C62 The Mutiny(2)

Ji Cheng exerted all of his strength in this kick, causing Second Brother's blood to boil. He was afraid that he would lose too much face and forcefully swallowed a mouthful of blood back into his stomach, but he was unable to say anything.

"If you don't say anything, then it means that you are convinced." Ji Cheng threw the silver spear to the soldier and walked to the Second Prince with empty hands. "Second Brother, we are still good brothers from now on. Haha..." He laughed and stretched out his hand to support and stroke it, then he let the turbid air flow down. Seeing that his expression had returned to normal, he let go of the spear. "Thank you, Liu, for letting me go."

It was not shameful for the grasslanders to win in a battle. If it was a real martial arts arena, as long as they did not cheat or cheat, even if they lost, it would still be glorious. The Second Prince knew that Little Twelve was helping him to control his internal energy. If he continued to fight with his spear, he was afraid that it would hurt his internal organs, and his hatred for him would be reduced by half.

"I lost." Calming his breathing, the Second Prince admitted defeat. Just as he was about to pack up and leave, he heard the neighing of horses. Half a mile away from the camp, dust was flying everywhere. It was obvious that there were cavalry charging over.

"Not good." Ji Cheng pulled the second prince into the camp. "Close the door of the camp. Someone is going to riot." The surrendered soldiers were frightened. They had useless weapons in their hands. What could a camp door resist?

Ji Cheng did not enter the camp himself. He stood in front of the camp with a dozen of his personal followers. He said to the five thousand surrendered soldiers in the camp, "Everyone..." He smiled heroically, "If someone dares to fight me, I'm afraid they will not be able to last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. However, as long as Ji Cheng still has a breath left in him, no one will be able to take half a step into the camp."

"The Twelfth Prince is so bold." The deputy commander of the surrendered soldiers was sincerely convinced by Ji Cheng's protection. "If we don't die today, we will definitely be loyal to the Twelfth Prince in the future. After death. " The surrendered soldiers behind him also shouted at the same time, "Loyal to him, loyal to him after death!"

At the same time, there were shouts of battle coming from behind Ji Cheng, "The soldiers of Great Zhou dare to insult my prince, kill all the soldiers, and avenge the second prince's shame."

The Second Prince knew that he had been used at this moment, and he immediately regretted it. He raised his knife and rode on his horse to stop Ji Cheng, but was stopped by Ji Cheng's long spear. "Liu, please take a look..." He pointed at the military flag and said, "Who are these people from? Second Brother thinks they will listen to your orders?"

His words made the second prince choke. The chaotic army also rushed in front of him. "Second Prince, we have come to avenge you." The general in front was about to lead the army and set foot on the camp.

Ji Cheng did not make a sound. The long spear in his hand shot out like a rainbow. Before everyone could see clearly, the general in the lead had been stabbed by the horse. "Who dares to come?!"

The second prince who was watching by the side was shocked. He thought that if he were in ___'s place, he would not be able to withstand this spear either. He also understood that his brother had shown mercy earlier. Although the Second Prince treated Zhou Ren viciously, he still had the straightforward nature of a grasslander man in his bones. This time, he sincerely convinced himself that he had lost. If he admitted defeat, he would have to listen to the Marshal's orders. This was a bet, the grassland people would never go back on their word. The second prince was the same. From then on, the second prince listened to the marshal's orders and did not speak in detail.

Who would have thought that Ji Cheng would really dare to be the general of the surrendered soldiers? Ji Cheng only needed one move to show his power. Standing on his horse, he said hatefully, "I have orders that whoever kills a surrendered soldier, he will not be pardoned. All of you actually dared to brazenly come to this camp. As expected, you don't want to live anymore? "

The few people at the front were naturally the trusted aides of a certain prince. They knew that their goal today was not to kill the surrendered soldiers. Instead, they wanted to use this to weaken the prestige of the Grand Marshal before them and take his place. They suddenly saw that Ji Cheng's exquisite spear technique was also very shocking, but he could not withstand the lewd might of his own prince. He could not bear the reputation of being a coward who feared death.

The few of them gave each other a look, and at the same time, they rode their horses and attacked from three sides. However, they shouted, "You are indeed a child of the South. You are determined to fight against the South. Everyone, let's attack together." After using a vicious move, the general beside him continued to shout, "Take down this bullsh * t Marshal and send him to the King. The King will naturally fall."

Another person took over and said, "The King is naturally on our side. However, there are only a few thousand surrendered soldiers. Were we not able to kill much in the past?"

He was not afraid at all to fight three Ji Cheng alone. He silently recited what his master had taught him and waved the silver spear into an airtight defense barrier. "I will give you one more chance. If you don't stop now, you will be judged as your superior."

When the Qi Family's spear was used for defense, it would immediately be used for short. However, after seven or eight rounds, Ji Cheng had already realized his defeat. His men and horses were about to be forced to the gate of the camp. "If you don't listen to my advice, don't blame me for being heartless!"

He swept his staff across a large area and drew a line with his spear. Ji Cheng's body nimbly aimed at a gap. With a flash of silver light, his spear stabbed into one of the men's shoulders.

At this moment, the man had already fallen off his horse and rolled on the ground. Using the length of the silver spear, he swept it towards the legs of the horses. Instantly, several screams rang out, and the remaining two generals fell off their horses. Ji Cheng jumped up, stepping on a man with a spear, and pointed at a man. In a split second, he suppressed the three generals. "Tie him up!"

Ji Cheng only had a dozen or so personal bodyguards around him. These people were surrounded by the other chaotic troops. Although they did not fight the generals, it was not possible to tie them up. After a long while, the gate of the garrison opened. Seven or eight Zhou soldiers came out with hemp ropes and tied them up in no time. They pushed them in front of Ji Cheng.

"Get out of the way." Ji Cheng swept his silver spear and cleared a path. "Bring the living man and the corpse with you to see my father."

At this moment, the chaos that had settled down suddenly became chaotic again. From the direction of the Second Prince, the Third Prince, and the Fourth Prince's tent, dust rose up and covered the sky as they headed in that direction.

Ji Cheng cursed in his heart. This disturbance had clearly turned into a riot. He was afraid that he would not be able to stop it if he did not send troops to suppress it.

He did not have the time to think about it in a hurry. He led a group of surrendered soldiers to escort the Second General back into the camp. He took out a signal grenade from his chest and shot it into the sky. The smoke grenade flew into the sky and stared at the second prince. "I'll have to trouble second brother to go back and discipline his subordinates."