After all, the Thirteenth Prince is a royal family and has had some contacts with some armies, but he has contacted with the Imperial Guards, and has never seen such an army or such a soldier. Of course, these are just some reactions in his heart. At this moment, he still followed the method taught by Ying Wudi.

"If I hadn't come out to practice and offend some lifeless cultivators... the demon cultivator... wouldn't have come to you..."

When he heard the Thirteenth Prince say this, Jia Yansong, who had just cried bitterly, immediately jumped up, as if he wanted to fight against the enemy to protect the Thirteenth Prince. As long as he gave the order, he would kill anyone.

"You are not his opponent, please listen to me... Cough... I have recorded the information and sent it out. If I am fine, these records will be erased. If I have something to do, your army, even all your officers and generals, will die!"

The voice was cold, and Jia Yansong, who had just jumped up to show his expression, stood there in an instant. He never expected that this young prince could say such words at this moment.

The key is that if something really happens to him and he has the intention, all this will come true.

Jia Yansong repeatedly swears and promises to the death. He is really afraid now. He is a man who has experienced a great war. With the fight between the thousands of brothers back then, he has made great contributions. It is not too much to be named a marquis. Unfortunately, he was excluded at that time and his greatest contribution was taken away by others. In the end, he did not even fall into a regular army general.

This is because he can put down his figure and just seek to survive. He also knew that another army was killed for credit. He had fought with the Demon Kingdom for many years and suffered numerous casualties. In the end, he was killed for credit after victory. At that moment, he completely gave up everything he had held on to.

He survived, and with his only brother. At that time, it was just a battle between some big families and powerful ministers. Now it involves princes, let alone.

"You are smart enough. The people who came to chase us have never seen us, and they don't know much about our situation. But the other party is lawless and will not let it go even if we know that we enter the military camp. In this way, you will find some young officers to let them change into our clothes, and you will also suffer some injuries, causing them to be seriously injured. But this is not the most dangerous. The most dangerous thing is that there must be someone who will be captured by them. You have to find a suitable person."

"This person..." At this point, the Thirteenth Prince paused slightly and couldn't help looking at his senior sister, senior brother, and for a moment he couldn't continue talking.

After all, he is not used to these things. Although he is a royal family, he has been practicing since childhood and has a little knowledge of intrigue, but he has never really done this.

What he was going to do at this moment made him feel a little unworthy.

"That person... needs to be captured...not exposed...ah...you... remember...this is the Thirteenth Prince, I am the son of the Eagle King...Others, our senior brother is Xia Fan, the son of the King of Zhen, and the others are also disciples of the Qiankun Sect...He is likely to die...but this person can save the lives of all your army!" Looking at the Thirteenth Prince, who had recovered a little, Eagle Indi, strongly supported his body and spoke.

"Ah!" If you were just shocked by the identity of the Thirteenth Prince, then Jia Yan's legs were weak and he collapsed there.

I can't afford to offend anyone, I can't afford to offend anyone.

As the Thirteenth Prince spoke, he also felt that the Thirteenth Prince was not difficult to deal with and wanted to say something to him, but when Ying Wudi said the words made him feel cool.

He couldn't help but think of the army composed of 30,000 people and reached 200,000 in its heyday. In the end, there were only more than 10,000 people left, and 7,000 of them were killed for their contributions.

"Second Brother..." The Thirteenth Prince looked at Ying Wudi and wanted to say something. He wondered if he would discuss it with the senior brother, maybe there were other options.

"Go and do it. There is nothing you can do about this within half a minute. You... and you... all the soldiers... family... people... are going to die!" Ying Wudi knew what the Thirteenth Prince was going to say, but he ignored the Thirteenth Prince at all. The situation is urgent now.

So he looked at Jia Yansong coldly. Jia Yansong was so cold that he was seen by Ying Wudi. He did not dare to disobey him and kowtowed and agreed repeatedly.

Looking at Jia Yansong, who was kicked and scolded by the Thirteenth Prince, but suddenly became different, the Qinglian Taoist girl looked confused. But she looked at Fairy Yun Xi, Fairy Yun Xi didn't understand, and even the sword gall, the Lone Wolf and the others looked confused.

Although they are all geniuses, they have extraordinary features in their cultivation or their respective fields, but they have no idea about these things in the army.

The General Jia Yansong, who had the cultivation of the God Transformation No matter what, looked like a rogue and gangster, just now burst into tears in order to beg for mercy. But when he advised the Thirteenth Prince, he was so cruel that they seemed to have seen another person. After being punished by the Thirteenth Prince, Jia Yansong immediately became much more obedient. They really couldn't understand the tricks in it.

Although Jia Yansong, who proposed that he would rather sacrifice these tens of thousands of people than help the Thirteenth Prince kill his opponent, was not adopted by the Thirteenth Prince, the thirteenth prince's words made him happy to leave and do things according to the Thirteenth Prince's instructions.

The situation was tense at this time, and everyone had no time to say anything. After all, the method Xia Fan taught them was a very dangerous method.

Ying Wudi knew just after hearing this that it would be fine if he was caught by the person who captured them, but if he was plotting against Jia Yansong and his men when they were closed down their power, it would be unfair. No one could guarantee that these guys would be malicious to them in order to survive or to fight for even a while to die later.

Now that all the arrangements are made here, the rest will be easy. Immediately, the Eagle Invincible, the Thirteenth Prince and the others scattered among several injured camps. As Jia Yansong shouted outside, the actual combat practice of the two camps began, and soon hundreds of seriously injured guys were sent in.

The actual battle over there is still going on, and Fairy Yun Xi and the others are also mingling among the singers. However, at this moment, the singers seem to have just been secretly transported to the military camp, and are all arranged in one place with soldiers.

The soldiers who took the lead didn't know what they were, and they kept aiming inside from time to time. Their lustful eyes and their communications were the best demonstrations for the people inside.

As for the other people, they suppressed their forces and dispersed them into different actual combat battles. Because there were direct orders from above, no one doubted anything.

In addition, Jia Yansong has quickly found several young officers who are not young, at least seemingly young, as the spiritual cultivation stage. There is no way, there are only three in the entire military camp of the God Transformation Stage, and they are all old guys, so they can't help but suffer this.

Except for finding a close confidant who had not drunk alcohol with him before, and whose height and body look similar to Jianqian, Jia Yansong quickly explained to him, and directly controlled him secretly, knocked him into a coma, threw him aside and changed into clothes of the Thirteenth Prince and others.

So soon after, the actual training was continued outside, and everything started again under the tent, but there were no singers, and it looked like a banquet was suddenly interrupted. Above were sitting was a young man wearing sword-god clothes. The clothes worn by others were almost destroyed, and the injuries were very serious, and nothing could be seen.

Several military doctors who were not sure of the situation were still treating them quickly, and Jia Yansong's scolding kept coming from below.

"You are all dead, elixirs, the best elixirs. If there is no medicinal material here, go buy it immediately. Notify the county magistrate to send it immediately. Damn..."

"If the prince dies here, no one of you will want to live..."

"Sword, brave sword, you can collect this token...you should keep it..."

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Bu Fenghou, who was sitting on the upper seat, pretending to be a sword gall, and had some injuries on his body, looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old. In fact, he was nearly thirty years old. This guy had a baby face. He was a fellow countryman with Jia Yansong back then. His father was a little rich man. On the day of his birth, a Taoist priest happened to pass by the accommodation. When he was born, his father happily gave him some money. The Taoist priest said a few words to praise him. His father thought the Taoist was very talented, so he asked him to name his son.

The old Taoist said that he would be granted a title of a marquis and a prime minister, so he would be granted a title of a marquis in the future. His father happily agreed without thinking too much. As a result, the guest could not help laughing when he knew the name. Then he remembered his surname Bu, which became a marquis. Later, the Demon Kingdom was in chaos, and Bu Fenghou joined the army with Jia Yansong. For nearly twenty years, his martial arts were learned from the army. The most basic things were added to the east and west. Even so, he was now at the eighth level of the spiritual cultivation.

Although he had made many contributions for more than ten years and had nine out of ten people around him died, Bu Fenghou was different from Jia Yansong. Jia Yansong gave up on himself, but he still strictly demanded himself. In fact, what others don’t know is that among the chaotic county soldiers, there were three thousand people he trained by himself. Over the years, the reason why such a few county soldiers could beat the bandits in the mountains was so hard that they dared to show their heads was almost the only one.

At this time, Bu Fenghou sat there quietly, watching Jia Yansong acting. His young face looked extremely serious and had no smile at all. He raised his hand and took the token handed over by Jia Yansong.

"This is the token of my junior brother, the Thirteenth Prince. If he can't survive, don't live." Bu Fenghou had a baby face, but always had a stern face, which was exactly the opposite of Jia Yansong, who was twice as old as him. But at this moment, he fully demonstrated the power of a young genius being attacked and fled to the military camp.

Jia Yansong gave it respectfully. He was happy when he saw Bu Fenghou's appearance, but at the same time he was a little worried. At that time, he wanted to survive and save himself. The most dangerous task naturally thought of the person he trusted the most, the brother who had spoken with him for so many years, but at this moment his eyes were full of worry.

Seeing Jia Yansong like this, Bu Fenghou immediately knew what he was thinking.

"Fenghou, why don't you go down first, I'll find a way here. In short, those little ancestors just want to protect themselves..." Jia Yansong immediately communicated with Bu Fenghou.
Chapter completed!