Inside the tent, Jin Mang, whose hands were bound, was kicked to the ground.
He was covered in blood and had multiple wounds on his face; clearly, he had been captured after a fierce battle.
At this moment, Jin Mang lay on the ground, looking at Qin Ze who stood with his hands behind his back. He spat out blood and foam from his mouth, his face pale.
Qin Ze's expression was cold as he looked at him and said coldly:
"I really didn't expect Jin Fengluan to send you. It seems she's quite uneasy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Mang said coldly:
"In just a few months, you have amassed such a large army and so many powerful generals. I think your Qin family has been plotting a rebellion for a long time and has already made arrangements for your troops."
Qin Ze shook his head and sneered, "Whether there are soldiers or not, sooner or later, someone will rebel. Jin Fengluan's throne should never have belonged to her."
At this point, Qin Ze stepped forward and coldly shouted:
"Tell me about the Jin family's troop deployment, and I'll send you to your death."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Mang let out a cold laugh:
"Trying to pry anything out of me? Don't even think about it, Qin Ze!"
"I have nothing to say about today's defeat. I only regret that I was controlled by others and should not have entered Yanluo Mountain."
"But even so, your smugness won't last long! Qin Ze! If you continue your southward journey, you will surely meet your end on the road! The General of the State will not let you go!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Ze sneered, "Is that so? What a pity, it's you who came to Yanluo Mountain, not Jin Jianren."
"So be it. Let him wash his neck clean in the capital and wait for me. Before the New Year, I will definitely storm the capital!"
"This New Year, your Jin family will reunite in the underworld."
Jin Mang's face turned pale. Before entering Yanlu Mountain, he might have thought Qin Ze was just talking big, but after this battle, he understood that it was definitely not a threat.
The appearance of the troops in the mountains was too inexplicable, and the weapons were even placed high in the mountains. All these unreasonable things were really strange.
The soldiers who fought against them seemed to be born killers.
And even now, though the battle is over, he has seen countless soldiers and horses on his way here as he was being escorted.
Almost all of my previous guesses were correct.
This only fueled Jin Mang's growing frustration and anger.
Then, he gritted his teeth and said, "Qin Ze, I only have 200,000 troops under my command, while those barbarians have more troops than me, but they are all a bunch of brutes."
“You have killed us here, but you are far from having achieved hegemony. Not to mention that the General of the State’s troops have not been mobilized, you cannot even handle the Thousand Machine Battalion under the Little Prince’s command.”
"The further south you go, the more ambushes you will be subjected to."
As he spoke, his voice grew even lower, and a sinister smile appeared on his face:
"The Thousand Machines Battalion is not easy to kill. This time, the young prince personally led his men here."
"They are like venomous snakes that hide and will bite you unexpectedly."
"Qin Ze, you'd better watch out."
"I'll be waiting for you in the underworld, waiting for you to come and keep me company."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Amidst the laughter, Jin Mang's eyes widened suddenly, and he collapsed to the ground.
Looking at Jin Mang, who had bitten his tongue and committed suicide, Qin Ze snorted coldly and waved his hand, saying:
"Jin Jiande must be captured alive!"
"Yes, my lord!"
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The night was deep, and the drizzle continued, making the ground wet and cold.
A group of people hurriedly fled into the night, but the mountain roads were difficult to traverse at night, and there was nowhere to go. This group of people fleeing in panic were none other than the Thousand Machine Battalion.
Previously, they had been pursued by the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun and a troop of soldiers.
While the members of the Thousand Machine Battalion were all highly skilled in martial arts, in terms of sheer strength, they were far inferior to the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun.
Along the way, they had chased the Thousand Machines Camp members like frantic rats, making them run around in the mountains and forests.
Now, with the end of battles in various places, more and more troops have joined the pursuit.
For some reason, the Thousand Machine Camp decided to disperse. They split into several groups and ran into mountain paths or forests where there were no paths. Some even abandoned their horses.
Just to hide in Yanluo Mountain.
But no matter how they try to escape, they will still be hunted down and killed in the face of so many soldiers.
Although the battle was over, Yanlu Mountain was still far from peaceful that night.
At midnight, the rain had stopped, and in a certain mountain forest, it was unusually quiet, with only the sound of water droplets sliding off the leaves.
But just then, several rustling sounds came from behind.
The next instant, several arrows darted through the forest, and in that instant, the silent forest was filled with a violent commotion.
"Bang bang bang"
With several screams, several members of the Thousand Machine Battalion fell heavily from the trees, while others quickly fled into the depths of the mountains and forests.
In the darkness, Zhi Xiong, Liu Bao, and the others removed their masks and coldly watched the people fleeing into the forest. Their hands rested on their bows, and with the help of the faint moonlight, they coldly fired one arrow after another.
Then, a striking figure appeared ahead. Zhi Xiong's lips curled into a smile, and he chuckled softly:
"We caught a big rat."
"Brothers, grab that man in the silver helmet! It's Jin Jiande!"
Before the words were even finished, someone had already given chase, carrying a scimitar and a bow.
A moment later, the small group of Thousand Machine Battalion soldiers who were fleeing ahead were killed one by one by the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun behind them, leaving only a handful of them.
But the man in the silver helmet ran exceptionally fast, his agility was remarkable, leaping and bounding through the forest.
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