Ximen Hao dragged the injured princess and rode Mo Lin back and forth in front of everyone.
"Hey, I can't believe that Master Hao killed several of them. My second uncle still has so many babies, so he can really give birth to them."
"Prince cousin, please spare your life! Please spare me!"
A prince suddenly knelt under Ximen Hao's mount and kowtowed repeatedly.
"My son, get up! Don't be embarrassed!"
A princess yelled loudly.
"Mom! If we don't beg for mercy, we will all die!"
The prince shouted in horror.
"you……"
The princess's arms were shaking with anger.
"Haha, the majestic King of Huainan actually has such a traitor, it really embarrasses the Ximen family."
"Bang!"
Ximen Hao shot the prince in the forehead without hesitation, and instantly there was another dead soul in his hand.
Everyone's expressions changed again, and even the princess just suppressed her sadness and did not cry.
"Devil! You are the devil!"
The princess turned to look at Ximen Hao, wishing she could eat him alive.
"Ha! Am I the devil?"
Ximen Hao smiled in surprise, then raised his hand and threw the princess down, pointed at everyone and said:
"I am a devil? Do you know that? The people who replaced you were massacred in the village! The place where you live was all killed? They are all extremely unclean! Don't tell anyone!"
Ximen Hao's words made everyone shut up.
Although those villagers are just untouchables, they are still living lives, including young children.
"That~it's not us who can kill him, he's the guard!"
A seven or eight-year-old boy looked at Ximen Hao and shouted.
"Feng'er, don't talk."
A woman held the boy in her arms and covered his mouth.
Ximen Hao would not reason with a child, but looked at the direction in which his cavalry was charging, with a smile on his face.
Hundreds of cavalrymen followed, and now there were ninety-five, which meant that only five were lost, which made him feel relieved.
These are all officer-level, and losing one of them is a treasure.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince! Kill all the guards!"
Zhao Yunlong went up and cupped his fists.
"Okay! Take them all! Back to camp!"
Ximen Hao waved his hand and walked forward slowly.
Zhao Yunlong and others left the eighteen family members of Ximen Wentian on their mounts, and then headed towards Tianqing City.
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The west gate of Tianqing City.
The 250,000 troops of Ximen Wentian and Ximen Dingtian faced the west, not caring about the Tianqing City defenders behind them.
Those garrison troops with little combat effectiveness did not pose any threat to him.
What he cares about is the two hundred thousand troops on the opposite side!
Yes, Ximen Hao's army has also arrived, with a total of 200,000 coalition troops in position.
On the gate tower of Tianqing City, not only Ximen Potian and others have not left, but the Supreme Emperor Ximen Shang and Di Yingying also went up to the tower with their guards.
This battle is related to the fate of everyone, as well as the fate of Qingguo.
"Potian, the original words of our ancestor: Whoever wins this battle will be the emperor of Qing Kingdom. Neither you nor I are allowed to interfere."
Ximen Shang sat next to Ximen Potian, looking at the battlefield from a distance, as if he was watching a huge chess game!
And the people below, whether they are soldiers or their respective masters, are all pawns in this game of chess.
"The Son Emperor understands that even if the Son Emperor is still on the throne, the soldiers and horses of the Qing Kingdom will already belong to Da Lang."
"Alas! Last time I saw two grandsons fighting and lost one grandson. This time it's my own grandson and two sons... Alas!"
Ximen Shang felt that he had failed as a human being. He was constantly killing his own grandson and his own son, which really made him a little sad.
"Father, it's all the Son's fault. If the Son had not been soft-hearted back then, today's results would not have happened."
Ximen Potian said apologetically.
"You don't have to blame yourself, everything is settled."
Ximen Shang was stroking his beard and looking at the sky with a deep gaze. No one knew what he was thinking.
Ximen Potian was also silent. Looking at the army below, he felt that he was getting older and older.
Without Ximen Hao, even if he was not sick, it would probably be very difficult to face the rebellion that Ximen Wentian had planned for many years.
However, as soon as Ximen Hao came back, he didn't even have a month to fight, so that Ximen Wentian complained endlessly, and finally had to have a decisive battle in Tianqing City.
And below, in front of the two armies.
Ximen Wentian and Ximen Dingtian were sitting on two chariots, each surrounded by their own soldiers.
Ximen Hao is also sitting on a huge chariot, accompanied by a beautiful woman on the right, and Ji Wubing standing with a feather fan on the left.
Behind them stood A Ke and Li Bai. Not only the two of them, but also Yu Ji and Da Ji secretly left the city for this good opportunity to upgrade, and came here to grab heads and gain experience.
The surrounding area is surrounded by iron cavalry, and no one can get close to it.
"Ximen Hao! I have been waiting for this battle for a long time!"
Ximen Wentian's voice echoed over the nearly half a million troops.
"Hahaha! Ximen Wentian, this battle is just the beginning for this prince!"
Ximen Hao laughed so wildly and arrogantly!
The other party regards this battle as the beginning of Qingguo's world, and he sees it as the beginning of the struggle for hegemony on the mainland!
"What? Can His Royal Highness still dominate the mainland?"
Ximen Wentian looked at Ximen Hao with disdain. Although the other party's rise was abnormal, dominating the continent was just a dream.
"Hahaha! King Huainan, how can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan? Your horizons are too small. Well, whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight, you are the elder, you choose."
Ximen Hao leaned on the seat and hugged Luo Li. He looked like a god of war, but he was clearly a foolish king.
"Your Majesty! The last general is willing to take the lead! He has the courage to kill the enemy!"
A golden-armored general in the middle stage of soul refining urged his mount to step forward.
Ximen Wentian had a beautiful beard and nodded:
"General Qi, we must win the first battle!"
"yes!"
General Na Qi clasped his fists, then urged his mount to arrive in front of the two armies.
"Zhao Yunlong! One level higher than you! Are you sure?"
Ximen Hao shouted at the top of his voice.
Zhao Yunlong straightened his back, urged the tiger beasts under him to slowly go up, and left the camp directly.
"If you don't take the enemy general's head, the last general will show you his head!"
After saying that, he reached out and put on the silver ghost face mask and rushed forward.
"Haha, this unparalleled little overlord, Zhao Dutong, you have raised a good son."
Ximen Hao looked carefree and happy when Daji served him the wine.
This is not a fight, look at the fierce sisters above, they are obviously here for an outing!
"Haha, Your Highness has given you the award."
It was the first time that Zhao Yuan saw someone leading troops in battle like this, and he smiled dryly.
Who knew that what would make him even more devastated would come later.
I saw that Yu Ji had not served her master for a long time, so she stretched out her hand to squeeze her master's shoulders.
Daji was waiting on the side to pour the wine, and Akko was not to be outdone. The cold female assassin squatted directly in front of Ximen Hao and beat his legs.
As a result, Luo Li seemed a little awkward and hid in embarrassment.
This scene left the lieutenant general speechless and envious. This scene made singles jealous to death.
Ximen Hao enjoys this treatment very much. His creed is that enjoying life is the first priority at all times.