C348 Great King

He laughed, with an extremely pleased expression: "Hua Rong, this time, this prince is willing to let you go!"

"AHH!"

"Do you know why?"

Hua Rong also stared at him: "Fourth Prince, don't you dare boast so shamelessly. Based on the current distance, I can at least perish together with you! It's not that I owe you a favor! "

Jin Wushu looked at the arrow in her hand and Xu Qing's blade, he knew that she was not lying, but he disapproved and laughed haughtily: "We will perish together? "You can bear to part with your son?"

Hua Rong did not make a sound. After a long while, she suddenly asked: "How is Wen Long?"

Jin Wushu was stunned for a moment and after a while, he said angrily, "Hua Rong, stop being so hypocritical!"

Hua Rong did not speak further.

However, Jin Wushu laughed out loud. "Hua Rong, the relationship between you and me has long been severed, but today, we are letting you watch a good show."

"Fourth Prince, you have repeatedly defeated my husband. What other good show can you do?"

Jin Wushu's expression became even more arrogant and complacent, "Hua Rong, you have to know, true victor does not only depend on the battlefield. That's right, this prince lost to Yue Pengju on the battlefield. However, there will naturally be someone to help me get rid of this threat. Hahaha, Hua Rong, your Da Song's Emperor and Zai Fu will naturally join hands to help me get rid of this huge threat in my heart. I let you live today so that you can personally witness the miserable deaths of your husband and son and collect their corpses. How is it?

Hua Rong's anger soared to the skies, but she said coldly: "Fourth Prince, I'm afraid that the world's affairs, are not as good as you wish!"

"There may be times where I am disappointed on the battlefield, but in politics, Hua Rong, I rarely disappoint myself! "That's right, I hate you …" It did not seem to be speaking, but rather yelled. "In the past, I only wanted to kill Yue Pengju, but today, I have decided to kill your son along with him. Hua Rong, one day, you will personally witness the corpse of your husband's son and will definitely remember how this crown prince released you tonight! They are all dead, and only you are still alive. Hahaha, do you think that's a good feeling? "

"AHH!"

Hua Rong did not reply, with a wave of her hand, Xu Qing understood, and the two immediately ran away.

Jin Wushu stood where he was and did not give chase. The cold moonlight was shrouded in frost and it slowly disappeared into the clouds. Gradually, the woman running in front of him whose arrow was covered in seven colors was nowhere to be seen.

All that was left were corpses.

With blood trickling down the side of his nose, Jin Wushu turned around and thought again: That fox spirit has finally gone into hiding!

The fox spirits didn't belong to the human race, so they shouldn't have husbands and sons. Even if they did, they would still die.

In his arms, he was still holding onto the secret letter that Qin Gui had sent over. The Prime Minister of the Da Song was her own servant. All the political opinions were her own ideas! No matter what the outcome of the battle was, the political conflict between the two countries had finally begun, and she was the true victor. Because, the first sentence on Qin Gui's letter was: "Zhao Huang sent a letter to the Field Marshal, calling herself 'Subordinate'!"

This subject is "Ji!"

Since Zhao Deji had already given his allegiance to them and issued the strong banner of peace talks, no matter how much more of a rebirth he, Yue Pengju, was in the world, or how sick he was in the world, what could he possibly do?

Hua Rong, Hua Rong! Let's see how long you can hold on until your husband's head is split, and your son's blood sprays on the spot! He was like a dog protecting its calf. He had to kill its children, its loved ones, and then watch it go crazy.

A life of joy couldn't be any better!

He laughed heartily in the midst of the blood that filled the sky. The sound of his laughter and the blood entered the ears of the Golden Army s that were arranged in a formation behind him.

Everyone ran for their lives. After walking past the town of eight kilometers, they could no longer hear any sounds from the Golden Army. But they still did not dare to stop for even a moment, and immediately rushed back to the Yan City.

The city gate opened wide, and Yue Pengju personally welcomed his wife, Xu Qing and the others at the city gate. Inside the tent, seven or eight thick candles were lit, and a row of corpses lay in the open. It was the two corpses that everyone had snatched back.

Gao Lin's and Yang Zaixing's corpses were in the middle. Yang Zaixing's entire body was drenched in blood, every piece of clothing had been cut open, and they were all stuck to his body, as though his entire body had been broken down and reassembled back together. Beside him, Gao Lin, who was a beautiful man from back then, no longer had any form of appearance. There was even a saddlebag hanging around his waist, and a small piece that wasn't dyed red with blood, revealed a pair of jade wings. Li Qiaoniang probably had some feelings for this beautiful man and his great husband.

Yue Pengju stepped forward and personally held Yang Zaixing's eyes up, allowing him to rest in peace. Hua Rong, on the other hand, remembered the scene of Yang Zaixing delivering gold to him after being ordered to do so by Yue Pengju.

Yue Pengju ordered the two of them to be buried and for fear of affecting their morale. The two hundred and ninety-eight Warriors he did not bring back also constructed a common nameless tombstone that he would never forget.

Only when it was midnight did everyone leave. Yue Pengju and his wife also went to rest. As the two laid down, Hua Rong kept tossing and turning. Not only was she unable to sleep, she couldn't even close her eyes. Her mind was filled with corpses, and Jin Wushu's intimidating words.

Yue Pengju hugged his wife, but he felt that under his control, her palm was also completely cold, and couldn't warm up for a long time. He knew very well that his wife had followed Xu Qing out to see such a tragic scene. No matter how strong she was, she was still a woman. He felt heartache for his wife and he had never wanted her to fight in the first place. Now that he was like this, he felt even more uncomfortable as he held her tightly in his arms, putting all of her ice-cold hands and feet into his embrace as he snuggled close to her body. Only then did he softly say.

"What about Wang Gui?"

"There are currently no major movements, but with the heavy soldiers placed here, we were unable to anticipate that anything bad would happen."

The two of them were Yue Pengju's most treasured generals. However, he was also unable to explain the reason behind this. Deep in Hua Rong's heart, he had always had a deep impression and trust of Zhang Xian. But on Wang Gui's side, perhaps it was because she was not very close with him, or perhaps it was because of her wife's complaints towards him, she always felt that he was not as reliable and trustworthy as Zhang Xian.

Yue Pengju sighed: "Sister Shi Qi, after this battle ends, I really want to completely retire and return to the Donglin Temple to conduct a ceremony to pay tribute to all those who lost their lives in this war."

"Yeah, I'm tired of this kind of life too."

"From tomorrow onwards, I will send troops to regroup with Zhang Xian and Wang Gui. Based on our plans, it should be to head to Zhu Xian Town, expel the Golden Army, retreat the Fourth Prince, and take back the two rivers and Yan Yun. Perhaps, this isn't a dream."

When Hua Rong heard this, she became slightly more excited. She thought of Jin Wushu's threats and anxiously asked: "Pengju, do you have any instructions for the next two days in the imperial court?"

Due to the war and the transportation inconvenience of the ancient times, it would take at least 20 days to deliver the message from Lin An to the Yan City. If the message was delayed, it would take at least one to two months. Yue Pengju shook his head, he remembered that he had handed over the paper money, but he did not know how Zhao Deji would reply. Although he was uneasy, it was a great thing that he had not received the letter yet.

Hua Rong secretly prayed, regardless of anything, she hoped to beat up Zhu Xian Town and expel Jin Wushu, before that, she had to promise his not to come!

Just as Song Jin went to war and Yue Pengju took advantage of this opportunity to take back the two rivers and the Yan Yun Sixteen Prefectures that had been ceded to him since Shi Jingtong, a gigantic cruiser began its first flight on the ocean.

In order to ensure stability in performance, the King Qin had to change the design of the giant ship a few times. In the end, the giant ship went into the water, and was already a five storey high battleship, able to accommodate 50,000 soldiers and hundreds of large and small ships. It had set up a battle-ready escalator, a firing perimeter, and more than a dozen cannons and pear blossom spear that the King Qin had bought from the Jiang Nan Lei Family. When King Qin looked at this giant ship that could be called the number one giant ship, he remembered that it had spent a lot of money and let out a long sigh. Who would have thought that the loot looted from the property of the greedy official in Song Kingdom, was actually enough to build such a grand ship.

The giant ship's first cruise was a small test. Along the way, the pirates who were ready to make a move were unstoppable, and were willing to surrender. According to the planning of the Third Uncle Yang, with Liu Wu as his strategist, the King Qin convened the first meeting of the pirate alliance on the giant ship. The current alliance was no longer the loose alliance of the past. It had truly become one, under the leadership of the King Qin.

It was a sunny day in winter, and the sea was calm and clear with an endless blue. Atop the new giant ship, there was a huge black flag with the word "Qin" on it. It fluttered in the wind. This flag was too big, almost covering half the sky.

In the distance, a small boat approached. The people on the boat listened to the deafening cheers of the pirates. It took them a moment to recognize that these people were shouting, "Your Majesty!" "Great King!"

"Great King!" "Great King!"

"Great King!" "Great King!"

It was as if the overlord of the underworld was accepting the worship of his officials.

A trace of a strange smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. He was deeply gratified and filled with anticipation at such a scene.

It was already dusk, and the winter sun was beginning to set. From the loud cheers, he could tell that the gathering was coming to an end. Therefore, he did not want to board the ship at this time, but rather to make people stop and wait for nightfall amidst the deafening sounds of bowing.

He was still covered in Black s, and even his head was covered by a black veil. He stuck close to the cabin like a bat, and looked at the vast ocean — — He had stayed in the interior, in the desert, and was used to seeing the vastness and the aura of death in the desert. As for the sea, it was even more vast and boundless. Where the sea gulls flew, birds were chirping quietly, and a red sun was struggling in the clouds, as if it was the last trace of charm before parting. This was the first time he had seen such a heaven defying mountain — there were so many charming mountains and rivers, attracting countless heroes to fight to their deaths!

He was satisfied with the discovery and then waited for the night to come.

The darkness of the night was like a blanket covering everything in the world.

He liked the night, and though it was not completely dark yet, it was enough to make him feel safe — safer than the sun.

As the boat got closer, a boat came by. It was filled with sharp arrow warriors, all of them were wearing black and red scarves, looking imposing: "Who are you? When you were waiting for a long time, what important matter did you have? "

The flag that had been erected all along the way up the boat was raised again. Because of a special type of phosphorescent flame, it looked even more dazzling in the dark. It was one of the orders and flags of the King Qin, but after going through some processing, because everyone recognized it, they allowed him to pass.

One of the pirates saw a man come out of the boat. He was dressed like a southerner, but he spoke loudly in his rough Chinese, "Please report to the King, someone wishes to see you."