Chapter 3310: He is not worthy to be our child!

"Afraid?"
Ajislan sneered: "If you are afraid, don't you ask your father for help?"
Zhu Chengjun was hung in the air by Su He's collar. At this time, he was a little out of breath. In addition, he was tired and afraid of the day, and his spirit reached his limit. When he saw the tragedy on the battlefield, it was even more shocking. I was so afraid that I subconsciously shouted at the battlefield.
"father--"
"Your Highness!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, interrupting his shouting.
Zhu Chengjun turned his head subconsciously, and saw Wen Bieyu, who was held behind by other soldiers, looked up at him with red eyes, shook his head vigorously and said, "Your Highness, you can't shout!"
Zhu Chengjun was taken aback for a moment: "Why, why?"
At this time, he only wanted to let his father know that he had fallen into the hands of the enemy, and only wanted his father to rescue him from this as soon as possible. He had completely forgotten that he refused to say his name before and imposted him. To replace Wen Bieyu's original intention, the child shivered and said: "I, I want to go back."
Wen Bieyu said loudly: "His Royal Highness, you can't shout. When you shout, the military will be confused, and your father will be confused."
"..."
"You forgot, why didn't you say your name before?"
"..."
"Your Highness, think about it!"
When these words were spoken, it was like a thunderbolt in the blue sky that exploded in Zhu Chengjun's chaotic mind, exploding a little sober consciousness in an instant.
By the way, he can't say!
He is the prince of Yan Kingdom and the majestic Royal Highness of the Han King. After being arrested by these people, they can kill him directly. Why should he be brought to the battlefield? Why should he be asked to see his father? He called for help.
It is to use him to disturb the military's mind, and even the king's mind!
I figured it out, but the fear in my heart and the danger in reality are two different things.
Now, he just wanted to leave the danger quickly and quickly return to the embrace of his father and mother, and never suffer such suffering anymore. If they didn't shout, how could they know that they were in the hands of the enemy?
He looked at Wen Bieyu tremblingly: "I, but I—"
How old is Wen Bieyu, and, in order to save him from life and death, he became calmer and firmer. He said loudly: "His Royal Highness, you are the emperor's son, and you are your Highness!"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Chengjun's back numb suddenly.
Yes, he is the emperor's son.
He is His Royal Highness the King of Han.
His father and mother taught him more than once. He is the prince of the Heavenly Family supported by the people of the Yan Kingdom. In peacetime, he can be pampered, but at such a crisis, he needs to use the will of the prince. The people of Yan Country in the future, and even the entire Yan Country, need his protection!
Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and closed his mouth vigorously.
Originally, Ajislan watched the struggle of these two children as if watching a good show, but he did not expect that the young man named Wen Bieyu also had such a firm disposition and wisdom. What was more unexpected was that this had been They tortured bloody, fragile child, Sinanyan's son, actually listened.
He refused to shout, even refused to speak again.
Ajislan suddenly felt a humiliation of frustration. It was not only that he had been suppressed by Zhu Feng and Yan Guo for so many years, but now, even a child could not make him do what he wanted.
This is simply a great irony!
Thinking of this, his heart surged with evil spirits, and he came forward and took Zhu Chengjun's collar behind Su He's hands, lifted him up in the air like a fragile kitten, and said viciously: "Call me! You call me your father, Zhu Feng! Call him!"
Zhu Chengjun was swayed by him, his collar was deeply pulled into the injured area of ​​his neck, the wound opened again, blood flowed out, and soon his clothes were dyed red again.
Zhu Chengjun was so painful that he couldn't help it anymore, and tears flowed down.
However, he bit his lower lip firmly.
My lips were bitten, and after a while, bleeding came, mixed with tears, and dripped.
But always, without saying a word.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!"
Wen Bieyu was also anxious when he saw this scene. Although he knew the righteousness and understood that they could not let Ajislan do his wish at this time, his responsibility was to protect him by Zhu Chengjun's side. Ajislan treated Zhu Chengjun in this way. To torture him. Wen Bieyu was struggling to rush towards them to stop Ajislan, but as soon as he moved, he was kicked to the ground by the soldiers behind him, and stepped heavily on his back: "Little rabbit, do you dare Run around?"
"what!"
Wen Bieyu screamed when he was stepped on, and a sharp pain in his chest made him uncontrollable, spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother Yu!"
Zhu Chengjun was also anxious, struggling to fight with his hands and feet: "You let me go, let me go!"
And Sinanyan on the other side of the battlefield, even though he was so far away, there were even thousands of horses fighting in the middle, but her mother’s keenness and her heart made her see the familiar figure on the other side of the battlefield at a glance, Ari Silan was carrying a child in his hand, struggling to fight, almost asphyxiated by him hanging in the air.
"Cheng Jun!"
Nan Yan's eyes were red, and she slapped her horse forward as soon as she shouted.
But this time, it was Zhu Feng who stood in front of her.
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and said in a panic: "The emperor, I saw Cheng Jun, he is right in front, he is in the hands of Ajislan, the emperor, we want to save him! The emperor!"
Zhu Feng looked at her with a cold face and said, "What can you do if you rush over now?!"
"..."
Nan Yan trembled suddenly.
At this time, an electric light flashed overhead again, and immediately, the thunder rang from the sky to the ground. They only felt that the ground was shaking, as if they were about to be overturned at any time.
In Nan Yan's mind, there was also a moment of clarity.
What can you do when you rush over?
She can do nothing.
Even, if they passed, she wanted to get it. Ajislan would use Cheng Jun to knead them at will like an ant. When the time comes, let alone Zhu Chengjun, I am afraid that this battle will be defeated.
but--
She is a mother after all.
Nan Yan was so anxious that tears rolled down, and he choked up and said, "But, that's Cheng Jun, that's our son!"
Zhu Feng said solemnly: "Of course he is our son."
As he said, he slowly turned his horse's head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he passed through countless figures who were fighting to look at the other side of the battlefield, saying word by word: "It is because he is our son, so he You should know who you are and what you should do."
"..."
"Otherwise, he would not be worthy of being our child!"