"You, you, you..." Feng He tried to speak, but a long spear pierced through his throat.
He died.
Feng He originally had the ability to resist, but because Gu Mu survived a fatal injury, Feng He was terrified of him from the bottom of his heart.
But even if Feng and others resist, it will only add a little trouble.
Although Feng He was a general, he was still a bit weaker than the top martial arts master, the young man in green robes.
It only takes a little time, but it can be killed.
The enemy's granaries are now on fire everywhere.
They still don't know who put it there.
The assassins were incredibly sneaky and despicable.
The enemy troops were busy putting out the fire, and even if the fighting attracted the attention of other enemy troops, only a limited number could come to provide support.
"two."
Gu Mu stepped out of the tent, his spear still dripping with blood.
He slowly walked into another tent.
A devilish smile appeared on his face.
...
"Three."
...
Four.
...
"Five,"
A long spear pierced the head of the last general, and Gu Mu knew that the war had ended there.
He looked up at the sky, where flames were rising all around him.
The enemy was busy putting out the fire and managed to save some of the supplies.
But then they discovered that all their generals had died in their own tents, along with some skilled guards who had been protecting them.
In an instant, immense fear gripped their hearts.
A fire broke out suddenly.
They searched everywhere but still couldn't find who started the fire.
Four highly skilled generals and several equally skilled martial artists all died in the tent during the short time they were trying to extinguish the fire.
And, the Southern Dynasty regent, who was pierced through the heart but still lived...
Yes... the Regent... this Regent must be a devil.
This could not possibly be the work of a human.
It must be the Regent sending ghost soldiers to take revenge on them.
"Is that so?" Gu Mu suddenly appeared from behind the enemy soldiers, looking at the panicked enemy troops: "You think I'm a devil? Well, if you think so, then so be it."
Anyway, he's short on points.
The thoughts of the dead are completely unimportant.
Gu Mu was someone who could fight against dozens of experts single-handedly during the political upheaval in the Southern Dynasty.
Against these ordinary soldiers, we can simply unleash a massacre.
"Hehehe..." He had a smile on his face, which looked extremely ferocious and terrifying to the enemy.
But this is clearly Gu Mu's happy smile.
This is a lot of villain points and credits!
...
The enemy's nightmare is over.
The campsite was littered with corpses; those who couldn't escape had all perished there.
Those who escaped breathed a sigh of relief.
This devilish man will likely remain a nightmare in their hearts forever.
The soldiers of the Southern Dynasty were bewildered.
Why haven't the enemy troops arrived after almost a day?
Given the enemy's impatient offensive, they certainly won't take this long to regroup.
Could it be that His Highness has fallen into their hands?
Are they planning to take His Highness prisoner?
Just as the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty were feeling uneasy, Gu Mu returned carrying a long spear.
His entire body was stained red with blood.
The spear was dripping with blood.
His eyes were murderous.
It looks incredibly terrifying.
He was riding a horse, followed by another horse carrying assassins.
Two people went there, and two people came back.
The soldiers of the Southern Dynasty were overjoyed and opened the gates of their camp one after another: "Your Highness has returned."
"Your Highness, we succeeded?" The soldiers of the Southern Dynasty could not contain their joy.
Judging from this, it must have been a success!
Sure enough, His Highness nodded.
General Meng was instantly delighted.
He limped over and said, "That's good! The enemy is short of supplies. As long as we hold the camp, they will definitely retreat because they have no food reserves!"
"If we can hold the camp and avoid direct confrontation, the soldier mortality rate will be much lower!"
"Moreover, we don't need to hold out for six days; if we can hold out for three or four days, we will win!"
The soldiers cheered, "Great! The Southern Dynasty's borders have been defended!"
Shen Ci smiled and raised his hand: "Brothers, prepare for battle!"
Immediately, morale soared.
But Gu Mu said calmly, "No need."
Everyone looked over here.
His face showed suspicion and confusion.
They didn't know what had happened to His Highness in the enemy camp. Could it be...?
At this moment, the assassin felt that, according to normal human thinking, he had to stand up and show off for his master, so he raised his head and spoke loudly without emotion.
"The enemy has retreated, the war is over, there is no need to fight anymore."
The enemy witnessed firsthand that Gu Mu survived.
Adding to the events that followed at the encampment, the enemy concluded that Gu Mu was a devil.
Furthermore, with no leader in sight, the army naturally crumbled.
From the perspective of the Southern Dynasty's soldiers, the enemy knew that without supplies, they would not be able to capture the Southern Dynasty's camp in just two or three days. Therefore, to avoid unnecessary casualties, they wisely retreated.
In short, what was destined to end in death was given a glimmer of hope because of His Highness.
They looked at Gu Mu with starry eyes.
Inner monologue: I really want to toss His Highness high in the air!
Rationality: No, no, this is His Highness.
The assassins, under Gu Mu's warning gaze, finally shut their mouths.
These assassins lacked human emotions, yet they attempted to imitate them, but ultimately proved to be rather foolish.
This war gave Gu Mu a strange feeling.
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