Lin Gu frowned even more tightly.

He doesn’t believe there are any real gentlemen in this world!

Who knows when King Xuan entered Beidi and chopped off the heads of several common people? How many Beidi women slept with him?

The general interjected: "Will the national army still go to battle tomorrow?"

Lin Gu calmed down his momentum and looked a little worried.

After all, he had lost several games in a row, which had worn away the patience of others. Gradually, these ministers no longer respected him as much as before.

The Mon king said: "Tomorrow I will go to battle with the national master."

The ministers were shocked and quickly spoke out to dissuade him.

After all, in their hearts, this too-young king has yet to grow as rich as his father's wings.

"The first few times, we just had a quick meeting with King Xuan. It is time to face the enemy head-on..."

"King, no!"

"What? Are you afraid of losing?" The king of the Meng clan stood up from the throne and looked around.

Everyone was speechless and did not dare to answer.

They were afraid...that the king would lose.

They had to admit that King Xuan had indeed left a deep shadow in their hearts.

The king of the Meng clan said frankly: "I am not afraid of losing. Losing is a common thing for military strategists. Only those who lose can win. If you and I are afraid of fighting, we will never be able to figure out King Xuan. My father is forty-nine years old.

The unification of all the states was completed in one year. I still have decades to conquer the Liang Dynasty. I am not afraid, but are you still afraid?"

The words of the king of the Meng clan made all the ministers feel ashamed, but at the same time they were filled with excitement and pride.

After hearing this, even Lin Gu had no doubt that the Mon king had any selfish motives.

good!

They shouldn't be afraid of King Xuan!

Even if you die, you should fight and die!

The next day.

King Xuan's army came to the city again.

This city is low and easy to conquer.

But before the siege ladder could be set up, the city gate opened wide, and the Mon king came out surrounded by many Mon generals.

"Where is King Xuan?" asked the king of the Meng clan.

He said: "I want to compete with King Xuan. I wonder if King Xuan dares to fight?"

Fang Chengzhong gave him a strange look in front of the formation and then made way.

King Xuan was also among the crowd and stepped forward on horseback.

It's just a little different from the hostage exchange that day... Today King Xuan has someone else by his side.

The young and beautiful woman was wearing light armor and had a slender waist, giving her a bit more heroic appearance. The skirt underneath swayed slightly as she gently pinched the horse's back.

The water red skirt is eye-catching.

It spreads like water waves.

The king of the Meng clan was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "Didn't you leave with someone..."

How could he appear next to King Xuan again, in such an intimate manner?

King Xuan was also willing to take her to the battlefield?

Previously, the Mon king still had a sense of "sympathizing with each other", and his heart also gained a short-term balance.

But now, that balance was suddenly broken.

One end of the scale fell heavily.

The Mon king's chest tightened, and he felt indescribable soreness and pain.

"That's my eldest brother. He took me back to my husband. What's wrong?" Xue Qingyin asked softly.

In fact, if He Songning were here, he would have choked on his chest with blood after hearing these words.

At the moment, only the king of the Meng clan was choking and panicking.

"Stab it".

That was the sound of weapons being unsheathed.

King Xuan calmly drew out a heavy sword and said: "Let us fight if we fight."

Then he drove his horse up.

The sound of the horse's hooves was as sharp as a drum, which struck the hearts of the Meng people. They instinctively wanted to step forward to protect the king, but they held back.

The king of the Meng clan also took advantage of the situation and drew his sword and faced him.

The heavy sword has a sharp edge, a deep black body, and a heavy brilliance on the sword body, which is tough and strong.

When it collided with the sword, it immediately made a clanging sound.

……numb.

At that moment, this word suddenly appeared in the mind of the Mon king.

The moment they hit me, I felt a strong numbness from my fingertips to my wrists, and even my entire arm.

The heavy sword is so heavy.

Only then did he have such a clear perception.

The king of the Mon clan was forced to withdraw his strength and draw his sword, changing his sword skills.

But the sword pursued him straight down.

The Meng clan king's eyelids twitched and he quickly blocked it.

The swords collided again.

The King of the Meng clan pursed his lips and gritted his teeth. This time he did not hold back, but pushed forward forcefully.

King Xuan lowered his eyes and straightened up his upper body from the horse's back. The force he exerted suddenly became stronger, and the sword edge came closer inch by inch, slicing towards his neck.

With such a refusal to give in, the swords made a tooth-breaking rattling sound.

Lin Gu took a deep breath from behind.

...too close.

So close.

King Xuan seemed to want to kill their king with the heavy sword in his hand, so he unknowingly moved closer to them...

There was only one King Xuan in the Liang Dynasty... only this one.

If he died here...

Who cares whether a gentleman is a gentleman or not?

Didn’t King Wei do something like this before?

New grudges and old grudges all came to mind.

Lin Gu suddenly rushed forward on his horse. He drew out his sword and stabbed King Xuan directly in the vest.

Xue Qingyin was so angry that she cursed in this room and shouted: "He Junting! Lin Gu is behind you!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was King Xuan's name... a name that no one dared to call directly.

King Xuan of the Xiang Dynasty suddenly fell back on his horse, bent backwards, and avoided the sword in the hand of the Mon king. However, the heavy sword in his hand hit the weapon in Lin Gu's hand.

The force was so great that the knife in Lin Gu's hand was instantly knocked away.

However, King Xuan did not stop his attack, and thrust his sword forward, cutting into Lin Gu's abdominal cavity.

Blood gushed out from Lin Gu's mouth. He looked down and was still unwilling to give in. He opened his eyes wide and took out another knife with his weak hands.

But in the blink of an eye, King Xuan straightened his waist again and swung his sword to sweep away the Meng King's blade.

The heavy sword swung around in a circle and returned to Lin Gu.

It is obviously such a heavy and powerful weapon that it can knock someone's head to the ground if it is swiped at it... But in King Xuan's hand, it feels like a heavy weight...

The tip of the sword pierced the side of Lin Gu's neck and lifted it lightly.

In front of the Mon army.

In this way, he opened Lin Gu's skin alive.

King Xuan struck his horse, avoiding the Meng King's sword, and went around behind Lin Gu.

He reached out and clasped the back of Lin Gu's neck, then peeled off his skin.
To be continued...