingyu thought of Man Jianghong that night again, his eyes gradually turned cold, sharp claws that were cut off slowly grew out of his fingers, and even his teeth seemed to be a little sharper.
He glanced at the red ones, the corner of his mouth curled coldly, "crash" the chains that locked him were all broken, and he jumped off the carriage with his tail.
"Qingyu, what are you doing? Be sober!" the system shouted anxiously.
Yu Qingyu paused for a moment, his eyes regained a trace of clarity, "System, why do I have a feeling that I'm about to lose control?"
"Calm down, there are too many people here, it will take too much time for you to kill one by one, and you will be in danger yourself."
The surrounding soldiers suddenly surrounded him, dozens of thatch pointed at him, each of them ready to move.
When Yu Qingyu jumped down just now, the wheelchair shattered and the chains were broken inch by inch. The appearance of these things made the soldiers realize that Yu Qingyu might be a dangerous person, so they surrounded him without hesitation.
Yu Qingyu turned his head and glanced at those people. They stared at him with guarded expressions, as if they wanted to stab a knife into his body at any time. He was fighting side by side with them just now. Right at him
Hahaha... how ridiculous! Hypocrites! Damn it all! ! !
Stretching out his hand to stab the chest of a soldier beside him, the soldier had just got off the battlefield, and he still had a temporary reaction. He tilted his body to avoid Yu Qingyu's attacking hand, but a piece of flesh was grabbed off his arm. Hard armor has been scratched to pieces.
(end of this chapter)