Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 822 Brother, do you want to try it?

However, he didn't have time to figure it out yet.

Zhou Jing had kicked off his horse, threw away his spear, pulled out his sword, and flew towards him.

Murong Chen came to his senses and hurriedly blocked it with his sword.

Immediately, he got off his horse and the two started fighting.

The beating was indistinguishable, and there was only a "bang" sound.

Murong Chen's eyes suddenly widened and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Blood gurgled out of his abdomen.

this. what's going on
Zhou Jing, the villain, did not touch him.
He lowered his head and saw Zhou Jing holding something he had seen before.

The first time Yan and Chu fought, the dead girl ran away.

He shot an arrow into her horse's leg.

When she was swaying and about to fall off the horse, he flew away and caught her from below.

The two rolled on the ground a few times.

After standing up, the girl used the same thing as Zhou Jing's hand.

She smiled very coquettishly.

"I specially modified this gun myself. Brother, do you want to try it?"

"I don't mind giving it a try, but there is only one marble in the blunderbuss.

If you use it on me, princess, I'm afraid my brothers won't pity you after I die. "

Ha, Murong Chen sneered.

As expected of childhood sweethearts and an unmarried couple.

Even the tactics used to fight and the weapons used to kill people are exactly the same.

Zhou Jing looked at the gun with affection.

"This gun was modified by Xueer herself. It was a birthday gift from her when I was 17 years old.

I have always been reluctant to take it out, and today I just used it to avenge her humiliation! "

"Protect Your Highness!"

In the distance, Feishi, who was surrounded by four or five Chu soldiers, shouted loudly.

Only then did Yan Bing become distracted from the fierce fight or the dying struggle.

While busy fighting with Chu soldiers, he moved closer to King Chen.

However, the speed is still not as fast as Zhou Jing.Zhou Jing looked at King Chen's seriously injured look and smiled lightly.

He raised his sword and stabbed him mercilessly.

But he didn't expect that Murong Chen could fight him for several rounds despite being so injured.

It’s just that the reaction speed is far less than before.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he had already made several scars.

The sword cuts iron like clay, and the silver armor is stained with blood.

Zhou Jing said without mercy as he tried his best to attack King Chen.

"Are you curious why your armor looks like a pile of scrap metal under my sword?"

The corners of Zhou Jing's mouth rose.

"Because this rare-to-find black iron sword is Xue'er's wedding gift to me, hahahahaha!"

"puff!"

Murong Chen felt pain in his heart and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

The weapons in his hands were still wielding, but they were already overwhelmed.

Zhou Jing continued to approach.

“Not only that, I am now invulnerable.

The soft gold silk armor in the coat was developed by Xueer for countless nights and made specially for me.

On her way to Soochow to find me to get married, she even bought me a waterproof and fireproof cotton coat. "

"Although the material of this dress is good, it is navy blue after all. Brother, it looks best in black."

The image of Princess Yingxue, with her face red and her head lowered, folding up her 300 taels worth of cotton-padded clothes with great care, instantly flashed into Murong Chen's mind.

"Shopkeeper, help me wrap this piece of clothing. Make sure it doesn't get damaged at all."

"In addition, take the 15 taels of silver jacket, choose a black one of the same size, and give it to my brother."

why!
why treat me like this!

Murong Chen's eyes were scarlet.

What am I doing wrong?
Why can only Zhou Jing wear 300 taels of clothes, but I can only use 15 taels of tattered clothes?
Why is it that villain Zhou Jing is covered with treasures given by her, but all I get is scars and "beast" repeated over and over again?
This is not fair!

unfair!
Murong Chen roared like a wounded beast and swung his sword forward.

Seeing that his mind had been disturbed by him, Zhou Jing laughed sinisterly.

(End of this chapter)