At the foot of Wuji Mountain, the Wind and Fire Shinto leads to the Tianta.
Bai Shiqing rode the unicorn and fought all the way. With his own strength, he actually destroyed a lot of the heavenly soldiers and gods.
There was blood, corpses, and the sound of killing was loud, but the Shinto guards were still unable to break through.
"Bold and rebellious, don't give up yet!"
King Bai arrives in person, with a golden spear to subdue demons in his left hand and a nine-foot divine whip in his right hand. This is the symbol of the power and leadership of the Chinese army.
He has always been his father's most valued successor. His father's orders are military orders, and he will never violate them in public or private matters.
But this time, he didn't put down his weapon because he knew that if he put it down, he would never get his celadon back.
Stubbornly confronting his father with a knife, his white clothes were stained with blood, and his eyes were full of sorrow. The white king frowned slightly. It was not that he felt distressed, but there was no reason to condone it.
The Bai family's army all showed up. Facing their brothers who had fought bloody battles, none of them had the heart to pick up their weapons.
One of the lieutenants shouted, as if he was crying: "My young prince! Do you really want to abandon your brother for a woman?"
Bai Shiqing's hand holding the knife shook violently, he clenched his teeth and said nothing.
"General!" another soldier shouted, wiping tears and kneeling down, "You can't leave your brothers alone! Three thousand soldiers of the Bai family army are waiting for your return! Only you can lead these brothers, and the Bai family army cannot be without them.
You!"
"General! Little Prince!" More soldiers knelt down and shouted like thunder, "The Bai Army cannot live without General!"
Bai Shiqing gritted his teeth, holding the handle of the knife firmly and pointing it at his brother who had experienced life and death. After all, he couldn't bear to lose another point.
At some point, Fei Mo and Lan Huan also appeared here, standing on the side of the Bai family army, facing the bloodshot Bai Shiqing.
"Shiqing" Lan Huan's always calm voice couldn't help but feel anxious, "You personally trained the Bai family army, do you want to fight them too?"
Fei Mo was so anxious that she shouted: "Xiao Bai, give up! Please stop fighting! We are all your brothers, Zhonglu is our home!"
A young soldier in the army raised his bow and arrow, and the officer who led the army stepped forward, snatched it and broke it with two clicks, roaring: "You bastard! The brothers of the Bai family army will not attack their own people. If the general wants to attack, we will all
Fight to the death, no resistance is allowed!"
The words seemed to be spoken to Xiao Bing, but they actually had a deeper meaning.
You are not allowed to attack your brothers - this is the rule that General Bai set when he led the troops.
It was these words that made Bai Shiqing's chest tremble. The hand holding the knife finally let go, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang.
The moment he put down the knife, the nine-foot divine whip in Bai Wang's hand swooped towards him like a snake. As soon as the knife fell to the ground, the rope tied him tightly.
Everyone present was shocked: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"