Muyin had almost beaten him, so he pulled out the long knife from Yi Xiangming's hand. He stabbed his chest with the gun and cut his throat with the knife. Looking at the man in front of him who was still staring at death, Muyin sneered: "Don't look down on people."
After saying that, he raised the knife and quickly chopped off his head.
He raised his head and stepped on the horse. Muyin's shocking voice sounded, causing the nearby soldiers to stop. The war drums stopped, and the enemy's flagpole had fallen. Muyin rode high on the horse, raised his lips and said with a smile: "Your general has already
If you die, if you surrender, I, the general, can still spare your lives."
A rare silence. Both the enemy and the soldiers on Muyin's side fell into silence and shock. This was a woman, a fearless woman, a brave woman.
Her face was stained with blood, but there was no disgust or cowardice.
Zhang Hao, who was just about to eliminate the enemy soldiers, his eyes lit up and he already regarded Muyin as a god in his heart. He couldn't help shouting: "Long live the general!"
After he reminded him like this, the soldiers on Muyin's side suddenly broke out and shouted: "Long live the general! Long live the general!"
Throwing the head in his hand to Yi Xiangming, Muyin rode on the horse and chuckled: "Giving it to the enemy, just say it is my belated meeting gift."
News of the victory spread quickly to the palace. For a while, the ministers were talking about it. Although some were dissatisfied, they still believed that Muyin was an out-and-out divine general, just like Jiang Songyu before.
At the prince's house, Yuan Hongqi angrily pushed Han Queluo to the ground and slapped her a few more times. Han Queluo was in tears but could not speak.
During this period, she was often subjected to inhuman torture by Yuan Hongqi. He took it out on her at every turn, but she had never suffered like this! She wanted to die, but how could Yanmeng and Yanyu agree? They had sent people to keep an eye on her early and would not allow them to do so.
To die, I would rather live and endure such torture.
Could it be that Yuan Hongxi had already recovered early in the morning and allowed herself to step in here? Will her life be worse than death? She shuddered in her heart, and Han Queluo felt endless despair in her heart...
Yuan Hongqi, who was sitting on the chair, didn't know what she was thinking, but he was extremely shocked.
He obviously got Mu Ao drunk and asked him to tell him that the one leading the troops in the war was a woman. In this way, Mu Yin saved the day? And he won the battle?!
Why is Yuan Hongxi better than him in everything? Even the princess is better than him?! He is a dignified prince, why don’t the good ones belong to him?
How powerful Muyin was, even though everyone knew that it was his daughter who was leading the troops in the war, he still resolved the situation. What made him even more afraid was that all the spies he sent in were sent back to the Prince's Mansion...
Compared with being subjected to inhuman torture, he couldn't bear it and revealed his identity.
Clenching his fists, Yuan Hongqi walked up to Han Queluo, squatted down, and said viciously: "It's really useless! Useless! Waste!"
Han Queluo didn't know if he was talking about herself. She shook her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, trying to make Yuan Hongqi face her pitiful condition and feel a little pity in her heart.
Looking at her face, Yuan Hongqi felt more and more angry for some reason.
Last time, he was scolded by his father and harshly scolded by his mother because he fell in love with Yanmeng in a daze. He had had enough in his heart. He couldn't compare to Yuan Hongxi in any way, even the only woman who could compare with Muyin.
, are all a waste! A mute!
The obsession with Muyin became stronger and stronger. Yuan Hongqi pinched Han Queluo's face and wanted to crush it into pieces. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. He rubbed Han Queluo's face and felt... it was a little loose.
