Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 656 People are panicking, Song Chengze is dead? (2)
"Boss, those Beidi people are very cunning. Song Chengze was rescued. In this scene, our people are mixed with them, and we can't shoot arrows—" The Nanman people couldn't help being anxious.

"Song Chengze dared to attack our clansmen. He obviously didn't give us a way to survive. We must intercept them, regardless of casualties." A patriarch of the Nanman tribe said, his eyes were viciously watching the blood and flesh in front of him. Fei scene, "Has the identity of the girl who took him away been verified?"

"It's from the Song family in Nantang, probably Song Chengze's cousin." The confidant beside him replied.

"Song Chengze! Nantang Song family, good!" The patriarch gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "Today they dare to attack my Nanman clansman, even if they can't do anything to them today, then I will definitely do it in the future. Let them pay the price. No one from the Song family in Nantang will live!"

What happened this time, Song Chengze did go too far, enough to constitute a reason for the Southern barbarians to pursue him fiercely.

At this time, the Nanman people hated him deeply, but Song Chuxi put on an obvious protective attitude to save him from trouble. In this way, those Nanman people would only vent their anger and expel all their hatred and anger. And count it on her.

Song Chengze's move this time was indeed sinister enough. If, as Yin Shu estimated, once he set fire to the mountain, the losses of the Southern barbarians would be even greater. Those who survived by then would bear the burden of extermination. Hatred, but after all, his strength is limited, and when he wants to seek revenge from Song Chuxi, he may not have that strength.

And now he used the act of massacring the village to completely anger the Southern barbarians face to face. At this time, these Southern barbarians saw the elders of the clan being killed, and the hatred in their hearts might not be a little less than the destruction of the entire clan. They would also hold grudges.

And under such circumstances, the strength of the Nanman tribe still exists. In the future, they will put pressure on Song Chuxi in an all-round way. For Song Chuxi, this will definitely be an insurmountable crisis.

Song Chuxi also knew that he had no good intentions, but she had no choice.

Under heavy guards, the group of people fought and retreated, slowly withdrew from the village, and retreated along the original road.

The Southern barbarians were chasing after them, and they also wanted to kill them all on the spot.

Wei Lin pushed Song Chengze back, and turned his head to look at Song Chuxi worriedly, "There are so many people in the Nanman, our losses have already exceeded half, Miss Fourth, if this continues, the rest of the people won't last long of."

Song Chuxi knew exactly what the situation in front of him was.

She didn't speak, but retreated on the back road with full vigilance.

Wei Lin knew that it was impossible for her to give up on Song Chengze, so he didn't try to persuade her at all, and just directed the soldiers to resist with all their strength.

The two sides fought from sunset until it was completely dark. The fire on the ruins in the distance flickered faintly, but it made the environment in the mountain even more eerie.

Song Chengze was hijacked by Wei Lin, and has been submissive, and at this moment he couldn't help but look back at Song Chuxi and said, "I didn't see it, but you really take Yin Shu seriously, but you have worked so hard Protecting him, I am still wondering, is it just to repay him for protecting you, or—"

As Song Chengze said, a deep smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his tone became more cold and ironic: "Is it because once he dies, you will have no way to explain to the emperor in Tianjing?"

If such a major incident happened in the army here, the emperor will definitely ask about it later, if he is told to lose another prince here——

This gave him another good reason to attack.

Song Chengze was clearly gloating.

Song Chuxi didn't even have a lawsuit with him for saliva, but just commanded the people around him to resist the attack of the southern barbarians with full vigilance, and tried his best to open up a way out.

So Song Chengze stopped making fun of himself, and only curled the corner of his lower lip playfully, and stopped talking.

Those southern barbarians were pressing very hard, almost refusing to give up an inch, and kept suppressing these people from Song Chuxi's side to death.

Wei Lin and the others were covered in blood and sweat, but the situation in front of them was still deteriorating.

The two sides had been stalemate for two hours, and after nightfall, the air in the dense forest was even colder to the bone.

Seeing that her side was struggling to support and retreating steadily, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly turned her head to Wei Lin and said, "Give me the fire on your body."

"Miss Four—" Wei Lin was afraid that she would resort to extraordinary means, but he hesitated.

"Give it to me!" Song Chuxi repeated with a strong tone.

Wei Lin had no choice but to take out the fire pocket from his arms and hand it to her.

Song Chuxi firmly grasped the fire bag in his hand, then decisively squeezed forward from under the heavy guards, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Stop all of them!"

The people on her side wanted to stop, but those southern barbarians were red-eyed. Under the strong attack, if they didn't fight back, they would only have a dead end, and the situation was completely out of control.

Song Chuxi glanced around sharply, snatched a bow and arrow from a soldier hanging around his waist, drew the bow and set the arrow, and shot at the patriarch who was in command of the southern barbarians.

At that time, the man was sitting high on the horse, killing people wantonly with full arrogance.

The cold arrow whizzed past, Song Chuxi's arrow was actually not powerful, at the critical moment, he just grabbed the arrow firmly with a backhand.

And Song Chuxi's arrow really enraged him completely.

The man looked ferociously at the direction of the cold arrow, Song Chuxi raised his hand and raised the fire folder in his hand, and said loudly: "The people who told you to stop immediately, or I will burn the whole mountain with fire. .”

Her voice was clear and loud, and it sounded more and more pure in the night.

Immediately, the patriarch's expression froze slightly, but the confidant beside him hurriedly said in shock: "Patriarch—"

"Still not stopping?" Song Chuxi repeated again, saying that he was about to pull out the fire pocket.

In this dense forest, it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the ground is full of withered grass and fallen leaves. If it is accidentally ignited, the effect will be unimaginable.

Hearing her cold tone, the patriarch didn't dare to take the risk, he raised his hand reluctantly, "Stop—"

The people fighting on both sides stopped in unison. Of the 2000 people that Song Chuxi brought here, there are only a few hundred left at this time. Everyone is covered in blood, showing obvious horrors. They just took a breath at this moment. , hurriedly retreated to Song Chuxi's side, nervously on guard.

The patriarch on the opposite side rode his horse and walked up to the people, staring at them with a cold face.

In the crowd, that girl was dressed in a military uniform. In fact, she should be the most inconspicuous existence, but in this bleak night, her thin figure with a straight back gave people a very strong and cold feeling. It has a deterrent effect that is hard to ignore.

(End of this chapter)