Transmigrating the Book: Concubine Side She wants to change the script

Chapter 219 It's My King's Heir
Dan Hang fell into the snow, and the blood that flowed out was quickly frozen.

He begged for mercy loudly, and heard a cold voice say: "Admiral Zhou Liang is nothing more than that."

The voice seemed to come from the cold pool of the glacier, and each word fell on Shan Hang's heart, making people tremble.

He struggled to crawl a few times, pushing away the snowflakes from his eyes, and only then could he see clearly the handsome man standing in front of him.

Shan Hang's face was immediately paler than the snow, and his mouth kept trembling: "Mu, Mu..." He never dared to say those two words.

Mu Yanqing said: "There are ten major armies in the border defense of Zhouliang, among which the fourteenth division under the Qiyang Army in the northwest camp has not been seen for many days. Where is this army?"

Shan Hang's expression was full of fear.

Mu Yanqing even knows their frontier defense movements like the palm of his hand!

Shan Hang clutched his wound and didn't speak for a long time.

Mu Yan leaned over, he held the hilt of the sword, and with a little force, pulled out the sword.

Blood spewed out, and the blood flow continued.

Shan Hang's lips faded quickly, and he rolled twice in pain. Mu Yanqing raised his leg and stepped on his chest, asking condescendingly, "Say it?"

Shan Hang still hoped that his subordinates would come down to save him. He glanced left and right, only to see that his former subordinates were all wreckage and dead bodies, and the situation was extremely tragic.

The group of subordinates brought by Mu Yanqing was only about [-] people, and they wiped out his team.

Dan Hang's eyes were full of despair, and his eyes turned to Mu Yanqing's face, as if looking at some devil.

Mu Yanqing said: "I have no patience."

The disaster was imminent, but Shan Hang was still afraid.

He said: "Prince Jian's remnant army fled to the northwest. They wanted to bypass Changling Mountain and return to the Qi-Yan border line to wait for reinforcements. The [-]th Division of the Qiyang Army had already circled the Neijiang River four days in advance and secretly intercepted and killed them."

"I received an order to cross Gufeng Mountain tonight, flanking the [-]th Division, and annihilating Prince Jian's party in one fell swoop."

Mu Yan listened, with a murderous look on his brows.

He calmly said: "Where did the Fourteenth Division get the news that they want to intercept and kill secretly?"

Shan Hang did not answer for a long time, Mu Yanqing said: "If you want to experience the torture of prisoners of war by our army..."

Shan Hang immediately said: "It's Prince Jian's deputy lieutenant, he revealed the news!"

Mu Yan didn't seem to be surprised when he listened, "Who else is there?"

Shan Hang stammered and replied: "I don't know. Twice our spies were seriously injured on the road, but they were rescued. I don't know who did it."

Mu Yanqing put his long sword into its sheath, and he said to Gao He, "Take it back, don't let him die."

"Yes!"

Gao He tied a belt around Shan Hang's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide. He took out the golden sore medicine to stop the bleeding, and handed it to his subordinates: "Take him back to the side camp, and let the military doctor save his life."

The two guards left with Shan Hang, Mu Yanqing whistled, and Qixuan trudged over from the other side of the mountain.

He got on the horse, and the team rushed to Changling Mountain without stopping.

The night wind howled, and the cold wind was stronger than before. The corpses on the ground were quickly buried in the snow without leaving any traces.

Gao Ma ran in the mountains, and when he reached the middle of the mountain, the wind and snow gradually lessened. The team moved forward quickly, and quickly passed several mountains under the dark night.

Changling Mountain.

In the canyon, a tired army marched slowly.

Many of the soldiers in the team were seriously injured, and with the support of three or two people, they trekked hard step by step.

In front of the team, a tall and dignified middle-aged man was riding on a horse, watching his surroundings vigilantly.

Even though the armor was tattered, the firmness and righteousness between the brows did not lose half of it.

The spy who went to explore the way came back, and the middle-aged man saw that the spy's footsteps were messy, and his heart sank.

His sharp eyes swept up the mountain, and then looked behind him.

The soldiers behind him all came to the frontier from their distant hometowns to fight with him. They were also first-class brave soldiers in the barracks, but because of his momentary misjudgment, many fresh lives disappeared, and it was difficult to return to their hometown for burial. do it.

The middle-aged man clenched the rein tightly, and the grief in his heart was beyond words.

"Report, Prince Jian, something is wrong ahead."

The spies have gone out with Prince Jian several times, and they are already veterans on the battlefield.

The front was too quiet, and I didn't even hear the chirping of insects and birds. There were gravels falling down the mountain, which might be bad.

Prince Jian was making judgments in his mind when suddenly a horn that shook the sky sounded from the mountain.

"kill!"

The soldiers and horses ambushing in front charged down, Prince Jian's face was serious, and he drew his long sword with a strong murderous look: "Changyi Army, my soldiers of Qi Yan are not afraid of death in battle, if you kill one more enemy, it will not be in vain!" A suit of armor!"

Hearing Prince Jian's call, the remnants of the army behind him showed their dejected faces, and took out their weapons one after another.

There is boundless sadness in everyone's eyes, even if they die in battle on this land, as long as the court treats their relatives far away in their hometown generously, their lives will not be in vain.

A good man is not afraid to die on the battlefield, but he wants to repay the emperor's favor!
"kill!"

The soldiers and horses of the two sides fought, and Chang Yi's army fell one by one. Before the death, these young soldiers were several times more brave. Even though they were exhausted, they still held their spears and slashed across the enemy's throat twice.

During the bloody battle, the hearts of these soldiers became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes sounded in front of them.

Prince Jian's spear beheaded dozens of people. When they heard the sound of horseshoes, Chang Yijun's heart became even more desolate. Today, they may be powerless to recover!
Prince Jian flew to take off the enemy's head. He thought of the princess who was far away in the capital, and the prince princess whom he had always been proud of, his eyes were a little red after all.

I hope they won't think that their father is a useless loser.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer, and three long whistles sounded in the canyon.

Prince Jian's heart was shocked, this is the secret signal from him and Yanqing!

Prince Jian's hands were full of strength, he kicked them out, and said loudly: "It's the captain, it's the king's son! Chang Yijun listens to the order, let me go back alive!"

This shout ignited the faint light in the hearts of the soldiers on the verge of despair.

"The captain is here, kill!"

The morale of Chang Yi's army was high, and after a while, a group of fully equipped soldiers and horses quickly joined in.

Mu Yanqing saw his father covered in blood from a distance, he flew up on horseback, his figure flew across the air, and landed beside Prince Jian.

He flipped his long sword, and the hidden weapon scattered through the air, and a dozen people fell in a pool of blood.

The father and son did not speak a word, but they cooperated very tacitly. In the brave fight of the support team, Zhou Liang's Qiyang Army's [-]th Division suffered a large number of casualties, and soon lost and fled.

Prince Jian said: "We can't let them escape!"

Mu Yanqing stopped the soldiers who were chasing after the victory, he said: "They can't run far, I will stay behind."

The blood-soaked soldier did not expect to be able to save his life. He was a man who was not afraid of death in battle just now, and now he shed tears to the emperor.

(End of this chapter)