Zhao Xuan respectfully saluted, "I’m going to kill evil slaves and let the people in."
Ruqian ‘er woke up with a snort of coldness. "The northern barrier of the overpass is in jeopardy. You are a king. Don’t forget the sword hanging from your waist … that’s not a decoration!"
Then she snorted and waved her cloak and sword one by one.
And Zhao Xuan leng for a moment, then look at his red sky sword face with shame.
"Xuan … white"
……
At the moment, the south barrier of overpass
Several Zhao soldiers are tearfully bow and arrow to shoot messy flying feathers all over the sky at the refugees who are unarmed in the north.
Thousands of refugees have been killed and injured, and the earth has been dyed red with blood. Bodies have piled up like mountains and hills, and they have panicked and retreated to avoid arrow stones.
The proud old eunuch laughed when he saw it, and pointed out, "Yes, shoot me to death!"
But at this time, the city arrow lost and stopped.
The old eunuch immediately frowned and asked, "Stop? Why don’t you shoot the arrow? ！”
The commander of the Zhao army has a heavy face and a quick glance, saying, "It’s too late to reach the goal."
Obviously, the general of Zhao means that the refugees have escaped from the range of the bow and arrow and can’t shoot the arrow.
But the old eunuch is not a vegetarian either. He immediately hummed and laughed like an old monster. "The general is right."
Then he pointed to the display bed crossbow thunderbolt car with a full face of malice. "Oh ~ Isn’t there a bed crossbow thunderbolt car here?" The old slave can hear that these two things are big killers. Oh, hehehe … "
The left and right lieutenant burst into horror and anger. "You old …!"
"You what you?" The old eunuch was not well pointed HeWen "what? Do you want to rebel against the decree? ？”
The Lord has raised his hand to stop gnashing his teeth and staring at the old eunuch in the direction of Nandu. "I dare not resist the purport, but don’t forget that the Lord protector has seen it before."
Obviously, the Lord will wake up the old eunuch, but the state is the people around the king. If you expel Wang Ren, you can still kill the unarmed people in this battle. Think about your own consequences
How can the old eunuch not recognize the threat in the Lord’s words and be arrogant? "Hum ~ How can you know the family affairs in the army? The hall of the king is my great Zhao Laozu. Can you not know that the natural protection of the country has a good heart? Hum ~ "
Then he raised the heavenly sword in his hand. "Hmm ~ Don’t start work yet?"
Seeing this Lord squint, he seems to be in indecision.
As the old dog said, after all, Wang is also surnamed Zhao Nai, the ancestor of Zhao, and even more so, Wang Dian personally sacrificed his blood to heaven, which, to put it bluntly, is one of his own.
If you disobey orders, it’s hard to be angry even if the king doesn’t blame you …
Thought of here, his commanding arm of the three armed forces has slowly raised word by word, "I will make the crossbow and thunderbolt …"
At this time, the sword whistling a stuffy hum like thunder shocks everyone’s heart.
But I saw a figure dressed in red armor, purple and gold crown and a red sword hanging around my waist, and I came alone like a human being.
"Visit the King’s Hall!"
As the bearer approached, Zhao Jun was frightened to disgrace, and paid tribute to him.
When Zhao’s commanding general and others saw it, they also hurriedly bowed to "see the temple at the end of the generals."
Zhao Xuan is alone at the moment. He scanned the faces with shame, and the general officer didn’t say that he got up and looked at the old eunuch who was still fighting.
The old eunuch smiled, and people and animals were harmed. He held his sword in his arms and bowed slightly. "It’s really inconvenient for people to kneel down because Wang Dianshu sinned against the old slave."
Zhao Xuan stared coldly at the approach of the smirked old bureaucrat and asked, "Did you … order to lock the door and slaughter the people?"
"ouch ~ this can be an old slave!" The old eunuch looked aggrieved. "How dare you say this to an old slave?"
Then he lit up his arms and made a sword in the sky. "It’s not … it’s a sacred desire. The old slave was also ordered to destroy the mob."
"disorderly people?" Zhao Xuan squinted and asked, "Where’s Zhao Che?"