Chapter 1025
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Gerta was pleased with himself.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He sneered at Jing Rong. "I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today."
Confidence!
Jing Rong looked around. The enemy had at least two hundred soldiers!
No matter how powerful his twenty men were, they couldn't withstand such a force.
Jing Rong wasn't nervous at all. "If you don't let me leave today, do you think Muzar will let you go?"
"Pfft! Don't mention Muzar to me. He's a coward and won't amount to anything. The world of Hou Liao should be mine and the leader's seat should be mine. As long as I capture you, the entire Great Lin will be mine. "
"The world of Great Lin?" Jing Rong sneered and walked in front of him. "If Muzar doesn't have the ability to do it, you definitely can't."
"You …"
"Before you push Hou Liao into the abyss, hurry up and stop!"
"What do you mean?"
"Do you really think you can threaten the soldiers of Gorge Gate by capturing me? Do you think you can make them listen to you? "
"You're their Prince!" Gerta raised his voice.
Jing Rong found his words amusing. "I'm a prince, yes, and the tens of thousands of soldiers listen to me. But I'm not the center of power and can't control them. Even if you capture me today, it won't be a threat to the Great Lin. In the end, it will only bring trouble to Hou Liao."
Gerta didn't listen to him.
The arrogance in his eyes intensified.
"Fine, then I'll give it a try. Let's see if capturing you is of any use!" Gerta took a few steps back, a sinister and bloodthirsty smile on his face. He raised his hand and ordered, "Whoever catches this big fish today will be heavily rewarded!"
"Roar …"
The morale of the Hou Liao soldiers soared. They raised their broadswords and slashed at the Great Lin's imperial bodyguards.
Two hundred people versus twenty!
It was like throwing an egg against a rock.
But Jing Rong, Ji Huan, and Lang Po's martial arts weren't bad either. If they fought them head-on, they might have a chance of winning.
The surroundings were plunged into a slaughter!
Gerta pointed his broadsword at Jing Rong. "Come, let me try your Central Plains' swordplay."
He raised his broadsword and slashed at the enemy.
Jing Rong unsheathed his sword.
The two of them clashed together.
Geta was clearly not Jing Rong's match.
After a few moves, the former was at a disadvantage.
Taking advantage of Geta's retreat, Jing Rong stabbed his arm with his sword.
Immediately, a few people from Hou Liao came up to him.
They surrounded Jing Rong.
"Your Highness, you go first." Lang Po rushed to his side.
Ji Huan also came over and said softly, "Lang Po, take His Highness to the forest over there. Head south and you'll be out of Houliao's territory. Our Great Lin's troops will be there."
"Good!" Lang Po pulled Jing Rong. "Your Highness, let's go."
Ji Huan brought up the rear.
The two of them broke out of the encirclement and entered the forest.
The next moment, Ji Huan sheathed his sword and suddenly stabbed at the Great Lin guard beside him.
Hmm?
He turned to Geta, "What are you waiting for? Leave this to me!"
Gerta smiled. "If I succeed, you'll be my hero. “
After that, Gerta led a few people into the forest to chase after them.
Ji Huan raised his sword and started killing the Great Lin soldiers.
Jing Rong's men were killed one by one.
One of the guards vomited blood and fell to the ground. He raised his head to look at Ji Huan in shock. "General Ji, you …"
You still don't understand the situation?!
Ji Huan sneered and looked down at him. "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for standing on the wrong side. As for me … I want to take back everything that belongs to me."
With that, he stabbed the sword in his hand into the man's back.
Dead!
The ground was littered with corpses.
The thick stench of blood permeated the air.
Ji Huan looked at the forest in the distance and his expression darkened.
On the other side, Lang Po and Jing Rong were in front while Geta and his men chased after them.
In the end, they were forced into a hopeless situation.
In front of them was a cliff and below it was a fast-flowing river.
Hou Liao's men surrounded them.
Arrows were aimed at him.
There was nowhere to go!
Geta stepped forward. "It's not too late to surrender!"
Jing Rong looked at the cliff behind him and asked Lang Po, "Do you dare?"
"If Your Highness dares, then I dare."
Jing Rong smirked and looked at Geta. "You Hou Liao people can lose, you can die, but never surrender. The same goes for us Great Lin people!"
Eh?
Before Geta could react, Jing Rong had already jumped down with Lang Po.
In an instant, they were submerged!
There was no trace of them.
The river was fast-flowing. If they jumped down, they would die without a doubt.
Geta stood above, his face filled with anger.
By this time, Ji Huan had also caught up.
"Where are they?"
"They jumped down."
"What?" Ji Huan looked down. "Then why aren't you sending people down to look for them?"
"In Hou Liao, this river is called the Dead Man's River. The bottom and downstream are full of thistles and thorns. Jumping down is the same as dying."
"Really?"
Geta angrily clenched his fists. "Now that they're dead, what else can I use to threaten the Central Plains people?"
Damn it!
The lamb in our hands is gone.
After Ji Huan confirmed that Jing Rong was dead, he turned to Geta. "I don't think you have a chance to threaten the Great Lin anymore."
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"There's another way!"
"What is it?" Geta pressed.
Ji Huan's eyes suddenly darkened. He quickly took out a dagger from his waist and ruthlessly slashed at Geta's neck.
It was a throat slit!
Geta didn't even have time to react before his neck was slit.
Blood flowed freely.
His eyes widened, his hands clutching his neck. "You …"
Ji Huan whispered into his ear. "The solution is … you go to hell and find him."
Ah!
His pupils shrank.
Surprise!
Ji Huan put his hand on his back and pushed him down the cliff.
Geta's body was quickly submerged in the water.
The surrounding Hou Liao people didn't react at all, as if they had already expected this.
One of them stepped forward. "General Ji, what should we do next?"
Ji Huan took out a token and handed it to that person. "Go to the Gorge Gate immediately. His Highness has ordered us to immediately send troops to Hou Liao."
That person took the token. "Yes!"
That token belonged to Jing Rong.
Ji Huan stared at the bottom of the cliff. "Jing Rong, this is the price you have to pay."
He narrowed his eyes as he recalled the letter Wei Yi had sent him from the capital.
The general meaning was clear.
Wei Yi wanted to use him to kill Jing Rong.
If he wanted to return to the capital and reclaim everything he had, he had to kill Hou Liao!
They needed each other!
Now that Jing Rong was dead, he had avenged his elder brother.
As long as the Great Lin and Hou Liao went to war, he could lead the troops to destroy Hou Liao and return to the capital.
He would reclaim everything he had.
Wei Yi had already planned everything from the moment he ordered him to follow Jing Rong here.
Step by step, everything was going according to his plan!
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