Back Off, Let Me Come

Su Shiyilu held a high position in Shiwu.

He was born in the military, and he was extremely capable of fighting and had great military exploits, so a considerable part of Shiwu's troops were inextricably related to him. Shiwu itself also advocates force, and those with strong martial arts can even easily break through bloodline prejudice.

In other words, he did not dare to say that there were many courageous and courageous warriors in Shiwu, but at least he had "heard about them". The courageous warriors who surrounded him at this time were all unfamiliar faces, and he knew nothing about their moves.

This is very abnormal.

This means that the mastermind behind the scenes has a grand scheme and a very deep city! When no one noticed, he began to make long plans and secretly cultivate elite military forces. Treat them as trump cards and hide them tightly, and then show them up at the critical moment!

It's not scary to have an enemy. What's scary is that this enemy can stay dormant and operate for many years.

This kind of endurance is frightening.

His loud questioning did not elicit any answer. The three of them started almost at the same time, attacking Su Shiyilu from three different directions, leaving no way for Su Shiyilu to retreat.

No beeping, just fight!

Clang!

Clang!

Scattered sparks burst out as the weapons collided, smoke and dust flew around the battlefield, and the harsh collisions also told the story of the hardships of this battle. The blood from the wound flowed down Su Shiyilu's arm and down the blade. Blood beads almost formed a string and splashed into the mud, forming a small pool of blood.

A long piece of bloody meat fell not far away.

This was accidentally cut off.

Seeing that Su Shiyilu was about to run out of strength, one of them said: "Old guy, don't resist anymore!"

Su Shiyilu gasped, trying hard to hold the weapon in his hand tightly, trying to see clearly the increasingly blurry people in front of him.

He sneered: "No wonder, no wonder -"

No wonder he couldn't recognize these people.

Although this person speaks Shiwu language, his accent is not pure.

He shouldn't be a Shiwu person.

Most of them were recruited with huge sums of money.

It doesn’t matter which prince you are…

Everyone is suspect.

As the king's sons grow older, they control the military forces one by one, and their ambitions expand uncontrollably.

Su Shiyilu implored the king more than once to suppress the sons and ensure the reputation and stable status of the son born from the queen.

He is the prince's uncle for one reason.

Another reason is the fear of "instability".

Su Shiyilu carefully studied the rules of regime change in mainland China and found that "fighting in the same room" was an important cause of chaos.

Indulging in and fostering bad habits of internal strife is not conducive to the stable transition and growth of a regime, and may even lead to its demise.

The issue of heirs must be taken seriously.

It would be best not to give other princes hope in the first place.

The king listened to Su Shiyilu's advice, but he rarely rejected it on the issue of successors. He doesn't believe in the so-called "lessons learned from the past" of the mainland countries. What is the point of establishing a direct successor? Shiwu needs a powerful king, just like the leader of a pack of wolves, only the strongest and best-fighting wolf can do the job. When the incompetent Mianyang becomes the king, can he lead Shiwu to rush out of this ruined place and command his troops in the Central Plains?

He himself is not a legitimate son or eldest son. He only reached his current position by relying on his fists.

In his opinion, Su Shiyilu's suggestions were more "alarmist" and "too selfish", and he would neither listen nor adopt them.

He is happy to watch his sons grow up and challenge the position of alpha wolf in the future and become the new alpha wolf!

He liked and valued the eldest queen's son very much, but Shi Wu was more important than liking him.

Facing the stormy attack, Su Shiyilu became more and more powerless, and the number of wounds increased visibly. He was even so exhausted that he knelt down on one knee and held it up with his weapon.

How could the enemy let go of this opportunity and come again?

In this situation, Su Shiyilu didn't have much choice.

Either show your last trump card and take away these enemies, or try to hold on for a while and wait for other battlefield guards to be free to help him share the burden. The possibility of the latter became increasingly slim as time went by. Instead, the enemy received reinforcements one after another and secretly fired several cold arrows at him. If he hadn't dodged for a while and avoided the vital points, he would have been cold, but he was still like a hedgehog at this moment.

There were several arrows stuck in front of and behind his body.

There is currently only one option.

But at this critical juncture, an unexpected event occurred that no one could have imagined - divine soldiers descended from the sky, and a strange literary energy descended from the sky and penetrated into Su Shiyilu's body. It was like rain coming from a long drought, quickly nourishing the dry and cracked dry field.

In sharp contrast to the ecstasy on Su Shiyilu's face, the three enemy soldiers whose killing moves were blocked by Wenqi City Wall looked horrified, as if they did not expect that Su Shiyilu had a trump card. Making a quick decision, one person restrained Su Shiyilu, while the other two went to kill the strange literary scholar.

The battle has reached this point, and the thousands of people brought there are fighting to the death, so how can it fail!

"get out!"

One of the courageous warriors held back his anger and let out a loud shout. The sound waves scattered and impacted, making the earth tremble, the wind blew wildly, and the gravel rolled.

Wherever it was affected, even a person weighing more than a hundred pounds would not be able to stand firm. In theory, it is possible to crack the scribe's protective spirit.

However, the target did not come out.

On the contrary, the people who came to support were affected. The smallest one was shaken to the point where his internal organs were shaken, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the weaker ones simply fainted. When Su Shiyilu saw this, he was furious. He didn't want to know who the scribe suddenly appeared. The only ones who could help him were his own people.

He coughed up blood and laughed wildly: "It seems that God doesn't want to accept my life!"

"You guys, please accept your fate!"

The three of them worked together to suppress Su Shiyilu.

At this time, two were separated, and the remaining one was pressed and rubbed on the ground by him, which was full of dangers.

The atmosphere has brewed to this point.

He is not convinced if this head is not accepted!

The man also knew that he was in danger, so he simply fought with his back and gave it a try. But before he could prepare to fight, the Dan Mansion that was boiling with martial energy suddenly went cold, and the sharp point of the sword was thrust out from his front and abdomen.

The sword edge went from bottom to top, splitting it in half from the middle.

He was dumbfounded.

As he looked back, he vaguely saw a face covered in blood and dust. This person was very young.

At the same time, Su Shiyilu, who had regained his glory, was also dumbfounded. His military exploits were actually snatched away under his nose!

Before he could express anything, the man weakly supported the ground with his sword, his body covered in blood and his breath unsteady: "Messenger, I'm late... Your Highness Wang, Wang Ji... But it's okay..."

Su Shiyilu barely recognized who this person was.

The newly promoted Longwu County Sheriff.

How does Su Shiyilu know how Wang Ji is doing?

He was beaten like this and almost lost his life. As one of the targets of the enemy, Prince Heji was naturally in danger. I guess if I walk faster, it's Meng Po's turn now.

"I have sent someone to escort His Highness away, but I don't know the situation. Why is Mr. Shen like this?" Su Shiyilu answered casually.

"The camp was suddenly attacked by sky fire... and thieves attacked at night..." Shen Tang's eyes were red, with a look of sorrow on his face, "... our army was defeated, and only dozens of people in the whole camp escaped. We don't know whether they are alive or dead..."

Su Shiyilu also noticed the sudden drop of the sky fire just now. It was indeed fierce, and it was difficult for ordinary people to escape, let alone the group of ordinary tribute girls: "The top priority is to meet up with Wang Ji and others as soon as possible. Please give me a helping hand, Lord Shen!" "