si-mexico Chapter 119 Long Live the Prince!
Chapter 119 Long Live the Prince!
Shen Changgong dismounted, put on the iron mask, and walked up the mountain alone. He climbed the cliff where Wang Biao had just fallen.
Some people from the front army also rode at full speed to search for Wang Biao's body.
On the way, Shen Changgong told Guan Shouchang his analysis. After listening, Guan Shouchang nodded repeatedly, holding the Qinglong sword in his hand and ran in front of Shen Changgong.
How can the head coach be allowed to be at the forefront in a charge?
They soon reached the top, where many heads suddenly appeared. Some of them raised stones and threw them down, while others pushed wood down.
The enemy had malicious intentions. The slope became steeper as it went up. If they launched an attack when Shen Changgong and his men were halfway up the mountain, they would be easily avoided.
But the higher you go, the closer their attack range becomes. Plus, the mountain road is steeper, so the space to dodge becomes smaller, making it even more difficult to avoid them.
Those rocks, logs and arrows came towards us from below and smashed down on our heads.
Guan Shouchang stomped his feet on the ground, and waved the Qinglong sword in his hand, chopping down the incoming arrows, logs, and stones one by one.
But the others were not so lucky, and they did not have Guan Shouchang's martial arts skills. After being hit, they rolled directly down the mountain.
Under Guan Shouchang's protection, Shen Changgong was not attacked by any arrows, and behind him was Tu Queling.
After observing the terrain, he gestured to Tu Que Ling, asking her to advance from the right while he would advance from the left.
Tu Queling was also wearing a light armor, while Shen Changgong was wearing an excellent general's armor.
The two men moved at the same time, their figures like ghosts, dodging and jumping back and forth on the hillside, using incredible body skills to quickly avoid each other's attacks, and finally suddenly tapped their toes, and the whole person seemed to fly and landed next to the enemy.
Shen Changgong pulled out the scimitar from his waist and cut the throat of an enemy with one blow. Then he bent down to avoid the enemy's swing and slashed an archer's leg with the same blow.
He knocked down two people right away. Shen Changgong was like a god of death, waving his two swords continuously and reaping lives.
On the other side, Tu Que Ling also held two daggers in his hands and wore a white mask on his face. Every sword he used stabbed directly at the vital points. Although the range of his attack was not as large as Shen Changgong's, he was as flexible as a poisonous snake.
Tu Que Ling has a good foundation and strong martial arts. After the last battle with Shen Changgong, she also knew that dual weapons are much better than single weapons, and can defend and attack at the same time. During this period, after Shen Changgong's teaching, she also learned to use a two-handed sword.
Shen Changgong also taught her to wear a mask. On the one hand, it can increase the sense of mystery and fear of the enemy, and on the other hand, it can prevent the enemy's saliva, snot and blood from flying into her mouth and making her feel nauseous.
After all, all kinds of situations can happen on the battlefield, and there are many people shouting and crying.
The two top assassins, while reaping lives, also fought their way out of a login area on the top of the mountain.
Guan Shouchang seized the opportunity, holding the Qinglong Sword, and rushed forward with the soldiers behind him. He swung the sword with great force, killing from beginning to end without blinking an eye.
Don't ask if your eyes are dry.
Under the leadership of Shen Changgong and his two companions, the number of enemies on their side became smaller and smaller, while the number of their own side increased. In the end, most of the enemies fell, and several people were captured alive.
"Send some men to clean up the battlefield, push those big rocks inside, and bring down these prisoners."
After Shen Changgong finished speaking, he took Tu Queling and Guan Shouchang and walked downstairs.
After returning to the foot of the mountain, they saw that Wang Biao's body had been collected by the soldiers and placed aside.
Shen Changgong looked at the corpse, sighed, took off his helmet, put his right hand on his chest, and paid high tribute to the heroic martyr.
When the surrounding soldiers saw Shen Changgong personally fighting in the battlefield and charging ahead, and also saw him saluting an ordinary dead soldier, they were all a little broken-down. Tears welled up in their eyes with emotion, and they all stood up and saluted Shen Changgong.
This coach is a truly good coach. He is not afraid of life or death, but he cares about the lives of the people at the bottom.
In the past, they had only heard of the deeds of this great captain and had never seen them with their own eyes. They only knew that he killed the powerful and reformed the military system, and everyone admired him very much.
But now, after this incident, this admiration has almost become fanaticism.
Shen Changgong looked at Wang Biao's body and said,
"Collect this brother's remains and ensure the compensation is delivered to his family. Anyone who embezzles the money will be beheaded!"
"He has no family left."
Guan Shou sighed and said,
"I know this person. We've talked a little bit in the military camp these days. His name is Wang Biao. His family was killed by Duke Wen, and he's the only one left.
When he heard that you had killed Duke Wen and executed his entire family, he excitedly kowtowed towards the capital and said that this life would be yours from now on.
These days, I have been looking for an opportunity to visit you and thank you in person, but when I took him there, he didn't dare to go, saying he didn't want to disturb you."
Hearing this, Shen Changgong, who had always been cold and ruthless, couldn't help but be moved.
He took off his mask, squatted down, looked into Wang Biao's eyes that were still open, and said,
"Brother, if you want to see me, take another look. I have received your kindness. On the road to the underworld, if anyone bullies you, remember to report my name."
The magical thing is that after he said this, Wang Biao's eyes, which had been open until death, slowly closed.
A soldier nearby mustered up the courage to say,
"Your Highness, he won't be bullied on the road. We are your soldiers. We are not afraid of the powerful, so why should we be afraid of those lonely ghosts?"
"Yes, Your Highness, Wang Biao can now go down and kill Duke Wen himself."
"Your Majesty, you have destroyed the powerful and the wealthy. You are the best official in the world. We are all willing to die for you."
"I am also willing to die for the prince!"
"I would like that too."
Shen Changgong felt a lump in his throat after hearing these words.
He didn't know anyone here at all, and he had never done anything for them, but these people who had suffered so much, after receiving a little warmth, would remember the person who gave them warmth in their hearts.
Shen Changgong said,
"I hope you can defeat the enemy for me and live well.
Dying is not a skill, everyone will die. Being able to defeat the enemy and let the enemy die is a skill!"
"Long live the prince!"
"Long live the prince!"
Shen Changgong's words moved them so much that their blood boiled and they couldn't help but shout.
Tu Que Ling on the side shouted anxiously,
"Don't shout nonsense, shout 'Long Live the Emperor', only then can the Emperor live long!"
The soldiers stopped shouting.
Shen Changgong asked them to collect the bodies, interrogate the prisoners, and continue on their journey after eating.
However, just after the team had been walking for half a day, a cavalry suddenly appeared in the north and quickly caught up with Shen Changgong's army.