Surprise! I emptied the emperor's private treasury before exile

Chapter 313 Rush to Kill



Chapter 313 Rush to Kill

How should I put it? Anyone who sees this scene will undoubtedly have misunderstandings!

However, Chu Ci's carriage was extremely rich and luxurious, with the body inlaid with dazzling gems and the curtains embroidered with gold thread fluttering in the wind. The guards accompanying him were also numerous, all of them were energetic and well-equipped.

Therefore, even though people kept pointing at them, whispering to each other, and speculating about their identities and origins along the way, they still arrived in the northern border safely.

However, even though the person had arrived, it did not reduce the anxiety in the hearts of the Crown Prince and Lieutenant General Luo even a little bit.

There is no other reason. Up to now, except for the twenty carts pretending to be a caravan on the road, there is no sign of the remaining 300,000 dan of grain and fodder promised by Chu Ci.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the Zhenbei Army's sphere of influence, the prince could not wait and asked anxiously, "Princess Yixin, when will the 300,000 grains and fodder arrive in the northern border?"

His brows were furrowed, his eyes full of anxiety and worry.

Little did he know that when the prince blurted out the word "food and grass", he had already attracted the attention of someone with ulterior motives.

In just a few minutes, the sharp-minded Chu Ci discovered that a group of people were rapidly attacking them.

Hearing the anxious warning from "Xing'er" in his mind, Chu Ci's expression changed slightly.

Instantly his expression became extremely solemn, his eyes widened like bells, and he shouted loudly: "Quick, everyone, move towards the Zhenbei Army as fast as possible! If you encounter any obstacles, kill--"

His voice broke through the clouds, carrying with it unquestionable majesty.

After spending these days together, the prince knew that Chu Ci's daily behavior was quite erratic, sometimes even absurd, and he did things at will without any rules.

But at this critical moment, he also knew that Chu Ci would never let him down.

Upon hearing this, the prince's face changed slightly, and his expression instantly became serious. He immediately repeated Chu Ci's order loudly: "Everyone, move towards the Zhenbei Army as quickly as possible. If you encounter any obstacles, kill them!"

Then, the prince set an example by drawing the long sword he carried with him without hesitation.

Then, he whipped the horse hard. The horse felt the pain, neighed, raised its front hooves high, and then, like an arrow, it galloped away in the direction of the Zhenbei Army, carrying the prince.

Seeing the prince so resolute and decisive, everyone did not hesitate at all. They shouted in unison: "Kill—"

The shout was deafening and full of courage to face death.

Then they followed closely behind the prince, like a group of brave lions, and bravely moved towards their goal.

Although the prince and his entourage reacted quickly because of Chu Ci, the Tatars were good at riding and shooting, and they soon discovered the abnormality of the prince and his entourage.

After several whistles of varying lengths suddenly sounded in the empty air, the besieged team seemed to have received some kind of urgent urging signal, and their speed instantly increased significantly.

The loud sound of horse hooves was like bursts of muffled thunder, coming from far away and finally waking everyone up from their dreams, and making them truly realize the sudden arrival of the crisis.

Several guards looked solemn, glanced at each other, understood each other, and quickly returned to defend, swiftly surrounding the prince in the center.

Even so, several people were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats.

The enemy cavalrymen who were charging at this moment were fierce, all of them were wearing armor, holding scimitars, and their eyes were full of ferocity and murderous intent. Moreover, the number of the enemy troops was so large, surging like a tide, far exceeding their expectations.

Seeing this, the guards looked at the prince anxiously, their eyes full of questions and a hint of expectation.

The prince naturally understood what the guards meant. How could he not understand the eagerness and hints in their eyes?

But the prince knew better that in such a critical situation where we were outnumbered, surrounded and aggressive by the enemy, it was impossible to escape alone.

The only hope may be that the Zhenbei Army can discover the abnormal situation here in time and quickly send troops to support.

Thinking of this, the prince looked eagerly in the direction of the Zhenbei Army with full expectation, as if he wanted to see through the heavy obstacles and see the reinforcements.

Then, as if to vent all the pent-up anger and determination in his heart, the prince opened his eyes wide and roared, "Kill—"

The voice was like thunder, full of determination and fearlessness, as if it could break through the thick clouds and reach the sky.

He was seen holding the long sword tightly in both hands and swinging it vigorously. The sword reflected the dazzling sunlight and flashed a chilling cold light. He was the first to fearlessly rush towards the enemy camp.

He is agile and strong, like a brave lion, unstoppable.

When charging on horseback, the advantages of weapons are immediately apparent.

Although the opponent was more muscular, with tight muscles and full of strength, his horse riding skills were also more advanced, and he could move freely on horseback and control the horse skillfully.

However, the ordinary scimitars in their hands were like fragile tofu dregs when they met our long swords made of fine steel. They were often shattered with just one blow.

Our extremely sharp, carefully forged steel sword, the moment it collided with the opponent's weapon, cut off the opponent's scimitar cleanly and neatly with overwhelming force, demonstrating overwhelming power.

Such a situation caused an extremely huge shock to the Tatars.

Even though they far outnumbered our army, the Tatars' first reaction was not to fight bravely, but to flee in panic.

Morale is a wonderful thing. It can sometimes create miracles, allowing people to survive in desperate situations and burst out with unimaginable power.

But more often than not, it is so fragile that it can be easily destroyed. As long as someone becomes pessimistic and starts to speak ill of it, it will quickly decline like a punctured balloon.

For example, the Tatars at this time were under a strong shock that hit their hearts like a huge wave, causing their brains to go blank in an instant and completely lose the ability to think. All their actions were based solely on instinct.

For another example, the crown prince at this time, as the heir to the throne, knows best what benefits such an extremely advantageous weapon will bring to the Great Zhou.

Looking at the calm Chu Ci and the other three not far away, his heart was full of questions. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but what came out of his mouth was a simple and fierce word: "Kill——"

Then, the horn for the second charge was sounded, and the curtain of battle was raised again.

If we talk about the first charge, everyone was determined to face death.

The second time, everyone was even more excited and couldn't suppress it.

There was a fanatical light flashing in their eyes and a raging fighting spirit burning in their hearts, as if they had seen the dawn of victory calling ahead.


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.