Chapter 382

But like Chen Sheng and Zhao Da, they were clad in armor, standing behind Gao Yang, their bodies covered in the blood of the Chu army.

The two looked at Gao Yang's back, and then looked at the breathtakingly beautiful Chu Qingluan.

It was worth it!

They hadn't fought to the death to protect Gao Yang in vain!

At this moment, no amount of words could express the emotion in their hearts; they had only one sentence—willing to die for Lord Gao!!!

The Da Qian elites also admired him, their eyes looking at Gao Yang full of longing.

They also had the impulse to work for Gao Yang, not for anything else, just because this waste is shameful!

Wu Zhao's mouth twitched, and she raised her eyes to look at the serious Gao Yang.

These words of Gao Yang made her feel a bit familiar.

She had heard them once in the Rouge Pavilion, and Wu Long was indeed very miserable afterward.

When others say these words, they might not necessarily do it, but when Gao Yang says this, he really does it.

If it were an ordinary woman, even a female general, it would be fine.

But Chu Qingluan's identity was sensitive; if he really did this, the impact would be huge.

Chu Qingluan looked at Wu Zhao; even she couldn't help but panic a little.

"Da Qian Empress, I am the Great Chu Princess; if you want to kill or cut, please give me a quick one, but I will absolutely not agree to this kind of insult!"

"I believe that if my father and my Great Chu court officials learn of this, they will absolutely not let it go!"

Chu Qingluan spoke with threats.

Wu Zhao's phoenix eyes swept over, carrying extreme coldness, "Great Chu Princess, are you threatening me?"

"Hmph!"

Wu Zhao snorted coldly and continued, "Since you led a hundred thousand troops across our Da Qian border and killed our Da Qian people, the relationship between Da Qian and Great Chu has long been one of life and death!"

"Furthermore, you are a defeated general, and your fate is entirely in my hands; threatening is a very stupid thing!"

"First, take the Great Chu Princess into the city and wait for my disposal!"

Wu Zhao said.

Chu Qingluan was instantly taken away.

At this time, Lu Zhen wiped the blood off his face and walked up.

Behind him, several Da Qian soldiers were detaining two people, one wearing a python robe and one wearing armor.

Wu Zhao looked angry, her eyes filled with chilling killing intent.

Prince Wu, Wu Xiong!

Longguan defender, Xue Yi!

The Chu army was indeed hateful, but when it came to the people Wu Zhao hated most, it had to be Wu Xiong and Xue Yi!

These two traitors of Da Qian, the traitors to the country!

Wu Xiong gritted his teeth, feeling desperate.

He never expected that Great Chu would lose, and even the Chu Princess would be captured alive; everything was over...

His dream of becoming Emperor was instantly shattered, like a flower in a mirror or the moon in the water; it was all just a dream!

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit; this time I lost, but heaven didn't end you, Wu Zhao!"

"But believe me, you, a woman, cannot sit firmly on this empire!"

Wu Xiong knew that begging for mercy was useless, so he immediately spoke toughly, his face full of coldness.

Xue Yi knelt and looked at Wu Zhao, begging for mercy, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, spare my life!"

"It was my pig oil-covered heart, I was confused for a moment, please spare my life!"

Wu Xiong immediately became angry at his lack of backbone and shouted loudly, "Rebellion is a capital crime; begging for mercy is also death; instead of dying on your knees, it's better to die standing!"

Wu Zhao said coldly, watching the two, "If you don't beg me, how would you know?"

"What if I am merciful?"

The next second, Wu Xiong knelt down.

"Your Majesty, considering our past relationship, spare your Imperial Uncle; this time it was your Imperial Uncle's pig oil-covered heart, your Imperial Uncle was wrong."

Gao Yang saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

In the past, when he was lying on the courtyard wall and spraying at Gao Feng, he also lowered his head like this.

But he knew in his heart that according to Wu Zhao's temper and character, this begging for mercy was useless.

Wu Zhao's gaze looked at Xue Yi, killing intent chilling.

"As a Longguan defender, for your own selfish interests, you colluded with Prince Wu and let the Chu army pass through Longguan, causing our Da Qian to suffer this disaster; you are simply unforgivable!"

The next second.

The sword light flashed, blooming with cold light.

On Xue Yi's chest, a long bloodstain appeared, bringing up bright red blood.

"This sword is for those innocent Da Qian people who died!"

Then, Wu Zhao brought her sword down again.

"This sword is for those good men who defended Changan and died in battle!"

Immediately after, the sword light flashed across his throat, carrying a cavity of anger.

"This sword is for the anger in my heart!"

Three swords later, Xue Yi's head fell to the ground, and he became a corpse.

The Da Qian soldiers on the side saw this scene and were all excited.

These three swords also vented the anger in their hearts.

Wu Xiong felt cold in his heart, not expecting Wu Zhao to be so ruthless!

At this time, Wu Zhao looked at Wu Xiong.

"Your life and death are not decided by me."

Wu Xiong heard this and instantly looked happy.

But immediately after, he saw Wu Zhao say to Gao Yang, "Great Chu Princess, let me think about it."

"But this Prince Wu, I leave him to you; whether you whip, pinch fingers, use tiger benches, or branding irons, nail-pulling, sitting on ice, water torture, or palace torture, you can play as you like."

"Even if you don't waste it and let your subordinates line up, I will follow you!"

Gao Yang saw this and bowed, "I won't hide it from Your Majesty, I respect hard bones the most, and I like hard bones the most!"

"Ordinary soft persimmons are too boring! Hard bones are fun!"

Saying this, Gao Yang looked at Wu Xiong with a hehehe smile.

He even licked his dry lips.

This smile, falling into Wu Xiong's eyes, was like a devil!

His scalp tingled.

Whipping, finger-pinching, tiger benches, branding irons, nail-pulling, sitting on ice, water torture, palace torture...

Even not wasting it and letting subordinates line up.

What did this mean?

To tell the truth, Wu Xiong wasn't very afraid at first; after all, if the head falls, it's just a bowl-sized scar; rebellion requires being prepared to die.

But now, he was a little afraid.

Falling into the hands of the Living Yama, he was afraid that death would be considered a kind of happiness...

Chen Sheng and Zhao Da also looked at Wu Xiong with a bit of pity, but facing Wu Xiong, lining up was avoided.

Soon, Wu Zhao rode her tall horse and led the army toward Changan.

Gao Yang saw this and followed slowly behind Wu Zhao.

The golden sunlight shone on him, and his whole body felt a comfortable ease.

A hero—whoever wants to be one can be one; being a playboy is refreshing!

After this battle.

He, Gao Yang, could finally breathe a sigh of relief; life could finally return to listening to music in the brothel.

Wonderful!

Not dying in a great battle—this must be enjoyed.

But what made Gao Yang a bit egg-hurting was.

In this battle, as a poisonous strategist, his trump cards had been exposed so much.