Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 1078 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (2)

Chapter 1078 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (two hundred)

These Mongols are tall and strong, and are very good at fighting on the grassland. Now that they are outside the valley, the narrow terrain actually limits their performance.

The people led by Guo Changheng first shot arrows from a distance, and then attacked at close range. After half of the Mongols were killed or injured, they prepared to lead their men to escape.

Guo Changheng divided the team into two parts, one part pursued the Mongols, and the other part followed him into the valley.

After entering the valley, he couldn't help but curse a few times when he looked at the current situation. Doesn't Zhu Yuanwu look very capable?

How did his face get cut? There was a long bloodstain running from the left temple to the chin. Judging from the bleeding on his shoulder, his collarbone was probably broken. He was half-sitting on the ground, with several soldiers guarding him. Could his leg be broken too?

The Marquis of Anping only had one son. When he saw his son's miserable state, he wouldn't vent his anger on him, would he? People love to shift blame. The Marquis of Anping couldn't blame himself for being too eager for quick success and forcing his son to kill Zhao Lan, nor would he blame Zhu Yuanwu for his incompetence. He would only blame Guo Changheng for being too slow and not rescuing him in time.

However, he was not afraid of Anping Hou and his son.

Fortunately, Zhu Yuanwu still had a conscience. Seeing Guo Changheng, he shouted, "Brother Guo, thank you for coming to save us! Be careful of Zhao Lan's tricks. He likes to bully the weak with his numbers!"

"You idiot! You rushed towards me alone. Do you think I want to fight you one-on-one? You can't even beat my men, and you still want to fight me!"

"You are despicable! How can I fight twenty people alone?"

Well, it turns out Zhu Yuanwu was injured during the round-the-clock fighting. Guo Changheng had warned them to be cautious and not act rashly. Zhao Lan only had a few hundred men, and they could easily capture him with a thousand.

Now you’re at a disadvantage!

But looking at Zhu Yuanwu's appearance, he won't die for a while, so that's fine.

Lu Linyuan also breathed a sigh of relief. Now that Guo Changheng was here, he could relax a little. This old man was not in good shape. After fighting for only half an hour, his waist was about to break and he was almost out of breath. Alas, he had to accept his age. He was almost sixty years old. It was hard to earn the glory of the Lu family.

If he died for his country, I wonder if he could be made Duke of Lu? Never mind. This man's death is like the extinguishing of a candle. That honor has nothing to do with him. It's better to stay alive and not gamble on the emperor's sympathy.

Guo Changheng didn't waste any time and led his men to fight against Zhao Lan's men.

Under the overwhelming advantage, Zhao Lan's confidants were killed one after another. With his thigh injured and his breakout failed, Zhao Lan knew he had no chance of survival, but his heart was still filled with hatred.

To be fair, Zhao Lan was the most outstanding of the emperor's sons, so why did he end up like this? On the contrary, Zhao Jian and Zhao Yu, the incompetent brothers, were still staying in the capital, becoming the only two candidates for the throne.

He recalled the past, all of which began when he trusted Song Qingting's words and failed to assassinate Prime Minister Song, causing Wei Ying and Prime Minister Song to pay attention to him. If he had kept a low profile, perhaps his recruitment of troops and illegal mining and weapon forging would not have been discovered so quickly!

One wrong step leads to another. The timing is wrong and the rebellion fails!

Guo Changheng approached him and asked, "Zhao Lan, you betrayed Zhao State and were used as a pawn by the Mongols. Now that you've been captured alive, do you have any remorse?"

Zhao Lan sneered. What was he regretting? His father had treated him unfairly, disregarding their father-son bond and insisting on killing him. Was he simply waiting to be killed? He struggled to pull his sword from his waist. The blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight, like a messenger of death.

"God is unfair! I, Zhao Lan, swear to die rather than surrender!"

Just as Zhao Lan was about to commit suicide, he suddenly turned around and stabbed Guo Changheng with the sword in his hand like a poisonous snake.