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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapter Tian Xingwu

The seriously injured young man on the stretcher is Tian Xingwu, the prince of Guzhu Kingdom?

Jin Ling's eyes carefully flew over Tian Xingwu's face, and the information collected by the Xintang also appeared in his mind. Tian Xingwu was about twenty-two or three years old, with a handsome appearance and a tall and tall body. He was considered a handsome man. He was the fourth son of Tian Dongheng, the lord of Guzhu Kingdom, and he also had prestige in the kingdom.

However, at this time, the beautiful prince was pale and unconscious on the stretcher without any blood. He had many claw wounds on his body and blood stains were everywhere. It was obviously a coma caused by excessive blood loss.

"You said he is the prince of Guzhu Kingdom?" Jin Kang asked.

"That's right!" said a man who looked like a guard leader, "Your Highness is noble and highly valued by His Majesty. If you protect him well and return to Zhuxing City, you will definitely have a great reward!"

"A heavy reward, will our people in Jinyuan care about the mere rewards of your Guzhu Kingdom?" Jin Kang sniffed, "Take out the wealth of Guzhu Kingdom and calculate it ten times more. I wonder if it can be equivalent to the financial resources of Jinyuan?"

"Jinyuan?" The guard leader's eyes lit up and he quickly said, "Jinyuan and my Guzhu royal family have always had close contacts. Miss Qinghan has also seen Your Highness several times over the years. Speaking of which, the business of Jinyuan has been able to grow into Guzhu, and the fourth His Highness has made an indelible contribution to the fourth His Highness!"

Regardless of whether the guard leader was exaggerating or not, Jin Ling had already made up his mind to save him. Previously, the Northern Jin Kingdom had received a letter from Dongheng to rescue the king of Guzhu Kingdom, and replied to him that he would send troops to support him and drive away the forces of the Blood Spirit Sect. It would not be a bad thing to save a Guzhu Prince from the Lingshan monster.

What's more, he also bears the great task of subduing the demonic energy and saving the people as the leader of the Heavenly Dao Sect said.

"The third team Yingxue Ye Xiao, you should protect the Prince of Guzhu and return to the camp first." Jin Ling issued an order, "I will block these Lingshan monsters."

"Let me deal with it." Ye Xiao said.

"Ye Xiao, they were all subordinates of your Beast Spring before." Jin Ling said, "You always have some nostalgia for taking action. Listen to me, protect Prince Guzhu, and I will deal with it."

Ye Xiao then agreed and together with everyone, he protected Prince Guzhu and his group to retreat to Long Ling's camp. Jin Ling alone blocked the front of Hui Si and the group of demon wolves.

"Young Master Jinyuan, are you sincerely trying to make things difficult for us?" The gray four wolves opened their fangs and mouths, their eyes protruding, and their expressions were terrifying.

"Grey Four, you broke the rules first. The subordinates of Beast Spring should not be embarrassed by the world for no reason, let alone the other party is a prince." Jin Ling's left hand gradually shone with blue fairy power, and then it turned into a burning flame.

Seeing the flame burning on his palm, Hui Si's face became a little worried. What the demon wolves feared the most was fire.

"Immortal Sect-level powerhouse!" Hui Si's muscles twitched on his face, and he felt a little palpitations. He looked at the few dozen demon wolves behind him, feeling that he could not get a chance in front of such an opponent. He stared at Long Ling's camp with hatred, and then stared at Jin Ling, "Boy, you are cruel, let's go and see!"

He activated the giant wolf, turned around and headed towards Lingshan. The other demon wolves also followed him and left.

They retreated, and Jin Ling also returned to Longling Camp.

In the camp, Prince Tian Xingwu of Guzhu and more than ten guard entourages were placed in a cellar. Zhao Rong led a member of the third team who knew military medical skills to treat their injuries. The casualties of the guard entourages were basically left in the mountains and forests, and those who are still alive are injured and have minor injuries.

The only serious injury was Tian Xingwu, who is still in a coma.

"Young master, in my opinion, those monsters will definitely not give up." Jin Kang said, "They were not many just now. If they were rushing down from the mountain with a large number of monsters, just like the ones that raided this camp before, we would have fewer people than the previous defenders, and there were hundreds of half-large dolls, which would be really hard to resist. Can you write a letter and seek support from the Lingshan Military Camp?"

The main forces of the Jinyuan army are now gathered on Lingshan, in the original headquarters of the Blood Hidden Clan.

"Okay, you go and write a letter." Jin Ling agreed.

So Jin Kang went to write a letter. Jin Ling tied it to his ghost-eyed demon eagle Heichen's feet and asked it to fly back to ask for help.

Jinkang organized all the people in Longling Camp to speed up the renovation of urban defense construction in various camps.

An hour later, the camp sentry sounded an urgent warning gong.

"Young master, a team of horses appeared in the east of the camp! It looked like a regular army! It seemed to be an army of Guzhu Kingdom!" Jin Kang hurriedly came to report to Jin Ling.

"The army of Guzhu Kingdom is here to save people. However, the situation is unclear, so I still ordered the gate to be closed and be on guard, so that I should not be careless." Jin Ling issued an order, and boarded the camp post with him and looked east.

I saw a group of soldiers and horses running from the east, about seven or eight hundred cavalry, stopped about ten feet away from Longling Camp, and began to form a square queue, neat and serious.

"The generals of this army are good at governing the army." Jin Ling nodded and praised.

Looking from a distance, the leader of the team was a square-faced general who was heading towards the gate of Longling Camp, looking nervous. After a moment, he activated the war horse and slowly approached. Such a move showed that their troops had no malice towards Longling Camp.

He raised his hand again, and another rider walked out behind him, looking familiar. Even closer, Jin Kang and others recognized that this person was Zhu Biao, the former commander of the third battalion in this camp. At this time, he had many whip marks on his body, and he was obviously punished by military law.

"The one above is from Jinyuan, the Northern Jin Kingdom?" General Fangfang shouted loudly.

"That's right, who are you?" Jin Kang, as the occupier of the camp, knew that the young master's whereabouts could not be easily exposed, so he came forward to respond.

"I am Yang Yuan, the chief general of the Lingshan Garage Army of Guzhu Kingdom!" General Fangfang said in a deep voice.

"It turns out that it is General Yang, who is disrespectful, disrespectful. I am Jin Kang, the captain of the Jinyuan Musket Team." Jin Kang bowed to the other party, "I don't know that General Yang came to the place with his troops and horses with murderous intent. What's the point of doing?"

"What's the point?" Yang Yuan glanced at the four words "Longling Camp" on the camp gate and snorted coldly, "You are the army of the Northern Jin Kingdom. Without an ultimatum, you entered the territory of my Guzhu Kingdom without authorization, and occupied our military camp. Even if you are the famous Jinyuan, you can't help but bully it too much!"

It turned out to be for the camp.
Chapter completed!
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