Chapter 229 Shameless
This person is the key to the entire formation and has been well protected by everyone, making him extremely difficult to hit.
This time, Wen Zhiming feigned an attack, revealing a weakness. Everyone was momentarily careless and attacked Wen Zhiming directly. Unexpectedly, Wen Zhiming's attack on the center of the formation was a ruse; his real intention was to assassinate the formation's core. With this strike, the longsword pierced the core's abdomen, causing it to fall to the ground and roll, completely incapacitated.
Before anyone could react, Wen Zhiming charged forward again with his sword, cutting down several people in one fell swoop.
These people have been protecting the Sixth Prince. Without the key to the formation, they are very likely to reassemble into a nine-person or eight-person formation. Only by continuing to attack while they are in a panic can we prevent them from forming a new formation.
The disorganized guards were still stronger than ordinary soldiers, especially the last two who cooperated well and moved in tandem. If Wen Zhiming injured one of them, he would inevitably be injured by the other. When he dealt with the two, Wen Zhiming had several new wounds on his body.
Then Wen Zhiming raised the blood-stained sword in his hand and pointed it directly at the Sixth Prince's brow.
"Now, it's your turn."
Wen Zhiming's clothes were torn in many places, and he had injuries on his hands and legs. His whole body was soaked in blood. Although most of the blood was someone else's, it was not hard to tell from his walking posture and slightly drooping arms that he was seriously injured.
Seeing him like this, the Sixth Prince did not feel relieved at all.
From the moment the formation was broken, he felt fear towards Wen Zhiming. Now that the other party was seriously injured, while he himself was untouched by blood, he felt that Wen Zhiming was like a vengeful Yama, terrifying beyond measure.
This was the first time his personal guard had been breached, and the first time someone had a sword pointed at his brow.
Wen Zhiming's sword was still some distance from the Sixth Prince, a distance that would have been enough for him to launch a counterattack, but the Sixth Prince merely glared angrily at Wen Zhiming without moving an inch.
Wen Zhiming smiled faintly.
"Is the Sixth Prince surrendering without a fight, and preparing to visit my military camp?"
"Since this is a friendly spar, let's stop here." The Sixth Prince said through gritted teeth, "You're already injured. If I fight you again, it would be bullying you."
"It's alright." Wen Zhiming brandished his sword and stepped forward. "This king is not afraid of being bullied."
The sixth prince was filled with hatred, but he had no choice but to accept the challenge.
He felt a sense of fear, and his martial arts skills were reduced to only seven-tenths of what they were supposed to be. His most proficient broadsword was no longer as sharp and domineering as before, and his attacks became slow and he even showed signs of retreating.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other Blue Feather Kingdom warriors rushed towards Wen Zhiming, but they were stopped by the soldiers of the Crimson Profound Army halfway there.
They disregarded their own safety and risked their lives to remove other obstacles for Wen Zhiming.
The only one who could continue watching the show in peace was Leng Tieyi, who was protected by several Crimson Flame Army soldiers. When he saw Wen Zhiming hit the Sixth Prince, he shouted "Good!" When he saw that Wen Zhiming was in danger, he hurriedly shouted "Be careful!"
The sixth prince was already restless and irritable, and the noise made him even more anxious.
Before he could react, Wen Zhiming knocked the longsword away. Then, as he swayed, Wen Zhiming twisted his hands behind his back and held the longsword to his neck.
"Excellent! Indeed, heroes emerge from among the young! Congratulations to the King of Northern Frontier on his victory!" Leng Tieyi was excited, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and did not hold back his praise.
He was even happier than if he had won the battle himself.
The Sixth Prince spat fiercely and gritted his teeth, saying, "King of the Northern Frontier! Have you thought this through? I am currently fighting against your enemy. If you capture me, wouldn't that be exactly what your enemy wants?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the voices of "Urgent military intelligence, reporting to the general!" echoed across the battlefield.
Soon, a small squad of soldiers escorted a man to Leng Tieyi and shouted, "Reporting to the general, the Blue Feather Kingdom's offensive is too fierce, and their formations are constantly changing. Our left, right, and central armies have all been breached. In this critical moment, the Northern Frontier King's Tiger Soaring Army has flooded into the battlefield to recruit soldiers, saying that as long as they are willing to join them, they can be protected by the Tiger Soaring Army. Many Crimson Profound Army soldiers have already joined the Tiger Soaring Army!"
"What?" Leng Tieyi looked up at Wen Zhiming: "You took my soldiers? You took my soldiers?"
He had been on the battlefield for many years and had never seen such a maneuver.
Did you get his permission?
Did he say he didn't want it?
If Wen Zhiming hadn't fought the Sixth Prince, he would definitely have cursed him as a shameless scoundrel. But he had just praised Wen Zhiming as a young hero, and the praise had barely left his lips before he turned into a tirade. He couldn't change his expression so quickly.
Wen Zhiming's face remained calm and expressionless, as if the person who did this bad thing had nothing to do with him.
The Sixth Prince laughed, "Hahaha, I thought the King of Northern Frontier had made a mistake and was kindly helping you bunch of good-for-nothings. Turns out he was just taking advantage of your misfortune. I always thought I was quite cunning and treacherous, but I never expected the King of Northern Frontier to be even more shameless than me..."
But his happiness didn't last long, as his messenger rushed over shouting "Reporting to the commander!"
The messenger, seeing that he had been taken hostage, hesitated for two seconds, unsure whether to speak. The Sixth Prince roared, "What military situation do you have? Report it immediately!"
The messenger hurriedly reported, "Reporting to the commander, our army had the upper hand, but suddenly a large number of Tiger Soaring Army soldiers arrived, picking up soldiers all over the battlefield and taking many Crimson Profound Army soldiers to their camp. Our army was pursued and killed by the Tiger Soaring Army. The situation is very bad now. Commander, should we withdraw our troops?"
"What?!" The Sixth Prince was so angry that his eyes were practically spitting fire as he glared at Wen Zhiming: "You, the King of Northern Frontier, didn't you say you were just passing by? I was having a good fight with the Crimson Profound Army, why did you have to interfere? And you even helped the Crimson Profound Army hurt people, you are simply a venomous snake with two heads and two tails!"
Wen Zhiming said gently, "My Blue Flying Army passed by this place and found the two armies fighting. The Crimson Profound Army was attracted by our army and wanted to join us. How could our army refuse the surrender of soldiers from the same country? Since they have joined the Tiger Flying Army, they are naturally my people. How could I let them be bullied by the Blue Feather Kingdom?"
He smiled slightly and said to the Sixth Prince, "Of course, if the Sixth Prince's men also want to join my Tiger Soaring Army, that's not out of the question."
"Don't even think about it!" The Sixth Prince roared in fury, shouting at the messenger, "Retreat! Retreat immediately! The entire army, retreat!"
With the Northern Frontier King's intervention, the battlefield situation has been disrupted, and his soldiers are certainly not going to fare well. If the Northern Frontier King were to abduct his soldiers, he would truly be furious to death.
In fact, the Sixth Prince was overthinking it. Wen Zhiming was willing to accept the Crimson Flame Army because they were all soldiers of the Golden Moon Kingdom, which is why they were willing to surrender. His men, on the other hand, were soldiers of an enemy country and could not be taken in; they could only be prisoners.
However, the sixth prince, having been captured for the first time in his life, was already furious. Upon hearing this, he became extremely wary, fearing that if he was slow to retreat, his soldiers would become the Northern Frontier King's men.
The soldiers of Lanyu Kingdom also wanted to retreat, but the sixth prince was still in Wen Zhiming's hands, so they were caught in a dilemma and hesitated.
The sixth prince roared in anger, "Can't you understand military orders? Get out! The entire army retreats! I'm just taking a stroll around the Northern Frontier King's camp; no one dares to kill me!"
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