(MTL) When will the eldest prince seize the throne?

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Chapter 31

    On the battlefield, the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke can still be smelled.

    There were struggling horses and the bodies of dead Northern cavalrymen all over the place.

    Looking at the corpses all over the ground, many soldiers in the King's Guard Battalion felt like they were dreaming.

    Before coming here, they learned that Bei Rong would send troops to start a prairie fire, and the next step was to attack Sucheng, and everyone was panicked.

    The Beirong people are the lingering nightmare in the Daqi army. When many talents were soldiers, they would have nightmares. They dreamed that they were fighting with the Beirong cavalry, and they were gutted and even roasted.

    But the king of the county told everyone categorically that we have the magic weapon Zhentianlei in our hands, as long as we follow the formations we practiced on weekdays and cooperate with our teammates to fight the enemy bravely, we will surely win.

    Thinking of the power of the divine soldiers shaking the sky and thunder, and thinking of the county king's repeated use of soldiers like gods to lead them to kill those fierce horse bandits, everyone was not so afraid.

    When they arrived on the battlefield, they were shocked to see those mighty and strong Beirong cavalrymen crying for their father and mother after being blown up by the thunder. Because it is also the first time they have seen the effect of Zhentianlei on the battlefield.

    Then when the drums are beating, they instinctively follow the usual training and exercises, and coordinate with their teammates to slash at the enemy.

    A big battle ended quickly, and looking at the corpses all over the ground, I still felt unreal.

    Until the cheers of Liaoyuan defenders came from the city wall:

    "Open the city gate! Welcome the king into the city!"

    The city gate weighing tens of thousands of kilograms passed through the control valve and rose upward with a dull creaking sound. The defenders above and the helpers below the city wall The common people had poured out of the city one after another, knelt down in line at the city gate, and shouted in unison:

    "Please enter the city!"

    Looking at the excited and grateful eyes of the Liaoyuan soldiers and civilians, the soldiers of the guard battalion had this feeling. In order to gain a sense of reality, did they really defeat the Beirong cavalry who were invincible on the battlefield, or did they win 13,000 with 3,000, and solve the danger of the prairie fire!

    The guard battalion was still cleaning the battlefield, facing the warm invitation from Liaoyuan soldiers and civilians, Li Xun rode his horse and walked over.

    "Neighbors and soldiers, please get up!"

    Someone among the people shouted immediately:

    "The Liaoyuan has been waiting for the king for a long time! Please invite the king to enter the city and control the prairie fire! If the king doesn't allow it, I can't wait!

    " Zhongzao had longed for the county king, and when he heard this, many low-level soldiers immediately echoed:

    "Yes, the county king won't allow it, I can't wait!" "The     county

    king won't allow it, I can't wait!"

Few have heard of the reputation of the king of the county, but they all have eyes, and they can clearly see that the noble king of the county in front of them descended from the sky with the magic soldiers, defeated Beirong, and saved them from the end of their families being ruined.