Mu Zar looked at him with pain and disappointment.
He had watched him grow up.
Alxa glared at him angrily. His eyes were filled with unwillingness and confusion. He had arranged everything properly. What had gone wrong? What had gone wrong?
Until the moment Third Master entered —
He was shocked. "You … how could it be you? Didn't you bring the troops to transport the rations? "
Third Master stood at the side, his gaze deep. He sighed. "If Mu Zar did not intentionally divert us, how would he have lured you out?"
"So, so you already knew and purposely set up a trap for me." He suddenly realized.
"We did not know that you were the one who colluded with Yuan Shihao!"
"Hahaha …"
He laughed, extremely pitiful. He laughed at his own stupidity.
In the end, in front of these shrewd eagles, he was just a fledgling. Like Muzar, the Third Master had watched Arxa grow up. He had even taught him archery and horsemanship and treated him like his own son. After his father Charan passed away, the Third Master had helped him many times and taught him many things. Who would have thought that the seemingly harmless Arxa would become so powerful?
Who would have thought that the seemingly harmless Alxa would hide his hatred and collude with Yuan Shihao to take over Hou Liao.
No matter how wrong he was, there were no serious consequences.
And Mu Zar could not bear to kill him, so he ordered his men to lock him up. After this battle, he would settle the score with him.
As he was dragged out, Alxa shouted, "Mu Zar, you better kill me. As long as I don't die, I will definitely kill you."
His voice was dragged further and further away …
Third Master frowned and sighed. He asked Mu Zar, "What do you plan to do?"
Mu Zar picked up the dagger on the ground and used his sleeve to wipe the blood and dust off it. His eyes were filled with sadness.
After a long time —
"Cha Lan only had this one son. I have to preserve his bloodline."
In other words, he would not punish Alxa.
Third Master agreed with his decision.
Five days later.
Hou Liao's troops had all set up camps around Yue Dan's camp.
Yuan Shihao had also waited for five days but did not receive news that Alxa had captured Mu Zar. Instead, he waited for the horn to signal the start of battle.
It came from all directions!
Yue Dan and Hou Liao fought on this grassland for half a month.
Ma Yinghao's ambition had become a sharp sword stabbing towards him …
In the end, Yue Dan lost.
Sai He captured Ba Tu and dragged him to an open space, allowing his soldiers to surround him.
Back then, he had diarrhea, so he was beaten up by Ba Tu. He had always remembered this grudge!
Today, I must take my revenge!
"Ba Tu, I've said it before. Sooner or later, I will personally kill you." Sai He said.
Ba Tu looked at him, holding a bloodstained dagger in his hand. He scolded, "Loser!"
"You …"
"Fight me one-on-one if you have the ability."
"That's exactly what I was thinking." Sai He coldly snorted, "If you win, I'll break my arms and let you go. If you lose, I'll dig out your heart, dig out your brain, and eat your flesh."
Thus, the two of them fought one on one.
They were similar in size and strength.
In the end, Sai He won!
The dagger in his hand was pressed against Ba Tu's neck.
"If you spare me, I promise to get out of the Western Fortress."
"Spare you?"
"Sai He, I know we have a grudge in the past, but if you let me go, my life will be yours from now on. I'll be at your disposal."
Hmph!
Those who are afraid of death are never worth keeping!
Sai He saw through his scheme and said, "Do you want to wait for Ma Yinghao to come and save you? He can't even protect himself right now and is running away. He won't be able to take care of you. Your life is mine. "
Ba Tu trembled and lowered his eyes. His face was ashen.
Sai He raised his dagger and chopped off Ba Tu's head.
Blood splattered all over the ground.
In the end, he couldn't escape death!
…
Ma Yinghao rushed out of the encirclement with a dozen of his men. He rode back to the western grasslands and planned to make a comeback.
However, he forgot that there were pursuers behind him and an ambush in front of him.
Jing Rong knew that once Ma Yinghao was defeated, he would definitely escape back to Yue Dan. Thus, he brought Mo Ruo, Wu Lihan, and the others along the way to ambush him, waiting for him to take the bait.
From afar, they saw Ma Yinghao's cavalry approaching. Wu Lihan ordered the archers to get ready and shoot at the front hooves of the horses.
One fell, two fell, three fell …
All fell off their horses.
Ma Yinghao tumbled and ate a mouthful of dirt.
When they got up one by one, they were already surrounded.
Ma Yinghao's body was covered in wounds and blood. His eyes were red. Was it blood?
He looked at the two people blocking his way and was extremely shocked.
One was Jing Rong, who had escaped right under his nose.
The other was Bai Yin, who he had almost poisoned to death.
His eyes trembled.
"Bai Yin?"
Bai Yin's face was cold and her eyes were devoid of emotion.
Ma Yinghao knew that he couldn't escape even if he had wings. His only chance of survival was to grab hold of Bai Yin. He said, "Bai Yin, you and I are brothers. We've been brothers for so many years. Now, you want to join forces with them to kill me?"
"Brothers?" Bai Yin sneered. "If you treated me as a brother, you wouldn't have poisoned me."
"It was Ah Mu Lang. He was worried that you would be bribed by Hou Liao so he wanted to kill you behind my back. Bai Yin, I have always treated you as a brother. In the past and now, as long as you protect me, I will give you half of this world."
'Forget it.'
Bai Yin was unmoved. She stared into his eyes and took a step back. "The only thing I can do is to ensure that you die here."
"Ah!"
He obviously couldn't grab hold of this life-saving straw.
Jing Rong looked at Ma Yinghao's faintly trembling face and said, "As the saying goes, the loser is like a bandit. The outcome has already been decided. You succeeded because of your heart, and you also lost because of your heart. Today, no one can save you."
Ma Yinghao laughed. "Even if I die, I won't surrender to you." Then, he ordered, "Kill!"
In the end, the defeated soldiers could only struggle at death's door for a while.
They couldn't escape the fate of being killed one by one.
Ma Yinghao was thrown to the ground by Jing Rong. In a flash, a sharp sword was pressed between his eyebrows.
It was only a hair's breadth away.
Jing Rong looked down at him. "I said that I would take your head. I will keep my word."
Ma Yinghao fell to the ground in a sorry state. He spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the sharp sword at his eyebrows, he panted and asked, "Who are you?"
"So what if a dying man knows?"
"..."
"However, I don't mind telling you."
Jing Rong sheathed his sword, bent down and whispered something in Ma Yinghao's ear.
At the same time, Ma Yinghao's body trembled. His eyes widened.
Unbelievable!
He opened his mouth. "You … You are …"
Before he could finish …
Jing Rong raised the sword in his hand and beheaded him.
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