"Pang Xiu, this is the golden arrow given to me by the late emperor. Seeing this gold medal is like seeing the late emperor!" Xia Huanzhi rode his horse to the observation deck and held up a golden sign.
When Wang Bo and others saw this, they immediately knelt down.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
Because Hanyang and I didn't have time to react, we stood alone in the crowd, looking a little awkward.
But like us, there were many people who did not kneel down. Pang Xiu stood there like a tall and tall green pine, motionless.
"Pang Xiu, are you deaf?" Xia Huanzhi raised his head and asked sharply.
"Your Majesty, the grand master is experiencing the pain of losing his son, you..." Wang Bo kneeled in the crowd and reminded him softly.
Xia Huanzhi snorted coldly: "Is Pang Xiu the only one who has a son? Which of these guards fighting bloody battles on the field is not someone else's son? Now he is lying on the ground and will never wake up!"
Wang Bo lowered his head silently and returned to his old Yami appearance.
Xia Huanzhi glanced at the situation on the field and said coldly: "Brother has done many unjust things, and now he has ended up with his body separated. As a brother, I am deeply saddened, but a country cannot live without a king for a day. The late emperor once said,
Once something unexpected happens to the Xia Kingdom, I will take his place!"
I looked at Xia Huanzhi, and I wanted to pierce him with my eyes. Not to mention whether the headless corpse was Xia Yan, even if it was, he would have to wait until Xia Yan was buried before he could succeed. What is the difference between doing this now and taking advantage of others?
"Listen to my orders!" The silent Pang Xiu's voice sounded like a bell.
"General, obey the order!" Everyone including the imperial physician, the injured soldiers, and even the Princess of Hanyang responded to Pang Xiu in the loudest voice as long as they still had the breath.
"Bring back that headless corpse! Let's see if it's the king!"
"Yes!" the reply was deafening.
"Master, where is Pang Yi's?" Xiahou Liancheng asked sadly.
Everyone looked at the twilight old man in unison.
"My son, I will go there myself!"
Xia Huanzhi's face turned livid, he stared straight ahead and shouted: "Pang Xiu, you are really an old fool!"
"Follow me!" A soldier raised his weapon high.
"Come on!"
Rui Xueji originally ordered to chop off Pang Yi's head as revenge, but stopped because of Xia Huanzhi's sudden visit. This stop just gave us an opportunity.
All the soldiers mobilized in full force and rushed towards their camp with all their strength.
The body must be obtained.
No one knows how Pang Xiu came down from the observation tower. He was holding a pure black sword and followed us towards the enemy's formation.
After a while, Pang Xiu ran to the front.
The black sword swept across the ground, colliding with the broken stone statues on the ground, carrying flint and lightning along the way, and its sharp momentum was unstoppable.
We followed him all the way to protect Master Pang.
I heard Rui Xueji shouting an order with a trembling voice: "Stop them!"
Rui Xueji brought a total of 50,000 soldiers and horses. Due to a lot of losses in the battle last night, it was estimated that there were still more than 30,000 soldiers, but we...were less than 10,000. Even though we knew the disparity in strength, we still rushed forward regardless of our own safety.
Compete with them.
If two armies collide, one army will be injured.
But even if the body is completely injured, we still have to rush forward.
There was no reason for me to step back, because there was half a body there waiting for me to identify.
The soldiers were responsible for fighting the enemy, and I, Uncle Guo, Wang Bo, and Hanyang were responsible for snatching the corpses.
Shakshe suddenly rode over and landed in front of Pangxiu over our heads.
"Master Pang, it's time to compete with me this time!"
