Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

Chapter 194 Escape from battle

But I don’t know what he saw, the smile on his face slowly froze.

Tuoba Jiangheng had excellent eyesight and kept staring at the burning fuse.

So when the fuse was about to burn to the gunpowder, it suddenly went out, and the smile on his face froze.

He took a deep breath and comforted himself that the bundle of gunpowder might have been damp, so he turned his attention to other gunpowder.

One bundle, two bundles, three bundles, four bundles...all extinguished!

"What happened? Who started the fire?"

These soldiers had never seen a new weapon called gunpowder, so how could they know why the fuse of gunpowder would go out?

But the soldiers who had already started the fire, Tuoba Jiangheng, could not hide behind.

After all, he is their Seventh Prince, and a single word from him can cost them their lives.

So a few people walked out in some panic.

"Seventh Prince, we were the ones who started the fire."

Tuoba Jiangheng looked at the extinguished fuses with bloodshot eyes.

"How did you light the fire? Why did the fuse go out halfway through?"

Several people looked at each other, they didn't know why the fuse went out.

"Seventh Prince, we lit the fire just as you said."

Tuoba Jiangheng turned his attention to the soldiers who were placing the gunpowder.

"How did you place the gunpowder? Why did the fuse go out?"

The faces of the people who were responsible for taking the gunpowder out of the box and arranging it turned pale.

Because they had all touched gunpowder with their own hands and knew that gunpowder was wet.

How can something wet be ignited?

A Beidong soldier stood up timidly and answered.

"Seventh Prince, the gunpowder feels damp. Could this be the reason?"

Tuoba Jiangheng's eyes were bloodshot, his brows were furrowed, and he looked extremely angry.

"How could it be damp? I personally inspected the gunpowder yesterday and there was nothing wrong with it."

In order to avoid being blamed by the Seventh Prince, the soldier looked at the other person in charge of placing the gunpowder with an inquiring look.

Those people obviously also discovered this problem, but they had never seen this kind of weapon.

I saw that the whole box was damp and didn't suspect anything.

"Seventh Prince, it is indeed as he said, there is still some dripping gunpowder at the bottom."

"what?!"

Tuoba Jiangheng almost collapsed when he heard the news.

Unconvinced, he ran to the nearest place where gunpowder was stored and picked up the gunpowder that was lightly covered.

I could smell the smell of urine before I even got close.

I also felt a wet touch on my hands.

In an instant he seemed to understand something.

He didn't care about the dirt on his hands and went to the next gunpowder hiding place.

Once again stimulated by the smell of urine, his head buzzed and he felt like fainting.

The moment before he fell to the ground, there were only two words in his mind: "It's over!"

"Your Majesty the Seventh Prince!"

"Your Majesty the Seventh Prince!"

"Your Majesty the Seventh Prince!"

Several screams rang out at the same time, and when everyone rushed to Tuoba Jiangheng's side, he had already fallen heavily to the ground.

As luck would have it, he fell on a bundle of gunpowder.

The soldier ran to Tuoba Jiangheng and pinched his philtrum.

Tuoba Jiangheng fainted but was rescued within a few moments.

Before he could react to what was happening, a disgusting smell of urine came into his nose in an unstoppable manner.

Suddenly, his memory before fainting was awakened, and he sat up with a start.

Not caring about the darkness before his eyes, he turned around and touched something, and sure enough, he felt a handful of wet gunpowder.

Unconvinced, he put his hand to his nose and sniffed, the smell going straight to the top of his head.

It made him suddenly feel like he didn't want this hand anymore.

Time waits for no one, and he has no time to worry about whether he still wants that hand.

Because the Dongxia army led by Leng Qingyi was approaching.

"Seventh Prince, is gunpowder unusable?"

"Should we run then?"

"Why are you running away to fight them?"

"Do you want to see how many people the other party has brought and how to fight?"

"We in Beidong have already lost nearly 200,000 warriors. If any more of us die, Beidong will be truly finished."

The man who proposed to fight with Dongxia shut his mouth in disappointment.

"Seventh Prince, make a decision quickly. The Dongxia army is upon us."

"Why don't we surrender? Dongxia has always been kind and righteous, so they won't kill us all."

Even though Tuoba Jiangheng was dizzy at the moment, he understood what the man said.

He slapped the man in the face with his backhand.

"Surrender to your father!"

"Warriors of North Winter, the royal court is behind us. If we retreat today, North Winter will cease to exist."

"Pick up your weapons and kill!"

Although Tuoba Jiangheng shouted with great righteousness, he did not charge with the soldiers, but ran to the back of the team with his arms open.

The morale of the Beidong soldiers was already low, and their chief general Tuoba Jiangheng fled to the rear like a stray dog. How could they willingly charge into battle?

Leng Qingyi did not give Tuoba Jiangheng a chance to escape. The moment he turned around to escape, Leng Qingyi flew up.

The scene of a kick to the head was repeated, and in a few breaths he caught up with the fleeing Tuoba Jiangheng.

He kicked the other person to the ground.

Then he swung the crescent-shaped sword and cut off Tuoba Jiangheng's hands and feet. Then Leng Qingyi skillfully used the crescent-shaped sword to lift the man up by his clothes.

Beidong's 40,000 soldiers had low morale, and their commander fled from the battlefield.

The enemy army on the opposite side was almost twice as large as theirs, and the emperor was leading them into battle personally.

The emperor was at the forefront, along with the two ferocious beasts.

With a roar, the horses under them became weak and could not move.

With so many buffs added together, they really lost all their fighting spirit.

When they turned around, they saw their commander again. Their seventh prince of Beidong had his hands and feet easily cut off by the Emperor of Dongxia and was hanging on the knife.

The last bit of breath left in my heart also dissipated.

Cheng Yuejiang said a few words to persuade him to surrender at this time.

Well, we can’t fight anymore.

Even the man who had just said he would fight them put down his weapon obediently.

Why are we still fighting? Is there any need to continue fighting?

Nearly 200,000 troops were destroyed by the Khan, and it was only a matter of time before their Beidong was destroyed.

Why struggle anymore? Your life is your life too.

Not to mention that General Dongxia said that those who surrendered would not be killed, and their wives, children and the elderly would be treated well.

What are you waiting for if you don’t lower it now?

This battle was like a game between children, so simple that both sides were extremely surprised.

Especially the soldiers of Dongxia, after seeing the gunpowder a few days ago.

Today, they were all holding their breath, thinking that even if they died, they would kill a few more North Winter barbarians to avenge their comrades.

Who would have thought that it would be so easy to win the battle.

It is said that the Beidong Warriors are extremely brave. Even if they fight one against two, the Beidong "Warrior" cannot do this.

Leng Qingyi led 20,000 troops to the royal court and prepared to storm the city gate. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the gate of the royal court, the huge city gate slowly opened by itself.