Rebirth of the third master of the ring of the Red Chamber

One moment he was stern and arrogant, the next moment he was servile and obsequious. Wen Qing was dumbfounded by the inconsistent changes of the five princes.

"Huan'er, don't be angry, let's go back to the big tent and talk about it! Come down, I'll follow you!" The fifth prince walked quickly to the eaves, raised his hands and smiled shyly at the young man.

Jia Huan spat the straw in his mouth onto his face.

The fifth prince was not angry at all, but smiled even more obsequiously, patting himself on the shoulder to coax, "Hao Huan'er, there are outsiders here, let's go back and talk about it? I'll explain it to you when I go back! Come on, step on my shoulder!" "

Jia Huan glanced at him with a smile, turned over, and went down to the opposite eaves.

The fifth prince made a gesture of 'keep your mouth shut' to Wen Qing, who had a dull expression, and then hurried to catch up, opened the curtain of the main tent, and saw the young man sitting cross-legged on the couch, carefully wiping a dagger.

"Huan'er, I have nothing to do with that Wenqing. I was bored back then, so I used him as a joke to pass the time!" He sat down next to the boy, and said carefully.

"Oh? Just for fun? Then do you think he is fun?" Jia Huan asked with narrowed eyes.

Bah bah bah!The fifth prince slapped himself three times, and changed his words, "Huan'er, you're thinking about it, it's not that kind of game! I'm not interested in him at all, he entangled himself..."

"So you don't refuse anyone? It's really your style." Jia Huan glanced at him and smiled casually.

Bah bah bah!Wrong again!The fifth prince shook his mouth again, wanting to cry without tears, "Huan'er, I can't tell you what I am. In a word, do I care about him at all!"

"Don't say it if you don't know clearly. I'm not yours, you don't need to explain to me." Jia Huan pressed the polished dagger under the pillow.

"How can I not explain to you, you are me~(xi)~(fu)" The five princes automatically silenced the last two words, trying to get away with it, and said stickily, "I was really absurd for a while before, but Because of you, I’ve changed everything! Huan’er, just say something, don’t ignore me, I’m panicked. You scold me! Scold me, scold me, scold me! I’m all Accept it, I'm happy with it, I don't argue a word, I deserve it..."

Seeing the young man lying down with his clothes on, looking like he didn't intend to pay attention to himself, the fifth prince's heart was about to crack. Looking around in the big tent, he caught a glimpse of the cold iron armor hanging on the shelf, and immediately took it down and spread it on the side of the couch. Kneeling down with a plop, "You ignore me, why don't I punish myself? In the future, if I meet a monster like Wen Qing, I promise to kill him in the face! Huan'er, I'm kneeling on the armor, if you don't speak , I won’t get up!”

The armor is made of small pieces of cold iron, and kneeling on it is definitely not more comfortable than kneeling on a washboard or a keyboard.To be able to come up with such a way of self-punishment that transcends the times, I have to say that the fifth prince is a born strict wife.

Ji Yan who was standing at the door was completely numb, he thought to himself, my lord, can you be any more cheap?

Jia Huan was not angry at all, but he was bored, teasing and teasing this stupid dog.I heard that he knelt down on his armor, turned to look sideways, and immediately patted the bed and laughed. Am I that small-bellied? Come on, it’s a month’s journey, there’s still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow, it’s time to rest!”

The fifth prince immediately jumped onto the bed and smiled shyly, "Good Huaner, I knew you were the best for me! If I make a mistake again in the future, you will punish me to kneel down on the armor, no, kneeling on the nailboard is fine!" He said. Then he touched the young man's thin wasp waist, and wanted to do something wrong, but was pressed down on the bed by the young man and beat him up.

Ji Yan silently covered his face, and thought to himself, lord, you really can be a little bit more cheap!

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The next day, the five princes called all the generals to discuss the war again. After all the defenses were ready, they walked out of the camp and ordered people to beat the drums.

The rabbit master brought by the prince made a bold statement to kill the general Mo Zhuo, the general who can never die. This word spread throughout the barracks within one night, causing all the soldiers to laugh, and when they saw the real person, the laughter turned into deep contempt.

Look at that slender little body that seems to be broken when folded, and the pale and tender face that has never been exposed to the wind and sun. Before being killed by the enemy on the battlefield, he might be frightened to death first!The lord has always used soldiers like a god, why did he become dizzy after a trip to the capital!How can the rabbit be as good as General Wen, who is literary, resourceful, and courteous?

The young man rode his horse and followed behind the Fifth Prince, as if he had never heard the sarcasm of the crowd, and his black and big pupils locked tightly on the Xiyi army who had quickly assembled in front of them when they heard the sound of war drums.

The black crowd is full of people, people who can't see the end at a glance, crowded people, densely packed people... Everyone has a murderous look so strong that it can be seen on their faces. This scene is so different from the zombie siege in the last days resemblance.The evil beast dormant in the bottom of my heart slowly woke up, raised its head, opened its mouth, and let out an earth-shattering roar.It is eager for blood, eager to kill, eager to rush over immediately and cut off the heads of those people!

Jia Huan pressed his beating heart, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot.Although he had lived a comfortable life in Daqing for nine years, it was still Jia Huan who was soaked in blood forever in this body.At this moment, he clearly realized that he could not pretend to be a normal person for a lifetime.His restless soul needs killing to calm it down.

The Fifth Prince drew out the Hongming Saber from his waist, and rushed over after the Daqing army was assembled. He heard Huan'er's horse neighing uncomfortably. He turned his head and saw that his eyes were all red, and he was hunting prey with his eyes. Staring at the Xiyi army, there was a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his lips.

The beauty of this picture is breathtaking, and the beauty is extremely dangerous.If it wasn't for the critical moment when the two armies were confronting each other, the fifth prince really wished he could snatch him into his arms and kiss him fiercely.

"Look ahead, don't look at me." The young man whispered with a smile.

The fifth prince leaned into his ear and said, "You look so beautiful! When this battle is over, I will swallow your little red mouth!" He licked his lips hungrily after speaking.

"If you are not afraid of being beaten, please taste it." Jia Huan used his index finger to trace the line of his beautiful lips, and his smile was dangerous but charming.

The fifth prince stiffened shamefully, adjusted his sitting posture under the juvenile's playful gaze, and looked at the dark enemy army with a solemn expression.

When the two armies are confronting each other, they flirt and flirt with each other at a critical moment, what kind of people are these!The veteran Xiong Changhai who was closest to the two couldn't stand it anymore, coughed twice and reminded, "Young Master Jia, people from Xiyi have high noses and broad brows, and deep facial features. They all look the same. If you want to find a valuable head, Just look at their helmets. The one with colorful feathers on the helmet is the general of Xiyi. Look, that is Mo Zhuo. It is said that the colorful feathers on his helmet are taken from the sacred bird Phoenix. The day he was born There was a sonorous phoenix sound from nine days away, and the fiery red auspicious clouds stretched for tens of thousands of miles, and they were blessed by the divine bird, and since then they have possessed the ability of the phoenix to nirvana."

Jia Huan stared at Mo Zhuo and smiled excitedly, licked his lips and asked, "Cutting off his head won't kill him?"

"No one has tried this before." Xiong Changhai pointed to Wen Qing who was not far away, with admiration in his eyes, "Mo Zhuo is a master of martial arts, and only General Wen has severely injured him once. Anyone who can cut off his head, except Lord, there is no one else. Mr. Jia, you are not deeply involved in the world. A real war is different from what you imagined. Anytime, anywhere, at any moment, you may lose your life. Do what you can." After all, this person is the prince's pet, if he really rushes to die in a flash of enthusiasm, the prince might turn his anger on himself.

Jia Huan only listened to the first sentence, and didn't think about the rest of the words.He stared at Mo Zhuo's eyes that had started to glow, and he speculated to himself: I don't know if there is a crystal nucleus in this person's head, anyway, I have to cut it open to have a look!

After the army was assembled, the bull horns for the charge had already sounded, and the point of the knife held high by the Fifth Prince slowly fell, pointing straight at Mo Zhuo.The soldiers of Daqing uttered deafening shouts of killing, like a raging wave rushing towards the Xiyi camp.With the coach at the helm, morale, which has been sluggish for nearly a month, has never been higher.

Jia Huan whipped the horse vigorously, and rushed straight to the direction where Mo Zhuo, who was the most densely populated, was.The bright tail feathers on the opponent's helmet became a striking benchmark, urging him to keep going.

"Huan'er, wait for me!" The fifth prince yelled, but the boy was already far away.

"My lord, I'm going to protect Mr. Jia! You are the coach, so don't let your mind get distracted!" Wen Qing stepped forward on his horse, and loudly comforted him.All the soldiers protecting the coach showed resentful expressions.What they hate the most is this kind of waste that is not only useless on the battlefield, but also keeps making trouble for comrades in arms, and then snatches the military achievements for nothing.If General Wen really went, I don't know what he would be implicated!How could the prince be so stupid? !

The fifth prince cut the Xiyi soldiers who were approaching him in half with a knife, and sneered, "General Wen, look up, why do I need your protection for my ring?"

Wen Qing raised her eyes and looked around, her pupils shrank violently.All the soldiers also showed expressions of astonishment.

I saw that the young man had abandoned his horse and rushed into the Xiyi army to kill him.No, it would be too much to say slashing and killing. He only slightly raised his hand, and countless heads flew around him. Because his speed was so fast, when he was far away, those headless corpses were still standing upright. The smooth broken neck keeps gushing blood, like fireworks blooming, or red lotus blooming in the blood pool of hell.The scene looks beautiful from a distance, but it is chilling when you think about it deeply.

Where the young man passed by, there was already a bloody path, no matter how many people rushed in, they could all be killed in the blink of an eye, and their heads would all be cut off with one blow.His existence was like a steel needle piercing into Mo Zhuo's eyes, and Mo Zhuo pointed at the approaching young man, murmuring loudly.

Soon, the enemy army rushed in like a tide, the young man smiled brighter and jumped up, stepping on the densely packed heads and attacking Mo Zhuo.

Mo Zhuo raised his saber to fight back, but the young man suddenly lowered his body, floated behind him like a ghost, wiped his neck with the saber, then grabbed the feathers on his helmet, and pulled it lightly.The person who was alive and well one moment turned into a headless corpse the next moment, surrounded by hundreds of soldiers with high martial arts skills, none of them could clearly see how the young man got his hands.

After tearing off Mo Zhuo's head, the boy took away his red cloak, made it into a one-shoulder slanted backpack, put his head inside, and continued to sweep the surrounding colorful tail feathers.

Fortunately, those who can gather around Mo Zhuo are all high-ranking generals above Dutong. The feathers on their helmets are fluttering in the wind, like flags symbolizing death, calling for the descending of the god of death.

Jia Huan's eyes were red and he lost all reason. He cut off his head one by one, and then threw it into his backpack casually.In the blink of an eye, Mo Zhuo was dead, both the principal and deputy officers were dead, and the chief officer was also dead. A circular open space had been killed around the commander's chariot, and the corpses were stacked up to half a person's height.

The Xiyi people were frightened and timid. They raised their spears and aimed at the young man but they did not dare to approach him at all. The young man raised his sword and took a step forward, and they hurriedly retreated three feet, with terrified expressions on their faces.Within two quarters of an hour of the war, this person killed more than 2000 people. Is he a human or a monster?

Fortunately, the boy was not interested in the head without the feathers on the helmet.He raised his eyes and looked at the deputy officer not far away, the corners of his bright red lips raised in excitement.

The deputy commander was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were splitting, he shouted hoarsely, "Retreat, retreat quickly! Hurry up!" The commander-in-chief, the principal and deputy commanders, and the commander-in-chief were all dead. He was the supreme ruler of the army. His words, The soldiers naturally wanted to listen, and quickly tightened the reins, turned the horse's head, and galloped back.

The soldiers who pointed their spears at the young man all showed the expressions of the rest of their lives, and threw away their weapons and fled desperately.This is not a war, but a unilateral massacre, and the one who slaughtered them was actually a young man who was not weak enough.They were already scared out of their wits!

Jia Huan has conquered countless zombie sieges. In his eyes, these ordinary people are just like ants, and they cannot be compared with zombies whose strength, speed, and physical strength have been fully evolved.But the atmosphere filled with the smell of gunpowder was wonderful, and it brought back his long, bloody memories.

He licked the blood that accidentally splashed to the corner of his lips, and chased after the leader.

The leader was beating the horse and galloping wildly while looking back, seeing the blood-red eyeballs of the murderous god locked on him tightly, running faster than the Maxima under his crotch, he was so frightened that his hat and helmet fell off, he yelled and urged the soldiers to speed up , and fired a bright red flare into the sky.

"Huan'er, stop chasing! They have reinforcements!" The Fifth Prince shouted after the boy.

The boy seemed to have never heard of it, and his running speed became faster and faster.

The fifth prince gritted his teeth, pulled out his dagger and plunged it into the horse's belly, ran to the boy with all his strength, jumped off the horse and hugged him in his arms to protect him, and rolled on the ground for more than ten laps before barely stopping.

"Stop chasing him, he fired a flare, reinforcements will be here soon. This battle is over, Huan'er, did you hear that!" The fifth prince held the boy's cheeks and looked into his eyes that were as dark as a sea of ​​blood.

Jia Huan blinked, and gradually broke away from the supreme pleasure of blood and killing, pushed the fifth prince away, walked to the helmet that Shen Ling lost, and stomped on it.

The Fifth Prince scooped him up on his horse and walked slowly towards the camp.Most of the soldiers have turned around, resting and healing, and some are standing on the hillside looking at the bloody battlefield.

The Xiyi people slashed and burned, drank blood like hair, and were wild and unruly. They would rather die in battle than surrender.It is really rare to be killed like this today, throwing away your armor and fleeing, but the person who caused this scene is just a young man of half age.Two quarters of an hour, from the sounding of the horn to the end of the war, only a short quarter of an hour, but the young man had slaughtered at least thousands of people, killing the people of Xiyi to the point of fleeing in embarrassment.

Lord Rabbit?Who said that the other party is the rabbit master?Being able to fight against an army of tens of thousands with his own power, he is clearly a ferocious beast, a ferocious beast that has survived since ancient times.

Seeing the heads rolling all over the ground, the soldiers of Daqing thought fearfully—fortunately, this beast belongs to Daqing, not Xiyi!