Chapter 342: Soldiers Approaching the City (2)

Chapter 342: Soldiers Approaching the City (2)

"Cousin only a few months ago when we lost our armor and fled in a panic. How long has it been since cousin forgot?" Ban Hua sneered, "Cousin has such a bad memory at such a young age, which makes the younger generation feel very uncomfortable. It's difficult, today you can only remember what happened a few months ago if you let your cousin see it."

King Changqing's face suddenly darkened. This matter was a shame to him. Ban Hua brought up the old matter again, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire and ruined his face.

"Since you don't eat a toast and take fine wine, then don't blame me for being rude."

"See, the villains in the Chinese script usually like to say this sentence," Ban Hua said to the left lieutenant, "Remember, never say this sentence in the future on the battlefield."

"Why?" The simple and honest Deputy General Zuo asked honestly, "What's wrong with this sentence?"

"Because people who say this usually lose in the end." Ban Hua took the silver gun held by the right lieutenant, "Whoever said this will be cursed by the god of the battlefield and will not win. "

"And the God of Battlefield?" The poor left lieutenant's faith was crumbling.

"Of course," Ban Hua raised his chin, "otherwise you just wait and see."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The general said yes, so there must be!" The right lieutenant who trusted Banhua unconditionally slapped the right lieutenant hard, resolutely not letting him question the general's words.

Banhua laughed, raised his head and made a gesture: "Brothers, follow me."

"yes!"

The momentum of this roar is like a tiger descending the mountain, straight to the sky.

"Two generals, there is a fight at the south gate."

A small soldier ran to Du Jiu and Zhao Zhong, reporting the movements of the other three parties.

"It turned out that General Ban was the first to strike?" Zhao Zhong was surprised, "I thought it would be Mr. Shi's side."

Given Shi Jin's deep blood feud with the imperial court, he should be the first to be unable to resist.

"Who is guarding the city at the south gate?" Du Jiu asked the soldier who reported the news.

"It's King Changqing and Xie Qilin."

"Xie Qilin..." Du Jiu rubbed his chin, and it's not surprising that he would do it given the princess' temperament. He glanced at the somewhat cowering guard at the city gate, and said, "In that case, let's do it too."

The two sides started to fight, and the two sides were in a stalemate. The nobles in the city were uneasy, wishing to hide in the secret room with gold, silver and jewelry.

The atmosphere outside the palace was tense, and the inside of the palace was not much better. The court ladies and eunuchs were in a hurry, some of them were more courageous, and even snatched the gold, silver and jewels of the masters, trying to escape from the palace. But Jiang Luo would not tolerate their behavior. These eunuchs were shot to death by archers as soon as they arrived at the palace gate.

The jewels in their arms mixed with the blood flowing from their bodies, and these shiny jewels suddenly became filthy.

"Come here," King Changqing stood on the city gate, watching Ban Hua become more and more courageous in the battle, and actually beat and killed the soldiers he sent out, and said calmly, "The archer who was raised by this king Please come."

"What kind of archer?" Xie Qilin's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help asking, "Your Highness also raised a master archer?"

"The sharp archer raised by this king is not ordinary." Changqing Wang stared at Ban Hua under the city gate, "Even the Supreme Emperor himself praised him for having the legacy of Marshal Ban, and there are few sons in the world who can't match it."

He remembered that in an archery competition, Banhua even bet silver on this person to win. I don't know if Ban Hua would be willing to let her die at the hands of someone he personally praised?

After a while, a man with a short right hand and a short hand came to the city gate. He had a very ordinary appearance. He lowered his head without saying a word, but tightly held the bow and arrow in his hand.

"You are the sharp archer who has the legacy of Marshal Ban, what's your name?"

The short and thin man nodded: "Return to the lord, the last general's name is Gao Wangsheng."

"Wangsheng..." King Changqing smiled, nodded and said, "That's a good name, you follow me."

Gao Wangsheng followed King Changqing to the edge of the city wall. He was relatively short, so he could only see a little farther away from the city gate.

"Bring him a stepping block."

"This king wants you to shoot and kill a woman in silver armor with red tassels on her helmet, can you do it?"

"My lord, the general will not hurt women." Gao Wangsheng was silent for a moment, and squeezed out these few words.

"You don't need to kill her, this king will exchange her life with your family members."

The corners of Gao Wangsheng's lips trembled slightly. He has no wife or daughter, but he has an old mother with bad eyesight. The words of King Changqing spoke to his heart.

"Come here, take Gao Wangsheng's family..."

"My lord!" Gao Wangsheng paused, "The last general, the last general takes orders."

King Changqing sneered and took a step back: "Let's do it."

Gao Wangsheng licked the corners of his dry lips. The early autumn sun was dry and strong, and his hand holding the bow and arrow was sweating. Picking up the arrow and putting it on the string, he blinked, sweat dripped into his eyes, and he couldn't help squinting.

"My lord," Xie Qilin said suddenly, "Your Majesty didn't give an order to kill Princess Fuller, is it wrong for you to do so?"

"Isn't it right?" King Changqing raised his eyebrows, "Swords have no eyes. Since Princess Fule is on the battlefield, she may die on the battlefield. Mr. Xie, is this pity?"

Xie Qilin lowered his eyelids and said: "My lord speaks seriously, I have no personal affection for Princess Fule."

"This king is not interested in whether you have an affair, as long as you are obedient and sensible, and don't disturb my decision-making." He turned his head and scolded Gao Wangsheng, "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up?!"

Ban Hua overturned a cavalryman who was about to attack her, suddenly her right eye jumped, and when she turned her head, she saw an arrow on the city wall pointing at her.

She was about to dodge, but three cavalry rushed up from the side, pinching her in the middle, almost impossible to avoid. With a groan in his heart, Banhua reluctantly turned to the side, risking his arm being cut.

The moment the arrow shot out, Gao Wangsheng felt someone rushing towards him, his hand shook, and the arrow bent a little bit.

"Xie Qilin, what are you doing?"

Xie Qilin took the bow and arrow from Gao Wangsheng's hand, threw the bow and arrow down the city gate, turned to face the angry eyes of King Changqing, he raised his hand and saluted, "Master Fule is one of the emperor's favorite descendants, I can't let the prince decide without authorization."

"Okay, very good," King Changqing laughed angrily, "Come here, tie up Xie Qilin and hand it over to His Majesty!"

Whoosh!

The arrow flew past Ban Hua's arm and penetrated the chest of the cavalry next to her. This cavalry was from the Imperial Army. He fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, his young face still full of confusion.

Such a strong force, if this arrow penetrates her chest, she will definitely die.