Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

"My lord, no!", the lieutenant beside him shouted as he watched King Pan rush towards the enemy.

King Pan didn't even look back and stared at Rong Mo. "You villain! You have such a vicious heart. As you wish, I will fight with you!"

Rong Mo picked up his sword and struggled with it. While fighting, he said: "King Pan wants to attack our Anming military camp. Where are you going?"

"I didn't trap your soldiers and generals!" King Pan's voice was hoarse and he was crying blood every word. Bloody tears welled up in his cloudy eyes and fell down his old cheeks.

"But you slaughtered six thousand of my elite soldiers and set fire to one hundred thousand of my soldiers!"

"bass--"

The confrontation crossed the blade. Rong Mo grabbed the reins and staggered away from King Pan. His vertical sword blocked the horizontal attack.

Put some distance between them and say, "Okay, then just treat me as a villain."

Rong Mo pulled the feathers on his helmet and threw the helmet on the ground. His long hair spread over his armor, and his strange red eyes flashed fiercely.

He then wiped the blood red from his face. Behind him, there seemed to be countless undead souls twisting and wailing. They looked more like Yama seeking life in hell than a god of death.

"Today, let's take off the armor and fight." Rong Mo picked up the long sword and wiped off the blood on the blade with his fingertips. The sword's light dazzled King Pan's eyes.

"Ask King Pan to kill him"

“Rong Mo takes his life!!!”

Pan Wang was stimulated, his eyes were blood red and he was killing Rong Mo.

Xiu Jin cut off the heads of the Yun Army soldiers with one knife, always paying attention to the battle situation on Rong Mo's side, and he intercepted and killed all those who tried to get close to Rong Mo.

Seeing King Pan whose eyes were about to burst, his eyes trembled and he leaned towards Rong Mo, wanting to stop King Pan for Rong Mo.

Rong Mo raised his hand to stop him. He didn't want to defeat the loyal and brave people with more, so he tensed up and raised his sword to face him.

King Pan's eyes turned red, blood and tears flowed across his face, and he roared like a wild beast, with blood oozing out from his teeth, "The six thousand sons died unjustly!"

He was hit by a sword in the abdomen, but he seemed to feel no pain and roared at Rong Mo, "I want you, a thief, to pay with your life!!"

"You said...I look like a villain." Rong Mo raised his sword to block the blade and smiled helplessly.

Bai Tuanzi floated in the sky listening to the sound of fighting. Rong Mo's goal was achieved. The fire caused by this kind of explosion meant that Yun Jun had a narrow escape even if not all of them died...

King Pan could not have imagined how the [-] soldiers in the undefended military camp would face this sudden fire.

"Puchi!"

The long sword penetrated King Pan's shoulder blade. King Pan held on to the sword tightly, his palms dripping with blood.

His face was blood red, and the veins on his neck were bulging. He was at the end of his strength, and he was still using his last strength to prevent him from drawing out his sword.

"Kill Rong Mo and avenge me, Yun Guo Erlang!"

The officers and soldiers of the Yun Kingdom behind Rong Mo all shouted for kill when they saw this scene, and they all rushed towards Rong Mo.

"King Pan, if you surrender..."

"Bah!" King Pan vomited blood and stuck it to Rong Mo's clothes. His mouth was full of blood and he shouted hoarsely: "Despicable kid, are you worthy of me surrendering? I will take you to hell even if I die in battle!"

"..." Rong Mo was moved for a moment. He had never seen such boldness.

Maybe he was wrong in this battle...

Closing his eyes, he felt the murderous aura from behind pressing into his back. When he opened his eyes again, Rong Mo no longer hesitated and tightened his grip on Youhuang and pulled out fiercely.

All four of King Pan's fingers were chopped off by him.

"I'm sorry, I have to be"

"Pu Chi -" The Yun Guo soldiers who rushed behind him would all die under Xiu Jin's sword.

"Ah ah! Rong Mo, you will die badly!"

Rong Mo's hands trembled slightly as he listened to the curses in his ears, and he said expressionlessly: "Your Highness, King Pan, can you surrender?"

King Pan held on to his crumbling body. He had numerous wounds all over his body, and blood flowed down his broken palm. Even so, he still kept his bloodshot eyes open and said, "I won't surrender."

Rong Mo struggled for a moment and said word by word, "Kill all Yun Jun"

King Pan watched helplessly as the children he trained fell one by one in front of him, vomiting blood and struggling, while they were still crawling towards Rong Mo.

One of them had a broken arm and leg and was covered in blood. He also held a dagger and raised it towards Rong Mo.

Rong Mo glanced back and raised the sword in his hand...

"How dare you!!" King Pan watched with wide eyes as the sword pierced his back, and his raised hand hit the ground helplessly...

Surrounded by scattered Yun troops fleeing, he realized that the Yun troops had lost their military morale.

The morale of the generals behind Rong Mo was high, especially the imposing man. Every time he rushed into the crowd, a group of people fell down.

"His Royal Highness Pan, can you surrender?" Rong Mo pursed his lips, dug his nails into his palms, and looked down at the man whose body was constantly shaking.

As long as King Pan surrenders, the killing can be stopped...

He didn't understand why those generals who would rather die than surrender pushed him into a desperate situation. He only knew that if one person bowed his head, thousands of people would be safe.

He also admired the loyal and brave people, but such desperate resistance was not advisable in Rong Mo's eyes.

Rong Mo sneered, no wonder he couldn't be loyal...

King Pan held on with the help of a knife to prevent him from falling to the ground. His chapped lips were trembling uncontrollably, and he was moaning but unable to make a sound.

Finally, King Pan lowered his head to Rong Mo and shouted with a mouthful of blood from his throat, "Surrender! I surrender!!"

Rong Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, King Pan pulled out a knife and wiped his neck.

Blood spattered on his boots, and Rong Mo stared blankly at everything in front of him.

My heart began to beat violently, and my heart dropped...

"Why commit suicide?"

"Your Highness King Pan!", the deputy general who had been following King Pan to kill the enemy saw King Pan fall to the ground, looked at Rong Mo with red eyes and hated him, and then rushed over desperately.

He was still some distance away from Rong Mo, but before he could reach Rong Mo, he was surrounded by soldiers from the Anming Kingdom.

The knife pierced into the flesh, and he still stared at Rong Mo unwillingly until his death.

Rong Mo swallowed his saliva, his voice became hoarse, and he shouted to stop the red-eyed An Ming general, "Stop! The enemy has surrendered!"

However, the group of people couldn't hear what he said at all. This battle made their blood boil, and they were fed with blood to kill.

Once you start, it's hard to stop.

"Stop! Don't kill!" Rong Mo rushed to a soldier to stop him.

But the man laughed and wiped the necks of the Yun army soldiers.

The hot blood was like a brand, burning on Rong Mo's face.

"Don't kill..."

"Don't kill, we have already won!" Rong Mo waved his arms, and the soldiers who rushed over raised their swords and slashed at him.

My heart is blinded by the killing, and I can’t tell the difference between myself and the enemy...

"Rong Mo, get out of the way!"

Xiu Jin pulled him up and took him away from the battlefield. Rong Mo stared at the fighting soldiers for a moment and tried his best to stop him, "Stop, don't kill. The enemy has surrendered..."

"Mo Mo...get out of here first." Xiu Jin covered Rong Mo's eyes and pulled him onto the horse.

…………

This battle lasted for two days and two nights, and the Yun army was almost wiped out. Only less than 5 of the [-] people in the Anming Kingdom remained.

Several generals in the military camp spent the most difficult two days, and finally the battle report came.

"Master Marquis, General, we have won!"

General Yuan raised his eyes in disbelief, the muscles on his face trembling, "Victory?!!"

The soldier wiped the tears from his face and said, "The Yun army was burned down by the fire and all their tents were destroyed. The Yun State also issued an imperial edict to withdraw its troops."

The two veterans, who had been on the battlefield for many years, were so excited that they burst into tears.

"Okay, okay, An Ming is guarding it."

When they organized their troops, they had more than 20 people. Now with only tens of thousands left, it seems that the Yun army has endless kills. In fact, everyone knows that this battle has no hope.

They all made plans to stick to it, and now that the dust had settled, they felt sad and happy at the same time.

Marquis Fuyuan's eyes were also a little sore. They came out of the tent to greet him. After looking around and seeing no Rong Mo, Marquis Fuyuan quickly asked: "Where is the young general Rong?"

The man hesitated to speak and looked towards the end of the team, where the two of them looked at each other.

I saw a man covered in blood walking from the gate holding Rong Mo who was full of lifeless energy.

Their hearts skipped a beat, thinking that Rong Mo was dead.

Marquis Fuyuan's feet went weak, but he was supported by the original general before he could stand firm.

"he died?"

Xiu Jin looked sideways at them and walked past them in just a moment.

The two of them also saw Rong Mo's empty eyes.

He breathed a sigh of relief, no one died...

"What's going on, little General Rong?"

Xiu Jin pressed Rong Mo's head to his chest, blocking other people's sight, and walked directly towards the tent.

“How about just treating them as data?”

Rong Mo's eyes were distracted, as if he hadn't heard anything, and the scene of the fighting lingered before his eyes.

Their blood was so hot, and it looked so real when it splashed on his skin, how could it be fake?

Seeing such a lifeless Rong Mo, Xiu Jin regretted sending Rong Mo on the expedition for Rong Mo.

Rong Mo understood the principle of killing to stop killing, but whether he could walk away or not was another matter.

Xiu Jin stayed by Rong Mo's side and wiped away the tears again and again, until Rong Mo fell asleep in his arms from exhaustion.

He washed his body with Rong Mo, and murmurs came from time to time in his ears.

The black bird landed not far away, and his pupils swayed, "The coup in the Yun Kingdom, the second prince succeeded to the throne, and the imperial decree to withdraw troops only arrived yesterday..."

"..."

Xiu Jin covered Rong Mo with the quilt. The imperial edict was his last guard of honor for Rong Mo.

Even if he couldn't win, as long as he persisted for one day, Yun Guo would retreat. He would not let Rong Mo lose no matter what.

But he just let Rong Mo win in his own way.

"There's no need to let him know." Xiu Jin stared at Rong Mo's pale face, feeling sour, and her eyes were filled with love and she held him in her arms.

"Don't kill..."

Xiu Jin stroked his trembling back and responded softly: "No more killing, it's all over."

Late night

Xiu Jin's arms fell down and his cold eyes suddenly opened, anger surged in his eyes, and he calmed down for a moment.

He looked down at the empty embrace and lifted the quilt.

"Master, he's out..."

Xiu Jin quickly put on his clothes and went to look for it. The military camp was full of laughter and laughter, and the soldiers drank and talked around the campfire, enjoying the victory.

Marquis Fuyuan was among them. Xiu Jin quickly walked over and took him out, "Where did Rong Mo go?"

"Huh? You're not mute?"

Marquis Fuyuan was drunk, and he recognized Xiu Jin in a daze, "Your Majesty..."

Fortunately, other people did not dare to listen to their conversation. Fuyuan Marquis patted Xiu Jin on the shoulder, smelling of alcohol, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, we have won, and Anming Kingdom has been defended!"

"I'm asking you about General Rong!"

Marquis Fuyuan's head was empty and he pointed blankly at one place, "That...over there..."

"Forgot everything just now"

Fuyuan Hou staggered, his eyes became more and more erratic, and he fell straight to the ground.

Xiu Jin walked forward along the path and looked at the stable in front of him. He knew where Rong Mo would go...

Pulling out a horse, Xiu Jin jumped on its back and ran towards Sunset Gorge.

The Sunset Gorge fire is still burning, and the entire valley has lost its color and is covered with scorched earth.

The thick smoke even covered the moonlight, making it difficult to breathe for those who were choked by the burnt smell at the foot of the mountain.

In the smoke, Xiu Jin saw the figure sitting on the stone.

"Momo, let's go back."