Chapter 642: Boast

King Kwazhi had no counselors, and looked at the ruthless generals and servants. He suddenly felt guilty. He thought that he had seen the world thoroughly, but he still lost in the hands of the vulgar.
The vulgars are the people in front of them. They seem to be loyal, and they are dying, but they are not useful at the crucial moment.
"Tell me the battle outside."
"Yes." The sweaty general trembled and replied, and it would be difficult to think of it. "Our army is sticking to the eastern part of the aristocratic area. There are also five strongholds in the artisan area, and we can still keep it at the moment. It’s already a strong end, not enough to fear, but..."
"Why don't you just say 'but' in the beginning?" The king of Kwaji is gentle and gentle. It is like the most simple parent who is eager to educate his children. "Of course, are we forced to die?"

The general was afraid, the sweat on his forehead was more, now it is midsummer, and it is not cool at night, not to mention that he is still wearing a full set of armor. "Wang Ye forgives crimes. This is the case, our army can also launch an attack, but several rebel gods, I’m afraid..."
"What a few?"
"Four...five, the king of the holy day, the king of the sun, the king of the sun, the king of the sun, and the new king of the sun, the connection between our army and the craftsman's base is cut off by them."
"Can the five kings unite the army?"
"No, no, there should be no."
"Then I should "should not believe" you?"
The accent of King Kwazhe is just as patient as the old lady, but the general is more and more uneasy, raising his hand to wipe the sweat of the waterfall, and firm tone. "The five kings have not yet united, they are jealous of each other and have not made all efforts."
King Kwazhe slammed on the table, his tone suddenly became severe, and the people in the tent were shocked. "If the five kings are willing to unite, they have already won the sweat, and still wait until now? Things are very Simple, the opportunity to make meritorious deeds is in front of you, but you are not willing to pick it up. Instead, you will talk about what 'defensive', and the battle tonight is not guarded. The defending is the failure, that is, the demise, defeating the day and the king, the kings will bow their heads. Lucy will only encourage the weak guys like the King of the Sun to be bold. Go to attack, now."
"Yes." The general was busy with his death. "I ordered this and sent eight thousand cavalry troops to the camp of the king."
"Eight thousand? I thought we had 15,000 cavalry."
"There are some casualties, and there are still 13,000 people left."
"Ok."
The general took a moment and then said in amazement: "All the army attack?"
"Is there a problem?"
"But..." In the face of Wang’s harsh eyes, the general swallowed his words back.
"Transfer the Sun Yat-sen, let him send at least half of the army."
"Yes." The general reluctantly responded, not knowing whether the only ally of the prince would accept this order.
The general returned to the account and stepped on the horse with the help of the relatives. The cool wind blew, taking away the tension in his heart and the singularity of his face. "You all stay, protect the prince's safety anyway, he If something goes wrong, you and me can't live."
King Kwah could not see the loyalty revealed by the generals. He just felt that there was no available person under his majesty, especially the feeling of fullness was nowhere to be said. He waved his hand and screened back everyone in the account, leaving only one guest.
The guest looks moderate and stands in the last row, barely paying attention. He is a Jinpeng killer.
"The Dragon King did not come, and the Cloud King did not come." King Kwai said faintly, trying to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart. Strictly speaking, Jinpengbao is not his subordinate.
The killer seems to be more calm than the general. "The Dragon King has already started from the camp. He is waiting for the opportunity. The killer always starts when the goal is impossible. As for Yun Wang, he is more patient because he is the master of the killer."
King Kwai appreciates the way the killer speaks. Even if he doesn't do anything, he seems to have a good idea. He smiles and nods. "What is your name?"
"The killer has no name."
"Good habits, how long has the killer been?"
"Fourteen years."
"Fourteen years? You look young."
"I won the killer title when I was 19 years old."
King Kwai did not speak for a while and suddenly asked: "Do you think I will win?"
"Before dawn, Wang Ye will become the master of Long Ting."
"Haha, I didn't think that the killer's flattery was not weak. Can you beat the Dragon King?"
The killer hesitated for a while. "The killer doesn't say ‘no fight, no fight.’

"Oh, what do you guys say?"
"Who can kill each other?"
"What's the difference?"
"If you can't beat it, it's more than martial arts. You can't kill it. It's just a means, martial arts is just one of them."
If the king of Korzha has realized, "For example, I will not martial arts, but I can't beat you naturally, but I can kill you if I poison, it is a good killer."
"That's what I mean."
The commander rushed in and looked happy. "Wang Ye, our army has already broken into the palace, and will soon end the battle."
The spirit of King Kwazha was alive, but his face was not revealed. "What is the reaction of the kings?"
"The four princes did not move, and the king of the holy day marched three miles, and there was only one land with our army."
"The bird king's courage is not small, and the commander of the day Yaowang to fight him back."
The commander took the lead and praised the king to support his chin for a long time. He looked up and saw the killer. It seemed that he was still standing here. "I am very surprised. The Dragon King is a traitor to Jinpengbao. How did the single-step king never kill him?

"Yang Huan is lucky."

How many years have you been lucky?

"Some people have better luck, and the Lord has never sent the strongest killer."
"Haha." King Kwazhe is in a good mood and is willing to chat a few words. "The one-step king underestimated Yang Huan. He made a mistake and thought that Yang Huan was an insignificant figure. He could be removed at any time, so he was not in a hurry. As a result, the Dragon King became more and more powerful, and he also defeated his army. Now he regrets it."
The killer did not answer.
"Looking down the king, you are not happy?" King Kwai asked coldly, he was not used to seeing others' faces.
"Don't dare, I am not qualified to participate in such a thing, I dare not judge myself."
"Hey, you are not just a good killer, or a good slave. Tell you, war is the opposite of killer. You have to fight. Killing is only a matter of incident. Sometimes, even if you kill the coach, the war will not end.

"Please forgive me for being dull and don't understand war." The killer became more and more courteous.
The king of the boast is still unfinished, but he does not want to say it again. Talking about his thoughts with a rigid killer is tantamount to playing the piano.
But the silence was disgusting. He didn't want to replay the slaves and the old bullets. He asked: "When the Dragon King is coming, how are you going to kill him?"
"Oh." The killer was a little embarrassed. The leaking and killing plan did not meet the rules of Jinpengbao. He turned his back on him. This is the future king of the North Court. Even if the one-step king is here, he must bow his head, let alone him? "Dragon King will not bring too many helpers, about two or three people. They will circle the circle around Wang Ye’s tents, find out the hidden killers one by one, remove some of them, open up a safe retreat, and then touch the tent and start suddenly. A blow, whether successful or not, will immediately retreat."
"It sounds like a good plan."
"This tent is the most closely protected. At this moment, there are killer guards in all directions. In the end, if the dragon king is taking a risky attack, he will fall into the encirclement when he approaches the prince. If he temporarily gives up the plan, he will retreat from the road. If you leave, you will also fall into the encirclement. This is our plan."
Look around and look around, it seems that I want to find the clues of invisible guards from the air. "I hope to catch the dragon king."
"We will try our best, but the Dragon King is very dangerous..."
"Talk about it, I like the head."
The commander ran in for the second time. There was no obvious joy on the face of this time. "Our army is surrounded by the camp in the day, and the two sides are fighting."
The face of Kwai’s face is still quiet, and the interest in the Dragon King and the killer has suddenly disappeared.
Let the Japanese Yao Wangjun go to the rescue.

"Yi Yao Wang is confronting the Holy King..."
"Don't care about the Holy King, go and pass my orders."
The commander hurried away and did not dare to say a word.
"The war is like this, illusory and real." King Kwai said to the killer, "The King of the Holy Day is a coward who drinks and raises birds. The Japanese Yao army withdraws its troops. He does not dare to act rashly."
"Wang Ye Gao Tsai, admire under."
"Oh, so, if you want to scare away the Dragon King, it's better to show it, don't have a killer around the tent, and then arrange a trap on his retreat."
"This... Wang Ye is at stake in everything..."
"Talk about it, how to get rid of an assassin, or you come to be the master."
Another commander ran in, and his face was puzzled. "The Holy See came to see the prince."
King Kwai snorted. "The old bird king is the first to be afraid."
The killer took a step, "Wang Ye is careful that there is fraud."
King Kwai sternly swept the killer and was dissatisfied with his swearing behavior. The killer should not speak on his own initiative, and should not interfere with the squadron between the princes.
The killer understood the meaning of Wang Ye and hurriedly explained on one knee. "Yang Huan may take the opportunity to mix in."
"How many people did the King of the Holy Day bring?" asked King Kwazhe.
"More than a dozen guards, less than twenty."
"The guard stayed outside the camp and only allowed him to come in alone."
"Yes."
The killer returned to the original place and remained vigilant in his heart.
The Holy Day came, and it was sweating. It seemed to be particularly hot this night. He didn’t even see the killer in the corner, and went straight to the king.
The killer is relieved, this old and fat prince will never be a killer.
"My good dear, you are very big this time."
"Is it? I don't think it is big enough."
King of the Holy Day looked around and finally found the solitary killer. "Who is this person? Is it trustworthy?"
"But it's fine." King Kwai avoided the problem.
King of the Holy Day coughed twice, "The old king of Khan ordered."
"is it?"
"Secret, we have received several, saying who can calm your battle with the old, who is the heir."
King Kwai is still unrecognizable, and finally understands why several of the kings who used to prefer themselves became neutral, and they still thought about the sweat. "What are you doing? Just to tell me this."
"I will advise you to stop the war."
"Do you want to end the war without moving a soldier, let the old Khan Wang set you as the heir?" King Kwai felt that the uncle's brain was even more confused than the big king.
"Yes, when I become a King of Khan, I will be especially acquainted with you and the old, the king and the status remain the same, but can't stay in Longting."
"Ha." King Kwai angered and laughed. "I will also give you a condition. Now join my camp and hand over the king. You can keep birds and wines later, find a fertile pasture and care for the elderly. Otherwise, I will give your wine to the soldiers, and drink all the roast meat."
King of the Holy Day shook his head. "Hey, it’s awkward, things are more complicated than you think. Listen, the messenger is coming. I bet this is a crow, a big crow."
The crow is not one, but a group. Seven or eight soldiers are surrounded by a stretcher. The stretcher is lying on the stretcher and can’t speak the generals.
No one reported the situation.
King Kwahi went down to the general and went to the seriously wounded general.
The killer had a sense of crisis from the beginning, but he did not dare to remind him. Suddenly, the sense of crisis rose to the top, "When..."
The first word exit, the second word will always remain in the eyes of the blind, the stuns hit, the killer reached out and touched the handle, resulting in a knife in his heart.
The knives raised their heads and the helmet was clearly a woman.
King Kwazho stopped his footsteps and recognized that one of the guards was Dragon King himself. The strange thing is that the Dragon King seems to be just a bystander, including him. Everyone gives way to a woman who wears the guard’s costume. There is no easy capacity.
"Who are you?" King Kwah was puzzled and felt guilty about the sudden emergence of the enemy, especially when he saw the King of Saints also respectfully the strange woman.
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