The once bustling street was now deserted.
In the distance, the Zhao delegation's procession resounded with the sound of drums and stood amidst a forest of spears.
The soldiers stood solemnly, all clad in armor, clearly seasoned veterans.
Just then! A crisp sound of horses' hooves rang out!
Wu Yun looked up, but that one glance made him freeze in place.
On the main street paved with bluestone slabs, a young man dressed in a blue robe was riding his horse.
The winter sun shone down, making Mu Zi'an radiate a shimmering glow.
Upon seeing this, Prince Fuyang burst into laughter.
"Is this guy an idiot?! He's actually rushing here to his death!"
"General Wu! These unruly commoners who have left the country are simply lawless!"
"How dare he ram into our Great Zhao delegation in the street! Kill him! Even if this matter goes all the way to the Emperor of Great Li, we will still be in the right!"
Wu Yun glanced sideways at the Prince of Fuyang, feeling an overwhelming sense of disgust.
But at this moment, as a bodyguard for the delegation, he had to uphold the reputation of the Great Zhao Kingdom.
He still felt somewhat guilty, but now that Mu Zian was riding over, it was already quite a challenge!
Then if I were to take action again, it would be considered self-defense, and even the emperor of the Great Li Kingdom would be powerless against them.
On the contrary, they can take this opportunity to launch an attack on the Dali Kingdom, which is a win-win situation.
Upon realizing this, Wu Yun spoke without any hesitation.
"Protect the mission! Raise your guns! Raise your guns!"
With Wu Yun's command!
The guards behind him immediately raised their spears at an angle.
If Mu Zian dares to charge over, he and his horse will be stabbed through the heart!
After the hail of bullets, Prince Fuyang sneered.
"Charging into battle alone! Utterly foolish!"
"This idiot doesn't deserve such a beauty! It's such a waste!"
"Only a chosen one like myself deserves to possess this!"
At this moment, Prince Fuyang was already fantasizing about the scene of revelry he would enjoy every day after obtaining the beauty.
However, while Prince Fuyang was still indulging in his fantasies, Mu Zian had already spurred his horse and charged to the front of the battle.
All that could be heard was Mu Zian's cold snort.
"You dare to stop me!"
After a cold laugh, Mu Zian, who was on horseback, reached out and grabbed a long spear.
In an instant, Mu Zian pulled hard, and the soldier holding the spear was grabbed by Mu Zian along with the spear.
Then, with one arm, he swung the spear horizontally, unleashing the immense power within his arms, which stirred up countless snowflakes around him.
In an instant, the forest of spears blocking Mu Zian's path was swept away, and the soldiers wielding long spears were also knocked away.
This sudden turn of events left Wu Yun completely stunned.
Before he could react, Mu Zian had already broken through the hail of bullets and charged straight toward the center of the delegation.
Upon seeing this, Wu Yun felt his hair stand on end!
If this person were to offend the delegation, wouldn't the face of the Great Zhao Kingdom be utterly humiliated?
At this moment, Wu Yun also sensed something was wrong!
Prince Fuyang, standing to the side, stared blankly at the figure that resembled a god of war.
At that moment, he seemed to suddenly realize something: he had kicked a steel plate! And a red-hot one at that!
Just as everyone was stunned, Mu Zian spurred his horse and smashed through the swordsmen and shieldmen blocking the way for Prince Fuyang!
His spear swept out, carrying a biting wind, and no one could stop him in his path!
Hundreds of people in front were forced back by Mu Zi'an alone!
Prince Fuyang felt a gust of wind brush against his face!
The next moment! A warhorse charged up in front of him.
Mu Zian flicked the reins on horseback, and the warhorse let out a neigh.
Its forelegs immediately rose high, casting a massive shadow that enveloped Prince Fuyang.
Mu Zian scooped him up horizontally, and the still-dazed Prince Fuyang was caught in Mu Zian's hand like a chick.
In the cold wind, Mu Zian looked around and smiled coldly.
"The State of Zhao! Nothing special."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Zi'an turned his horse around and charged out of the delegation again!
The drumming within the delegation abruptly stopped! The street fell into a deathly silence in an instant.
Wu Yun stared blankly at the scene before him.
He simply couldn't believe what had just happened.
Someone actually charged into the enemy lines single-handedly and captured the deputy envoy of the delegation right under his nose!
Just then, a burst of enthusiastic cheers suddenly erupted from the people of Dali who were watching the spectacle from afar.
For the people of Dali, it was incredibly gratifying that Mu Zian single-handedly charged into battle and captured the arrogant and domineering Prince of Fuyang.
Amid cheers, Mu Zian arrived in the middle of the street and immediately reined in his horse to a stop.
The Prince of Fuyang in his hand was thrown to the ground by Mu Zi'an as if he were trash.
Upon landing, Prince Fuyang felt a chill run down his spine!
"You! What are you trying to do! My father is the Prince of Fuyang of the Great Zhao!"
Mu Zian dismounted and walked towards him without any regard for the consequences.
At this moment, Prince Fuyang was as if he had lost his soul and immediately shouted.
"General Wu, save me! Save me!"
However, after witnessing Mu Zian's martial prowess, Wu Yun dared not make any rash moves!
After all, there are more important people in the delegation who need his protection right now.
At this moment, Prince Fuyang was truly in a desperate situation, with no one to turn to for help.
"you!"
No sooner had the Crown Prince of Fuyang finished speaking than a loud crack was heard!
Mu Zian's slap landed on his face with a gust of wind.
In an instant, Prince Fuyang felt dizzy and lightheaded, then his mouth tasted a metallic sweetness as Mu Zian slapped half of his teeth into pieces.
Prince Fuyang covered his mouth and wailed, his eyes filled with fear.
Upon seeing this, Wu Yun's expression instantly turned cold, and he roared.
"Do you know that your actions are tantamount to provoking war between two nations!"
No sooner had Wu Yun finished speaking than Mu Zi'an slapped the other face of the Prince of Fuyang.
The slap was so powerful that it knocked Prince Fuyang to the ground.
After two slaps, Prince Fuyang's once handsome face was swollen beyond recognition.
Wu Yun's face was extremely ugly.
"The Crown Prince of Fuyang is the Deputy Envoy of our Great Li delegation! Do you intend to disregard the Zhao Kingdom?!"
With a loud slap, Mu Zi'an delivered another blow!
"Does the Great Li Kingdom have no laws?!"
*Smack!* Another slap!
The Crown Prince of Fuyang was completely stunned! He cursed Wu Yun's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind!
Which side are you on, you son of a bitch?!
Prince Fuyang wanted to retreat, but his legs felt like they were made of lead and he couldn't move at all.
It was clear that Prince Fuyang was about to be beaten to death in the street by Mu Zi'an.
Just then, a cold voice suddenly came from inside the luxuriously decorated carriage in the center of the delegation.
"Is this how the Great Li Kingdom treats its guests?"
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