The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 182 One has a ferocious face and the other is spotless

When the leading martial artist was still trying to hold the corner of the formation, a black shadow covered his sight. The martial artist didn't raise his head, but raised his hand and used the ax in his hand to block the knife that was swung at him. At the same time, it shot into the martial artist's neck from behind, and the flying arrow passed through the neck, carrying blood from the martial artist's neck, and entered the eyebrow of another archer.

The martial artist and his own archer fell to the ground one after another. This martial artist was originally a master of archery in the army. He was invited by the Huguogong and spent a lot of money to raise him in the mansion. He taught the archer for the Huguogong. Unexpectedly, he died today Under the flying arrow.

An arrow shot the leader to death, and Mo Sangqing ordered the younger five sons to say: "No one will be left alive."

"Remember," the general of Zuo Daying, who led the army, told his subordinates for the last time: "The guards can be killed, but Mo Sangqing will be caught alive!"

When Prince Rui arrived at the intersection, the only way to the imperial palace, the place where the emperor's imperial lanterns were hung every year during the Lantern Festival, was already full of blood and corpses were piled up.

"They, they think this is a battlefield?" Zhao Jihuan was dumbfounded.

A general who was wearing a helmet and armor was cut off from his horse, and the ownerless horse neighed, and its limbs bent and fell to the ground.

"That's General Wang from Zuo Daying," Zhao Jihuan whispered to Prince Rui.

The fallen horse struggled to get up, but the other jet-black horse half straightened its body, raised its hooves and stomped hard on the horse's leg, and the horse fell to the ground again with a whine, its two front legs looked bent. Just by looking at the direction and arc, the horse's two front legs were broken.

"Wuyun Ma," Prince Rui said, "That person is Mo Sangqing."

Mo Sangqing on the dark cloud horse did not wait for the horse's hooves to land, retracted the saber, and at the same time turned around, swung the saber to slash behind him. His eyes were bleeding profusely, when the cavalryman dropped his weapon and covered his eyes with his hands, Mo Sangqing struck back with another knife, cutting off the soldier's head.

"Mr. Meng," Prince Rui called to the staff who followed him.

Meng Qizhou has an older brother named Meng Qiyu, a great Confucian in Liaodong, the mentor of Major General Mo Sangqing, Meng Qizhou has followed Prince Rui for many years, and only returned to Beijing from Liaodong in the past few days. .”

"Can you make Mo Sangqing stop?" Prince Rui asked.

Meng Qizhou shook his head and said, "My lord, in my opinion, General Mo just wants to start a killing ring in the capital city."

Prince Rui frowned.

"There are only seven cavalry," Meng Qizhou whispered, "If all the Liaodong iron cavalry are killed, what will the capital city look like?"

Looking at the corpses piled up on the ground, Prince Rui's eyes suddenly opened. Mo Sangqing was not only dealing with Duke Hu, this person was also planning for Mo Liangyuan. The Duke had a falling out, so how would he keep Mo Liangyuan safe in the imperial palace?The Liaodong General's Mansion has no allies in the capital city, so let them kill the name, leave blood and corpses all over the place, and let the people in the capital city kneel at Mo Liangyuan's feet because of fear.

"How could he kill like this?" Zhao Jihuan tied his hands together and said, "Those soldiers didn't want his life, did they?"

"They want to kill those guards of Liaodong General's Mansion," Prince Rui said.

Zhao Jihuan was taken aback.

"If you want to kill the people who follow me, then I will not show mercy to you." Prince Rui looked at Mr. Meng and said, "Is that what Mo Sangqing thinks?"

"Yes," Mr. Meng nodded.

"Net!" Zhao Jihuan pointed up and shouted at King Rui.

On the roofs of the shops on both sides, soldiers pulled up a large net, and Mo Sangqing was under this net.

"Prince?" Zhao Jihuan asked urgently, will they help Mo Sangqing?
Before Prince Rui had time to speak, Mo Sangqing had already jumped up from the horse, unlike a fish caught in a net, who would kill the person who cast the net.

"Be careful!" Prince Rui shouted loudly at this moment.

Mo Sangqing was already in mid-air, and at the same time as Prince Rui shouted, Young General Mo had already turned his body in mid-air, a crossbow almost flew past his left shoulder blade.

"Are they going to kill him?" Mr. Meng was anxious now.

"Mo Sangqing!" Prince Rui shouted.

General Mo tapped a cavalryman's head with his toe, and he jumped onto the roof, threw out the knife in his hand, and the sword was nailed into the chest of a soldier who was holding a corner of the net. Two pawns who were also pulling the net, before they could let go, were taken off the roof.

Standing on this roof was a lieutenant beside Cheng Guangpang. Seeing that Mo Sangqing had no weapon in his hand, the general rushed towards Mo Sangqing with a sword.

General Mo did not fight, but jumped off the roof, and pulled out another sword from behind. Compared with the previous one, this one was obviously smaller and slender, like a knife and a sword, and the tip of the knife was shaped like a moon. This is obviously a scimitar of a barbarian outside the pass.

The martial artist just shot the bow and crossbow but failed to hurt Mo Sangqing, so he could only hide patiently among the fighting crowd, waiting for the next opportunity. What the martial artist did not expect was that Mo Sangqing would appear in front of him by himself. in front of.

"Hurry up and take down the third young master!" The martial artist's first reaction was to shout.

"Ten years ago there was a thief in the south of the Yangtze River who liked to eat children's flesh." After severing the throat of the soldier in front of him with a knife, Mo Sangqing looked at the martial artist and said, "Ten years have passed in a flash, and you still remember the taste of human flesh." Yet?"

The martial artist's bloody face was distorted.

After hearing Mo Sangqing's words, the surrounding soldiers all looked at the martial artist in surprise, cannibalism?

"You want to say that I wronged you?" General Mo sneered, "For criminals like you, the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Dali Temple, and the government in the south of the Yangtze River will all keep files. You really think that the protectors can cover the sky with one hand and protect you well ?”

The martial artist rushed towards Mo Sangqing with a knife. This time it was not a matter of where he was injured. He wanted to kill Mo Sangqing. Only in this way could he survive. Killed him because of his fame.

The martial artist's martial arts skills are really high, otherwise Duke Huo wouldn't have risked his reputation to save this heinous person.

"Zhao Jihuan," Prince Rui sat on the horse, saw the situation at the intersection clearly, pointed at the martial artist who looked like a mad tiger, and ordered: "Take someone there and kill that person!"

This person wanted to kill Mo Sangqing, Prince Rui could tell.

When Zhao Jihuan rushed into the intersection with his men, the martial artist had already grabbed the tip of the scimitar with one hand, the blade was bent vigorously, and the martial artist pushed towards Mo Sangqing.

Mo Sangqing wanted to take back his scimitar, but failed even after several attempts.

The soldiers around knew that something was wrong, but they couldn't step forward at this moment. Once they stepped forward, the person who wanted to kill General Mo could kill them.

"Are you crazy?!" Mo Fu screamed from the crowd.

The martial artist smiled at Mo Sangqing, with blood on his face and yellow teeth, this face was ferocious and terrifying.

Being forced by the martial artist, Young General Mo actually smiled at the martial artist. After a bloody battle, the young general was still spotless, with a bloodthirsty sternness in his smile.

(End of this chapter)