"Brother, I can't turn back now, I can only follow the captain." Wu Meng turned his face away and said sadly.

"Wu Fan, you are a cowardly and stupid person, you are not worthy of inheriting the throne of the king of Nanyue at all, Wu Meng is a hundred times better than you!" At this time, Zhao Fan still didn't forget to provoke.

"Second brother, Dali Feng Qianye has found out that the queen mother did not die at the hands of the little sister, but caused by Zhao Fan's poisoning, you must not recognize the thief as your father!" Wu Fan shouted.

Wu Meng was stunned, when his mother died, he also went to check the injury, and he still suspects that the little sister's knife is not deep, and it is not in the critical position, why did it take the life of the queen mother?

When it came to the revenge of killing his mother, Wu Meng couldn't calm down anymore, pulled out the sword on his waist, pointed at Zhao Fan and asked angrily, "Zhao Fan, is there such a thing?" ”

"Meng'er, do you believe Wu Fan or me? I watched you grow up, but what did Wu Chen and Wu Fan do to you? Zhao Fan didn't want to admit it at first.

But Wu Meng is not a fool, he roared with red eyes: "I only believe in myself!" Say, did you kill the queen mother? ”

"So what, I didn't do this so that you could succeed to the throne? And your mother is not self-respecting, and she has had an affair with wild men outside the palace all the year round, and I am also for your face. Didn't you also hurt ......" Zhao Fan did not move, and before he finished speaking, he told Wu Meng, no matter how rude he was, he shook out the matter of killing Princess Ling.

Wu Meng was stunned on the spot again, but the revenge of killing his mother had already been covered up, not to mention that Zhao Fan was still humiliating his deceased mother here. Wu Meng flicked his horse's head, raised his sword and stabbed at Zhao Fan, and roared angrily: "Traitor, even if I, Wu Meng, die here today, I will avenge my mother!" ”

"Second brother, don't do this!" Wu Fan shouted anxiously.

Wu Meng has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has some fists and feet, but Zhao Fan did not pull out his sword to block it, and waved back coldly, and a feather arrow suddenly flew out, and with a pop, it shot through Wu Meng's chest.

"Whoever doesn't use it for me, die!" Zhao Fan looked at Wu Meng with a distorted face, and there was no trace of affection in his eyes.

Wu Meng turned over and fell off the horse, looked at Wang Baoyu's brother Wu Fan with complicated eyes, raised his fingers slightly, and then hung down weakly, and died on the spot, a tear of remorse suddenly slipped from the corner of his eye.

It was the dwarf who fired this arrow, and from this point of view, this person was one of the killers carefully cultivated by Zhao Fan.

"Zhao Fan! If you dare to kill my second brother, I will kill you today! Wu Fan shouted in pain, riding the horse and about to rush over, Wang Baoyu regretted Wu Meng's death at the same time, and hurriedly let people pull Wu Fan to death, he didn't know kung fu, he must have been sent to death in the past.

"Zhao Fan, you will definitely die today." Wang Baoyu gritted his teeth and said.

"Hmph, it's not certain who will die." Zhao Fanman didn't care, in his opinion, Wu Meng was just a drag, and there was nothing at all when he died.

The second prince died under everyone's noses, and the South Vietnamese soldiers were in a commotion. Zhao Fan turned around and said loudly: "Wu Meng killed Princess Ling and expelled the county lord, it is against humanity, this kind of person must no longer live in the world, I just obeyed the will of heaven and shot this person." Anyone who is not satisfied can be buried with him! ”

The South Vietnamese soldiers were stunned, looking at each other, although they remained silent, but they looked at Zhao Fan with a little disgust in their eyes, this person is the person who should not live in the world.

"Taiwei, you actually killed the second prince?" General Han Zikui looked at Wu Meng's corpse and asked coldly.

"South Vietnam has been the territory of my Zhao clan since ancient times, and it will not be the turn of the Wu clan to call the shots at all. General Han, rush out with me, wait for me to clean up the soldiers and horses, expel the enemy, and then make you a great general, and enjoy the supreme glory. Zhao Fan said, his ambition was undoubtedly exposed, and the reason why he promoted Wu Meng to the throne was that the ultimate goal was to usurp the throne and claim the throne himself.

"Good! As soon as he relied on the captain. Han Zikui said, raised his iron whip high, and looked at this side.

The big battle was about to start, Qian Mo held a hammer and slowly came to the front of the two armies, Zhao Fan urged: "General Han, as long as you try your best to defeat this person, the rest are not to be afraid!" ”

Han Zikui nodded, suddenly waved the whip, and there was a deafening whip sound, and with a scream, Han Zikui's whip accurately wrapped the dwarf archer behind Zhao Fan and pulled him into the air.

The iron whip swung in the air and threw the man towards Qian Mo.

Qian Mo laughed, and the double hammer slammed into the middle, and the dwarf who tried to shoot Wang Baoyu was beaten into a meat patty, and the dead could not die again.

"Han Zikui, you, you ......" Zhao Fan looked frightened, quickly pulled out his sword, took a step back, and pointed at Han Zikui.

"Zhao Fan! It's just that I, Han, was confused for a while, and actually followed you, a disloyal and unrighteous traitor, to kill you today and avenge the queen and the second prince! Han Zikui scolded loudly.

"Quickly take Han Zikui down for me, make the marquis a knight, and give me a thousand taels of gold!" Zhao Fan hurriedly beckoned back, but none of the South Vietnamese soldiers moved, and I don't know who took the lead in shouting to avenge the queen and the second prince.

Before the war, there was civil strife, of course Wang Baoyu was happy to see this, and hurriedly ordered Qian Mo to retreat temporarily, Wu Fan shouted loudly: "General Han, if you kill this person, I, Wu Fan, will remember the great grace in this life." ”

Han Zikui arched his hand at this side, and with a snap, the iron whip accurately knocked down the sword in Zhao Fan's hand, Zhao Fan covered his bleeding arm in pain, and scolded loudly: "Han Zikui, if you don't have the support of my Zhao Fan, how can you have today, and you will be a revenge man, and you will not die well!" ”

Han Zikui didn't answer, the iron whip in his hand swung into several black snakes, swept towards Zhao Fan, and a miserable cry came one after another, Zhao Fan was soon whipped by the iron whip, and his clothes were all in tatters, and his body was covered with blood.

"Traitor, go to death!" Han Zikui roared angrily, the iron whip accurately wrapped around Zhao Fan's neck, dragged him like this, and galloped wildly, Zhao Fanzhi pounced for less than three seconds and stopped struggling.

And Han Zikui's suffocated anger exploded at this moment, roaring and running round and round, dragging out blood marks on the ground, which was unbearable. By the time Han Zikui stopped his horse and pulled back the bloody iron whip, Zhao Fan was already blurred with flesh and blood, and he died on the spot, unable to see his original appearance at all.

This situation occurred, but Wang Baoyu, Mo Qianxun and others did not expect, Mo Qianxun couldn't help but sigh: "Han Zikui can finally restrain himself from the precipice and distinguish between right and wrong, but it is also respectable." ”

Zhao Fan had been killed, Wang Baoyu and the others were quietly waiting for Han Zikui's next move, what everyone didn't expect was that Han Zikui raised his whip and pointed at Qian Mo and said: "I have heard the name of King Wuxi for a long time, do you dare to fight with me!" ”