As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Xu's two men lifted Prince Rong onto the horse's back and then galloped away.

It was not until late at night that Xie Xu and others caught up with the rebels.

But General Zhenguo had been confronting them for a long time and had even fought with them once.

In order to avoid being exposed, Prince Rong's 90,000 private soldiers disguised themselves as refugees and moved across mountains and rivers.

When it got dark, they temporarily set up camp in a mountain, planning to continue their journey towards Xizhou after daybreak.

But just as they started cooking, General Zhenguo and his men surrounded the exit and shouted at them to surrender.

Because the rebels had 90,000 soldiers, they were not afraid of General Zhenguo's encirclement and suppression.

After being besieged for an hour, a rebel leader led his men to attempt to break out of the siege.

But at General Zhenguo's command, thousands of arrows were fired and they had no choice but to retreat back into the mountains.

Because the people were moved first this time, the weapons and other things were still left in the mountains of Xinghua Village.

These 90,000 men only carried a sword.

Xie Xu stared at the entrance and asked, "What's the situation now?"

"It's dark, and we are not familiar with the situation in the mountains. We dare not go in rashly. We can only guard the exit and make deployments after daybreak." General Zhenguo said, also looking at the exit.

Xie Xu raised his hand, "Someone, bring the things up."

After a while, four people carried up a coffin.

When General Zhenguo saw the coffin, he subconsciously thought of something.

"Everyone inside, listen carefully. Prince Rong has been executed on the spot. If you don't come out and surrender before dawn, the only thing waiting for you is death!"