Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

He was breathing heavily, his dark face turned red, and he was almost gritting his teeth to hold on. Another big man next to him saw this and hurried over to help.

The two of them pulled the cart back together, and finally had time to catch their breath. One of them rubbed his waist, looked around with wide eyes, and cursed angrily: "Where is that little bastard just now? Where is he now?"

"Could it be that she is too timid and is so scared that she goes back to her mother to ask for milk?"

"Don't let me catch him next time..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a piercing pain from his neck. A scimitar as bright as a silver moon was placed on his neck like a soul-catching chain from the underworld.

A sinister voice sounded from behind: "What are you talking about, you shameless old man? Who the hell is the little bastard?"

"I'm telling you two, I'm a famous pirate. If you have the guts, come and kill me. Don't be so scared that you won't dare to do anything when you see the scimitar in my hand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the skinny and dumb boy pulled the handle of the knife with great force. With a "click" sound, the big man's head was separated.

The bloody head rolled several times on the hillside, splashing a lot of debris and stones. The eyes were as big as copper bells, and it died with its eyes open.

"Ghost ahh ...

"There is a ghost..."

When the other big man saw this scene, he was so frightened that he lost his mind. He supported himself on the ground with his hands, his legs went weak, and he rolled down the hillside.

His crotch was wet and he urinated in it. The black blood of his long-time friend splashed all over his face and covered his entire body in blood.

He protected his head with his hands, not knowing where he had rolled to, and felt dizzy.

The mute boy put away the scimitar in his hand, put his two fingers together, and wiped the blood off the blade with a light flick. He didn't mind the scarlet blood on his fingertips, but enjoyed it very much. He put it directly into his mouth, stirred his fingertips with the tip of his tongue, and licked the blood clean.

A creepy smile appeared on his lips.

"The emperor leads the army in person... Haha, how interesting."

"Then I want to see what kind of abilities this emperor sitting on the dragon throne has."

"She is just a bully, how dare she challenge us!"

Don't be fooled by the arrogant appearance of these water bandits. They do have the ability to be arrogant. When Emperor Wande wanted to attack the water bandits' stronghold in Xizhou City, he gathered troops several times. However, in the end, due to the "water route being blocked", the water bandits used guerrilla warfare to defeat them one by one and finally returned in defeat.

The imperial army not only suffered heavy casualties, but also lost several supply ships. It was a huge disgrace, so much so that Emperor Wande disliked the common people in Xizhou City for a long time afterwards.

Although Emperor Wande was ambitious, he was not the kind of person who could not distinguish right from wrong. He knew what was going on clearly.

It is firmly believed that it was the common people in Xizhou City who were spies and revealed the situation of the imperial army to the bandit camp, which led to the defeat of the imperial army.

This is the root cause.

Xizhou City is a place with poor mountains and bad water, and it has many unruly people. It would be better not to save them.

.........

The dragon-patterned flag fluttered in the azure sky, and the sound of horns was getting louder and louder.

Zhao Changlin, wearing black and gold armor, picked up the spear. The golden dragon pattern was wrapped around the black spear shaft in circles, as if it had come alive.

Walking side by side with her was naturally Xia Zhiyuan, who was leaning against the carriage. Lifting the curtain with his fingers, Xia Zhiyuan looked at the prince's spirited profile and was filled with indescribable joy.

As for the choice given to her by the system, she has already made a decision.

With such a big commotion yesterday, it is impossible that the pirates, who are smarter than rats, didn't notice anything. Maybe they have already figured out the general situation of the court's movements.

But what's the harm?

Now they have to either abandon their bandit stronghold or fight to the death.

Life or death is no longer their choice.

In order to avoid repeating the mistakes made during the reign of Emperor Wande, Xia Zhiyuan had already conducted a detailed investigation of the entrances and exits of the bandit camp in Xizhou City when he first arrived there.

Of course, if she only relied on the shadow guards under her command, she would not be able to perform such a precise GPS positioning scan. Xia Zhiyuan checked the detailed map provided by the system before recording all the escape locations near Shuifei Village.

Last night, she handed the map to the shadow guards in His Highness' hands and ordered them to send more people to guard the entrances and exits. If there were any bandits or the elderly, weak, sick or disabled people escaping from the bandit camp, they would be arrested.

Letting the elderly and children in the bandit village go first has always been the basic practice of the bandits. They are not afraid of life and death. Every time they go out to sea to rob, they are signing a life and death agreement. If someone sacrifices himself for the village and dies in the sea or in the belly, then his family will be supported by other bandits in the village.

Therefore, every time the bandit camp faced an encirclement and suppression campaign by the imperial court or other conflicts, they would take the lead and escort the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled in their camp out in advance.

In this way, they can have no worries and kill the enemy without blinking an eye.

Outside the bandit village is an endless reed marsh, one white patch after another, making it almost impossible to see where you are, like a fantasy world of heaven and earth.

But the bandits who were born here are very familiar with the reed marshes. They know where the tributary leads to at almost every hole in the reed marshes.

Xia Zhiyuan asked the shadow guards to wait in advance again, hoping to catch them all in one fell swoop. By that time, the bandits who were sent to escort their families and the elderly in the bandit camp had not returned, so they would naturally be unstable and lose their composure.

And now is the best time to attack.

Xia Zhiyuan had already explained these arrangements very clearly to His Highness last night. I think His Highness also knows when is the safest time to attack.

She believed in His Highness, and also believed that her own judgment would not be wrong. Preparing for a rainy day is not the same as worrying about something that may happen. The two should not be confused.

Otherwise, people with weak minds will inevitably lose when facing a battle.

Zhao Changlin glanced at the azure sky and understood everything in her heart. She tilted her head, her black hair sticking to her white jade-like cheek, and her brows were as sharp as a mountain.

Eyes facing each other.

Those eyes as clear as autumn water looked at her, and Zhao Changlin felt her heart beating. No matter how many times it had happened, she was just as happy for Zhi Yuan's existence.

Horses gallop in the spring breeze, with thousands of troops in the army.

Zhao Changlin reined in his horse and stopped, showing Xia Zhiyuan a smile. Her highness's long hair stood up, and her black and gold armor highlighted her temperament as a commander-in-chief of the three armies.

Young people are full of vigor and vitality, and can decide the world with just one word.