Male God, a Little Su

Before Tuoba Zhuo could laugh, his heart burst when he saw this scene.

Suddenly I heard a low smile that belonged to a woman's soft charm. "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be victorious in a hundred battles. Do you really think that I have won this year, all by force?"

Knowing that Tuoba Zhuo hated her to the bone, she would not be unguarded.

"Tuoba Zhuo, I think your face looks good. Today, I'm welcome—"

She slashed over with a knife, and Tuoba Zhuo dodged in embarrassment.

While running, he shouted, "Retreat!"

Counted.

This bitch!

It's a pity that the iron cavalry is coming, how can it be said to withdraw?

The flag Zhong Xiaowu held high waved heavily, drawing a sharp arc in the air.

"rise!"

I saw the dozens of soldiers pulled, and immediately ejected many iron thorns from the ground.

And they didn't know when they dug out many traps on the ground.

The enemy didn't even have time to get close, so they even took their horses and fell directly into the trap full of barbs, killing them immediately!

The one in front was dead, the one at the back couldn't retreat in time, and the one in the lead was dead, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

The dozens of teenagers didn't panic, and they pulled out the transparent iron wires from the ground and attacked the horse's hoof.

Occasionally, there are fish that slip through the net, and Zhong Xiaowu will rush up with the soldiers to make up for it.

This sneak attack did not cause too many casualties to the Su family army.

On the contrary, Da Liao was already lingering on, and if he lost this time, he would not be far from breaking the country!

This battle lasted all day and night.

Corpses are everywhere.

Zhong Xiaowu wiped something on his face, not knowing whether it was blood or tears, it was wet.

He raised his head and exhaled, and sat on the open space where the corpse was, with the blood of his brothers and the enemy's army beside him.

Meng Tian came limping, and a large piece of the meat on his leg was cut off, revealing the bones.

He sat side by side with Zhong Xiaowu, and the two tough men blushed together.

"Good, we won."

Zhong Xiaowu sniffed and looked down at the blood-stained land, "I hope there will be no more wars in the future."

Over the years, he has seen too many lives die.

Maybe they were drinking together the day before yesterday, and the next day, a brother died on the battlefield, and in the end, no body could be found.

"Where's the general?" Meng Tian nodded and glanced around for a week, but couldn't see a familiar voice.

He stood up abruptly, even his voice changed, "Where did our little general go?"

Su Yan disappeared.

She chased Tuoba Zhuo away and has not returned yet.

Yan Fengmian traveled all the way here, only to get this news.

His eyes were dark, and he held the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands to control the panic in his heart.

The blood in his mind spread, and the scenes in the nightmare began to be staged in his mind.

"Go find it!"

Yan Fengmian gritted her teeth and swallowed the fishy smell in her throat, her eyes flushed, "Bring her back to me!"

Live to meet people, die-

"puff--"

Unable to hold back, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell limply on the wheelchair.

But he refused to close his eyes.

The blood splashed on the white clothes, as if in the snow, an enchanting red plum blossomed.

"Your Highness!"

"Are you alright, Your Highness? Where's the imperial doctor? Come here quickly!"

Yan Fengmian had never had a moment when she hated herself for being so incompetent.

He couldn't stand up and protect his beloved woman like a real man.

Can't even stand up and find her in person.

After living for twenty-five years, this was the first time he felt helpless and fearful.

Chapter 6 is finished! Children, rest early, the battlefield chapter is basically gone, and then I will go back to talk about love, abuse, and scum~