The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Another mouthful of blood gushed out from the anti-king, who was still gasping for air. He heard the noise in the tent clearly and vaguely, and wanted to tell them all to get out, but he couldn't utter a single word.

There were only more messy breathing and clearer sharp pain in the chest.

"The only plan for now is to conceal the death of the king and not announce the death." One of the Third Young Master's staff said solemnly: "When the army is fighting in a bloody battle, we must not let out any information. Otherwise, the army will lose morale and will be defeated. undoubtedly!"

Anti-King: Bastard! This king is not dead yet!

The Third Young Master's staff wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the Second Young Master's staff.

"Xirong sent a message that they are about to join our army. The barbarians outside the pass are barbaric. If they know about the changes here, there is no guarantee that they will not have any strange thoughts. We must be on guard!" His face was full of grief, and he said loudly: "First, the prince humiliated us in front of the formation. Later, the king was killed by the Guanzhou rebels. He killed his father and his brother. This hatred and hatred can only be sacrificed with blood!

However, the army cannot be without a commander, and Xizhou cannot be without a master. After the death of the prince, the second son is the elder, for the sake of ensuring the overall situation, and also to inherit the king's lifelong ambition. Second son, do not waste time, turn your grief into strength, and shoulder the responsibility. I am so important to Xizhou! "

Anti-king: The second brother wanted to be the leader, so he sat on the throne of Xizhou and dreamed.

Not to be outdone, the staff of the Fourth Young Master said quickly and loudly: "Everyone, the king promised heavy rewards and titles before going into battle today. Since he is in the army and is here to kill, he should do extraordinary things in extraordinary times. Young and old, What you say is not convincing. We are wasting our time here talking about it. It is better to compare the superior and inferior based on military merits and calculations in the Old Testament!"

He glanced around, and his tone was laced with clear ferocity: "Soldiers fight bloody battles, and if the rear is unstable, chaos will break out."

"We will be strong together, but we will perish separately."

"If the Fourth Young Master regrets defeating his two elder brothers, he will have no second thoughts and is willing to serve the new master. If the Fourth Young Master is lucky enough to win, he will be the one favored by God. This method is fair, can bring peace to all the ministers, and can stabilize the morale of the army!"

Anti-King: Xiao Si does not have the upper hand, and his family is not as powerful as Lao San's mother, so he can only rely on his bravery and fight to win.

OK! good! Whoever kills Yunyan at that time, slaughters Huju, and flattens Guanzhou will be the king of Xizhou and the future lord of the country!

The anti-king became excited, and a large mouthful of blood came out.

Just opening your mouth is no longer enough, it is overflowing from your nose and ears.

The military doctor who was kneeling on the ground wanted to step forward, but was pulled back by his colleague beside him, who shook his head at him.

When his life was at risk, he didn't dare to move even a little bit.

At the moment, the three young masters are fighting for power in this tent. It is a tense moment. Once they make a move, they will definitely attract everyone's attention.

It's not easy to go.

At this time, movement is worse than stillness.

Just keep your head down and pretend to be dead.

"Oh...oh..." The anti-king made a reluctant voice.

His mouth and nose were filled with blood, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger.

His eyes have turned white.

But no one noticed anything strange about him?

No, maybe they noticed that, but at this moment, his sons and these ambitious people in the tent wanted him to die even more! ! !

The argument became louder.

More people join in.

In the bustling king's tent, the only place that was against the king was like a torn corner.

This king is not dead yet!

I don’t want to die yet!

The great cause has not yet been accomplished, and it is interrupted!

I... hate it so much!

From the moment he was struck by an arrow to the moment he died, the majestic Lord of Xizhou was stunned and could not utter a single word.

All the resentment and anger dissipated in unwilling sobs.

No venting!

Several verbal battles.

The three parties in the king's tent finally reached a consensus.

In order to calm the morale of the army and prevent Xirong from causing trouble, the mourning was kept secret.

On the battlefield, everyone depends on their ability.

The one with the big fist should be the big brother, and the one who loses should be the younger brother!

…

Li Xuemei saw it more clearly from the tower.

The anti-military movement seems to have undergone some changes.

And the changes are becoming more and more obvious.

The two sides who were originally fighting against each other, the Guanzhou Army has gradually become exhausted, and the enemies who are equally matched seem to have rekindled their fighting spirit and become more aggressive and crazy!

Li Xuemei didn't understand why this change came about, but it didn't stop her from making the most correct response.

Let all the small crossbow beds surround the big crossbow bed and form a matrix.

They are staggered to avoid affecting the arrow's trajectory.

It reduces the time she spends walking back and forth.

It also makes it easier for everyone to hear her instructions clearly.

The crossbow bed matrix exerts maximum efficiency and power in Li Xuemei's hands.

Even so, it was only able to hold back the ferocious offensive of the rebels.

The soldiers below who were facing the enemy felt even deeper.

More and more enemies are attacking the prince.

One group of people died, and there was another group.

There are always people coming one after another to fill the gap of devouring flesh and blood.

The rebel army and the Guanzhou Army gathered here in unison.

Looking down from a high place, the commander's flag with the Crown Prince as the center is the key point of the entire battle, the must-win point.

Both sides fought tooth and nail, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The difference between people at this moment is only enemies and comrades.

Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!

There are only those who are standing, and those who are fallen.

Only the living and the dead!

This is the most brutal meat grinding ground, without thinking or skills.

Only the most ruthless and instinctive killing!

Everyone was furious!

There is no intention of retreating in my heart, and my mind is even empty and I have forgotten everything.

Only kill! Kill again! Kill kill kill! ! !

Qi Si stepped forward and shouted: "Brother, hand over the flag!"

Qi Da, holding the handsome flag, was breathing heavily, and the veins on his neck and hands that were not covered by the armor were exposed.

He was stopped, but his eyes were still fixed on the enemy.

Staring like a copper bell, it is so fierce that it makes people tremble with fear.

The handsome flag that has been replaced with a flagpole is not only the soul of the Guanzhou Army, but also a giant stick for killing people.

When Qi Da used ten percent of his strength, no one who was injured could survive.

The consumption is also huge.

Qi Si came to take his place.

"Brother, hand over the flag!"

He shouted again.

Qi Da glared fiercely at everyone in front of him.

He slowly handed over the handsome flag in his hand to Qi Si's hands.

Qi Si took it and noticed that his eldest brother's hands were scarred and bloody.

He said nothing and held tightly to the red section of the flagpole.

"kill!"

He shouted loudly and rushed forward like a powerful warrior. With a few long strides, he closed the distance between him and the rebels.

The handsome flag is swept.

A piece fell.

The rebels seized the opportunity and charged in violently.

Qi Si responded very calmly. He suddenly pulled back his commanding flag, unlike Qi Da who fought and retreated at the same time. Instead, he changed his swing into a stab, killing the enemy with one click.

Coupled with the precise arrow shooting of Hu Da and Hu Er from behind, it is more labor-saving.

They had been fighting for a whole day, and now the sun was setting in the west. The afterglow slanted across the earth, and the blood-red spots on the ground became more and more dazzling.

The prince's personal guards have been separated or died in the waves of killings.

The difference between being separated and dying is probably that the former does not actually see the body.

Brother Yan once said that if you are alive, you want to see people, and if you are dead, you want to see corpses.

Qi Si had only one thought at this time: Brothers, we must go home without leaving home.

Isn’t there a saying, villains die from talking too much~

Gaga, I just thought, let our villain die peacefully.

Look, wait for a while~

Anti-King: I thank you~

Zhai Zhai: Don’t be polite~(*▽*)~