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Seeing that the main force had entered the ambush area, Xia Zhi had a cold smile on his face.
He gave the signal to attack, and his soldiers pushed down the rocks that had been prepared.
Boulders rolled down the hillside.
"There is an ambush!" The face of the scythe changed drastically. At this time, most of the army had entered the mountain and could not retreat at all. The boulder injured many troops and disrupted the original formation.
The various deputy commanders under the scythe quickly integrated their troops, but Xiazhi immediately ordered to release arrows.
The flying arrows fell densely like raindrops, and the soldiers were thrown off their feet. The wailing sounds sounded one after another, and the wailing sound of the war horse was like a bleak elegy, with blood splattering. Render the most tragic and cruel colors.
"Where is the prince?" He searched several chariots with his chivalrous eyes, but found that there was no boy with a cash pattern on any of the chariots, and there were thousands of soldiers under the scythe. I can't find who is the prince at all.
Xiazhi tried his best to focus on places with many soldiers. He believed that there would be many soldiers around Su Jie to protect him. After all, the prince was only following the team as a symbol of spirit, and there was no news that the prince knew martial arts.
"Come on!" Xia Zhi's soldiers shouted and rushed down the hillside, fighting with the soldiers under the scythe.
Xiazhi stayed in the ambush all the time, his eyes kept searching for the figure of the prince among the soldiers.
His action this time was to intercept and kill the prince. If the prince did not die, the sacrifice of these three thousand elite soldiers would be meaningless.
No matter how many soldiers under the giant scythe were killed or injured, it would not be worth a single offspring.
Only the death of human descendants can greatly dampen the morale of the scythe army, and the morale of the army is scattered. At this time, if people are sent to incite some ambitious people to plot rebellion, Yanling Kingdom will definitely be in chaos.
At that time, the soldiers of the giant scythe will face greater resistance, and no one will be able to unify Yan Ling.
Xia Zhi searched for a long time but did not see Su Jie, and the 3,000 elite soldiers under him were also rapidly disappearing, and these elite soldiers were also searching for the boy with the cash pattern.
Suddenly, there was a commotion among the soldiers: "Hua! The prince is here!"
Said, there were a few more screams, and the soldier who sent the message was quickly beheaded.
Finally, Xia Zhi saw Su Jie.
The young man wearing a soldier's armor had a handsome and cold face. The golden flower under the corner of his right eye added a bit of noble beauty to him. The handsome young man's movements are capable and sharp, and every time he strikes, he can bring out blood.
The prince's skill is even more agile and decisive than the elite soldiers. He gradually moved closer to the direction where there were many elite soldiers. Every move was concise, decisive and full of killing intent. There were no extra fancy moves, and some were just bloody cruelty.
Xiazhi's first thought was that this prince is a fake.
How could the prince, who had been separated for many years, come back with such strong martial arts and crisp skills
Even elite soldiers can't match this prince
impossible--
Maybe this is just a substitute for the prince. It is also possible that the golden flowers on the face are fake.
Where is the real prince
Xiazhi's mind is a little confused, he is not good at this kind of detour that requires brains, but it is rare to think about it once more at this time.
But he can't take care of that much at the moment, these thoughts flashed through Xia Zhi's mind quickly, Xia Zhi has already rushed down the hillside, killing Su Jie at the fastest speed.
It doesn't matter whether the prince is true or not. Xia Zhi must kill him.
I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!
Su Jie was killing happily at this moment.
These days, Su Jie has never found a chance to fight, and every time he watched countless soldiers sacrifice for him from the rear battlefield. But he can only be on the chariot. This sense of powerlessness made Su Jie feel depressed.
After passing by the mountain village this time, Su Jie got off the chariot and followed the ordinary infantry.
The infantrymen walking beside Su Jie were extremely nervous. The descendants of the people walked beside them. These soldiers were as excited as if they had received the protection and blessings of the people, but they were more nervous.
Su Jie made a silent gesture towards these people, expressing that he wanted to walk here quietly.
Naturally, the infantry soldiers would not refuse this opportunity to get close to the prince, and this was the prince's will, and they must uphold it.
Therefore, Su Jie got mixed up with the infantry group.
Xiao Shengnian walked beside him.
Xiao Shengnian had never been on the battlefield. This time, following Su Jie and watching the soldiers kill the enemy, Xiao Shengnian felt the chill and cruelty that belonged to the battlefield while feeling fresh.
In the previous short battle, Xiao Shengnian personally went on the field and killed many enemy troops. After the baptism of war, this always gentle prince has a little more calm temperament, and also a little more blood and pride on the battlefield.
Now that he is in an ambush, seeing Su Jie start to fight the enemy himself, Xiao Shengnian naturally refuses to lag behind, besides, he has never experienced this kind of hearty fighting. The blood gas was gone, and he was still a little uncomfortable at first. But gradually he got into the state, but killed not as many people as Su Jie.
Su Jie pays attention to recruiting and killing, and strives to use the least physical strength to kill more enemies, while Xiao Shengnian mostly deals with the enemy, after all, he seldom gets blood on his hands.
After fighting for a while, Xia Zhi rushed to Xiao Shengnian.
Xia Zhi fought all the way, no matter who blocked him, he killed the opponent at an extremely fast speed, and rushed to Su Jie's position.
Xiazhi was afraid that Su Jie's position would change if he went late, so he worked extraordinarily hard, and even though he was wearing the armor of an ordinary soldier, he was the strongest, so there was no obstacle on the way.
Until I met Xiao Shengnian.
Although Xiao Shengnian killed few people, his martial arts were high.
Xia Zhi thought that the tall and handsome man in front of him would not be difficult to deal with, so he stabbed casually and planned to move closer to Su Jie's position, but saw a silver light flash in front of him, Xiao Shengnian actually dodged his move, He even fought back bravely.
Xiazhi was taken aback for a moment, after a few tricks with Xiao Shengnian, he knew that this was a formidable opponent.
Xiazhi desperately wants to get rid of Xiao Shengnian, after all, his goal is Su Jie, but Xiao Shengnian refuses to let him succeed, the two of them have been at a stalemate, making Xiazhi very anxious.
With the passage of time, there are not many 3,000 elite soldiers left, and it is only a matter of time before all of them are killed. The reason why they have persisted for so long is that these elite soldiers are desperate to fight, but the soldiers under the scythe are not. Willing to die with the enemy, on the other hand, the boulders and arrow rain played a very good role in boosting the morale of the elite soldiers.
But the morale of the soldiers under the scythe was even higher.
I don't know who yelled: "His Royal Highness is at the front, kill everyone!"
More and more soldiers screamed and rushed to protect His Highness, and in an instant, the momentum of the elite soldiers became a bit lower.
There are more and more corpses around Su Jie.
The weapon in his hand was like a sickle for harvesting life, his face was as cold and as cold as a mountain, and the chilling aura on his body was stronger than anyone else's.
Countless enemy soldiers died under his hands.
The blood splattered on the boy's armor, which was more dazzling than the most delicate and colorful flower in the world.
The boy's expression was always calm and indifferent.
He is like a warrior, releasing his own light to his heart's content on this battlefield.
Wherever he went, there was wailing everywhere.
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