How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

The royal guards were sent to protect Eunuch Zhao, and the main force to meet the enemy was the soldiers of the Jingbei Army.

For the Jingbei Army, forming an array to defend against the enemy is their housekeeping skill.Therefore, even if these assassins are numerous and their kung fu moves are ruthless, they are still no match for the regular army's strangulation.

Not to mention that what they want to assassinate is not an ordinary person who has no power to restrain a chicken, but the famous Lord of War.

If you can beat it, you will be a ghost.

The assassin leader found a gap, and escaped from the struggle with the soldiers of the Jingbei Army. He stepped on the shoulders of his subordinates and jumped in front of Xiao Lingfeng. It was easily held by Xiao Lingfeng with a long knife.

He exerted all his strength to press down the blade in his hand, but Xiao Lingfeng raised his hand but remained motionless.

"You want to kill King Jingbei at this time, I'm afraid it's almost meaningless." Zhuang Qingyue stood aside for Xiao Lingfeng, shaking her head when she saw this, and commented, her eyes were full of contempt for the assassin leader.

The leader of the assassins covered his face with a gray scarf, only revealing a pair of extremely fierce eyes.After hearing Zhuang Qingyue's mocking words, he immediately turned his head and stared at Zhuang Qingyue, with a gnawing red light in his eyes, completely forgetting where he was at the moment.

When swords and soldiers are fighting for their lives, it is most taboo to be distracted.

In a daze, the ring-headed broadsword pressed down in his hand suddenly lightened, and there was a whistling sound of wind in his ears.

At the moment when he was distracted, Xiao Lingfeng flipped his wrist and pulled the long knife that was blocking him out from under his knife, and with his backhand, he struck at the vital point in the throat of the assassin leader.

As soon as he changed his previous carelessness, his moves suddenly became sharper, and the place where the blade passed was terrifying!

Dare to stare at Zhuang Qingyue in front of Xiao Lingfeng, isn't that just courting death?

The assassin can be the leader, so the reaction is naturally not slow.He turned around and raised the knife, and barely caught Xiao Lingfeng's full blow with the ring-headed sword.Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard an inaudible noise in his ears.

- Click.

He turned his head and saw that from the point where the blades of the two men met, there was a crack in the ring-headed sword.

With that abnormal sound, the crack suddenly expanded and spread, and it was shattered into two in an instant.

The assassin leader was terrified.

But now he only has a broken knife in his hand, and he can no longer compete with Xiao Lingfeng!

The assassin leader raised his head, and was caught by the fierceness in Xiao Lingfeng's eyes at a glance.Xiao Lingfeng's ferocious aura and iron-blooded coercion from years of fighting on the battlefield were far from what these assassins could bear.

Knowing that the mission had no hope of success, the leader of the assassins looked miserable.Seeing that all the subordinates he brought were killed to pieces, his heart sank and he let out a scream.

It is a signal for a desperate counterattack.

Even if everyone is damaged, even if Xiao Lingfeng cannot be trapped and killed here, he must be dragged off his horse with all his might and severely injured.

However, those remnants of the defeated generals closed their formation and tried to encircle Xiao Lingfeng, but they were surrounded by Zhuang Qingyue and Ding Yue with the Jingbei Army's personal soldiers.

In an instant the hunter becomes the prey.

The encirclement became smaller and smaller, no matter how desperately those gray-clothed assassins tried, they were still struggling to the death.

One forcefully severed the neck of the gray-clothed man under her feet, Zhuang Qingyue lightly jumped back onto the horse, looked at the assassins in the encirclement and let out a heavy cold snort.

"Unbelievable!"

He turned his head, cast a contemptuous glance at the leader of the assassins who had been forced by Xiao Lingfeng to run around chaotically like a cat catching a mouse, turned to Ding Yue and said coldly: "Keep two alive, and kill the rest!"

Ding Yue had exactly this intention.

If he hadn't had to find out who was so desperate to assassinate his prince, he even wanted to kill all of these people on the spot!

Anyone who dares to assassinate the prince will have to die for me.

On the other side, Xiao Lingfeng also wanted to save his life for interrogation, so he recruited a deadly killer but hesitated to kill him, giving the assassin hope that he could escape, and then drove him to the end.

Soon, the assassin leader had countless wounds on his body, and was forced by Xiao Lingfeng to lose his mind and panic.

From Xiao Lingfeng's point of view, he was not at the level of a professional killer.

Seeing the blade in King Jingbei's hand approaching again, the assassin finally resigned to his fate, and wanted to bite the poisonous sac in his mouth cruelly, but Xiao Lingfeng reached out to clamp his jaw like lightning, and helped him remove his jaw with a wrong hand.

Zhuang Qingyue over there had already killed all the assassins together with Ding Yue and others. Zhuang Qingyue threw away the blood-stained long knife in her hand, and walked in front of Xiao Lingfeng in three steps at a time.

"Aren't you hurt?"

The two spoke at the same time, froze at the same time, and chuckled at the same time.Ding Yue, who was a few steps away, saw his teeth aching.

Xiao Lingfeng wanted to say something more, but found that Zhuang Qingyue made some restless movements in his hands.

So he stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhuang Qingyue's hand that was quietly rubbing on his sleeve, raised his eyebrows and asked him: "Like a monkey, what are you doing?"

It was the first time that Mr. Wushuang was described by the word "monkey", and the expression on his face immediately changed. He was about to speak out to Xiao Lingfeng, when he suddenly remembered that he was the one who secretly wiped his hands on his sleeve first, arrogant The arrogance died down in an instant.

Xiao Lingfeng stared at his face, and saw that his expression changed back and forth, but he quickly calmed down again. After that, the man coughed lightly as if nothing had happened, and shook his grasped wrist lightly twice.

Xiao Lingfeng let go at the right time, but the other hand suddenly lightened.

Zhuang Qingyue took the long knife with a gap in his hand, and used the tip of the knife to lift the veil of the assassin leader who fell on the ground.

Originally, he just wanted to see what the assassin looked like, but when he saw the plum blossom imprint on his neck, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Sensing Zhuang Qingyue's abnormality, Xiao Lingfeng took two steps forward, following his movements to look at the neck of the assassin leader.

Even if he is not a native of this world, Xiao Lingfeng still has some basic common sense.

For example, which ordinary assassin would leave such a mark on his body that his identity would be discovered?

So, is the bright plum blossom pattern on the assassin's body a demonstration against Xiao Lingfeng?

Thinking of this, Xiao Lingfeng sneered in his heart.Since he dared to offend Xiao Ling's limelight, he had to be prepared to suffer the consequences.

Thinking of this, he looked back at Zhuang Qingyue and asked, "This mark...do you recognize it?" After waiting for a while, he didn't get an answer.

Zhuang Qingyue frowned deeper than him, staring closely at the plum blossom mark at this moment, as if she was about to be dazed.

Realizing that something might be wrong, Xiao Lingfeng beckoned someone to tie up the half-dead assassin leader and take him away, then took Zhuang Qingyue's hand and led him to the edge of the crowd while the soldiers were cleaning the battlefield.

"Ah Yue?" He rubbed Zhuang Qingyue's hand comfortingly, wiped off the cold sweat that had arisen from his palm at some point, and then said softly, "It's time to recover."

Although she didn't know why Zhuang Qingyue lost her mind, it had something to do with the plum blossom mark.

Xiao Lingfeng thought to himself, when he finds a foothold later, he must quickly interrogate those survivors.

Zhuang Qingyue lowered her head, her eyes flicked over Xiao Lingfeng's hands, and then she seemed to finally regain her senses, and fell into Xiao Lingfeng's arms.

The force was so great that the defenseless Xiao Lingfeng took two steps back to stabilize his figure.

Xiao Lingfeng caught the person holding his breath, but he noticed that the person in his arms was trembling, and even his breathing was heavier than before.

Zhuang Qingyue's condition was very wrong, and even Xiao Lingfeng was a little at a loss.

Holding Zhuang Qingyue's shoulder, he could only ask in vain: "Ah Yue, what's wrong with you?"

"What's going on? Ah Yue, talk to me!"

"Ah Yue?"

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Zhuang Qingyue finally raised her head from his arms: "I'm fine."

Seeing his red eyes, Xiao Lingfeng was startled, and immediately reached out to stroke the corners of his eyes.Xiao Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't feel the wetness around his eyes.

Just as she was about to say something to comfort Zhuang Qingyue, she heard him speak first.

"Xiao Lingfeng." Zhuang Qingyue called him.This was the first time Xiao Lingfeng heard Zhuang Qingyue call his name so seriously.

He complied.

Zhuang Qingyue took a deep breath, and continued: "My mother also has a plum blossom mark on her neck."

"But she died 18 years ago."

"I checked her life to confirm my own background, but I checked everyone, but I couldn't find any information about this plum blossom mark."

"Even Mister doesn't know what the plum blossom mark represents."

"I even thought it might just be her birthmark."

While talking, Zhuang Qingyue gradually calmed down.

He looked up at Xiao Lingfeng, and said in a deep voice, "This is a conspiracy."

Xiao Lingfeng didn't expect that Zhuang Qingyue's mother could be involved in the plum blossom imprint.

At this time, he only hated himself for not reading the book carefully, for not being able to find any useful information about this matter from the book.

But anyway, he knew that Zhuang Qingyue was the hero of the original book.

If it's a male lead, there should be some kind of aura of the protagonist, so he wouldn't die for nothing, right?Thinking of this, Xiao Lingfeng's heart sank a little.

He pondered for a moment, looked at Zhuang Qingyue and said: "If they have been dormant for the past 18 years, you may not be able to find their traces, but as long as they take action, they will definitely show their feet."

"Just wait, we'll be able to investigate when they show their flaws." Xiao Lingfeng held his hand gently, "If it's for me, I will never spare them. If it's for you, I won't let it go."

The last sentence was spoken so resoundingly that Zhuang Qingyue finally smiled.

After the battle scene was cleaned up, Ding Yue had already comforted Eunuch Zhao on behalf of Xiao Lingfeng.After everything was ready, everyone went on to set off.

It seems that the failure of this assassination operation temporarily stopped the people behind the scenes. Along the way, except for the few assassins who have not been interrogated, the rest of the journey can be said to be smooth and smooth.

Three days later, everyone entered Quezhou.

After another two days, the group finally arrived at the foot of the imperial city.

The young emperor of the Dajing Dynasty had received the letter a long time ago, and early in the morning, with all the civil and military officials, he ran outside the imperial city against the cold wind to meet Jingbei King Xiao Lingfeng in person.

In addition, because the court had already released the rumors, even the people in the imperial capital knew that the God of War prince who had just won the battle was about to arrive in the imperial capital today.

All of a sudden, the common people poured into the streets one after another, and surrounded the long street from the entrance of the imperial capital to the outside of the imperial palace. Even the windows of the restaurants on the street were crowded with people.

Everyone wanted to see King Jingbei's demeanor.

Outside the city gate, surrounded by hundreds of officials, the little emperor wrapped his thick cloak tightly, and kept looking out with his head stretched out.

"When will Brother Huang arrive?" He tilted his head and urged the guards beside him, "Why don't you send someone to see where Brother Huang has gone?"

An old man with a white beard beside him smiled and comforted him: "Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry, the prince is definitely eager to go home, and he won't miss the hour."

Just as he was talking, the sound of horseshoes sounded in the distance.

"Here we come!" The guard in the front row shouted, and immediately turned around to report to the horse.