The smile on the face of the mighty general disappeared again.

"Friendship? What kind of filial piety?" He looked at the third prince with a little confusion in his eyes. Before this, he knew that the third prince would invite the Zhanxian Pavilion to help, but he did not know that there was still "filial piety".

"Haha, General, don't be impatient." The third prince's face was also a little embarrassed, but he forced a smile: "The senior brothers in Zhanxian Pavilion are busy with their affairs, so they naturally need some rewards to come here to help us. Before that, I had promised the three senior brothers to hand over one-third of the military expenditure of this war to them as their reward for helping us."

"What!"

"impossible!"

"No!"

As soon as the third prince's words fell, everyone present changed their faces and rushed to oppose them, even the mighty general was no exception. Although he was in a relationship with the third prince, it did not mean that he had no brains.

As a commander of the side, he naturally knew everything about marching and fighting. He understood that moving soldiers' military expenditures at the moment was a taboo in military strategists. At worst, it would cause mutiny among soldiers, and at least it would affect morale. Especially at this moment, they were at a huge disadvantage, and they would not allow such things to happen.

"Third Prince, this is absolutely not possible!" The mighty general looked at the third prince and said firmly: "Military expenses are the roots of the soldiers, and they must not be moved."

"Hmph, ignorant!" The third prince smiled coldly: "Do you know that these three senior brothers from the Zhanxian Pavilion are all powerful quasi-immortals. The ordinary Mahayana cultivators are vulnerable in front of them. If it weren't for my great face, how could you, the mobs, invite such powerful people? What's wrong with one-third of the military spending? One-third is missing. Those soldiers will not starve to death, but they can allow us to defeat the enemy. You short-sighted people want to refute me now, what is your intention!"

Hearing the sharp words of the third prince, everyone's faces became even more ugly.

"Third Prince, this matter requires the prince to nod." Bing Wuji suddenly came out of the crowd and spoke.

"Hmph, why, what I said is not the final word?" The third prince looked at Bing Wuji, his eyes full of coldness.

"The third prince, the prince is the military supervisor, and the third prince does not seem to be in the army." Bing Wuji hugged the third prince and said righteously: "Let's go and invite the prince to come and decide."

Everyone pondered and finally nodded: "Yes, let's ask the Prince's Palace to decide."

While speaking, someone called the guards guarding outside the tent to invite the prince to come.

The third prince shouted angrily: "Who dares!"

With the third prince's angrily shouted, a afterimage suddenly appeared outside the tent. Immediately, the guard outside who wanted to find the prince screamed and flew backwards into the tent. If someone hadn't caught him, he would have broken his legs.

"No one wants to invite the prince." The third prince snorted coldly: "From today, everything must be listened to me."

With the voice of the third prince, a evil spirit suddenly rose on his body, making the generals present look ugly.

"Third Prince, what's wrong with the prince?" Bing Wuji said angrily.

"Yes, Third Prince, what's wrong with the prince?" The other generals also roared angrily. At this moment, even those with a solid mind realized something was wrong.

"Haha, the prince is still alive, but from today on, he will never participate in the battle for the throne again." The third prince said with a proud look on his face.

"Nonsai, Third Prince, what's wrong with the prince?" Many generals suddenly shouted angrily, looking at the third prince with hostility. These people are the prince's confidants, and when they hear the third prince's words, they naturally stop doing it.

"Don't worry, I didn't do anything to the prince, I just let him stay obediently and have no time to participate in the battle for the throne." The third prince laughed, and the pride in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

Bing Wuji roared repeatedly: "Bold, the third prince, the prince is your brother. You dare to kill each other. Are you not afraid of Your Majesty's punishment?"

"Hahaha--" The third prince sneered: "That old man is approaching, and it won't take long to mention the news of his death. Now, I will give you a chance to surrender to me and become my enemy alive!"

The third prince's tone was extremely cold, and his voice was filled with a strong murderous intent: "Those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish! As long as you surrender to me and embrace me as the emperor, I will not treat you badly."

While speaking, the three practitioners of the War Immortal Pavilion flashed and came to the third prince, staring at everyone present with a stern look.

The atmosphere fell into unprecedented stagnation, and everyone held their breath, as if thinking about their own gains and losses. At this time, everyone knew in their hearts that the third prince had tear apart at this moment, and it must be because he was fully confident that he dared to do this.

"Third Prince, you are attacking at this moment. Are you not afraid of Your Majesty's punishment for your crime?" Bing Wuji said with an angry face.

"Hahaha, that old guy is unable to protect himself now, and it is probably the last time!" As he spoke, the third prince's face showed an extremely happy expression: "Now, I will give you the last chance. Those who follow me will prosper. In the future, I will naturally give you countless wealth and glory. Those who go against me will perish. I will definitely chase you to the ends of the world!"

Hearing the third prince's words, many generals in the tent changed their faces and a look of struggle appeared in their eyes.

"No, I will never betray Your Majesty and submit to you as a traitor!" A roar sounded, but a general roared with a righteous look on his face and said.

However, just as he made some moves, a unit suddenly rushed into the door. The team was not large in number, but each of them was a master, and the weakest was also a strong man from the out-of-body stage, the few people in the leading stage, and even the strong man from the Mahayana stage.

"laugh--"

With a light sound, a figure was already coming to the protesting general in the team, and a palm was printed on the person's chest. The speed was so fast that it was simply unpredictable.

The angry voice suddenly stopped, and under the terrifying palm, the protesting general widened his eyes and fell straight down.

"I'm willing to surrender!"

"Third Prince, I am willing to be loyal to you from now on!"

"The Third Prince, I just misunderstood before, so please show mercy!"

Suddenly, a sound came from the big tent, and a practitioner had already arrived in front of the third prince, knelt on the ground, begging for the third prince's forgiveness.

On the side, Huang Hao's eyes narrowed. He didn't care about the general who was killed just now. After all, this person had nothing to do with him. However, looking at the generals in front of him who were kneeling in front of the third prince and begging hard, Huang Hao felt a look of disappointment. How can such a group of generals win a battle and surround Hewan Village?

However, at this moment, a sound suddenly sounded.

I saw an extremely vicious gaze falling on Huang Hao. Needless to think, the master of this gaze was really the third prince.

At this moment, the third prince looked proud and looked at Huang Hao with cruelty and contempt, just like a butcher looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Following his gaze, everyone present's eyes fell on Huang Hao. Everyone knew that there was a big conflict between Huang Hao and the third prince.

"Hahaha, Huang Hao, you didn't take me seriously because of the prince's power. You didn't expect that today would be there." A cold voice sounded, and the third prince said to Huang Hao with murderous aura.

"General Huang!"

Behind Huang Hao, the eight generals looked at this scene, hesitated for a moment, walked to Huang Hao, and stood in a row with Huang Hao. This action has shown their position.

On the other hand, Bing Wuji and an old man also walked to Huang Hao and glared at the third prince.

"Lord of Bing City, you don't need this." Huang Hao looked at Bing Wuji and the Old General Meng beside him, with a smile in his eyes.

"Hahaha, I, Bing Wuji, will not abandon my friends." Bing Wuji just smiled slightly, his eyes full of determination.

"Brother Huang Hao, you healed my injuries and allowed me to break through to the Mahayana stage. How could I watch you fall into crisis?" Old General Meng also said happily.

"You... are really..." Huang Hao blamed him with a smile, but a warm current rose in his heart. Whether it was Bing Wuji, Old General Meng, or the eight generals around him, he did not abandon him at this time, which was enough to show that they were all people who could be intersected.

"General Huang Hao, we will help you!"

"Yes, General Huang Hao, we must not let such rebels control the Nanling Kingdom."

"General Huang Hao, take us out, we are willing to follow you."

One by one, several generals stood beside Huang Hao and showed a confrontation with the third prince. At this moment, they all understood that if they wanted to turn the tables, they had to rely on Huang Hao, because Huang Hao controlled the National Guardian Army. If they fought hard, the 200,000 National Guardian Army and the absolute control of these people were not at a disadvantage.

However, in this big tent, there were less than twenty people on Huang Hao's side, while the number of people on the third prince was nearly twice that on Huang Hao's side, and the gap was extremely obvious.

"It's ridiculous!" The third prince looked at all this with a contempt, and the mocking look in his eyes became stronger: "Well, since you are seeking death, then all of them will die."

While speaking, his eyes looked at the three people in the Zhanxian Pavilion: "Several brothers, I will kill these rebel ministers."

"Yes!" the three of them smiled coldly and said easily. To them, the group of people around Huang Hao were just a group of ants. They were of quasi-immortal cultivation. It would be easy to kill a group of people with cultivation in the Mahayana and Combination stages.

"Junior Brother Lao, go and kill these people." The person in charge spoke to the people around him.
Chapter completed!