After thinking about this, the eighth prince's heart sank.
If Jiang Pengji had seen through the trick of pretending to surrender, then there must be something wrong with the military information that the messenger secretly passed to them.
They received news that Liu Bei's flanks were weak, and the main force was concentrated in the front. What was the result?
They charged several times and lost many cavalries, but they still couldn't break through the enemy's defense line!
Looking at the elite troops led by Jiang Pengji, the eighth prince felt powerless.
Three months of hard training would make them elites. Liu Bei's troops had more than three months of training.
They were truly obedient. As long as the command flag changed, they could change from offense to defense.
Whether it was support or something else, their efficiency was frightening.
Even if thousands of cavalries from the Northern Borderline charged together, the soldiers with heavy shields did not even retreat. They looked like they were going to fight with their bodies.
At this moment, the Eighth Prince had a hopeless idea in his mind.
How unlucky was the Northern Borderline to be targeted by these elites?
For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through the eighth prince's mind.
Before he could come back to his senses, he heard the seventh prince's surprised voice.
"Eighth brother, be careful!"
The eighth prince subconsciously turned his head. An arrow passed through the heads of two cavalries from the Northern Borderline and finally fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the eighth prince was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat.
The eighth prince called out, "Seventh brother!"
At that moment, he saw the seventh prince's shoulder being pierced by an arrow. Blood immediately spurted out.
He reached out and held the seventh prince who had fallen from the horse. The prince's face was pale and his forehead was sweating from the pain.
The seventh prince was considered the lowest among the princes in riding and archery. He did not like to play with swords and spears. When had he ever been so seriously injured?
"Eighth brother, if you can't do it, leave me alone!"
The seventh prince's lips were pale and he was bleeding. He endured the pain and persuaded the eighth prince.
"The two arrows were clearly aimed at us brothers!"
The eighth prince quickly recalled the thrilling process just now. As the seventh prince said, the two arrows were aimed at them.
"What nonsense are you talking about? If I leave you behind, am I still human?"
Although the nine princes of the Northern Borderline hurt each other, the seventh prince had always taken care of the eighth prince.
The eighth prince was not a heartless person. How could he leave his brother behind at this time?
It was at this time that a disturbance came from a thousand feet away. Shouts of killing soared to the heavens.
Taking a closer look, he saw that the leading general's eyes were red from killing. He led his men and tore a path out, killing the Northern Frontier cavalry.
The Eighth Prince took a look and was very sure who had shot the two arrows just now.
"Do you really think there's no one in the Northern Borderline?"
The invincible cavalry had stumbled here, unable to break through the enemy's line of defense, which made the eighth prince extremely embarrassed.
He reorganized the remaining soldiers around him and planned to compete with Jiang Pengji.
No matter how valiant a general was, he was still a human, not a god.
As long as one was human, there would come a time when one would run out of energy.
Don't look at how this little general had defeated three people in a row, but his stamina was probably almost depleted.
"He" could kill a dozen cavalrymen by himself, but "he" could charge all the way to him and kill more than a hundred cavalrymen?
The eighth prince steadied his mind.
However, he soon miscalculated. Not only did Jiang Pengji not show any signs of exhaustion, but she became more and more courageous as she fought.
One slash to kill a little kid!
He had already surpassed God!
When the distance between them was less than 500 feet, the Eighth Prince completely panicked.
500 feet was not far, but it was not close either.
The Eighth Prince was sure that the other party was looking at him and smiling at him with bloodstained eyes.
"Good boys, follow me and kill them. Capture these two soft and tender people alive!"
Jiang Pengji killed the cavalrymen who were surging forward and cut off their long spears. Her attitude was unruly and arrogant.
"Kill them!"
Most of the audience was attracted by the fierce fighting on the battlefield. A few of them noticed Jiang Pengji's side.
Following Jiang Pengji's valiant posture, which was as if she was cutting melons and vegetables, her fangirls and fangirls were frantically calling her.
Shuangyi: "I'm cheering for the streamer. She's so handsome that she's straightened up, as straight as a mosquito coil."
Shufesi Que: "Pfft — the streamer is totally acting like a gangster. What do you mean by" capture these two soft and tender people alive "?"
Yabao Chengshi: "Sob sob sob, I'm more tender than them. When are you going to capture me?"
Kuba Ba Jiedi: "Ever since I watched my Pengpeng's livestream, I feel like I'm more aggressive than my boyfriend. I attack him until his legs turn to jelly!"
If she didn't attack, how could she be called "aggressive"?
Seeing that the two prey were about to escape, Jiang Pengji immediately gave orders to Little White.
"No prey that I've set my eyes on can escape …"
It was not easy for the eighth prince to evacuate with his men.
The surroundings were in chaos. The cavalrymen were caught in a chaotic battle. Not only could they not give full play to their advantage in speed, but it was also easy to cause crowding and trampling.
Jiang Pengji led her men and killed all the way. It was like a sharp blade stabbing into the enemy's flesh. She pulled the blade horizontally and tore a huge hole.
The eighth prince panicked and called for his guards to help him and the seventh prince escape, but how could his guards be a match for Jiang Pengji?
At this moment, a noose fell from the sky and caught him.
Before the Eighth Prince could react, the rope suddenly tightened, and a majestic force came from behind him, pulling him backward and forcing him to fall from the horse's back, causing him to tumble. That was not the end. He was dragged along by the rope, and there were horse hooves all around him!
The eighth prince's right leg was trampled by a horse's hoof. The bone in his leg made a bone-cracking sound, and he fainted from the pain.
Before the eighth prince was trampled to death, Jiang Pengji pulled him up and threw him onto the back of another masterless warhorse, as if throwing something away.
"Eighth brother …"
Everything happened too suddenly. When the seventh prince reacted, the eighth prince had already been dragged to the ground by Jiang Pengji's rope.
His eyes were bloodshot with hatred. The seventh prince used his intact arm to pull out the big sword at his waist and rode toward Jiang Pengji.
"A hero saving the damsel in distress? If you want to save someone, look at who your grandfather is! "
Jiang Pengji did not take him seriously at all. She just stabbed his lower abdomen with the handle of the sword.
Although it was not fatal, the seventh prince had the illusion that he had been trampled by a horse's hoof.
Jiang Pengji used the extra rope to tie the seventh prince's neck.
Very good. Captive + 1.
"Look at the armor on your bodies. It's pretty good. Your status in the Northern Borderline should not be low, right?"
Jiang Pengji, who had killed until her face was covered in blood, finally had the time to care about her captive.
The seventh prince was still somewhat conscious. Blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of monstrous hatred.
"What do you hate?" Jiang Pengji sneered. "You barbarians of the Northern Borderline massacred the three cities of Shangyu, bullied the people at the border, kidnapped and killed innocent women and children, tied them up like livestock, and put them on the backs of horses as trophies of war. When did you ever think that this day would come?"
They killed their husbands' wives and daughters in front of their corpses, and bullied their parents' children in front of their corpses …
When did the Northern Borderline ever think that this day would come?
Jiang Pengji would not use such a despicable method to humiliate them, because whoever did such a thing, no matter who it was, was a beast.
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