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Chapter 183 Traitor

In a moment, the two giants who came in force were all killed by Xie Changyuan.

Chong Chenzi saw this scene, Princess Linyang saw this scene, everyone saw this scene.

They unconsciously forgot to escape and stared blankly at the tall figure standing on the top of the attic.

Although he has one eye and one arm, he is as majestic as a god at this moment. Although he is very embarrassed, with a large piece of his armor broken and a hideous wound on his waist and abdomen, no one would think that he has become weak because of this.

When he killed everyone in the past, all the Imperial Guards were almost frightened out of their courage. Now he personally killed two terrifying giants of unknown origin. Such a deterrent made them completely give up resistance.

"We won't fight..."

"No more fighting, we surrender..."

One after another, some people dropped their weapons in frustration, took off their armor and stood aside.

The martial arts warriors of the Great Song Dynasty and Guan Suzhi's men did not react at first, but soon realized the change in the situation, and everyone could not help but feel happy.

The Suwei Forbidden Army surrendered, they won!?

"We can't surrender! What are you doing! Pick up your weapons!"

Suddenly, an angry shouting and cursing sounded. Guan Suzhi and others looked back and saw a figure walking out of the crowd in an awkward manner.

This man was wearing fish scale armor, and his helmet had been lost in the crowd. His face was covered with sweat, and although he tried his best to put on an angry look, it was hard to hide the deep fear in the end.

He separated from the crowd and walked out, pointing his finger at the soldiers in front of him and yelling curses.

"Are you little bastards crazy? The dignified Imperial Guard actually surrendered to a bunch of mobs!? Who asked you to surrender? I am your general, and I order you to take up arms!"

This person was none other than Wang Ming, deputy commander of the Suwei Imperial Army. He was the highest-ranking military attache present.

But when the battle started, he chose to succumb to the Twelve Divine Palaces and did not continue to be loyal to the Song Dynasty court.

In other words, his current identity is that of a traitor to the Song Dynasty. If all his soldiers surrender, then he will be just a bare commander and cannot afford to settle the scores of the Song Dynasty.

That's why he yelled hysterically, not wanting to see his men surrender.

Seeing how he urged, the surrounding imperial guards showed no intention of picking up their weapons again. Instead, they all lowered their heads and stepped back. He couldn't help but get furious. He stepped forward and raised his legs to kick them randomly, while kicking them and saying something in their mouths.

While scolding.

Xie Changyuan's people looked at him spinning around with sneers in their mouths.

Princess Linyang's eyes were cold and she was about to order her men to capture Wang Ming.

As long as Wang Ming is captured, it will be beneficial to him whether he kills or surrenders him in the future. After all, this is a second-grade military attaché, and it would be best to use him to intimidate the generals in the court in the future.

However, for some reason, she did not speak immediately, but turned her head and cast her gaze at Xie Changyuan in the distance.

At this time, Xie Changyuan was standing in an attic, confronting Lu Heng and Fukuda Ichiro at the top of the city.

He knew that this battle was not over yet. In front of him were the tenth lord of the twelve divine palaces and Lu Heng, an important figure in the eleventh palace.

And in the sky, there is another Cheng Er Realm Martial God Li Muzhi who has a fierce fight with Gao Wenchong.

With these three people present, the outcome of this battle cannot be determined by whether the Imperial Guards present fight or not.

In the solemn atmosphere, Xie Changyuan noticed a line of sight looking at him. When he turned around, he saw the movement in Linyang.

He saw Wang Ming kicking and kicking in front of a group of people, and he also saw the Imperial Guards putting down their weapons. The most important thing was that he saw the beautiful and fragrant Lin Yang looking at him, and there seemed to be questioning in his eyes.

"Hmm..." Xie Changyuan thought for a moment.

Immediately, he raised his voice and shouted loudly. The sound was as loud as thunder and spread clearly to Princess Linyang.

"Cut off his head and take it to the Imperial Street to persuade him to surrender. I still have fifty brothers guarding him!"

As soon as this voice came out, the scene was completely silent. Even Wang Ming's body froze, and his back was unknowingly covered with a layer of cold sweat.

Although this sentence did not specify whose head to be beheaded, as a warrior, how could he not hear the murderous intention directed at him?

When death was imminent, Wang Ming didn't care about anything else. He immediately jumped up and sprinted as fast as he could with his sixth level of physical training. He stepped on other people's heads to escape from this land of right and wrong.

At that time, Princess Linyang's magnetic voice sounded with a hint of anger.

She took a step forward and scolded

"Get him!"

Winning a sixth-level martial artist? I'm afraid that none of the Suwei Imperial Guards present have this ability. Xiao Qing, a master of the golden elixir, was still standing beside her with serious injuries. He just wanted to rush out but couldn't stand firm.

I staggered and almost fell.

At the critical moment, three figures rose into the sky. The Song Dynasty warriors Xiao Jinfeng, Kang Youde and Ji Liuming took action at the same time and caught up with Wang Ming in an instant.

The three of them shot at the same time, one broke Wang Ming's ribs, the other broke Wang Ming's legs, and finally Xiao Jinfeng took Wang Ming's neck and brought him back to Lin Yang.

Wang Ming is really miserable now. He is obviously only a sixth-level martial artist, but he is besieged by three ninth-level body-refining madmen. I don't know if this honor is an honor or bad luck.

He looked at Lin Yang dying, as if he was about to beg for mercy, but suddenly a tall and fat figure walked out from the side.

Guan Suzhi limped out, raised the machete in her hand, and cut off Wang Ming's head with a single click.

She had been injured by Fang Bi's brother Fang Bi before, and now she was very reluctant to move, but she still cut off Wang Ming's head decisively.

Bend down to pick up the head, Guan Suzhi was already sweating profusely in pain, but she still gritted her teeth and insisted on handing the head to Agou and ordered.

"Hurry and take it to Yujie, Zhang Yuan's brother is still guarding there..." she said with difficulty.

Agou quickly took Wang Ming's head, quickly separated the crowd, stepped on the human wall and rushed out, heading straight to Yu Street!

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