"Nonsense, Batu is invincible and unbeatable. He will definitely kill Marquis Anguo."
"Just wait for the news that Marquis Anguo has been beheaded!"
Attila left the tent with a grim face.
What's more, Batu has a trump card. No one can escape Batu's trump card, not even Marquis Anguo.
The intention of the Beimo people was very clear: to humiliate Marquis Anguo and anger him.
Batu: "The Marquis of Anguo is still young. When young, he is impulsive and reckless. Once he is angry, he is prone to misjudgment."
Once you act rashly, it will be easy for others to take advantage of you.
The person next to him echoed: "That's right. Besides, I think he is just proud and complacent."
After learning some Xiawen, he was eager to use it.
Proud and complacent... Batu agreed with this evaluation.
If your ability doesn't match your ambition, isn't that just arrogance and complacency?
Batu: "When he gets anxious tomorrow, we will lure him to Jiulang Mountain and kill him."
"He's been trapped in a trap. Even if Marquis Anguo has extraordinary abilities, he can't escape."
They want to trap him to death!
The people of Beimo wanted to offer Jiang Qingyao to their king who was over fifty years old. This news soon spread to the Qilin Army. Beimo also issued a declaration of war to Marquis Anguo, and the two armies would fight at noon tomorrow.
"How ridiculous!" Xi Feng couldn't help but curse, "Those people from Beimo are sick."
He must have gone crazy to catch Miss Jiang and use such despicable means to get back at her. It's really despicable.
The other soldiers were equally indignant: "How can we, the girls of Daxia, allow them to treat us like this? Do they think all of us grown men are dead?!"
"Tomorrow, we will kill him without a single piece of armor left!"
Sitting on the first seat, He Zheng had a stern expression on his face, and his bony fingers were slowly wiping the big knife with a cloth.
Xi Feng was still waiting for his order, but he didn't expect that the master was so patient.
Outside, the sky was dark.
He Zheng said expressionlessly: "No need to wait until tomorrow."
"Um?"
Everyone was confused.
He Zheng looked sharply into the wind and snow, which was the direction of the Beimo camp.
Although he couldn't raid thousands of miles away at night to take Jimu's head, it didn't mean he couldn't do anything else.
Bathed in moonlight and passing through frost and snow, an elite army marched day and night, with their horses and swords, into the Northern Desert Camp.
"Great Marshal Batu, Marquis Anguo has broken in with his men!"
"Bang--"
Batu knocked over the table and widened his eyes. He thought that Marquis Anguo was being reckless, but he didn't expect that Marquis Anguo was even more reckless than he thought.
They all rushed into the enemy camp at night.
"He's truly young and full of energy. I didn't even have to bother trying to lure him to death; he just volunteered to be killed."
He wants to chop off the head of Marquis Anguo and use it as a footstool!
Batu led his generals to surround and kill Marquis Anguo.
He Zheng rode up, his horse neighing. He raised his blade towards Batu and asked, "Do you dare to fight?"
Batu snorted coldly: "Why not?!"
He rushed forward on horseback, sword in hand.
Batu is very tall and has a stronger physique than He Zheng. He is covered in muscles, like a moving hill.
Others who saw this were terrified and frightened, but He Zheng, with an expressionless face, swung his sword to meet the attack.
“Clang——”
The blades collided with each other, making a loud noise.
A dull pain came from the base of my palm.
Batu was surprised that He Zheng could actually take his sword attack. His wrist strength was even stronger than he thought!
He Zheng suddenly put away the knife and dropped it heavily again.
After several rounds of fighting, Batu failed to gain the upper hand for the first time.
He Zheng did not step back to avoid the knife in front of him, but just turned sideways, allowing Batu's blade to scratch the armor on his shoulder.
And his knife cut into Batu's left shoulder.
"Ah!" Batu screamed in pain, his face grim.
He Zheng did not stop. The big knife in his hand seemed to be weightless. He swung it quickly, again and again, with greater force each time.
Batu was stunned. It turned out that he didn't use his full strength. He just paralyzed him at the beginning.
The dull pain spread from the base of the thumb to the entire arm until the knife flew out.
He Zheng rode on the horse, jumped up, and stabbed Batu's abdomen with his sword.
"Grand Marshal!" The Beimo general wanted to rescue Batu, but was stopped by the Qilin elite.
Batu's eyes seemed to be filled with poison. He suddenly raised his hand and said to He Zheng, "Go to hell!"
The next second, two hidden weapons shot out from his sleeves.
They are all filled with deadly poison, and anyone who touches them will die.
But He Zheng seemed to have anticipated this. He held the golden sword across his body to block the hidden weapon, and looked down at him with his dark eyes that were cold and piercing.
"How could it be?" Batu's eyes widened with anger and his face looked ugly.
This is just one of his trump cards.
He pulled out the chain behind him with one hand and threw it directly around He Zheng, trying to pull him off the horse and strangle him to death.
"Huh." He Zheng let out a low, cold snort from his chest.
He suddenly put away the knife with one hand, and with the other big hand, he grabbed the iron chain on his body and pulled it hard.
Batu was dragged over.
He did it on purpose, deliberately getting caught in the chains! Kill him!
The soldiers of Beimo watched these scenes in disbelief with their eyes bloodshot.
He Zheng strangled Batu's neck with an iron chain and said coldly, "Anyone who covets my wife will die."
The veins on the back of his hand bulged as he exerted force suddenly.
What kind of wife is a fiancée? He didn't covet her, he just gave her away!
Before his death, Batu's last thought was, why did He Zheng seem to have known his trump card for a long time? How did he know?
The soldiers of Beimo watched as Marquis Anguo cut Batu's neck, and with a golden knife, he chopped off Batu's head.
Batu is dead.
Their eagle king is dead.
"He killed the Grand Marshal. Soldiers, charge! Avenge the Grand Marshal!"
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