Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo - Chapter 791

The sunset is brilliant and the sunset is gorgeous.

Along with Xiao Yanjun’s miserable laughter, the Meng and Zhao armies also surrounded him one after another.

Embarrassed on all sides, there is no way to retreat. In such a desperate situation, even Shi Jialiang couldn’t help but tug at Shi Fuqiu, and whispered in his ear: “Father, disarm and don’t kill, let’s resign.”

Shi Fuqiu looked at the Shi family troops who had already thrown down their weapons one after another.

These more than ten thousand people are straight and full of death intent, even if they follow him to Shi Fuqiu to stand without kneeling, they are just waiting to be slaughtered.

Although he was reluctant to submit in his heart, he had to admit that he had already lost the strength to fight.

If he didn’t kneel, it would be equivalent to letting these more than 10,000 people die with him.

“His Royal Highness, vote…” Shi Fuqiu turned to Xiao Yanjun, Xiao Yanjun’s laughter stopped abruptly, Shi Fuqiu hugged him, took the opportunity to attach to his ear and said: “Go back to the emperor Make a mistake and put everything on your mother and concubine, after all, you are his biological son and won’t kill you seriously.”

Xiao Yanjun’s gray eyes suddenly flashed a ray of light. He pushed Shi Fuqiu’s hands away and put them on his shoulders: “Where’s my concubine? Why doesn’t my concubine come to save me?”

Shi Fuqiu clasped his arm tightly with both hands: “She only has Lingmen and the only 20,000 soldiers left behind in Fengwu, how can she save you?”

If Shi Fuqiu was forced into such a situation, and he could not see the wishful thinking of General Zhao, then he would have fought so many battles in vain by staying in the frontier all these years.

The joint siege of the four armies seems to have been planned for a long time now, and what General Zhao wants is to regain all the rebels without fighting.

Perhaps, in the eyes of General Zhao, these traitorous generals are hateful, but the soldiers and soldiers just follow orders.

Those rebels, after all, are also soldiers of Xiao State, and they are also subjects of Xiao State.

At this moment, Shi Fuqiu was very frustrated. If he were to change his position, he would win today. He didn’t have such tolerance or compassion.

In fact, General Zhao really wanted to take back all the rebels as Shi Fuqiu expected.

But in the final analysis, this wonderful plan was designed by Wuma Huacai.

From Su Qian’an’s leading troops out of the city, to Wugetai’s Mongolian army breaking, and then to Xiao Yanjun’s escape to the west, and then being forced to turn to Changyuan Pass, it was all within Wuma Huacai’s expectations.

In the strategy of Wuma Huacai, Xiao Yanjun went to a desperate situation step by step. In the end, he was isolated and helpless by the enemy on all sides, forcing the rebels to surrender.

If it weren’t for Wu Mahua’s ingenious tactics, as long as Xiao Yanjun still had a chance, even if it was just a small gap, he would inevitably lead the remaining soldiers to slay a **** path, and it would be a big problem.

But the rebels were forced to such a desperate situation, and in addition to the words that His Royal Highness King Mo personally said to disarm and not kill, the fluttering words disintegrated the hearts of most of the rebels, leaving them no longer fighting spirit.

Shi Fuqiu had to admit that he was defeated, and the defeat was very humiliating. As a general, he couldn’t even wrap Ma Ge’s body in blood and die.

He looked at Xiao Yanjun, who was still looking forward to Concubine Li coming to save him until now. In addition to the grief of defeat, there was also a trace of ridiculousness in his heart.

Not to mention that Concubine Li has no troops to help, let alone, she can’t come…

Shi Fuqiu was much more thorough than Xiao Yanjun. In fact, when the rebels were forced to flee westward, General Zhao had already personally led the remaining 80,000 soldiers in the city to march all the way to Fengwu.

Although Concubine Li stayed behind to report the battle situation to the two people in the mausoleum gate, when Ji Bai rushed back to inform Concubine Li, General Zhao had already surrounded Fengwu with an army of 80,000.

Even if Concubine Li wanted to send Lingmen out to save Xiao Yanjun’s life, the old general Zhao who was besieging the city would not give her this chance.

Shi Fuqiu had already seen it through, but Xiao Yanjun still didn’t know that Concubine Li, whom he had longed for, was actually unable to protect himself at the moment.

And as innocent as he was, Ao Dengerile saw the Mongolian army surrounded him, and pointed at Wugetai wearing a helmet and cursed: “This person is not my big brother Bayar at all, you are all deceived, Don’t hurry to fight side by side with this princess.”

When Bu Ri Gude saw this sudden change, he said a word, and took a step forward to help Wu Getai refute.

Unexpectedly, Wu Getai took off his armor, revealing his original face with sparse eyebrows and handsome features.

A faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and his original temperament was gentle and elegant, and he was very well-mannered. Even if he was in a bad mood, his smile only contained a faint sneer: “Wang Mei is wrong for me. , the big brother is not feeling well until I go out to fight, if you insist on seeing the big brother, it is to satisfy you for the brother.”

He turned the horse’s head and walked to a carriage at the back. After a while, he helped Bayar step out of the carriage, rode with him, and rode the horse to the front of the battle.

“Brother, why don’t you go down and tell your sister in person?” Wu Getai turned his head and nodded slightly to Bayar who was behind him.

Seeing that he nodded lightly but firmly, Bayar turned over and dismounted immediately.

Ao Dengerile’s eyes were fixed on Bayar who dismounted from the horse, and she took Xiao Yanjun’s arm excitedly: “His Royal Highness, it is really the eldest brother, he loves me the most, let’s talk to him and persuade him He turned against us.”

Xiao Yanjun and Shi Fuqiu looked at Bayar with vicious expressions in their eyes. If the Mongolian army had not cut off their back, how could they have been in such a situation.

Bayar walked to the front, and there were the rebels who were on their knees between them. It was a long, long distance.

Therefore, Bayar could only shout to them loudly: “Sister Wang, Brother Wang originally wanted to cooperate with the Zhao family to kill him…”

Before he could finish speaking, an arrow suddenly hit his heart.

Such a long distance is not within the range of the bow and arrow, but the person pulling the bow is Shi Fuqiu!

Shi Fuqiu’s arm strength is amazing, and he has the true inheritance of Gu Shiqing.

In addition, his own martial arts are very high, and his internal strength is deep, and he shot the eldest prince Bayar with one arrow just out of range.

Ao Dengerile was full of resentment after hearing Bayar’s words, but the next moment she saw the blood spreading from his chest, and the unspoken words in the corner of his mouth, turned into blood, and she could only tear her heart out. shouted: “Brother…”

Ao Dengerile grabbed Shi Fuqiu’s arm fiercely, swayed desperately and asked, “Why? Why did you kill him?”

Shi Fuqiu was already determined to die, looking at her eyes, his eyes were cold, and he sneered and asked: “He turned his back on his side, shouldn’t he die?”